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 Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:40 pm
((Skuld went away. sad Would Arell be her love interest? That would be cute!))
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:42 pm
((Nuts! I kinda wanted to see the results of the Mexican Standoff but that would be kinda cool.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:42 pm
Hey so you turn into a gator? Crystal IS from New Orleans you know... And she does have a fur (Animalistic people) fetish. *Winks* lol XD))
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:44 pm
//Wow, this is the most coordinated uncoordinated attack I've seen in a while. Poor Russell. gonk //
At top, the goon with the uzi screamed from his fingers being tangled up in the trigger guard. The last goon had visually followed Robin's path,and was close enough to swing a wooden board at the back of Robin's skull.
The three goons near Catgirl got nailed by the concussive force of the explosion. Unfortunately for one of the goons, he tried to aim a tazer at the feline hero. The shot bounced off a piece of machinery, and the hooks landed on his own face and activated.
Mr. Brooks barely rolled out of the way of Arell's bowie knife, "Who the heck do you think you are?! Crocodile Dundee?! You actually tried to kill me with that mail order piece of s**t!?!?" Chris had shouted at Arell ducked behind a large piece of machinery. While he was shouting, Chris put his rifle down and retrieved a M16A2 fitted with the M203 40 mm grenade launcher right where he left it.
Brooks aimed from almost total cover at the general area where Arell was and lauched a gernade at him.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:45 pm
((Yeah, it's a voodoo curse that was put on him back in Thibodeaux. She originally took the sight out of his left eye, he just made a computer out of it . . . if she has that fetish, then she may like this guy. XD))
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:53 pm
((OH s**t!! Although I do like that most people automatically think Arell's Crocodile Dundee . . . that's awesome! Unfortunately, though, the knife was thrown at Chris, Arell's just taunting Brooksy-boy . . . who best be careful. May bite his leg off!))
"Mail order?!? That's genuine Stainless steel!" Arell shouted as he stepped into the moonlight. "As for yer question, che' . . . no, I'm NOT Crocodile Dundee. I'm de Gator Man, Punkass!"
All of a sudden he started glowing green as Brooks' and Chris' grenades zinged past the Cajun. His muscles grew massively as fangs grew from his teeth. All of a sudden, the marksman before them turned into the 900 pound, twenty-foot long and mad as hell Alligator. He quickly noticed Chris' presence and thrashed his tail at his legs, tripping the gunman as he immediately charged at Mr. Brooks. Snack time! the Gator thought.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:54 pm
((Oh, good lord. rolleyes Speaking of which, Skuld, where is Starfire right now? d**k sort of thinks she's dead at this point. sweatdrop ))
Robin had just enough time to send his opponent groaning to the floor with a well-aimed punch to the nose, and then something hard connected solidly to the back of his skull. He stumbled forward a step, his groan of stunned pain turning into a growl as he turned around, looping his left arm over the board and bringing his right leg up in a lightning-fast round kick. How had this guy snuck up on him? Did this ever happen to Batman? Hoooo no. You stood a better chance of hitting him if you came at him head on. How did he do it?
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:55 pm
((You really know your Louisiana cities. I like that. See I'm from New Orleans IRL. I just had to move after Katrina... Now I'm back in Baton Rouge though.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:58 pm
((That's awesome! I haven't been to Louisiana, but I'm part Cajun IRL and am infatuated with Louisiana and Gulf Coast cultures . . . Maryland just don't have the same kinda glow, but both NOLA and Baton Rouge? That's all kindsa cool!))
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:59 pm
Crystal Smiled and ran past the uncontentious goons. She stopped around the corner from where that goon that was in the alleyway earlier. She could smell him, she could also smell gun powder and held her ears as the grenade went off.
Crystal then quickly jumped out from around the corner quietly and held two fists full of six kunai, one between each finger.
Crystal saw the Alligator man and gawked. He was HUGE.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 12:01 am
((I've lived all over Louisiana, From New Orleans to Covington.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 12:02 am
Arell saw Crystal, turned around and winked, as if almost to say "Just sit tight, whoever y'are, I'll be human in just a bit. I just gotta eat this fool!" and refocused himself on Mr. Brooks, letting him have whatever last request before he bit his leg off.
((That's awesome! Ever attend the Crawfish Festival in Breaux Bridge?))
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 12:07 am
Crystal grinned widely as she spoke in animal. "Tis' alright, I can wait. Just don't kill him, it goes against my ethnics. Besides he belongs in Arkham."
Crystal leaned against the wall, placing her kunai back into her pockets.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 12:13 am
Arell caught the message, and replied in as best he could. "Don't kill him? I was just gonna take his leg if that's okay by you. Human side of me don't appreciate it when I eat human 'cause he get blamed for it." he tried to relay . . . the whole animal-speak was new to the Cajun. Either way, something had to be done.
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