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 Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 9:26 pm
Youma: 1 Lyra: 0
She swore thats what the night was turning out to be like. Having a bad day she decided it might be best to try and rid the world of a few more youma. While successful in her other weaker ones from earlier-... and a slight mishap where one somehow fled... it was turning out to be a good night.
That was- until this battle had popped up. She actually was not looking for this fight- she was on her way home in her civilian clothing and was ambushed un-expectantly. Shoot.
She had quickly changed into her Senshi gear- reading herself for another fight. That was until the beast made a massive swipe at her side. She could feel the claws against her flesh- that was going to sting in the morning. She was flung to the side like a unwanted rag doll, and hit the ground hard with a 'omf'. It was during that brief moment she looked up and got a look at the beast.
It looked like some sort of mini mountain. A giant- its arms and legs where bulky and with long claws they seemed more menacing. The stench that came off it was not the best she has ever smelt either- old gym socks. Ew.
She tried to pick herself up and use her attack- only to be once again flung to the ground. This was not going to be a good night.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 9:40 pm
She could smell the youma from miles away, or at least it seemed to be that way. Someone would probably pass it off as a sewage leak, but Nemesis knew better by now to just let it go un-checked. There was no point in letting a youma cause destruction because someone was too lazy to go check it out and make sure it was an unnatural problem instead of something that could occur within normal human logic. She had already transformed earlier in the night, and for most of the early evening it seemed like there would be no trouble.
So, of course when she was just beginning to believe nothing bad would happen, a STINK MONSTER shows up, or smells up, whatever. Nemesis skirted across the tops of a few buildings, avoiding the streets mainly because the police were still hanging around looking for senshi. She silently cursed the day that Sailor Nea had been awakened, and was still going to run along with the idea that if she ever saw the b***h again, she'd kill her.
Nemesis saw the form of the youma in the distance, but smelt it strongly first. It would be really great if she could find some sort of weapon to go in with first... and glancing around her, she looked to see if there was anything readily available. The only thing that prevented her from actually finding a weapon was that a ******** SENSHI was flung not a few yards away from her. She couldn't... she just flat-out couldn't believe it, that another senshi had came across the youma first and was getting their a** handed to them.
Strangely, without hesitation, she interposed herself between the youma and the fallen sailor scout. Normally Nemesis wasn't the sort of girl for rescues, but she felt like it tonight. "Oh god you stink," she groaned, "I should make this quick before your stench clings to my clothes." It wasn't the time for cheesy introductions (no matter how partial she was to introducing herself as Sailor Nemesis). "Let's slow you down! Decay of movement!"
She turned a little to stare at the senshi behind her, and with a small curse, reached out to try and snag her arm and drag her along with her out of the youma's range of attack. It'd be a while before the paralysis set in, and she really didn't want that thing to HIT her and stink her up.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 7:56 pm
Shoot, that hurt. Was all Lyra would think of. Not only being tossed around TWICE, but the wound on her side hurt like a b***h. The smell of the stupid youma didn't help much either- she swore some of the stupid youma used their smell as a homing device to find each other. Stupid things.
That was when the second senshi showed up.. she didnt even hear her approach until she placed herself between the Beast and herself. She didnt even have much of a chance to say anything before the other senshi fired a power at the youma- and was hauling her away so another hit wasnt made. For some reason the thing jsut got SMELLIER as time went by
"Here i thought the thing couldn't smell worse- augh." She stood up behind the other senshi- clutching her side from the gash wound. She wanted to say something but decided introductions were better later.
"Nebula scatter!" A dust soon filled the air around them- making visibility poor for not only the beast but the senshi as well. The downside for the youma, was that the dust filtered into his eyes and lungs, causing the creature to gag and scream out in pain as his eyes and lungs burned (do they even have lungs? oh well something burned!). The youma flailed around in his pain and anger- causing Lyra to jump backwards a little more. Luckily, those effects did not affect senshi.
It was a good thing the Youma was a mini mountain- its shadow was easy to make out.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 6:32 pm
"If this smell sticks to me I swear I'm going to kill you," she growled to the other sailor scout. But, at the moment, she seemed more intent on killing the stench-filled youma instead of Sailor Lyra. It also seemed like she was just slightly more intent on bitching than attacking the youma, so it wasn't exactly a win-win situation. The black and blue senshi paused, her gaze moving to asses the youma. Well, the thing certainly wasn't the fastest of creatures, and for the moment she was out of the immediate danger zone.
Time to take a breather... wait, what the ******** was that other scout doing, throwing pixie dust into the air? "Are you a fairy?" she felt the slight inclination to ask... but by the youma's sudden screams of agony she realized that it was some damned nice pixie dust. The creature grew less focused on them and more focused on stopping the pain that this pixie dust had seemingly induced.
She watched the youma critically, remaining careful to keep out of its way, looking for the first sign that the youma was slowing down. "Do you have any idea how to kill it? Or what to kill it with, rather." Her attack certainly wouldn't kill it, and it seemed this scout's attack wouldn't either. They'd have to improvise somehow.
For the moment, though, she began to notice the slow paralysis - the youma seemed oblivious to it in the face of the pain Lyra's pixie dust had caused it, but Nemesis could see it, the slow paralysis... the inability to move its fingers. It was definitely settling in. "I can paralyze the thing, but what after that?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:23 pm
She winced at the others agression- but she soon brushed it off her shoulder because of the current task on hand. Her attack now in the air- she was just greatful it did not effect senshi or Humans.
She stood up- her human side knowing she would definitely be sore in the morning. As a senshi though, she was able to take more hits now and be sore later after the battle was finished. For a little while she wondered what the other senshi's attach DID. She did not notice anything immediately..... but she soon noticed the Youma was slowing down... slower... slower...
So while the dust in its eyes did cause it to go into a bit of a blind rage- Nemisis's attack caused it to lock up? That was a pretty powerful move- even if it did take a while to set in.
"Uhm.... i noticed my attack is more defensive to hide us, but it also irritates the enemy's eyes and lungs if breathed in for too long." They needed to act fast- she did not know how long the paralysis lasted. "I guess we beat it up?" She said giving her best "hurr ok" Look. "How long does your attack keep it paralyzed?" Watching the youma she waited until it was moving slow enough- before she approached it closer.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:47 pm
Her gaze was locked on the youma, watching it carefully lest it begin to struggle in their direction again. But, no, it seemed like the combination of both of their anti-aggressive attacks were actually doing the trick. If they weren't fighting Nemesis would have made some remark on that, but instead she was too busy trying to find some way to beat it up now that it was almost completely immobilized. The movements the youma made grew slower and slower, and now would be the ripe time to attack... If she had something to attack with.
"Seems like the only thing we CAN do right now. So, agreed, we can beat it up." It would be the perfect opportunity for Nemesis to vent a little. "Mine won't last too long. I never considered timing it before, but it'll paralyze that thing completely for a little while, and then slowly start to fade away. If we attack now we can probably defeat it with little worry." Nemesis glanced around her, still looking for something to attack with. It just so happened that the lid to a garbage can was all she could find at the moment. It was... sort of a weapon. The lid was hard, probably some sort of medal. If she used the side of the garbage can lid it'd do SOME damage.
"I'm going in!" she informed Lyra, which meant the girl BETTER follow her or she'll be pissed afterward. Nemesis grabbed the lid to the garbage can and charged the youma, swinging the lid against the side of the creature's head. It couldn't do anything against her, not in the state it was in currently. The youma was already hurting from Lyra's attack, and now it would hurt doubly from Nemesis'.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 9:50 pm
She did not need to be told twice. Seeing that the other senshi was taking the leading roll attacking the Youma- Sailor Lyra looked around for something to use as a weapon. No... a pizza box wouldnt be a good weapon... nor would a opened bottle of soda.
Nestled behind the trash cans was a tossed aside metal pole... it looked like something used to hold up shelving? It was rusty and a bit icky looking... but beggars cant be choosers?
She grabbed it and found out it was a little heavy for her. Manning up- she lifted it up and charged for the now semi paralyzed youma and swung at his arm- dealing a pretty hard blow. She hit the opposit side that Nemesis did- so the youma's body went in two different directions at the same time with a nasty POPing noise that something dislocated.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 10:34 pm
Nemesis was almost miffed that Lyra had managed to find a better weapon then her, and wasn't using the pipe how she would have used it. She would have stabbed the youma in the chest... but hey, whatever they were doing seemed to be working. Nemesis couldn't properly complain. Her eyes narrowed as she watched the youma's body being torn between going in two opposite directions. It was a perfectly unplanned execution of an attack. The creature groaned in pain, because that was the only sound it really could make. Whether it was from the paralysis, or that was just the sound it naturally made, that seemed to be the most obvious voice of its pain.
The senshi of decay didn't let up after her first assault, though. No, while the youma was paralyzed, she was going to get in as many hits as possible. She swung the trash can lid up in a huge arch, slamming it into what might have been the creature's chin. Either way, it made that same moaning noise of pain. Nemesis grinned with triumph, and like always, she got carried away when beating something up. She swung the lid again and again into any vulnerable portion on the youma's body. Some might have called it cruel and unusual punishment. Nemesis called it 'Kicking a**'.
It was what she did best.
"You want to finish it off?" she yelled to Lyra.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:15 am
Following the other senshi's lead she also continued to whack at the Youma. After one more whack or two though... her rusty 'ol pipe broke in half- the broken half flinging itself to the side. Lord knows how long that pipe was out in the elements.. it was well hidden behind those forgotten trash cans.
She dropped her part of the pipe- and instead resorted to punching the hell out of it. The youma was clearly crying out in agony- at least she thought that was the noise of it crying, she felt no remorse. It was a evil creature and needed to be removed from this world before it killed another innocent victim. They were like a disease- one that only a few select few could stop. Does that mean they were the equivalent to white blood cells? Weird thought....
Her own attack had now faded- so Its eyes constantly stared down at the two in shear anger- if looks could kill...
Her fists grew more sore with each punch- the duo had caused yet another POP sound- was its bones breaking? Did they have bones? With the last command- she decided it was time to put the sucker out of its misery. She tossed half of the pole at Nemesis for her to use- and she kept half for herself.
A few paces retreated- she held the pole like a jouster would. She then lunged- aiming for where she thought the heart would be. The now jagged edge of the weapon went into the youma as if he were butter. The beast let out another loud and terrified scream- fighting the effects of the paralysis it seemed like it could flail around yet a little more. She pulled out the pole- a tidewave of green crap came out of the creature. "Stab it!" The youma was making enough noise to attract some attention- if they stabbed at the beast enough it will finally die and disapear... taking all of the traces left behind with it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 12:04 pm
Her gloved hand easily closed around the half of the lead pipe that the other sailor scout had tossed at her. Maybe it would be of more use now that it was broken in half, its edges ragged and sharper. This was a weapon more to Nemesis' preference. She couldn't just hit things with it now, on top of that she could stab things. A certain youma was going to be stabbed to death. As Lyra posed for her own attack, Nemesis circled back behind the still creature. She held the broken pipe out in front of somewhat like what she had seen someone do with a sword in a movie. Of course, she wasn't going to slash it... but the pose would do well enough.
Digging her heels into the ground, she charged the youma, driving the sharp end of her lead pipe into the creature's back. With a hard twist of her wrist the creature screamed. Her attack was beginning to wear off too, but it seemed like they had decided to deal the finishing blows just in time. The youma's body convulsed as she pulled out the pipe, its green blood seeping down onto the ground. Little by little the creature itself began to fall apart, its hand sliding away the rest of his body to drop to the ground detached, eventually melting away entirely. The rest of the youma followed, melting before their eyes into nothing.
"Ugh, this is totally going to be it for my night's work." Nemesis, now that the battle had been safely assured in her favor, wanted to go home and get the stink off of her body. Even now the smell lingered, making her scrunch up her nose in disgust.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 10:07 am
The deed was done- the creature was dead. The first stab had hurt the Youma but it was not enough to deal the killing blow, their combined efforts is what inevitably caused the monsters downfall. Boy was it a downfall too- its whole body seemed to convulse and disintegrate. The final result being it fading away into nothing... at least they didnt have to hide chunks of giant limbs from the public.
While all of the gore was now missing- she still felt really grotesque. She felt like the gore was still all over her... the other youma she fought earlier were in no way as messy as this one was. No one ever said their jobs were clean.
"Your not the only one." She grinned- too tired to do anything other than smile at the other senshi. She gagged soon- also getting a huge wiff of the still lingering scent.
Its not every day she met another senshi- but she decided to call it a day due to exhaustion. "Im sailor Lyra- if you ever want some to patrol with feel free to call me." With one last smile and nod- she ran down the alleyway and towards her home. Soon after she knew she was alone- she ducked behind a mailbox and transformed back to civilian before continuing her trip home.
Ow, she already hurt.
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