TOKYO OPT-IN 1/4

[tokyodisa]

Who: Opt-in characters
What: What is even going on and then there's a monster
When: Forward-dated to 10pm, 20/July
Where: Tokyo... or is it?
Rating: PG/PG-13

Whatever you were in the middle of doing, you suddenly find yourself in what appears to be an abandoned garage, in the blink of an eye.

There is a bunch of weird-looking technology everywhere, cables and wires connected to machines lined with blinking lights. There are screens all over the room, with grids and maps on some of them and scrolling, foreign text on others. One of the screens projects a constantly rotating image.

There's also a platform in the middle of the room. And you all happen to be standing on it.

[ TOKYO? | A GUEST ARRIVES | ENTER: A PARTYCRASHER ]

Comments

[hellofist]

[Alright, then. She'll just walk forward to meet it and see if it attacks. The lack of body language will make this difficult, but it shouldn't be impossible if this does come to a fight.

And it's really looking like it's going to at this rate.]

[zeiram]

[Cass wins a prize for that excellent guess! Unfortunately, the prize is the being ceasing its approach, pulling a weird-looking gun from the folds of its cloak -- as alien as it looks, it's still pretty clearly some kind of shotgun -- and pointing it at her.

There's barely a second that goes by before it pulls the trigger, so her reflexes better be good.]

[hellofist]

[Is the prize bullets? She doesn't want that prize. It's not hard to guess what the purpose of pulling a gun is for, so she just manages to leap out of the way, the shot hitting right where she was standing just a moment ago.

This is easier, at least. Now she knows what to do. Get the gun, knock this thing out. She sprints forward, ready to attempt dodging but knowing she can take it if the thing fires again. Which it probably will, because her luck with these things tends to be bad.

Once she's close enough, she'll try to grab the gun and yank it away.]

[zeiram]

[As big and imposing as the stranger is, it's surprisingly fast -- nearly as fast as she is. It doesn't attempt to move out of the way, but as she grabs hold of the gun, it simultaneously swings its other hand at her head.

And it hits hard.]

[hellofist]

[She has two choices: let go of the gun and probably get shot point blank, or let this thing punch her in the face. Punches she stands more of chance of living through, there's no telling when they'll get hospital access and bleeding to death? Not really on the list of things Cass wants to do.

So it hits her and she's knocked to the side, but her grip on the gun is true. Using the momentum from the blow, Cass twists and brings her leg up, a kick aimed at it's neck in the hopes of at least stunning it. Let go of the gun so she can use it to club in the face, weird guy.]

[zeiram]

[The thing is fast, but not particularly agile; it's unable to block the kick with the close proximity of it to Cass. However, it doesn't... really... react to the kick. At all. It makes no sound, continuing to stand there, and if the horizontal slit on its face is an eye, it also continues to stare at her.

It lifts the gun they're both holding into the air, probably trying to dangle her high enough off the ground where she'll have no momentum to try that again.]

[hellofist]

[She drops down into a crouch instead, sweeping her leg out to try to knock it's feet out from under it.

This is just like the meta she was never supposed to fight, the thing that just kept knocking her down over and over. In the end it was repeated kicks to the neck that made it stay down, so maybe if she can just get it on it's back she can try that?]

[zeiram]

[It lets her drop, not making a move to stop her. When she sweeps her legs out, it stumbles back, but doesn't fall; instead, it raises the shotgun high above its head like it plans to slam it down into of her while she's down there.]

[hellofist]

[This sucks. You suck, guy.

If she could read it, there would be a weak spot to exploit, but it doesn't even seem to have a weakness at all, standing up under every blow she manages to land. Now it wants to bash her brains in and her first instinct is to leap forward and into it, wrapping her arms around it's waist to try to tackle it down. The gun comes down on her back with an impact that knocks the breath out of her, but she just keeps pushing forward.]

[zeiram]

[It staggers back when she grapples with it and pushes, but it still doesn't fall. It does fling the gun aside though.

But now it's pushing back. And it is really, really strong.]

[hellofist]

[Her feet slide across the pavement as it shoves back and she remembers, abruptly, that even though it didn't seem to have much of a face, it had been watching her earlier. Through that weird slit on it's head, maybe? It's the only thing she's seen that looks like it could pass as a weak point.

One hand moves up, blindly reaching for it's face so she can try to shove her fingers into it's... eye?]

[zeiram]

[WOW, CASS.

WOW.

That slit thing is an eye or something, because it sure is viscous to the touch. And the thing lets loose a peal of enraged roaring, too. So that's... good?

Except now it's extremely mad and it just kind of shoves her.]

[hellofist]

[She should probably wash that before she eats anything, shouldn't she?

It shoves and she manages to get her hand under herself, flip over and land without falling. But once it's pushed her away she's right back in, hand shooting forward with her fingers curled into hooks, aiming right for his eye slit thingy again. It worked so well the first time, why stop when you're ahead?]

[zeiram]

[The creature is making a low, dangerous sound when Cass moves back in, and it brings its hand up to violently swat at her with an open fist.]