Revenge is Bitter [Marta Group A2 Storyteller Thread]

It was quite the display, The whole place was lighting up like a brightened up Christmas tree or maybe better yet a loud fireworks display. The sights were enough to enrapture anyone looking upon them with gazing eyes. Mami's black voids simply staring off into nothing however as the metallic eyes upon her arms blinked several times taking in the view from several different angles as each eye seemed to look off into this way or that. Clicking shut a little more loudly now and again as if recording or snapping mechanical snap shots of the burning light show before them. All the while her sniffer catching the smell of burning materials from wood, metal, to even what smelled liked cooking meat faintly on the wind breezing about. The loud bangs and sounds of voices adding the musical back drop along with the raging pops and roars of the bright glimmering fire. It was quite the spectacular show for all the senses.

Mami would slowly approach the main door whether people were fleeing or not. Taking a few moments to relaxingly hold the the tommy gun in her arms. Waiting till she was just close enough where it felt most right when she'd start to add some more chaos and lights to the destruction of her own. The metallic shine of her metal sharp toothed grin shining on her face reverse effect of her empty black voids for eyes that were somewhat shadowed from the rim of her top hat. But when she was close enough the muzzle flashes would brighten up and chase away those shadows in their blinding flashes.

The ratatatat of the gun fired off several times into the walls of the burning building and aiming to lazily shoot through various windows and the main entrance. Likely aiming loosely at a anyone that attempted to flee said building as well.  The bullets soaring as if it were all some silly game. "Common out boys and girls, Don't make me come in and get you,... Heh or worse let the fire smoke your asses out!" She'd say as she briefly wielded the gun with one hand and placed a large cigar in her metallic mouth chomping on it and lighting it with a built in lighter in her thumb. Chuckling all the while as she did so curious to see what these people would choose? A firing squad or the burning fire raging around them for those still inside.

An orphanage. One of the more miserable structures in any city, an orphanage was a reminder of both the horrible cruelty and unfairness of the world itself and the love and care humans were capable of showing to their fellow man. Whilst the fact of their existence was a source of profound sadness for people the sight of them and the knowledge that those poor, hapless children have at least someone to care for them brought people a measure of hope.

So what would happen, Jun wondered, if one were to burn such a place?

That was his primary motivation for joining in this operation. That and helping out his fellow villains was a sure way of building amicable relationships that would surely help him later down the line. There had also been some story about the vile and immoral activities of the place. This whole thing served as some sort of revenge apparently for some of his fellow denizens of darkness. But he hardly cared about that. He practically only cared about the uproar this would cause. The potential for getting his villain persona some notoriety was also an attraction as well as the potential for a good old fashioned tussle. For surely there would be no shortage of heroes who'd rush to the rescue of the poor, innocent little children. Somebody always thinks of the children.

One such individual already had their scent even. A pitch black beast in the shape of a dragon came barreling towards petite tommy gun wielding girl. Jun himself was completely absorbed inside his biomass and would appear to the world as just an amorphous blob of flesh like goo. Twisted mouths of all sizes faded in and out of the surface of the biomass, rows of filed teeth lining their insides. Similarly varied eyes accompanied them, pupils darting every which way out of sync with one another, each relaying what they see outside to Jun on the inside.

Tendrils of flesh shot out from the mass, along the tendrils were rows of claws and a heftier spike of bone upon the tendrils' tip. A pair of tendrils darted out with to strike at the charging heroic dragon. At the same time a tendril, completely lacking the spiky repertoire of its counterparts would wrap itself around the girl's waist and pull her back, should the dragon's charge remain undeterred and assuming she didn't move out of the way herself.

"A sneak attack isn't very heroic now is it? You're less a proud and noble dragon and more a cunning and devious lizard." Jun taunted, his normally soft and feminine voice now garbled and discordant from all the mouths of different shapes and sizes speaking in unison and of equally varying pitch. Some even spoke out of sync yet somehow he remained understandable enough he hoped.

A thin tendril stretched out, tipped with an eye oversized for its stalk. "That is rather odd don't you think?" The outstretched eye looked at the purple clad girl, making it clear he was addressing her. "It's not just me is it?" Jun enjoyed teasing the uptight and self-righteous "paragons" of society. He found that the less seriously he appeared to be taking things, the more it infuriated them. And the more they got infuriated, the more Jun enjoyed himself. It was a delicious past time that served to spice up any encounter with a would be do-gooder. Of course this situation was plenty spicy as it was but as anyone who's a fan of spicy food can tell you, once you get a taste for it it's never enough.

The comically sized eye turned now towards the draconic interloper. "Well, I find it odd. Just rushing in unannounced like that. You don't even introduce yourself or anything. So impolite, so uncivilized. Well I for one have a deal more manners than that. My name is Eldritch and I suppose I'll be your villain for the evening. I look forward to our time together." The eye stalk tipped down and a tendril ran perpendicular in front of it, miming a gentlemanly bow as viscous flesh dripped down from the tendrils, landing with soft thuds onto the ground before crawling back to the writing mass from which they were spawned.

Unfortunately for her foe her mechanical eyes had a angle looking around most directions. The pitter patter as the beastly vigi ran towards her direction gave her some moments to haphazardly react. The mechanical eyes blinking as she crouched briefly as they twisted around on her arms and she shot towards the sky with her boots rocketing out fire as she lifted to the sky. The kick landing on her lower legs as she spun a bit mid flight but was able to quickly find her balance. Floating in the sky via rocketing flames shooting from the holes in her feet slash boots.

"The creepy beast found a playmate did ya?" She snorted lightly quickly reloading her Tommygun midair with its strong shells. She would keep herself high up and land on the roof of the building at least places where flames weren't roaring to hard for her to land. Smirking with that metallic grin of hers where she stood. Once her gun was reloaded she'd take a moment to eye her enemy as well. "Well someones rather well mannered aren't they!" She'd say listening to the ally of hers introduce herself to the foe. Mami meanwhile gripped her weapon with a strong grip and began firing short bursts of bullet spray at the large monster creature before her. Seeing it like a big target for practice. If her ally could keep the thing still or distracted she could fill it full of holes! The bullet spray raining down with a tat tat tat sound each time she pulled the trigger. The old looking model suped up to be quite more stronger then the antique it looked like.

Every two or three bursts she'd aim the gun downward as well though shooting bullets in sprays through the weakening burning roof. Trying to scare, or get lucky kills to those bellow the roof. If she ever sensed where she stood weakening or becoming to weak to hold her she'd ignite her boots again to cause new fires to form and find a new place to perch moments after. "I've got a Chicago typewriter and it's itching to type up your end bitch!"

"Rather than a hero, it seems we've got a feral beast on our hands. I wonder if it even understands me." Jun remarked upon seeing the feral behavior of the ebon dragon. It was a bit of a let down to be honest. Jun enjoyed a little verbal back and forth during battles. It was like spice upon an already delicious meal, it can only improve it. A fight with no talk, while still adrenaline pumping just felt a little devoid of character.

As soon as Jun felt the Tpull on his tendrils he knew he wasn't going to win a contest of strength and so elected not to compete. A hefty blob of fleshy goop detached from the main body, flung towards the black dragon due to his yanking maneuver. The rest of the mass, in which Jun resided, backed away from the ferocious beast. "Uwaaahhh, how terrifying. Truly my heart doth quiver." Jun mocked, the mixture of the overtly cutesie and old timey formal ways of speaking sounded odd on its own, even more so when spoken in the discordant variety of pitches by the multitude of mouths.

The blob of flesh hurtled toward the black dragon, it stretched and elongated at several points, resembling for a moment something like a starfish. The different arms, sporting various razor sharp blades of bone, stretched around the car door held by the mythical beast in order to try to slam into him as he charged, hoping to bury the blades deep into his flesh with the aid of his momentum and trying to wrap themselves around the dragon's limbs to limit his movement, mainly going for the legs to keep him pinned for the young lady's tommygun. The dragon's regenerative capabilities were a concern but everything has its breaking point. It simply meant there was little point to trying to whittle him down little by little. Death by a thousand cuts would in fact not cut it here.

Of course not all of the flesh blob would escape the brutal pounding the dragon delivered with his makeshift shield, turning the center bit of the fleshy blob into paste upon the ground as the bladed appendages made their counterattack.

Though it was not truly part of his body, Jun still felt the impact upon that detached blob. But he dulled the sensory link so as to not be wracked with pain. "My but you are quite vicious. Are you sure you're not on our side? I think you're supposed to be rampaging in there." A tendril extended from the blob housing Jun to point at the burning orphanage.

Even as he spoke, Jun did not let his attention waver, noting to himself the seemingly acidic properties of what he assumed must be the beast's blood. Extended clinging to the dragon did not seem wise but Jun had faith his biomass was sturdy enough to withstand it temporarily. After that though there'd have to be a change in tactics. But that was par for the course with any good fight. At least by virtue of his clear combat prowess, this silent boor of a dragon would surely provide a thrilling encounter for himself and the young lad-gangster he found himself paired with.

Mami found herself snorting lightly taking in the vision of what all was happening around them. She would fire several round preparing herself on the roof as she watched the scuffle between the beastly visage and the angry lizard. The rounds would halt and start to wound and shred the already  bruised and busted up door. Steeling her metallic arms in the last moments allowing her spike bladed eyes along her arms to stick and slash into the door. Bruising or perhaps denting her metal arms lightly as she stopped the door finally on impact. Reaching over with a strong yank pulling it free from her pointed eyes and tossing it to the side. "Weird creature isn't it... All sorts of freaks out tonight." She said chuckling to herself and briefly puffing on a cigar she produced from her pocket.


Her mechanical eyes took a moment to scan the area even using the ones that were like black voids within her skull. "Hey blobby kins! We should probably wrap this shit up soon. It ain't gonna stay this quiet forever. You see any of the weird ones trying to escape?" She'd ask curiously angling her robotic legs again as she walked along the roof firing up the thrusters just lightly enough to spark more and more fires. Her little area of the fight was gonna make sure this place burned as much as she could while she was here. All the while sending a spray of aimed shots at the foe bellow. Taking careful aim trying to ensure the wounding of this creature to try and slow it down as the bullets rained from above. Her eyes would take several pictures as well to make note of this creature later as she'd been doing for most the fight. The bladed eyes recording most if not all the interactions happening.
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Jun wondered just what it would take for the black beast to open up a little. Probably nothing short of an all out beatdown. The beast would most likely remain quiet until it could no longer take any action at all aside from talking. Unfortunately incapacitating him seemed like it would be an immense chore at best.

"Oh my, good reflexes there. But of course you should be a good combatant as it seems to be the only thing you're capable of." Jun mocked as the flesh blob was batted to the side and landed on the ground with a splat before chasing after the black dragon as he surged towards Jun. The biomass housing Jun backed away with surprising speed, maintaining the distance between itself and the mute beast. As it did so it fired a volley of bone spikes at the charging reptile.

Jun's partner then spoke up about needing to get out of here soon. "Agreed my adorable robotic pal. I'm ready to go whenever. I'd offer your a lift but I understand if you find aerial travel more appealing. And no, I haven't spotted anyone." Jun's own method of escape would be far less glamorous, specifically it would mean utilizing the various drains around the street to escape through the sewers.

The rhythmic thrumming in the air did not go unnoticed by Jun. Holes opened up here and there in the wriggling mess of flesh that comprised his biomass. These holes, acting as ears, pulsated open and closed, trying to better pick up the cause of the sound and its location. For now all Jun could discern was that it was getting closer. Perhaps it would be best to just skedaddle right now. Oh but he hated to have to call the fun short.

"Hey you obsidian beasty you. You wouldn't happen to have a phone number to give out would you? We're probably gonna have to call this short so it'd be great if we could pick it back up some other time." Jun knew of course that was out of the question. The brute of a lizard might not even see the point in phones given how adverse he was with using words entirely.

Then the source of the sound was revealed as a sword wielding woman who came crashing to the scene. Immediately Jun liked her more than the flightless dragon. She at least possessed the power of speech. "Oh that's quite alright dear. We were just having a bit of harmless fun. At any rate, it seems we're done for today. Rude, I know, terribly sorry I couldn't stick around to chat."

Positioning himself over a drain on the side of the road, Jun's biomass began to collapse in on itself, slipping in between the grating and down into the drainage pipes. As the las of it slipped inside Jun gave one last goodbye to his dance partner for the evening. "Hope to see you some other time. Maybe try to pick up a dictionary until then."

And with that he was gone, dashing through the decidedly unglamorous escape route that made itself so plentiful in the urban jungle. Jun was sure the little mechanical girl would be fine given her ability to fly. If she didn't then at least she might provide a good distraction to the other two.

[EXIT]