I recover and stand up. "...or you're just that strong..."
"Nah, you only weigh like, 150 kg. Would have expected more from a robot. I think. I may be wayyyy out. Only had this body like five min."

"...She resembles a Virizion. You're a vegetarian now?"
"The phrase if it looks like a duck, smells like a duck and quacks like a duck comes to mind."

"...Any ideas for general strategies? What are your abilities? In my case, I'm more of a sniper..."
"I think I would be fairly good at tanking."

'Is she a yōkai? I can't sense much more spiritual energy around her than a human though....' I thought absently as I observed the strange girls and her tentacles.

Of course, it would have been much to fortunate for me if this went smoothly.



And she leapt across the room at the metal thing. Even though I could see that she wouldn't be attacking it, her energy telling me that much, I couldn't quite stop myself from giving a mental command to Ko-chan to shift into a more...suitable form to deal with more durable opponents.


Unfortunate that I could only predict the creature's actions by a second or two, otherwise I'd be able to know whether the girl would actually attack the 'pokemon'.

Still, whatever this place was, I can't afford to take any chances....even if it'd be so much easier to just sit down and cry my eyes out.

"If you touch her...I'm going to have to put you down." I stated coldly, glaring at the offending not-yōkai.

That I muttered "...wonder whether your blood will taste good..." under my breath afterwords was surely noticed by no one....at all.
"Hey! She hasn't said I can't... Can I eat you?" I tilted my head, and looked at the poke-girl. After the whispered line, my new ghoul senses picking it up easily, I went careening across the room to stand in front of her.
"No idea! Wanna try?" I tilted my head to allow her acess to my neck in the typical vampire pose. "But only if you let me have something in return. An eyeball and a finger will do for a snack. Seem fair?" I step closer, one of my tentacles poking the giant mace idly.
 
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...In the meantime, I examined Legion's memories to help with coordinating with his runtimes and familiarizing myself with his weapons and abilities...
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...He has Reaper code? Interesting...
 
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"Hey! She hasn't said I can't... Can I eat you?" I tilted my head, and looked at the poke-girl. After the whispered line, my new ghoul senses picking it up easily, I went careening across the room to stand in front of her.
"No idea! Wanna try?" I tilted my head to allow her acess to my neck in the typical vampire pose. "But only if you let me have something in return. An eyeball and a finger will do for a snack. Seem fair?" I step closer, one of my tentacles poking the giant mace idly.
I'll admit, I wasn't quite expecting the odd woman to be capable of moving as fast as she just did. Most yōkai, even the lowliest of them, could generally outmatch the vast majority of humans, but it was rare that one could approach the sound barrier, well when one wasn't referring to vampires and werewolves at least.

Normally I wouldn'thave reacted the way I did..but these were odd times, so I think it can be forgiven that my reaction was a bit...instinctual. Said reaction being to swing my mace at the woman's chest faster than the speed of sound.
 
I stared in shock as the nutty people swarmed me. "I guess I'm part Virizion? I didn't start this way at least." It did add up, though I hadn't noticed it.
 
The Starman had been standing to the side of the crazy group of individuals, trying to determine whether it should take offensive action. The voice had said to fight, and the purple haired meatbag seemed hostile enough.

Aaand now the red one initiated combat. Might as well attack in the confusion.

Starman fired a beam!

"Die, purple flesh thing!"
 
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I'll admit, I wasn't quite expecting the odd woman to be capable of moving as fast as she just did. Most yōkai, even the lowliest of them, could generally outmatch the vast majority of humans, but it was rare that one could approach the sound barrier, well when one wasn't referring to vampires and werewolves at least.


Normally I wouldn'thave reacted the way I did..but these were odd times, so I think it can be forgiven that my reaction was a bit...instinctual. Said reaction being to swing my mace at the woman's chest faster than the speed of sound.

I managed to almost dodge at the last second, the well worn instincts of this body all that allowed me to be mearly clipped by the mace, and not slammed full force. I still went bouncing across the room, landing in a heap perhaps fifteen meters from where I was. I had at least three broken ribs, a broken arm and a pulped breast. Yet, even as I stood up and shook the concrete dust from my dress these injuries repaired.


"Ow. Like serious, ow. Why did you do that? I was offering you the blood you were interested in? Did I shock you? Damn, if I did, those are some well worn instin-"

The Starman had been standing to the side of thecrazygroup of individuals, trying to determine whether he should take offensive action. The voice had said to fight, and the purple haired meatbag seemed hostile enough.


Aaand now the red one initiated combat. Might as well attack in the confusion.


Starman fired a beam!


"Die, purple flesh thing!"

One of my tentacles gets hit by the beam to... yeah, no effect. A fairly significant amount of pressure, like if you squeezed something as hard as you could, but any actual damage done was regenerated away so fast that the pain signal didn't even reach my spine.


"I was talking! That is rude!" I walk over to him, my tentacles twitching angrily, and slap him. " I am not a flesh thing, I am Rize or Estro, call me as you will... Less-cool-robot-dude. Hah!" I walk away and back towards Koaka.


"Sooooo. Um. No hard feelings, stiff upper lip and all that? Also, I am really hungry and Mako is looking more and more appatising by the minute, so is the deal thingy on? I can understand if you don't want to, but you were the one that asked."
 
I managed to almost dodge at the last second, the well worn instincts of this body all that allowed me to be mearly clipped by the mace, and not slammed full force. I still went bouncing across the room, landing in a heap perhaps fifteen meters from where I was. I had at least three broken ribs, a broken arm and a pulped breast. Yet, even as I stood up and shook the concrete dust from my dress these injuries repaired.


"Ow. Like serious, ow. Why did you do that? I was offering you the blood you were interested in? Did I shock you? Damn, if I did, those are some well worn instin-"
That the managed to take that blow was rather impressive. That she actually healed that damage nigh-instantly was even worrying. Still, that I managed to inflict that much harm with a near-miss more or less implied that I may have done a lot worse had the blow landed true.

In the end though, what-ifs were never something to focus on, so I turned my attention back to the woman.

But before I could respond something decided to intervene.

The Starman had been standing to the side of the crazy group of individuals, trying to determine whether he should take offensive action. The voice had said to fight, and the purple haired meatbag seemed hostile enough.

Aaand now the red one initiated combat. Might as well attack in the confusion.

Starman fired a beam!

"Die, purple flesh thing!"
One of my tentacles gets hit by the beam to... yeah, no effect. A fairly significant amount of pressure, like if you squeezed something as hard as you could, but any actual damage done was regenerated away so fast that the pain signal didn't even reach my spine.


"I was talking! That is rude!" I walk over to him, my tentacles twitching angrily, and slap him. " I am not a flesh thing, I am Rize or Estro, call me as you will... Less-cool-robot-dude. Hah!" I walk away and back towards Koaka.


"Sooooo. Um. No hard feelings, stiff upper lip and all that? Also, I am really hungry and Mako is looking more and more appatising by the minute, so is the deal thingy on? I can understand if you don't want to, but you were the one that asked."
Letting out a tired sigh, I stated "I...no, I won't be giving you any parts of my body to eat. I could give you some of my blood...but I'm not sure how it'd react to your physiology."
 
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Wait, cannibals? Vampires? Starmen? Friggin goo-dragon-whatevers? This was getting less fair by the minute. I groaned and rubbed my forehead.

Maybe... maybe I was just really, really drunk. The bottle I was now holding supported the theory. I considered chugging it, just in case that would make things make more sense.

Nah. If tentacles was gonna run around trying to eat people, best not to look any more like easy prey than I already did. (Although, if she did eat me, who knows what kinds of diseases she'd pick up...) Good lord, I think I might be in trouble.

"...So I'm not the only one from SV? Hello there, Yoda. My username was UbeOne..."

Wait, SV? Is that why I'm here?

Man, the internet can do some crazy things. What a time to be alive.

"...What's with the red mist? And why is everybody feeling jumpy today? Are we allies, or are we enemies? I'd rather have us as allies. United we stand, divided we fall... right?"

"Well I, for onesh, 'm really hopin' that we're on deh shame shide. Udderwishe I don' really like mah chanshesh." Seriously, I'd be the tournament Glass Joe. Only, less persistent. And less French.

The bottle was starting to look reeeeal good right now.

Wait! A thought occurs. I dig around in my pockets and (wow that's gross) yep, it's there. I sort of stumble a bit (my God I can't even walk anymore) until I'm facing Tentacles.

"Sooooo. Um. No hard feelings, stiff upper lip and all that? Also, I am really hungry and Mako is looking more and more appatising by the minute, so is the deal thingy on? I can understand if you don't want to, but you were the one that asked."

"Hoi, tentaclsh lady! I gotsh dish dead squirrel. Eat dat, if yah sho damn hungry." I sort of flounce the squirrel about in front of her.

Wow, it's getting hard to focus on things, huh?
 
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Letting out a tired sigh, I stated "I...no, I won't be giving you any parts of my body to eat. I could give you some of my blood...but I'm not sure how it'd react to your physiology."
"Ummm. I'm no scientist, but I know that due to certain protiens ghouls have, we cannot eat non-human things, so that would depend on how human like you are."

I look away from the red head, and focus on the Kill la Kill girl rest of the room. We were truly an eclectic mix, and for all this promise of battle, nothing had really happened yet. Oh well.

I looked around, and to my... mixed feelings my eyes kept being dragged to all the humans. Except the hobo. Until he stood infront of me.
"Hoi, tentaclsh lady! I gotsh dish dead squirrel. Eat dat, if yah sho damn hungry." I sort of flounce the squirrel about in front of her.

Wow, it's getting hard to focus on things, huh?
"I can't eat things that aren't human. And you look positively horrendus. I think even my consitution would be slowed down by eating you... not enough for a full meal though." I look around some more and see a battle sister from 40k stood there in full power armour.

"Sister! In the name of the glorious god emporor, could I eat your arm? Either one would be fine, it's just I'm pretty sure this body has never eaten, so I'm like really hungry. I could eat like, twenty-five people. Foooooooooooood."
 
"I was talking! That is rude!" I walk over to him, my tentacles twitching angrily, and slap him. " I am not a flesh thing, I am Rize or Estro, call me as you will... Less-cool-robot-dude. Hah!" I walk away and back towards Koaka
The Starman took 18 damage!

How dare the water sack lay it's grubby meat graspers on it! It'd show her!

"I have the ability to be as cool as I desire, Rising Estrogen!"

The Starman tried PSI Freeze α!

Hah! Wordplay! Truly something beyond the capacity of fleshies.

"I can't eat things that aren't human. And you look positively horrendus. I think even my consitution would be slowed down by eating you... not enough for a full meal though."

Disgusting, the Rising Estrogen bag required the flesh of other flesh bags. It was just a horrid cycle of flesh bags!

Not to mention the large eye blob thing. It was the fleshiest and the baggiest of the lot. Truly horrendous.
 
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"Ummm. I'm no scientist, but I know that due to certain protiens ghouls have, we cannot eat non-human things, so that would depend on how human like you are."

I look away from the red head, and focus on the Kill la Kill girl rest of the room. We were truly an eclectic mix, and for all this promise of battle, nothing had really happened yet. Oh well.

I looked around, and to my... mixed feelings my eyes kept being dragged to all the humans. Except the hobo. Until he stood infront of me.
I actually let out a sigh of relief at that as I replied "Well...you probably won't get anything from me then. Contrary to legend, we vampires aren't former humans, but a completely separate species of yōkai."
 
""Sister! In the name of the glorious god emporor, could I eat your arm? "

Even as my nostrils seemed to flare at this inhuman abominations masquerading as faithful subject of the Emperor, the part of my mind was able to clamp down on those feelings and keep in control even as the Sister in me screamed blood murder at this thing calling upon the God-Emperors name in vain. Gritting my teeth for a moment I took a deep breath and then looked up at the Ghoul....or whatever poor soul ended up in the body and was now subjugated to its wishes and desires.

"The Melter is a weapon designed to destroy the Armour of an armored target by melting it to slag. A simply shot from this pistol will vaporize the water in the air and then melt its was through the floor and the wall opposite of me. I think you will hardly be able to regenerate if you are nothing more than red mist hanging in the air....or some steaming oval on the floor. Maybe you should -",

" Round 1 Will begin soooonnn..."


Stopping as the voice from the speaker sounded once again and looking around worriedly as the lights grow brighter, I moved closed to the hobo, even if he smelt terrible he was still human and as such someone I...no she... was sworn to protect. Giving the Ghoul a last stern glance...I changed my expression into a grim smile and said:

"Well, it seems you are getting your wishes with some luck. Rounds to tend to start with some mob waves in Last Stand....so 25 might be something you can reach if it fills you."
 
The Starman took 18 damage!

How dare the water sack lay it's grubby meat graspers on it! It'd show her!

"I have the ability to be as cool as I desire, Rising Estrogen!"

The Starman tried PSI Freeze α!

Hah! Wordplay! Truly something beyond the capacity of fleshies.



Disgusting, the Rising Estrogen bag required the flesh of other flesh bags. It was just a horrid cycle of flesh bags!

Not to mention the large eye blob thing. It was the fleshiest and the baggiest of the lot. Truly horrendous.
The freeze beam hits my legs, immobilising them. No matter. My tentacles stab into the ground and start walking me forward, like an organic Dr Oct.

The three remaining free tentacles each grab a limb of the metal man, and pull him level with me.

"Listen here, tin can. I can gorge holes in solid steel twice as thick as you are. If you continue to fuck with me, Replicoid, I will smash you across the room and see if you can withstand being reduced to the consistency of a pail of nails."

I unceremoniously drop him the fifteen meters I was holding my self at, and turn to face the Vamp.

"The Melter is a weapon designed to destroy the Armour of an armored target by melting it to slag. A simply shot from this pistol will vaporize the water in the air and then melt its was through the floor and the wall opposite of me. I think you will hardly be able to regenerate if you are nothing more than red mist hanging in the air....or some steaming oval on the floor. Maybe you should -",
"Ow. That would sting. I give my self decent odds of dodging it, though. And I was polite! Why all the hate? Probably due to the fact the Sisters have two modes: Stick up ass, stick further up ass." Walking away from the blonde woman, I finally continue my conversation with the red-head.
I actually let out a sigh of relief at that as I replied "Well...you probably won't get anything from me then. Contrary to legend, we vampires aren't former humans, but a completely separate species of yōkai."
"Shame, but the offer of my blood is still up, it's not like I can't make more of it, y'know"

The voice on the speaker from earlier speaks again. " Round 1 Will begin soooonnn..."

The lights begin to to gradually grow brighter.
"Or maybe later."

I postion my self in the center of the room, my legs now unstuck from the Starcan's beam. Did make a decent pun... Focus!
 
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"I can't eat things that aren't human. And you look positively horrendus. I think even my consitution would be slowed down by eating you... not enough for a full meal though."

...I was going to take that as a good thing. I mean, hey. Tentacles thought I was too disgusting to eat or something.

...Success?

Well, now I just had to find a way not to be eaten by the vampire. Or the goo-dragon. Or vaporised by the Starman, or flambéed by the Sister of Battle, or...

" Round 1 Will begin soooonnn..."

The lights begin to to gradually grow brighter.

sigh. I'm so dead.

I moved closed to the hobo, even if he smelt terrible he was still human and as such someone I...no she... was sworn to protect.

...She's moving over here what is this oh god is she going to kill me aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah wait, maybe she'll protect me!

...I really hope she's going to protect me.

I take a wobbly stance and raise my bottle.

Fuck it, I'm about to die. I take a swig or two and then I raise my bottle.

Maybe it'll help with the confidence.
 
Seeing the lights increase, I say, closing my eye, "I SAID TURN THE LIGHTS DOWN, NOT UP! Also, I think that we should stop attacking each other and save that for whatever is coming, guys."
 
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The voice on the speaker from earlier speaks again. " Round 1 Will begin soooonnn..."

The lights begin to to gradually grow brighter.
'Well, that's rather disturbing.' I thought absently as I looked over the assembled group.

"Shame, but the offer of my blood is still up, it's not like I can't make more of it, y'know"
Shaking my head to the sides I replied "I'll have to decline, not the best idea to go out into battle on a full stomach. Oh, and you should stop asking to eat people...it'll only earn you enemies, and I don't think you want those in a place like this..."

Unless she wanted to keep talking, I'd be left for the waiting....the godsaweful waiting.
 
My body felt stronger and I felt I could do anything. I was suddenly assaulted by images of a man in white sniping soldiers and suffering wounds that could have killed a normal man. I was surprised that in this twisted world. I am the White Death of Finland, Simo Hayha. I am also from the Nasuverse judging from my innate knowledge of using my noble phantasms.


The Starman took 18 damage!

How dare the water sack lay it's grubby meat graspers on it! It'd show her!

"I have the ability to be as cool as I desire, Rising Estrogen!"

The Starman tried PSI Freeze α!

Hah! Wordplay! Truly something beyond the capacity of fleshies.



Disgusting, the Rising Estrogen bag required the flesh of other flesh bags. It was just a horrid cycle of flesh bags!

Not to mention the large eye blob thing. It was the fleshiest and the baggiest of the lot. Truly horrendous.

I summoned my sniper rifle, lined my shots towards the target, using Simo's skill as a handicap to fire towards the target and aimed between his legs where the genitals supposed to be and fired.
 
I summoned my sniper rifle, lined my shots towards the target, using Simo's skill as a handicap to fire towards the target and aimed between his legs where the genitals supposed to be and fired.
As Star Platinum had remained manifested out of caution of the cannibal, it was ready for when one of the others in the room got a little trigger happy. The spirit lined up its hand with the path of the bullet, before both Jotaro and Mako spoke, "Star Finger!" and the Stand's index and middle finger rapidly extended, colliding with the bullet to knock it off course.
 
I eventually came out of my memory diving, only to see... people fighting each other? What's going on here?

The voice on the speaker from earlier speaks again. " Round 1 Will begin soooonnn..."

The lights begin to to gradually grow brighter.

Seeing the lights increase, I say, closing my eye, "I SAID TURN THE LIGHTS DOWN, NOT UP! Also, I think that we should stop attacking each other and save that for whatever is coming, guys."
"...I agree with the... dragon like guy? What's your name again?"
...
"...What are you guys capable of? Any ideas for strategies? Oh, hello there, fellow sniper..."
 
Although I did find it crazy that people were fighting each other, Legion and I did analyze them, to have an idea of what they can do, and their tentative roles in the upcoming battle. Our impressions so far were:

Tank: KG
Tank/DPS: Rize, Kokoa, Sarah
Sniper: The guy in white
Sniper/Support: Yours truly
DPS: The star guy
Unknown: Arya, Doctor Hobo, Mako, Jotaro, unknown girl
 
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"Listen here, tin can. I can gorge holes in solid steel twice as thick as you are. If you continue to fuck with me, Replicoid, I will smash you across the room and see if you can withstand being reduced to the consistency of a pail of nails."
Pffft, steel? As if it was made of such a primitive material! And Replicoid? The Starman was no replica! It was a member of the most advanced race in the galaxy!

"You think your pathetic attempts of intimidation would ever work on me, Rising Estrogen? I am an officer of Giygas's army, and we are unceasing, unrelenting, unstop-"

The Starman's rant was cut short by a loud blast. Apparently the snow meat had shot at it with it's primitive weapon. However, the bullet was stopped by something, most likely the hat creatures, if their shouts were any indication. It nodded at them in acknowledgement. They seemed... acceptable, for organics.

The Starman turned back towards the gunman and sneered... somehow. Judging by the angle of the rifle, the meat creature had shot at where organics typically kept their genders. A disgusting concept. Reproduction via assembly line was the proper way for higher beings to come into existence. It was the truth. The truth!

Anyway, this confirmed it was surrounded by hostiles. Might as well prepare.

The Starman tried Shield α!

The Starman's body was protected by a psychic shield!

"...What are you guys capable of? Any ideas for strategies? Oh, hello there, fellow sniper..."
"I am glad I am not the only proper synthetic present. My designation is: Model Starman, Unit 11005738-" the Starman continued rattling off a long list of numbers, "Though I am only a standard model, I am skilled in PSI, a force only accessible by higher beings."

It glanced around the room they were in, and recalled the second announcement.

"I believe we should use the creatures as meat shields. A fitting phrase, by the way."
 
Eventually, the combatants experience a rushing sensation. Once that ended, the light fades away revealing a very dark cave with some kind of large formation in the center. Water can be heard dripping down. Something can be heard moving in the darkness. "Creatures of the deep riiiise, searching for preyyy..."
The sound of heavy breathing can be heard
 
Eventually, the combatants experience a rushing sensation. Once that ended, the light fades away revealing a very dark cave with some kind of large formation in the center. Water can be heard dripping down. Something can be heard moving in the darkness. "Creatures of the deep riiiise, searching for preyyy..."
The sound of heavy breathing can be heard
Jotaro and Mako froze, both hearing the breathing through the sensitive ears of Star Platinum. The stand squinted its eyes, trying to see in the darkness.
 
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