Post by Mosa Ganbaroshi on Oct 19, 2020 6:45:02 GMT -4
The fat zombie from before, now encased in a shell of slime, just slammed onto the ground, stuck in his prison. He wriggled, tried to get out of it, but his spikes had pretty much rendered him immobile. Only thing you could hear from inside of it was frustrated groaning and moaning. The creature wouldn't be trouble anymore, with any forced movement from him probably forcing him to rip his limbs into pieces.
However, the greater foe still stood in front of them! Mosa was reaching his physical limit in holding his barrier up, as the hero students proceeded to try their best in attacking the arm! The fingers would sink into the gooey shield, not nearly strong enough defensively to hold in place, but the cut by yang caused something interesting to happen! The zombies making the arm groaned tiredly, as the fingers up top loosened the slime protecting them entering the cut, as a disgusting smell of burnt flesh filled the air. Mosa looked at the sight, saw Nijis gigantic arm... and made a connection. "Niji! Aim your fist towards the top of the fingers!" With that, Mosa lowered his shield for the briefest of moments, the fingers sinking downwards, as once again, Mosa pushed his arms forward...
As Nijis fist would be launched with a humongous punch against the zombies making the fingers! A horrendous snapping sound could be heard, as like a tree, the palm holding the fingers up snapped, and the top started falling backwards towards the preacher! "MOSAAAA!" The preacher covered his face, as the zombies making the wrist rose up to create some sort of barrier, but the result was the same: The preacher was momentarily covered under his own army. "NOW! Let's go before he gets back up!" With that, Mosa rushed up the ladder, groaning, as his arms were completely spent.
In the end however, all of the students and him would make it up. However, the preacher would get out of his pile, as he looked at the helicopter leaving almost wistfully... "Mosa? Are you not hearing the same voices that I am? Why do you not help me and instead help... them?" The zombies gathered into another arm, trying to reach the helicopter... but it was too late. The helicopter made it away, leaving the creature behind to watch, as the church was swarmed by zombies.
On the helicopter, the guys driving it were now checking the wounds on the students, and anything on the civilians. "Quite amazing really. Not a single wound on any of the civilians! That's quite professional if I say so myself." The civilians cheered loudly to the wounded heroes, that had saved them. "Admittedly, I haven't heard of this one guy as a hero before. Do you have any sort of identification...?" Mosa however placed his hand on the mans shoulder. "I think in the case of zombie apocalypse we can forgive one infraction of the rules? Would be a little bit awkward to reprimand someone for helping save a church full of people, especially when I don't have a license either." The man put a hand against his forehead, as quite a few of the people in the helicopter gave him bit of a stink eye. "sigh, I guess for this once. Although if this goes in the news, the boys at the top aren't gonna like it..." The little girl went to kick the guy in the knee, leading into him hopping on one foot! "Hewoes awen't gonna be thwown to jail!"
With that, Mosa crossed his hands, and walked to the front of the helicopter, looking through the windows, as he could still see the purple gowned skeletal figure looking on. "Now, I do not force any of you to think any differently of this person than the other zombies... But I promise you, that this was not how he acted in life." The man was clearly being semi controlled. Different thoughts messed with his actual ones. But Mosa couldn't help but sigh. "After all, I learned whatever I think from him, and he was not this radical back then." He looked up momentarily... sad thoughts were filling his head by the second...
But in the end he lowered his head. "Aside from that, I want to make one thing clear to all of you students, and you mister of course. Without you we wouldn't have made it out alive." He bowed... "Thank you for helping this foolish man save the people he was tasked with guiding." A second wave of cheers echoed through the helicopter, as it flew towards U.A. They were now safe.
However, the greater foe still stood in front of them! Mosa was reaching his physical limit in holding his barrier up, as the hero students proceeded to try their best in attacking the arm! The fingers would sink into the gooey shield, not nearly strong enough defensively to hold in place, but the cut by yang caused something interesting to happen! The zombies making the arm groaned tiredly, as the fingers up top loosened the slime protecting them entering the cut, as a disgusting smell of burnt flesh filled the air. Mosa looked at the sight, saw Nijis gigantic arm... and made a connection. "Niji! Aim your fist towards the top of the fingers!" With that, Mosa lowered his shield for the briefest of moments, the fingers sinking downwards, as once again, Mosa pushed his arms forward...
As Nijis fist would be launched with a humongous punch against the zombies making the fingers! A horrendous snapping sound could be heard, as like a tree, the palm holding the fingers up snapped, and the top started falling backwards towards the preacher! "MOSAAAA!" The preacher covered his face, as the zombies making the wrist rose up to create some sort of barrier, but the result was the same: The preacher was momentarily covered under his own army. "NOW! Let's go before he gets back up!" With that, Mosa rushed up the ladder, groaning, as his arms were completely spent.
In the end however, all of the students and him would make it up. However, the preacher would get out of his pile, as he looked at the helicopter leaving almost wistfully... "Mosa? Are you not hearing the same voices that I am? Why do you not help me and instead help... them?" The zombies gathered into another arm, trying to reach the helicopter... but it was too late. The helicopter made it away, leaving the creature behind to watch, as the church was swarmed by zombies.
On the helicopter, the guys driving it were now checking the wounds on the students, and anything on the civilians. "Quite amazing really. Not a single wound on any of the civilians! That's quite professional if I say so myself." The civilians cheered loudly to the wounded heroes, that had saved them. "Admittedly, I haven't heard of this one guy as a hero before. Do you have any sort of identification...?" Mosa however placed his hand on the mans shoulder. "I think in the case of zombie apocalypse we can forgive one infraction of the rules? Would be a little bit awkward to reprimand someone for helping save a church full of people, especially when I don't have a license either." The man put a hand against his forehead, as quite a few of the people in the helicopter gave him bit of a stink eye. "sigh, I guess for this once. Although if this goes in the news, the boys at the top aren't gonna like it..." The little girl went to kick the guy in the knee, leading into him hopping on one foot! "Hewoes awen't gonna be thwown to jail!"
With that, Mosa crossed his hands, and walked to the front of the helicopter, looking through the windows, as he could still see the purple gowned skeletal figure looking on. "Now, I do not force any of you to think any differently of this person than the other zombies... But I promise you, that this was not how he acted in life." The man was clearly being semi controlled. Different thoughts messed with his actual ones. But Mosa couldn't help but sigh. "After all, I learned whatever I think from him, and he was not this radical back then." He looked up momentarily... sad thoughts were filling his head by the second...
But in the end he lowered his head. "Aside from that, I want to make one thing clear to all of you students, and you mister of course. Without you we wouldn't have made it out alive." He bowed... "Thank you for helping this foolish man save the people he was tasked with guiding." A second wave of cheers echoed through the helicopter, as it flew towards U.A. They were now safe.
That's that! I will submit this thread at the end of the week. If you want to say something as your character before that point, feel free.