[IC] Free For All

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

@Shadow Dragon@Dealdric

Mikkish punched his fist through the mouth then out the back of the head of a zombie that was getting too close.

He then raised his other hand "As a former mercenary, I can attest to what the vampire said about loyalty to the wrong people."

[Dealdric]

@Shadow Dragon@MikkishtheLeprechaun

Slaen brightened at the mages comment and clapped him on the shoulder. "You are made of stern stuff mage! I like you, but as for the blood-sucker..." and he charged and pinned the vamp. "Lady Hel is real, I've met her. She wouldn't save me for two reasons. One, she has duties to helheim, and can not be troubled. Two, she expects her warriors to return to her and destroy whoever opposed her, because an insult to me, is an insult to her. She made me out of the snow from the coldest part of Helheim, like so many of my siblings. And the goddess of death and of life distastes beings like you and in particular insults about her reliability. Mark my words well, demon-dealer, for they will be the closest thing friendly out of my mouth for you. I could freeze you and drag your soul to her. She'll reward me, that I know, cause she made my axe." and he released the vamp. He went back to Mikkish. "As for this being Valhalla, unlikely, for I'm not allowed in Valhalla, no one from the realm of death is. Neither is the undead, for Valkyries hate them more then ice warriors do. But the Valkyries do however know how to have a good time, especially if the other party are male warriors. He he. Oh, the old days when the gods waged war on the jotun. Now that was fun."

[Shadow Dragon]

He snarls, and jumps on his back, biting him on the neck. Slaen suddenly feels paralyzed, some black magic taking control of his body, rendering him motionless. He takes a draft of icy blood, and the wounds the spirit had done to him close. He releases his jaws from around his neck, and jumps off his back, up to the ceiling, where he hangs like a bat. His eyes glow a evil red. "Did your precious Lady save you? Did she come to defend you from the undead! No! The gods just use mortals to do their dirty work. They are completely worthless!"

[Gentlemanvaultboy]

"Uhhhhh, hey, guys?" Dog called up over the roar of the hose. The thing was actually a godsend, the stream knocking down zombies with ease. He had basically been holding this entire side all by himself from the ever encroaching horde, probably drawn by the blasting sounds of the rocket launcher, and that was before Zanni had shown up to start popping the zombies that fell. The hose wasn't nearly as harmful to him.

"Could we save this religious debate? I don't know how much longer the waters gonna go. Where do we head next?"

[Dealdric]

@Shadow Dragon

He he he hah! Foolish blood-sucker! My blood turns things to ice! You have about an hour before you are a nice wedding statue! He he he he hah! Slaen touched where the bite was and when he removed his hand, it was gone. "How many times must I tell you, I'm not a giant, I'm an Ice Spirit of Helheim! My blood is pure cold, my heart as cold as the void of space, and my skin stone!" Slaen walked over to the Vamp. "If you have a brain in your abominable body, I'd find a way to expell my essence from you."

[Shadow Dragon]

He grins, and raises his hand. A frosty jet of magic swirls around his hand, getting bigger by the second. "You didn't think I had a magic safe guard? My body will automatically eject magic from my system, leaving only the blood. I used to be able to direct it, but something about this place is weakening my magic."

[Dealdric]

@Shadow Dragon@Gentlemanvaultboy@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Strong Potato
"Then my blood is no longer in your system, for I am pure magic." Slaen said. Slaen walked over to Dog. "I concur, beast-man, but it seems our little bumbling band of beasties might want some introductions and clarifications first." and he patted Dog on the top of the head. He backed away and bowed lightly. "I am Slaen, the twenty-second Ice warrior made by Lady Hel, her guardian and soldier. I am captain of Helheim's Gate guard and the oldest entity here. Any Questions?"

[Strong Potato]

"What is your age?" (@Dealdric)

Zanni asked, seemingly only to protect his pride of living a little over 5 centuries.

"Maybe we can all share a bit of information so we get to know eachother before dying in this shopping mall or whatever."

[Gentlemanvaultboy]

Dog didn't know how to handle someone petting him on the head, but he appreciated it. Even if it was from a huge cold guy. "I been around for like 8 years." He shared. "At least, I think so. That's as far back as I remember at least. And, uh, my names not really Dog. It's Jackal. But everybody else called me Dog 'cause they said I was too nice. So I'm Dog now."

[Strong Potato]

"DOOOOOOOG? WHERE? TELL ME!!! YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE, NOT IN THIS LIFE, FILTHY PISS LICKING MAMMAL!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mu9F1iHCv2U
mental_stability.exe has stopped working

Zanni starts freaking out and starts slapping himself. As he starts hyperventilating and almost faints, he thinks about what other words Dog used in that same context.

"Wait... You mean... Dog is your name? How could you not tell me? I feel betrayed, you should be ashamed. You just made me lose my cool." (@Gentlemanvaultboy)

The zombie clown sits down and recollects his, more than usual, scattered mind.

[Dealdric]

@Strong Potato@Gentlemanvaultboy@Shadow Dragon@MikkishtheLeprechaun

Slaen held his stomach laughing. "By Lady Hel's bosom, jester, you are funny! But back to your question, I'm not too sure. The last time any of my siblings celebrated our birthdays was 15,672 B.C., and my last one was 19,381 B.C." he said scratching his head. "That was actually a very good night, met a nice Valkyrie, was very accurate, had a nice rear end. I wonder where she's at now?" Slaen was sitting on Nemesis's headless corpse now.

[Shadow Dragon]

"My name is Vinashy Reveetni. I am 12657 moons old. And I hate all "holy" things, blessed objects, blessed grounds." He glances at Slaen. "And no gods or goddesses have ever done a thing for me, so I hate them too. And I love a good fight."

[Dealdric]

@Shadow Dragon@Strong Potato@Gentlemanvaultboy@MikkishtheLeprechaun

Slaen exited his trance and looked at the vampire questioningly. "Who doesn't like a good fight? Those who can't fight can't survive. And your only ten and a half centuries old? I expected more from a vampire of your snobbishness." and he got up to the Zanni. "Jester? Anybody home?" and he put his index finger on Zanni's forehead with just enough cold to make anyone notice.

[Shadow Dragon]

"I killed all the others. Any other vampire is younger then me. I stole the other vampires power, so no undead can compete with me." He grins. "And I used that power to kill a god."

[Strong Potato]

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I SURRENDER! COLD, I TELL YOU, COLD!"

Zanni tries to get up, but is still getting pushed down by the cold finger. Zanni starts to calm down and regains his ability to properly communicate. He pushes the finger away and pulls himself up.

"Guys, this isn't a weenie measurement contest. If you all are as strong as you claim, why the need to show off? It doesn't add anything to your powers, right?" (@Dealdric,@Shadow Dragon)

Zanni starts counting his knives.

"Besides, your display of powers is cool and all, but we got trumped by who or whatever kidnapped us anyway, so measure fiddles with that."

He counts 15.

"Anyways, what next?"

[Dealdric]

@Strong Potato@Shadow Dragon@Gentlemanvaultboy@MikkishtheLeprechaun

Slaen smirked. "Well, you are funny, but not stable, the vampire I don't like, Dog is inexperienced, and I've haven't been on the mortal plane for centuries. I say the Mage points us in the direction. and Slaen walked up to Mikkish. He saw the bites. "Human, you might want to heal those. Never underestimate the undead." Slaen's icy orbs glanced the vampire. "They always have as many tricks as Loki, even if the brains of Thor is something they have." Slaen turns to the killer clown. "Not this one though, he has better humor than my sister, Foryna! And that's impressive indeed, for she regularly entertains Lady Hel for that very reason." Slaen turns to the vamp. "Must not have been an impressive god then. Or maybe a half-blood? I hear they sometimes betray their parents to take their place whilst among mortals. I know for one that most of the gods I know could snap their fingers and all of us die in less than a heartbeat."

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

@Dealdric@Strong Potato@Shadow Dragon@Gentlemanvaultboy

"I agree with Bozo, enough with the pissing contest." Mikkish said, then hearing another couple shotgun blasts go off from elsewhere in the mall.

"If I'm leading, we're following those gunshots. Could be someone with some answers." He said, walking in the direction of the gunshots "And don't worry about the bites. My magic purges viruses and diseases." Mikkish said this with the utmost certainty.

Slogging through the gore laden mall, littered with the bloody remains of the zombies him and his new friends had just killed, Mikkish decided to check the note he got from the body of the apocalypse girl.

"I been here before" Was all it said.

"Well thats helpful." Mikkish griped, before chucking it on the ground.

[Shadow Dragon]

He hisses, and begins following them. "Where I come from, anyone can earn the title of a god, by defeating them in combat. Then the victor gains their powers. I killed the god of bloodshed, and so earned my...special talents." He begins muttering under his breath in a strange language that sounds like boiling blood and nightmares.

[Dealdric]

@Shadow Dragon

Slaen slows next to the vamp. "Then that ain't a god. God may seem a title, but a true god can't die unless he or she's aspect dies, the being your talking about, if powerful, most likely a demigod. And I know very few who can beat them. So you've just earned some respect from me, demon-dealer." and he walked a tad faster. "By the way, do you know what the mage meant by shotgun?"

[Shadow Dragon]

"Demon? I'm not a demon. Those are big, winged, firey soul dealers. I'm a purebreed vampire. And as for what the mage was talking about, I think you called it a boomstick? It's a big metal tube that flings small metal orbs fast enough to kill someone. Like this thing." He raises the rocket launcher. "This is a very big one, I believe. I am unsure what the difference between them are, but they all seem to be very useful weapons."