Re: Sowing the seeds... [CLOSED]

by **The Nekromonga** November 10th 2013, 6:43 pm

Shauna blinked a few times, before realizing that those two villains down there hadn't noticed her dead giveaway rescue of the humans. She weighed her actions, now that her initial need for vengeance subsided and her mind was cleared up. She witnessed one random metahuman got close to Thistle, but was promptly assaulted by hostile vines. However, she was far enough and high up enough that retaliation would take a serious effort from the plant woman.

She didn't have to go through with this... she saved alot of people today, and she could just leave... but then again, if Thistle continued to live, more people would suffer. It was the classical dilemma Shauna had run into before, what her family faced on a regular basis dealing with villains, and she hesitated. She could just walk away now.

She could.

The air crackled and ignited as Shauna's intense laser beams fire from her eyes, intent on reducing Thistle to a pile of ash.

by **creator** November 10th 2013, 6:55 pm

For a minute the woman sat their looking at yumo with a very mad expression. She pointed at yumo and vines thrusted towards him from the ground intent on skewering him if possible. Yumo jumped off the lamppost and grabbed onto the vines as they rushed past the lamp. He then latched a few strands of blood onto the end of the vines and thrusted them back into the ground. Yumo turned and smiled at the woman who thought she had dealt with him.

"Time to get started then." He said then he latched to the upper part of the building next to the plant woman and lurched forward flying a few feet into the air.

When the strands of blood began to loosen he released the red liquid and kicked out with his feet sending streams down towards two nearby minions. He abruptly rocketed downward and crushed the heads of one of the monsters and then grabbing onto the other and punching it repeatedly until it fell to the floor allowing yumo to stand atop its head.

"Did I say something rude?" He asked the plant woman as she angrily looked at the other guy who was now circling her along with his followers.

They wasted no time in blasting her with bolts of weird energy and then when things couldn't get even more fun for yumo lasers began to shot from a nearby hill top.

by Venus November 13th 2013, 4:07 pm

Silent sirens exploded from the pores of the plantlife around her. She looked to them alarmed, before they made enough sense and warned her of the impending laser blast soaring towards her figure. Her head turned to face Stephanie, who was beginning to fire blasts at her, and that the worm she'd attempted to destroy had survived and was now daring to speak to her. Sensing that she had no other choice, the wooden spikes beneath the floor moved quickly before Thistle, and pierced around her in a rough circle. The sound of wood groaning was heard as they all bent into the shape of a hook and dragged the imperfect circle under the ground.

Thistle's absence from the equation now meant that the beam from Shauna was soaring towards the body of Greogry, one of Ouro's minions, and Stephanies blasts were now spiralling towards Yumo, it was quite the criss-cross.

From under the earth, Thistle silently ordered the plant-like animals that were currently not chasing any more prey to start running in the direction of Shauna, their wooden teeth drooling with sap. Their legs pounded like drums while they sprinted, kicking dirt behind them. Thistle's personal rage seemed to be charging into them, they seemed just as offended that such a hideous, insignificant little speck would actually dare to try and harm her. What an arrogant little bug...

When the firing had stopped above her, she would rise from the dirt once again.

by **Zell** November 13th 2013, 8:57 pm

In seconds everything had changed. Gregory was hit by the deflected beam from the little laser-girl, leaving him to snarl as his eyes began to glow harsher and harsher. Seeing the energy beams of the ethereal woman made Ouro smile even farther though, forcing another person into the fray. But despite all of this Ouro just stood there. His flat-lined grin turned up into a sharp-toothy smile, his eyes glowing with Ethereal, and a little chuckle escaped. ”You sassy bitch…“ Was all he said before looking up truly amused with the progression of things.

      “I love it.” He noted, the new defenses she had built were made of the typical forces of nature. Roots, wood and soil, nothing too impressive. However… it was rather interesting to see how the elements seemed to respond to her beck and call, how it somehow was fortified and made more powerful because she called upon it. This Thistle woman would LOVE Kaisses, especially when he gets kicked out of stores, the poor wolf just doesn’t understand druidic werewolves who command the forces of nature are not well loved. Ouroboros found himself roused form his thoughts when he noticed this eye-laser woman love, he was careful to keep tabs on her, she was a potential headache in development…not like this “Thistle” so far. She was reacting exactly as he predicted, and because she was predictable, she was unable to win. Ouroboros sighed, he’d not even need to use his true skill for this it seemed. A Genocidal ginger and two Heroic types. This was unfair…bring in a few tanks and then Ouro MIGHT consider it a challenge.

      ”Gregory…stop being so dramatic. Go help the human fight off the plants.” Ouroboros ordered, and with only a look of shame, Gregory charged for Shauna, jumping into the fray and taking down a couple of the plants that would harm her. Granted, Gregory EARNED his kills, and these plants were not exactly easy prey for a fledgling Ethereal. Ouroboros simply let Gregory slip his mind at this point, the fool didn’t even attempt to dodge the blast that had been redirected at him. To Ouroboros this made him weak, he was either too slow to react, or he was too ignorant to do anything. He was officially a liability, and thus Ouroboros washed his hands of the fledgling, should he survive this little conflict he would have won a second chance, but should he die he would not even be a memory to the Ethereal King.

      ”Stephanie, you’re doing marvelous, keep throwing the energy her way darling” Ouroboros said. His attention and praises warranted the Ethereal woman to pick up the pace, she kept throwing Ethereal energy bolts into the ground, at any form of nature life she could find. Ouroboros smirked, for Stephanie was more useful than she could ever know, and what seemed like futile attempts to all around, was really the strategic genius of the Perfect Being.

      ”What do I do?” Ouro’s newest “Advisor” asked. Ouro looked to him with a slight smile and shrugged with arched eyebrows.

      ”Just stand there and look beautiful?” Ourobors asked the kid, getting a strange glare in response. ”That means I shouldn’t have to tell you what to do. There’s plenty around here to do…so go do it. Take your pick.” Ouroboros sighed as he watched Stephanie continue her assault on the earthen forces.

Ouroboros’ Minions:

(Gregory is now under Shauna Master’s command)

by **The Nekromonga** November 19th 2013, 10:32 pm

"Can't pull out the roots, start hacking away at the stems." Shaun's mind somehow wandered into a gardening metaphor when dealing with Thistle; she emptied her assault rifle into the plants, dealing minuscule damage; she wondered why she even bothered with it. Something about the feel of a firearm shooting at full automatic, she supposed.

She watched as the plant creatures rapidly begun scaling the high elevation that was supposed to be her defense. It was still a good vantage point, and the horde began converging on Shauna's position- as they came together and condensed, Shauna lets loose with her birth power, ripping through the plants with the power of the sun behind her every eyeball. They were alot tougher than one would expect animate plants would be though, and would not ignite so readily from the laser beams.

Still, it was a display of sheer destructive power, as plant matter exploded into ash and boiling sap on contact with the laser, the dense moisture of the plants the only thing preventing the spread of fire. Shauna stood her ground, until the horde came within that critical distance, finally climbing over the edge and causing her to take steps back. She blasted them one by one, her eyes smoking and face contorted into a focused rage.

She was taken by surprise when Gregory was... helping her? She didn't quite get why. She supposed they weren't teamed up with the boss plant, and was grateful. Shauna was compelled to stay and fight, having to prune the problem thoroughly. She only wondered how the battle would continue from this point.

by **creator** November 23rd 2013, 8:51 pm

Yumo cracked his knuckles as he jumped in the air to dodge an incoming ball of energy. He slowly spiraled letting the blood spill out like spider thread, then as it raveled around him he formed needles out of it. He moved his arms in the form of someone Directing music as the needles rushed into the nearby plants intent on piercing her minions to force out the plant lady within.

" Hey lady what happened, why'd you stop with the attacks." He said swing more blood to latch onto the floor and begin pounding on it.

The force of his impact echoed as the ground slightly shook and his bones vibrated. He smiled satanically as he barraged the pavement, waiting for it to crack so he could pound the woman inside. His hands began to ache for the feel of her skin in his hands as he broke her.

"What's wrong why won't you fight back." He said laughingly as he constantly wailed on the ground.

by **Thistle** November 26th 2013, 7:17 pm

While she was entombed beneath the ground, a thought grew within Thistle's head. It was one of the irritating ones that just happens to infect your brain and distract you when you're trying to focus on an increasing agitating task, such as removing pests. The thought was that the one who was leading the smaller group who had proclaimed some form of kinship with nature. She'd thought it was mere arrogance at first, and mistook him for claiming that he'd been responsible for all the vast and uncountable beauties nature had provided for the planet. After he quelled her rage he spoke about how his people had grown some form of natural paradise on their own lands. The thought was one she would normally dismiss, as first they were not their lands, if they were anyone's, they were hers. And secondly, the sentient lifeforms on this planet were not capable of creating a 'paradise' for nature, as that goes against their very nature. They desire to suck the world's resources dry, pump out the nutrients of the ground and slurp them up like a hungry lamb. It was a sickening thought, but she decided that, for once, she would heed the mortal out. Give it a chance to worship her and flee, and take his irritating friends with him. But, if they should decide to decline her politeness and respect and courtesy to the first people she's met who actually seem to give a damn about the nature on her planet. It was, the least she could do. Although the irritating high pitched brat who seemed intent on dying would not receive the same mercy.

She shook her head, her hair danced down her back with the motion and her green eyes finally focusing on the situation she was in. She had a stupid human moron who thought he was the king of the world, a crown easily choked, poisoned and lacerated from a top his head, bashing at her head and the higher being's pet getting ready to blast her. Once again her obviously brilliant mind went back to work, and formulated a basic yet effective plan. A wicked grin bloomed on her face, and she slowly extended her hands upwards, like spires of power. Obediently heeding the call of their mistress, wooden limbs that tore her under the earth raised their limbs upwards in worship, before she flicked her wrist skywards with a small grunt. The wooden spears tore through the earth, flying towards the chest of Yumo. But instead of trying to spear him, they quickly changed their shape into human like hands and tightly squeezed his arms and legs together. They held him so tightly, that even breathing was a chore. A similar attempt was made against Stephanie, except with her they immediately exploded from the ground around her in a spiral shape and tried to tightly cocoon her and greatly restrict her body movements, while, mostly importantly, attempting to insulate that infuriating energy projection which she wielded all too gleefully and with itchy trigger fingers.

The sound of wood stretching was heard before the ground was parted open by wooden shards which were vaguely shaped like teeth, and out on the mouth's green petal textured tongue Thistle ascended, rising up in the jaws of a monsterous tree construct. It slowly bent over into an C shape, and politely allowed her to step down from the pedestal. The spiraling flower tongue slowly mutated and split into several smaller branches before it sunk back into the hole she'd created. The wooden teeth changed their shape and began to pull the concrete slabs over the casym. She grinned, pacing towards the restricted Yumo. When she reached his young face, her delicate hands brushed some of his hair aside, a sinister grin grew on her red lips. The wooden bindings which held him hosted him up, and placed her arms around his neck turning her head to the side. The restraints tightened on his chest to make him wheeze his mouth open, before she sent her slimey near-purple tongue into his jaw. Her toxic saliva mixed with his, and with it, invisibly, the poison spores of the disease known as Thislytus slithered into his system beginning to infect his body. As she pulled back, she laughed once again before swinging her hand to the right, causing the restraints to send Yumo barrel rolling through the air towards a window. Turning around to face the trio, she tilted her head and resumed a non-violent posture, trying to show that negotiations for their release were open...

by **Zell** December 14th 2013, 6:44 pm

The roots began to spawn, and Ouroboros knew exactly what was headed nex. It was about time he put things in his favor. He looked to Stephanie. In an instant his eyes had changed and as he activated some of his potential. In an instant, so many things had changed, yet nothing at all was different. Thistle emerged on a large wood like structure, being her pretentiously dramatic self before deciding that she would suck face with the one she had caught, what was his name. Yumo? It didn't matter, the boy would not die tonight. Though Ouroboros would allow the poison to act a little longer, just long enough to knock him out and get his dumbass out of the conflict. Ouroboros just smiled sweetly, closed his eyes a little as Thistle looked to him, and the "captured" Stephanie.

So she kisses a boy, kills him, and acts like she's accomplished something. Ouroboros looked to Stephanie, who was fitting in as an Ethereal quite well, she didn't even give Thistle the satisfaction of a pained look. Ouroboros would have saved here then and there, but to have Stephanie suffer and wait would be to force her to believe in him, to have faith that her master would be as loyal to her as she was to him.

"I'd love to congratulate you, but I have a feeling that you've hunted bigger game before." Ouroboros said with a little smirk. "I assume you've stopped for a reason dear spirit?"

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