Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27235572-20150920191601/@comment-26423188-20151230060805

((I be reviving this because blood and gore make for some awesome RP. Anyone who wants to keep on going, do so.))

Milo thanked the owl girl quickly, before sidestepping a snake that probably wasn't supposed to be on the field. The snake hissed alarmingly when it was picked up by a swooping Stymphalian which proceeded to slurp it up, venom dripping down its beak like a tasty fettuccine alfredo sauce. The bird was rocketed to the side as three birds impaled with a siver arrow through their guts hit it, dropping onto the Orange Zone. A younger kitsune was delighted at this, snatching up the metallic creature, its fangs tearing through, revealing the black blood of the bird. The kitsune stuffed the whole dang thing into its mouth, iron feathers and all and started chewing, the clanging could be heard across the zone.

This scene made Milo glad that Diane knew a truffle guy.

Two feathers lodged into her right leg, and four more hit her arms. With no time to think, she pulled them out quickly, without stopping to let the pain sink in, and thrust them towards a random telekine that just happened to be nearby. The feathers splintered the body into a bloody carcass, the flesh jaggedly torn apart, the slimy organs flying through the air, the blood making everything slick with a sort of battle lust.

Meanwhile, Ixchel sat peacefully on the sidelines, listening to a healed, and persuading Vega. The magpie's long dark hair with shimmering stars was now kept back in a handy plait tucked into her starry chainmail. Her shin-guarded legs swung around as she demonstrated her exuberance for the class. She held a bronze makeshift mini-fan that blew a slight breeze across her glowing pink face.

"Oh come on Ixchel! Literally, this class is so amazing! Just like your medicine purse- Eeee!!! I just HAVE to get that in pink and blue! Anyway, this class is super cool! It's so much better than those bo-ring standardized tests! I just hate thos- Ow! Hey wait you sTUPID BIRD! WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM? YEAH I'M THE RULEBOOK THAT'S A SLAM(Huehehe Rin+Len! :3) THAT MAKESHIFT FAN YOU JUST BROKE TOOK ME A FULL 10 MINUTES YOU DIMWIT AVIAN! IT'S FREAKING 71 DEGREES OUT HERE, HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO SURVIVE? ARGH- I'LL MAKE YOU PAAAAAYY!!!" Vega's angry outburst made Ixchel jump back a yard or two.

The half-magpie took what was left of her broken fan and start beating the daylights out of anything she saw that could possibly wreck anymore of her inventions. The poor bird that had started this in the first place was yanked back by the hand of an angry Hunter. She pitched a 50 mph fastball towards the sky, shot up, used her rage to crush the bird's skull into it's body, breaking the spine, then pulling the skull away from the body. The iron feathers split and the body trembled with pain, but angry Vega took no notice, as she sent both pieces hurtling towards the ground so hard they bounced back up. Then she used her still-slightly-spinning fan to shred the bird into pieces, scattering bloody bits of monster around a part of the zone.

However, an angry Vega cannot be stopped easily. She grabbed hold of a large discarded spear that was left when someone killed a telekine, and waved it around like a maniac. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" She cried as she swung it like a baseball bat towards a telekine that waddled a little too near. It hit the monster straight on the face and sent it twirling straight into Red Zone territory, where a shadow quickly swallowed it up(seriously Vega should be on the baseball team). She twirled around, and drove the spear into a large row of slobbering monsters with matted, shaggy, fur, squirting crimson blood everywhere. She then tossed the spear away, obviously bored and looking for a new weapon.

Unfortunately for everyone, she triumphantly found a large hammer whose head represented a barrel. She smashed several furry beasts, the bones crumbling under the force of the hammer. It shouln't have been light enough for such a delicate little teenager like her to wield it easily, but somehow, she did. She swung it around again, using the momentum to catapult herself onto a wave of telekine, strangling them/bonking them on the head. After twisting their necks into knots and hurtling them towards the other end of the zone, she looked proudly(creepy...) at her work: the Yellow Zone was strewn with bloody carcasses, split bones, dripping venom, slimy organs, broken teeth and shreds of fur. However, they were being gobbled up (ew gross) by the remaining monsters, plenty enough.

She triumphantly marched back to Ixchel with a smile on her face. The adrenaline had finally wore off. "I showed them, didn't I?" She discarded her hammer and posed for Ixchel. "And you are SO taking me shopping!"

Ixchel, the peace-loving, calm medic of Hunters smiled at Vega, got up, strode into the Yellow Zone, and as gently and kindly as possible, started pelting the monsters with balls of mud and leaves.