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 Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 2:18 pm
As Scooby-Doo would say, "Ruh-roh."
As the steroid-popping demon pretending to be a little girl rushed the Domo, he fumbled with his guitar (a bit frantically, since he didn't want to find out what those tiny little fists could do if they managed to land a hit on his body), and swung it into the playing position with the head of the guitar pointed straight at her as if it were a spear with which to impale her. Unless she chose to drastically decrease her rate of acceleration forthwith, subsisting in such a manner would result in the excruciating application of a rigid arboreal device at high velocity to the abdominal portion of her juvenile anatomy.
That is, unless she stopped, she was going to have a big piece of wood jammed into her stomach really hard.
With this attempt to keep her away from him, the Domo started to rise to his feet, keeping his trusty guitar aimed at her like a loaded weapon.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 5:53 pm
Well, there was two possible results of what this supernatural little girl could do. She could do the smart thing, and try to parry the weapon with one arm as she charged, pushing it away to force an opening and follow through. It wasn't even bladed, so she might get a minor burn from the strings, and thats it.
Or she could do what the daughter of a TRUE viking champion would do.
SPLRRT!
SHOW NO FEAR!!!
Gritting her teeth and bearing through the impaling weapon, Olivia would force herself further down the instrument's neck, blood flowing freely from the wound out her backside, and down along the strings of the guitar itself. Snarling like an berserking inhuman animal, she kept one hand on the guitar itself, the other reaching to violently rake the Domo's face with her nails... wait, were those claws? Her fingertips seemed to merge with her nails in an instant, broadening, fortifying, sharpening.
And gouging.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 3:18 am
BCNLKFEQWJ!!!!! HOLY ******** to say, the Domo was struck speechless . . . until she started clawing at his face, and scratched one beady eye.
"RAAAAH!!!" he cried, instinctively twisting his squarish head away to keep her grasping points away from his uninjured eye, trying to push her away with his guitar . . . then he snarled in a manner entirely unfitting for something so small and fuzzy. His head turned back with a blur, and there was a sharp *snap*.
The girl would suddenly find her clawed fingers missing, and bloody stumps pressed against the Domo's closed, razor-like teeth. Then she would immediately find herself being dragged sideways (the disadvantage of being impaled on guitar, of course, was the fact that you moved at the guitar wielder's mercy) and slammed against the cave wall.
b***h done it now.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 5:56 pm
She would still go to gouge further, before pausing to look at her hand, realizing her fingertips had been bitten off. What the hell?
The Domo then tried to swing the guitar around, but the swinging motion would be cut short, her feet skidding across the ground before coming to a rather abrupt start. As if she just got a whole lot harder to swing.
In fact, she did. She seemed to be growing right in front of the Domo! Her height shot up to five feet... six... seven... Her head bowing down to allow her to stand within the cave as she topped out near eight feet in height. Her limbs became massive, but long and wiry instead of bulky. Her teeth seemed to sharpen to fangs of her own, and great protuded from her cranium. Her dress tore at the edges as she changed forms.
"YOU LITTLE SHITSTAIN! I WILL SHOW YOU THE MEANING OF PAIN!" her now-deepened voice bellowed, reaching down to snap off the neck of the guitar still stuck inside of her from the rest of its body with her now increased strength, which would be comparitively herculean in nature.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 7:54 pm
Well, apparently she'd been eating all her veggies and taking all her vitamins.
The Domo produced a surprised "Rah!" as he suddenly found himself dangling from his guitar over the cave floor. As if it weren't bad enough that he'd gotten lost in this cave, he'd injured his eye too, and now he had to fight some sort of demonic ogre.
As Olivia reached for the guitar, the Domo released his grip and dropped. She gripped it, and his little legs were carrying him across the floor and between her feet. When she tried to snap it . . . the instrument simply refused to break. Every time she exerted strain upon it, faint blue lines of light flashed across its surface, tracing out dozens of tiny, complex symbols. And now that she could have a closer look at it, she'd be able to see that there was no dent from where she had punched it earlier. This was a special guitar. After all, a normal Stratocaster wouldn't make much of a weapon, would it?
In the meantime, the Domo would be sinking those razor-like teeth into the back of her calf, chewing into her Achilles tendon.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 11:39 am
"HHHNNNG... HHNNNGGGHH!!" Oliviagre grunted, attempting several times to break the instrument, failing each time. She would rather not have given up on breaking it, but she couldn't spend all day on the bloody thing, so she diverted her attention elsewhere.
"COME TO MAMA..." she started, going for the... hey, where did he go? Having put her focus into the weapon, the Domo had managed to sneak away unnoticed. In fact, he could be anywhere right n
"RRRAAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!" she bellowed loudly as the domo sunk its teeth into her calf suddenly, Oliviaogre's face contorted in pain from the attack. She remembered what happened to her fingers, and truly expected to lose a bit more flesh from this one too.
But, she would turn her upper body, reaching over with her good left hand and digging her talons into the sides of the Domo, her hand now wide enough to grip the smaller creature's torso. Not wrap around it, but grip it. Claws would dig into its sides as she put her weight on her good foot, then yanked the beast away.
If she was able to pull it away, with or without part of her leg in its mouth, she would instantly slam it face-first into the ceiling and begin to grind it in angrily.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 1:07 pm
The Domo felt her titanic grip close around him, and immediately threw both arms and legs around her leg, holding on for dear life with hands paws, feet, and teeth. The fur on his paws, which had a similar feel to the bristles of a steel wire brush, dug into her skin and curved to turn themselves into small, painful barbs, as if they had minds of their own. And the Domo worked its jaws as violently as it could without relinquishing its hold, trying to slice and saw clean through her Achilles tendon with his triangular teeth, which would make standing on that leg impossible (and thus, she'd be forced to release him, since trying to pry a small creature off the back of your bum leg while standing on your only good one would only make her lose her balance).
He whimpered into her flesh as her claws dug in, piercing his tough skin, but continued holding on as he prayed that the sheer blood loss would be taking its toll soon.
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 6:52 am
As easily as she could have used her free hand to balance against a cave wall, she saw the creature did not want to relinquish its grasp, and was tearing up her leg something fierce, forcing Oliviagre to hold back a barely-restrained scream of pain. Yes, blood loss would become a factor real quick, but she still had some time to act. If anyone's damage threshold would be remarkable, it would be a godling of pain.
Actually releasing her grip on the Domo, she lifted her left arm up near her right arm. Flexing it, her muscles tightening, a boney shard would messily emerge from her elbow joint, about 18 inches in length. With her left hand, she would fiercely break the own bone shard from her arm, leaving a calcified stump in its wake.
If the Domo was still hanging on at this point, she would turn to use the impromptu stake and stab it through the Domo's back and through her own leg.
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