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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on May 11, 2014 17:52:55 GMT
"Damnit! Damnit! Damnit!" Neil cursed, firing off a blast before hightailing it. James wasn't answering his communicator, the bastard. A loyal first-mate should be at his captain's beck and call 24 hours 7 days a week. Instead, Neil was on his own - in Detroit. The worst possible place you can be on your own, especially as gearless as Neil was now.
He smashed some nearby glass with the butt of his blaster. Big mistake. It may have gave them one less place to jump out of, but the sound echoed throughout the seemingly empty street. Growling and footsteps could then be heard approaching, in mass. This really wasn't Neil's day..
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Post by James Harper on May 12, 2014 0:11:26 GMT
James was completely lost. He had been seperared from Neil about an hour ago, and still couldn't find him. It didn't help that his communicator had been smashed while he was battling it out with some kind of rhino monster.
James stood unmorphed with his driver loaded on top of a car, crouched over his damaged communicator. He had taken the time to shoot every piece of glass within five yards to limit the amount of monsters that could get to him - whether it drew more of them or not. His knuckles were cut and bloody from punching monsters and windows. They needed to work fast.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on May 12, 2014 4:00:03 GMT
Detriot was the fabled gear privateer paradise. It was said to contain a multitude of Advent Decks. All you had to do was battle your way through several hordes of Mirror Monsters.
They came in on the Tyrfing through the clouds, as slow and quiet as they could. They took a shuttle down, leaving the ship several yards on the outskirts of the city. They went the rest of the way on foot and boy did it all went to hell as quick as a snap.
Now Neil needed to find James (and maybe a deck or two) and haul ass out of there before getting torn limb from limb.
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Post by James Harper on May 12, 2014 14:18:26 GMT
mes heard the Monsters coming just as he managed to finish fixing his communicator. He clicked the button on and spoke into it. "Neil! Come in Neil!" James said, standing up and putting a hand on his buckle. He pocketed his communicator, hoping he had managed to get back into contact with Neil. He grabbed his Musou Saber, before cutting the Kurumi Lockseed.
"KURUMI ARMS! MIIIIIIIIISTER KNCUKLEMAN!"
The Walnut fell and transformed James into Knuckle once more, just as a pair of black wolf things leaped at him.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on May 13, 2014 17:08:25 GMT
"Ne..il.. Come..in.."
"Huh? James?"
He pulled out the communicator from his pocket and switched it on.
"James? Is that you? What's the secret code? Actually, never mind we don't have time for that. Just give me your approximate locati-"
The communicator was slapped right out of his hand onto the pavement. Neil looked up to see a humanoid gazelle beast standing before him.
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Post by James Harper on May 13, 2014 17:53:54 GMT
"Neil?!" James could hear his captain's garbled transmission from his communicator, but he was a bit too busy to pick up the communicator. He smashed one of the wolves' eyes with a devastating right hook, and elbowing the other to get room. "32nd street! 3-2! 3-2!" James figured that his communicator wouldn't last long, so he chanted the numbers to raise his chances of being heard. As one of the wolves leaped at his throat he smashed his knife three times.
"KURUMI SPARKING!"
James pulled his hand back and projected a walnut shaped blast at its face, followed by a second blast. Just as he projected the blast he had the one-eyed wolf latch his fangs onto his arm. The two blasts from James's sparking knocked the two-eyed wolf back before the second one vaporized it.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on May 13, 2014 17:57:46 GMT
Neil nodded at the voice coming from the communicator on the ground. He wasn't the only one to notice the noise. The gazelle monster stomped on it repeatedly.
It seemed to be rather preoccupied at the moment so Neil took the change to es-
"Oh, pardon me," he said to another gazelle beast he had just ran into, "I didn't see you there.."
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Post by James Harper on May 13, 2014 18:30:28 GMT
The wolf's fangs dug into James's arm, leaving James wondering how to deal with it. James couldn't punch or shoot it in the head because he could just as easily hit his own arm. The damn wolf was on his dominant arm and he didn't have much of a clue on how to get it off. James lifted his knee, hoping he remembered canine biology correctly, and slammed it into the wolf's lower abdomen. It whimpered at getting hit in a rather sensitive spot, letting up slightly on his arm but not much.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on May 13, 2014 18:37:36 GMT
Neil hoped James had better luck than he was having right now.
"Omph!" he crashed right into a mailbox after being propelled forward by picked up and thrown by a gazelle beast-man-thing. At least he wasn't surrounded anymore. The first one was still having a good ol' time smashing his stuff, first his communicator and now his blaster.
"Geez, now i'm completely defenseless.. How could this get any worse?"
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Post by James Harper on May 14, 2014 0:09:54 GMT
James slammed the wolf into a car with his arm, causing it to finally lose its grip. It fell to the ground, where it had the misfortune of being nailed with one final blow to the face. Catching his breath, James tried again. "NEIL!" James yelled.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on May 14, 2014 0:16:48 GMT
Things were actually looking up since he made the daring choice to say the one thing you should never. He was in alleyway, hiding behind a dumpster. He took a peak, no monsters in sight, so he continued on.
The Mirror Monsters don't seem to get along. As soon as one throw Neil, the two gazelles got into a fight with a spider one - probably over who would get to eat his flesh.
The fracas drew the curious attention of any Mirror Monster in the area, letting Neil sneak by virtually unnoticed.
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Post by James Harper on May 14, 2014 1:27:15 GMT
James walked down the street, impotently yelling Neil's name to try to find him. This was a phenomenally stupid idea, but it was his only chance.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on May 14, 2014 1:32:48 GMT
The Mirror Monsters were split between the fight and the random idiot yelling out some guy's name. It wasn't too long before several of them went right over to where James was.
Neil was close by so he too heard the yelling. He opened his mouth, but realized doing the same might not be the smartest of ideas.
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Post by James Harper on May 14, 2014 14:19:51 GMT
And now James remembered exactly why you don't do this kind of thing in Detroit as a number of monsters started to slowly surround him. "Shit" he said, raising his fists.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on May 14, 2014 17:23:01 GMT
The Mirror Monsters closed in around him, ready to pounce. It was then when Neil came roaring in an abandoned car. He wasn't too shabby at hot wiring such an old vehicle, but lucky enough for him, the previous owner had left the keys in the ignition.
He slammed into two Mirror Monsters before pulling up next to James.
"Sup," he said, rolling down the window, "Need a lift?"
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