In which the entire tower collectively goes OH SHIT

[tempustemporum]

Characters: The entire tower. PARTY POST.
Setting: Take a wild guess.
Format: Either or.
Summary: The tower has been reduced to one room, and it's chock full of monsters. Who you gonna call?
Warnings: Lots, the least of which being language...


[Well, ladies and gentlemen, shit dun hit the fan.]

[The tower has been condensed to one room with pretty much nothing in it. This post? Do whatever in it. General reactions. Go. ...As for Ienzo, he's just kind of sitting in the corner, head in his hands.]

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[grandhighblood]

[He lets the Signless worry about the enemies as he just stands there, paying them no mind anymore. They're pretty easy to pick off one at a time, and with the mutant doing his part, it's much easier.]

And that's all you can motherfucking say, isn't it?

[benigncancer]

[Signless buries a sickle in the throat of another monster and yanks it out, giving it a kick. It stumbles backwards, choking, and takes down another one with a swipe of claws.

That keeps them distracted long enough for him to glance at the Highblood]

I've seen things, that's all. None of our society is right. It's not the way it was meant to be. And if that's true, then doesn't that make our world unnatural?

[grandhighblood]

[A monster grabs onto the highblood's large forearms with its teeth, but fortunately the highblood has protective leather armor around them. When it doesn't let go, he repeatedly slams his fist in the ground, trying to shake it off with a hint of mild annoyance.]

I don't motherfucking believe [slam] in presenting proof for that kinda shit, being a motherfucking man of faith [slam] and all... BUT VISIONS FROM ONE MOTHERFUCKER--[Final slam, and the monster lets go, toppling over and bleeding out of its nose and mouth.]

--just ain't gonna cut it for me. Why don't you all motherfucking give up, already? GATHER AS MANY PATHETIC FUCKERS AS YOU LIKE, but leave me off your fucking list. WHAT DO YOU ALL SAY?

[benigncancer]

I don't have a list. [Signless guts another one that gets too close, getting spattered with black ichor. He growls and wipes off his face with a grimace]

I'm not going to pretend to believe something different than what I believe, just because I happen to be in your presence. So if that is too intimidating for you, you can feel free to suck my bulge.

[grandhighblood]

[He sneers, nearly turning on the Signless, but another small group of monsters cling to his arms. It's as if they decided that maybe immobilizing him would make bringing him down easier. The highblood grunts, only mildly bothered by them and more irritated at the Signless.]

Maybe I'll save myself the motherfucking trouble and just RIP YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF.

[benigncancer]

[Shit. He might have gone a bit too far, this time.

He turns and looks up at the Highblood, his expression neutral.]

Watch out.

[There's something big and menacing right behind you.]

[grandhighblood]

[He forgets about his anger towards the Signless for now, turning to the best of his ability with monsters hanging onto his arms. It's almost like they had been planning this all along!

Before he can shake the pesky things off his arms, the giant thing strikes him down, and he growls in pain. He's obviously not too used to being the smaller opponent.]

[benigncancer]

[Signless swears roughly and dives in after the Highblood, slashing at the smaller monsters on his arms to try to cut him free.]

[grandhighblood]

[Not wanting to be a totally useless fuck, he reaches down to snatch one off of him with his teeth, ripping it away and finally getting to his feet. He rolls out of the way just in time before the juggernaut of a monster, covered in shaggy fur and wide ape-like hands and feet, stomps on the ground where he had been the second before.

It's almost kind of irritating how he searches for the Signless in the back of his thinkpan as he gathers himself.]

[benigncancer]

[It's sort of irritating to Signless that he just can't let things go. He can't leave the Highblood to deal with monsters on his own. Oh no, he has to attack the huge monsters, slash at its knees, and get kicked in the stomach for his trouble.

He goes skidding back and fetches up on the ground in a ball, retching]

[grandhighblood]

[With the monster distracted by the Signless for even a second, the Grand Highblood rushes at it, trying to knock him over like a sumo wrestler. He only comes up to its chest, excluding the horns, but he holds his ground. From the corner of his eye, he spots the Signless on the ground.

The monster and the highblood get into a roaring match with each other, though it looks like the highblood is losing. His knees start to buckle from the weight and strength of the creature.]

[benigncancer]

No...

[Signless got to his feet, moving on sheer stubbornness. He gauges the battle, watching it for a second as he circles the big monster. Then he leaps on its back, burying both sickles in its back.

It roars and eases up on the Highblood, scrabbling futilely to try to get at the blades in its back. Signless is knocked free again and sprawls, wiping the blood from his lips]

[grandhighblood]

[The highblood takes this moment to surge forward with his head down, and stabbed his sharp, twisted horns straight through its gut. Blood, pieces of hair and skin get all over the place, and he has to shut his eyes to keep it from going into them.

The monster screams, holding its gut, and falls to its knees. The highblood may have been smaller, but a stab to the gut with those horns was nothing to underestimate. After the monster falls, still struggling to stay alive, he looks over at the Signless, then back at the monster. The sickles are still embedded in its back, so he pulls them out from the slowly dying creature -- which lets out a strangled cry -- and approaches the Signless.]

You motherfucking forgot these. [Then drops the sickles onto the ground nearby. He stares down at the Signless, his expression unreadable.]

[benigncancer]

[Unarmed, and unsure of the Highblood's feelings towards him at the moment, Signless bares his teeth a little as the indigo blood walks towards him. The troll is liberally coated in blood by now, most of it not his own.

He struggles to his feet, only for the Highblood to drop the sickles on the floor with a clatter.

He relaxes a bit and nods appreciatively, then bends to scoop them up]

Thanks.

[grandhighblood]

[To nobody's surprise -- not even his own, anymore -- he still has mixed feelings about the Signless. There's a part of him that still wants to rip his head off, but at the same time...well, motherfucker had his back and he didn't really want to deal wit fighting him right now anyway. He's probably harder to kill than a bunch of stupid monsters.

He finds himself with nothing to attack right now, seeing that many of the monsters have fled after witnessing the two trolls take down the huge creature. So with a loud growl in response to Signless's thanks, he turns his back in search of a place that is...not...here.]