[1v1] b***h in Pink (Lan and Chel)

[chiickadee]

Chel had been spending QUITE a bit of time off the island. Not in the haunted house, actually, but in a golem. The lifers were getting a bit worried actually- not that she was spending too much time in the golem or anything, but worried that she might switch divisions. Nobody wanted Chel in Life. Nobody.

"You know, you make a shitton of noise with all that jingle janglin' jewelry." Chel didn't actually have Tenebrae summoned, and was casually leaning against a wall.

Even Chel had duties, unfortunately. She couldn't play hooky forever, and was working overtime to catch up on the shifts she'd missed. "Not here to fight brah. Just lookin' for a dude named Shun. You heard of him?"

istoleyurvamps

 

[chiickadee]

Chel summoned her own bow in the nick of time, slashing the arrow and knocking it out out of the way. "Ahhh s**t," Chel said, stumbling backwards with the awkward movement of deflecting an arrow. "You're not a student are you? You're one of those shitty horsepeople yeah?"

Well, Lan was right. She had indeed found a fight. "Just don't cry too hard when I drag your carcass back to Deus," Chel sneered, shooting her own arrow. Hers, however, was not aimed at Lan's body, but at Lan's headdress. The entire thing went crashing to the ground, and Chel felt relatively proud of herself. It was very satisfying, watching the little beads roll around.

It was super effective, to say the least.

HP: 46/50
DMG: 8
Charge: 1/3

istoleyurvamps

 

[chiickadee]

Chel was just going to hang out on the ground. This haunted house had a very nice floor. Wow. Just checked out floor.

Okay so MAYBE she had just gotten her a** handed to her, but the horseman also didn't look so great. Had that maybe hurt her more than Chel? She decided the best course of action at the moment was to shut her mouth and keep firing arrows, in hope that the pony would go down before her.

HP: 21/50
DMG: 2
Charge: 2/3  

[chiickadee]

Holy crap this horseman was boring as <********>. She just kept going on and on about destruction and death. Seriously, some of these horsemen needed to learn to shut their trap and just do what they were going to say, instead of standing there monologuing for days on end about what they were going to do. This was like evil villain 101.

"Blah blah blah, I want to rule the world." Chel fired an arrow mid-monologue for Lan. "I get it. You're evil. We got it." Chel had no time for one-minded purists. She wanted to talk to those who were interests in alliances, not bent on world destruction.

HP: 17/50
DMG: 7
Charge: 3/3  

[chiickadee]

Chel stared at Lan with equally incredulous eyes. "Ey yo dipshit. If you destroy the world, where the ******** you gonna live." God that was like saturday cartoon lesson ONE.

"Are all ponies such ********' idiots?" she asked. She began firing a multitude of arrows, which unfortunately all landed right behind Lan as she moved. The pink bolts remained stuck in the ground, little markers indicating where Chel had fired.

Damn, she's fast.

< And you are weakening. >

I still got my pendant. I'll be okay.

HP: 8/50
DMG: 0
Charge: 0/3 | 1/2

istoleyurvamps

 

[chiickadee]

"Okay but ... if you destroy us, you can't put us in your place." Chel was really getting frustrated with this lady's line of thinking. She was all for evil mastermind plans, but you really had to think these things through!

Chel fired one more arrow, but it was somewhat half-hearted. She actually wanted to talk with this woman a little more, see if she could get more information about their "other world" (Chel liked space movies okay), but she got the hint that Lan probably wasn't keen on sharing.

HP: 8
DMG: 3
Charge: 1/3 | 1/2

istoleyurvamps

 

[chiickadee]

Chel was at least proud of herself for getting a little damage in place before bouncing off to who knew where. She was glad to say that as a trainee, she had gotten a fully fledged horseman to admit some information about her homeworld. It wasn't a lot because she was certainly no death hunter, but it was a little!

"It's been real great," she said, "But I gotta olly out. I'll tell them about you, okay?"

From her pocket she withdrew the glowing pendant, a greyish sort of brick with blue markings within it. Chel was so grateful they gave her one of these with each mission. She couldn't count the number of times it had saved her a** in a fight she couldn't win. Ones like this one, right now.

She breathed those magical words- Deus Ex Machina- into the pendant, and a blue glow surrounded her. Her appearance slowly began to fade, disappearing from the haunted house and bringing her back to the portal room in the lighthouse.

< Well that went so splendidly, don't you think? >

Hey! Don't be a doucher. Nobody likes a cocky dickface.

< You do. >

I want a restraining order.