Vulkan 707

The Room

*The large creature fails to parry Vases attack, and roars with agony as his gut is wretched open. It brings it maul up, and slams it's head on the ground sending out a fairly large shockwave of energy. The mutated Praetorian is on Horus, and tries to stab him with a electrified crystal. The other praetorian goes to meet Lecter, two long crystal spears in it's hands. Most of the red fleshed creatures are dead, though some of their mutated brethren still fight.*

*John is moving forward with his pistols, and puts one of the mutated red fleshed things down.*

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*The faceless creature with the distended jaw smile never leaves it's fucked up face. It waves it's hand one last time, and begins to walk away from the portal to the waiting tar dragon. A low rumbling can be heard under him, though it heads opposite of him towards the fight. It climbs on the dragons back, and they both fly north.*
*The rumbling gets ever closer to the group.*

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*The larger creature howls with rage as it's hit with the searing laser, it staggers back, and a larger hole is visible through it's chitin plate. It roars, and fires at the creatures surrounding Horus. The newly mutated creatures crowd around Horus, attacking with all manner of weapon.*

*Lecter's strike is true, and slices open the creatures head. It staggers for a moment, before toppling.*

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*The large creatures energy shield pops from Horus's attack, yet it turns it's attention to one of the praetorian. It fires it's strange purple beam, and this time the praetorian mutates.*
*It becomes much bigger, probably standing at twenty feet, and it's flesh turns to a dark shade of purple. The crystals on it's back become Jagged and misshapen, on top of that spark of purple lightning dance between the crystals. The creatures turns it's attention towards Horus, and from it's four arms bolts of purple energy shoot out.*

*John manages not to get impaled by one of the praetorian's spikes (Hooray), and he fires back at the creatures... again I kid you not he fucking misses.*

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*Some of the lesser red creatures get taken down by the gunfire, but doesn't seem to effect their morale. The larger one get's hit with the beam, but a crackling energy shield absorbs most the damage.*
*The red fleshed creatures press around Horus, stopping him from reaching the larger creature, or at least slashing the fuck out of him as he plows through them. While the other little ones engage Lecter and Beatix.*
*The large creature makes a series of low rumbling barks, and holds his maul head high. Then juts his maul towards the creatures engaged with Lecter and Beatrix. A purple beam fires out, and hits what the creature was aiming for, the lesser red fleshed creatures.*
*When the beam hits the red fleshed creatures immediately mutate, one grows in size, and also sprouts blade arms, another has a large toothy maw open up from where his chest cavity was. Overall each red fleshed creature becomes more durable and stronger, after the beam hits them.*
*The larger creature keeps firing it's beam, and if Horus managed to get next to him and stab him it's red crackling shield would take the hit. Also it turns, and swats him with one of it's forearms.*

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*John fires his quadbarrel at the towering beast with maul, and fucking hits thank fucking god.*
*It's red shield makes a loud pop, unless it did not get stabbed by Horus then in that case it still there.*

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*The faceless creature grins, and waves another two praetorians of Darkness (What Lecter fought before) forward.*
*They quickly take positions, and begin hurling their spear crystals at Eustace and John.*

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*As Eustace round hit, a crack of energy sounds out, and a strange rippling energy surrounds the floating monster. It opens it's maw to make another screech, but is silenced before it can speak by the beam from Sasha'a lance. It red chitin plate turns a amber color, and strange tar like liquid pours out from between it's armored plates.*
*A group of humanoid figures burst from the treeline, all appear to have apple red flesh, and strange spikes seem to be protuding from their shoulders. Their faces are covered by a metal plate seemingly fused with their face, all of them seem to be covered in the red chitin plate. Each holds a Jagged looking blue sword caked in dry blood, and some even sport shields made up of human flesh. The monsters charge the group weapons raised.*

*John aims at one of the leading metal faced creatures, and fires his quad barrel. Though he misses, again.*

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*The faceless creature watches through the eyes of the outlander (Floating creature.), and it's distended jaw makes a semblance of a grin.*
*He wordlessly waves a arm towards the fighting, and a massive creature close to the size of a two story house stomps forward on it's six hoofed legs. The creature also has red chitin plate all over it's body, and four meaty arms, two of which end in a stubby looking blade.It's head is a massive toothy grin, and three beady black eyes stare out towards the ensuing battle. With it's free arms it carries a huge maul, made up of strange bone and red crystals. Purple energy crackles around this creature, and the maul almost seems to pulses with a purple glow.*

The Room

*Jillian sits outside, and smokes her cigarette.*
*She watches the storm as if her gaze alone will eventually destroy it.

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*Sasha keeps working on her armor, cleaning and repairing ever inch of it.*

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*Gradually the group gets closer to the epicenter of the storm, as they travel the flashes of red lightning, and the boom of thunders get louder and more frequent.*
*John is completely on edge, and quickly looks around for any threats when finally he spots one of them. One of the floating creatures, seems to expose itself from behind a tree. It's Horizontal mouth opens displaying it's rows of needle blue teeth, and it's three digit hand already glows with red energy. The creature makes a high pitched screech, and a series of roars, shouts, and other unnatural things answer it.*
John: Shut that thing up!
*John fires his quad barrel, and misses, only grazing the tree next to the creature.*

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Fin

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*Jillian sits outside, and watches the forest. Her face is unreadable, as she stares off into the storm.*
*She then pulls out a cigarette, and lights up.*
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*John stops staring, and starts walking a few paces behind Vaseraga and Eustace.*
John: Welp hopefully that magic hurts the singu beasts.
*The strange nervous feeling starts to come over him, causing his palms to itch. He still smiles, but it's not really heart felt.*
John: Let's... keep moving...

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*Sasha spends her time taking off her armor, cleaning it, and doing whatever repairs she can. She wears her white body glove, and the optics part of her helm as she works.*

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*John smiles at Beatrix more cause of his bad habit of smiling at anything that smiles at him, and waves dumbly at her.*
John: Hello you!
*He watches her, and can't help but stare at her figure cause John is a perverted alcoholic (with a heart of gold xD).*
John: Yeah sure swords nice looking.
*Clearly not looking at sword.*

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*Gordon appears somewhere in the forest, miles from the room, and epicenter of the storm. He casually pulls out his tablet, taps a few things, and a red crack in reality tears itself open. Out of the crack plops a large black box, with a screen and keyboard. He casually clicks a few keys on the keyboard, and watches the screen flash to life. It takes a moment of loading, before it displays a word box with a simple question. 'Start buliding procedures now?' and next to that is a green yes button, and a red no button. He clicks the yes, and walks away from the device.*
*The machine hums to life, and gradually beings to unpack itself. More red rifts open up, spilling out similar boxes, which all begin to unpack. In a matter of minutes the boxes are able to makes a large metal bunker.*
*Gordon smiles, walks inside the small bunker, and begins his work.*

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*Jillian nods back.*
Jillian: As you say.
*She keeps walking along, ignoring the other two's conversation, and focusing on keeping guard.*

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*Gordon sighs with boredom, and checks his tablet one last time.*
Gordon: Sure Lion-O, and with that I think I will take my leave. I'm sure I'll be seeing you all very soon.
*He walks a few paces from the group, waves, and then suddenly he implodes. All that is left is a pile of ooze, which quickly begins to disintegrates.*