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maskormenace2019-07-06 10:04 pm
golisolation) wrote in maskormenace2019-07-06 10:04 pm
Entry tags:
- andy | n/a,
- anton roudin | n/a,
- archie | broceidon,
- catra | n/a,
- guzma | big bad guzma,
- katie 'pidge' holt | the green paladin,
- knock out | n/a,
- lucina | n/a,
- mollymauk tealeaf | n/a,
- nikolai | silver,
- princess allura | n/a,
- ruby nakamura | candlelight,
- †bodhi rook | the pilot,
- †eli vanto | ensign,
- †lance | champion,
- †n/a | the outsider,
- †selina kyle | catwoman,
- †yato | delivery god
2nd đź’€ Video; Backdated to 7/4
[When the video clicks on, the viewers are greeted with several faces in a shady area—or maybe it's just not particularly sunny despite being mid-afternoon. Either way, two of those faces most will be familiar with, but especially one in particular: Darin's. Though, his is bloodied and bruised, as if someone wailed on him with their fists. Actually, it looks like that's exactly what happened. He's also notably unconscious—his head being held up by Guzma (the other familiar face), whose fist is full of Darin's hair to do so. He also looks pretty damn smug—if not downright delighted—to a degree that's a little worrying.
The others in view are decidedly less human. In fact, they aren't at all—above Darin hangs a red and black spider, staring at the camera with large purple eyes full of interest and curiosity towards it. He seems to be keeping himself up on what looks like thick webbing that's hanging down from somewhere and connects to Darin... because Darin has been wrapped up in web. A partial cocoon covering his torso and arms. Curiously, there's blood on Darin beyond his busted face—soaking through the webbing that's around him. Awesome!
Next is a moth-like Pokémon, who seems fit to hide most of his body behind that arm of Guzma's that's holding Darin's head up. His little face peeking up over it to look into the camera as well. To the right of him is a hulking bug that looks similar to an isopod if it was on roids. He's got weird cross shaped white pupils, and unlike the other two who seem both interested and excited to be on camera, he holds himself far more reserved and stoic. More like a threatening backdrop to the whole thing.
The last member of this shitty sadistic selfie is a brown beetle-like monster the size of a child, who stands directly besides Darin. His eyes are wide and intense, almost hostile, as he stares at the camera. This hostility is only further emphasized by the obvious blood on the spikes of his pincers.
...And then a second later Pinsir fucking dabs, without breaking eye contact with the camera. As if the idiot bug even knows what the gesture means, but he's seen people do it, and they were on camera too! It makes sense to him. Guzma doesn't seem to mind. He doesn't comment on it, he might not have even noticed, honestly.
He's got more important matters to address:]
Listen up, idiots! It's ya boy again, and I'm here with a special message, a PSA, of sorts, yo.
[He glances to Darin, who is still very much so knocked out, before looking back into the feed. That sinister smirk still on his face.]
Just in case any of you rotten upstarts was under the absurd impression that big bad Guzma was a dude to cross, take it from poor Darin here: I ain't. You mess with me, and I'll crush you, just like I did him.
[As Guzma talks, he's swaying Darin's head side to side by the hold he has on his hair.]
This idiot thought he could stand up to me, that he could beat me down. Hell, in some warped sense of heroic idiocy, he even thought he could help me, HA! Some stupid soft shit like that—and where did it get him!? [Guzma lets go of his hair, letting Darin's head fall emphatically into a hanging position.] No where good, I can tell ya that much.
Your boy still stands, but this loser sure ain't, huh?
[Guzma gives Darin a good little spin as he walks away from the scene with the camera still pointed at himself. The spin, and the more Darin comes into view it's clear he's being suspended by that web that's wrapped around him. However, with that little crowd taking up less of the background, viewers can get more of an idea of where this little broadcast is happening: in an alleyway. Somewhere.
Super helpful!]
Consider this fair warning, y'all. I won't be handing out another.
[He lowers the communicator, making the camera view him from below as he's about to cut the feed, his hand hovering as he stares down at it for a moment as something occurs to him:]
—Oh, yeah. Those of you who give a damn and wanna clean that mess up, [he gestures over his shoulder towards Darin with his thumb, even though he's currently blocking the view of him,] he's in Maurtia Falls. Somewhere on the east side. Never been too good at giving directions, but I'm sure you hero-types can figure it out.
Later days, y'all!
The others in view are decidedly less human. In fact, they aren't at all—above Darin hangs a red and black spider, staring at the camera with large purple eyes full of interest and curiosity towards it. He seems to be keeping himself up on what looks like thick webbing that's hanging down from somewhere and connects to Darin... because Darin has been wrapped up in web. A partial cocoon covering his torso and arms. Curiously, there's blood on Darin beyond his busted face—soaking through the webbing that's around him. Awesome!
Next is a moth-like Pokémon, who seems fit to hide most of his body behind that arm of Guzma's that's holding Darin's head up. His little face peeking up over it to look into the camera as well. To the right of him is a hulking bug that looks similar to an isopod if it was on roids. He's got weird cross shaped white pupils, and unlike the other two who seem both interested and excited to be on camera, he holds himself far more reserved and stoic. More like a threatening backdrop to the whole thing.
The last member of this shitty sadistic selfie is a brown beetle-like monster the size of a child, who stands directly besides Darin. His eyes are wide and intense, almost hostile, as he stares at the camera. This hostility is only further emphasized by the obvious blood on the spikes of his pincers.
...And then a second later Pinsir fucking dabs, without breaking eye contact with the camera. As if the idiot bug even knows what the gesture means, but he's seen people do it, and they were on camera too! It makes sense to him. Guzma doesn't seem to mind. He doesn't comment on it, he might not have even noticed, honestly.
He's got more important matters to address:]
Listen up, idiots! It's ya boy again, and I'm here with a special message, a PSA, of sorts, yo.
[He glances to Darin, who is still very much so knocked out, before looking back into the feed. That sinister smirk still on his face.]
Just in case any of you rotten upstarts was under the absurd impression that big bad Guzma was a dude to cross, take it from poor Darin here: I ain't. You mess with me, and I'll crush you, just like I did him.
[As Guzma talks, he's swaying Darin's head side to side by the hold he has on his hair.]
This idiot thought he could stand up to me, that he could beat me down. Hell, in some warped sense of heroic idiocy, he even thought he could help me, HA! Some stupid soft shit like that—and where did it get him!? [Guzma lets go of his hair, letting Darin's head fall emphatically into a hanging position.] No where good, I can tell ya that much.
Your boy still stands, but this loser sure ain't, huh?
[Guzma gives Darin a good little spin as he walks away from the scene with the camera still pointed at himself. The spin, and the more Darin comes into view it's clear he's being suspended by that web that's wrapped around him. However, with that little crowd taking up less of the background, viewers can get more of an idea of where this little broadcast is happening: in an alleyway. Somewhere.
Super helpful!]
Consider this fair warning, y'all. I won't be handing out another.
[He lowers the communicator, making the camera view him from below as he's about to cut the feed, his hand hovering as he stares down at it for a moment as something occurs to him:]
—Oh, yeah. Those of you who give a damn and wanna clean that mess up, [he gestures over his shoulder towards Darin with his thumb, even though he's currently blocking the view of him,] he's in Maurtia Falls. Somewhere on the east side. Never been too good at giving directions, but I'm sure you hero-types can figure it out.
Later days, y'all!
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[With all the talking up there, they are missing some seriously sick flips happening on the battlefield.]
[But what kind of opening is she looking for, exactly? With the way it's moving, it's even harder than before to score some attacks on the underbelly. And while she could try and jump on its back, and steer it into an obstacle... well, it just demonstrated how roly-poly it can be. She would be flattened.]
[The water from the Waterfall splashes around her feet...]
... Blue! Freeze the ground!
[The lion looks up from its wrestling match with the Pinsir — and shoots its freeze ray at the flooded arena. As soon as it hits the water, things start freezing rapidly, and part of the arena is starting to look like a hastily-made ice rink. Save for the 'islands' of rubble, which Allura is jumping up on.]
[If she had brought some ice skates, this strategy would be perfect. For now, she just has to trust that she can handle the slipping and sliding better than Golisopod.]
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Charizard shook his head, and stepped back once he teeth were free. Dragonite's roar causing him to look up and bellow out at him. The larger yellow dragon skidding to a stop just a few feet before Guzma and his hostages. Rage fading from his eyes enough to show the intelligence that was there as he assessed the situation. The two dragons growling at each other in communication, trying to figure out what to do. Their trainer not able to guide them.
Water from Gyarados swept past the feet of the dragons, mostly going ignored. That is until they heard Allura's shout. ... Oh. Both Charizard and Dragonite lifted into the air just in time to avoid the floor freezing. Gyarados and Exeggutor, not having wings, were not as lucky. The former finding his feet getting frozen to the ground, with some of the ice going up his legs. The grass type, being weak to ice, cried out in discomfort. Gyarados also found the length of his body that was touching the floor getting frozen too. The giant water serpent thrashing about as he tried to free himself.
Charizard and Dragonite just looked at each other, wondering what was going to happen next and what exactly to do. Landing on the ice, they stood there was sentries. Glaring menacingly at Guzma but not acting. If they attacked, they would surely hurt their trainer.]
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[Guzma offers with a scoff, he didn't truly need to go further into that seeing as they were facing two dragons here. Dragonite seeming to be the more reasonable of the two. Not that he trusted either of them, but if he could convince them to back off entirely...]
Yo—Dragonite! How about we make ourselves a—Shit!
[He would have finished that thought, but he gets distracted by the feel of water rushing past his feet. That waterfall, while losing momentum by the time it hit their shoes, saturated the concrete beneath them. Guzma doesn't even get the chance to look at where it came from before he hears Allura's command, and that water is now solid ice, freezing around his shoes.
Naturally, like the idiot he is, he bodily reacts and tries to move—but only knocks himself off balance (Lance's heavy ass not helping matters). The ice only reaching to his shoes, which just means as he tries to maintain balance, his right foot slips free from his shoe (shouldn't have gotten the velcro), sock meets ice, and that only exacerbates his lack of balance. His grip on Lucina is lost, his other foot breaking free from his frozen shoe, he ends up falling right on his ass, but not without a flail of his free arm. To make matters worse, Lance's full weight just adds to Guzma's backwards crash into the ice.
...Well, it's not like Guzma deserved dignity at this point.
The ice similarly affects his Pokémon—Golisopod, in all his attacking of Allura as she dodges so expertly, he does not notice the freezing of the ground. So, one foot gets frozen, the other lands on ice, and with his own weight and momentum, he slips. Breaking that one foot free from it, only to fall onto his back. Instead of rolling like he did before, he much rather spins... and spins... and seems to be spinning away, a little bit helplessly on his back, unable to get any traction to right himself.
Bye Bye Golisopod.
Ariados and Masquerain, who were already struggling to rise, find their attempts completely hampered by the ice. The two weakened bugs nearly frozen over entirely. While Pinsir is safe—the water frozen solid before it fully reached himself and Blue. Of course he's not paying any attention to what's happening to the others (not that he would normally anyway), but is rather busy trying to flip the lion entirely.]
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good. one less chaotic element to fend off.
clipping the buckler back onto her armor, she kneels on the ice beside Guzma. from her belt, she unhooks a nullifier.]
Call your Pokemon off. This fight needs to be over, now!