|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 5:31 pm
 |
|
|
 |
"Insanity is a bit like gravity..."
~A fighting thread, anyone can join in~
Clowntess walked through the night, wishing she had worn more than just her usual ribbons. More than the short shorts, more than the tube top. "You did get that nice, white, winter coat. Those angelic earmuffs, all donated to you anonymously...honestly, why aren't you wearing them?" she grumbled to herself, crossing her arms in an attempt to stay warm. Winter teased her skin, whispering gentle, frosty words that settled onto her as white flakes.
A grey-tinted cloud escaped her mouth as she gasped, tripping over and falling into the snow. "What...?" she grumbled, but she didn't have time to finish her sentence. Just as she stood up, a dog pounced on her, biting rabidly. "Ah!" she shrieked, pulling out her Lunar scythe. Her eyes flashed red as the corrupting Night Jewel took it's effect, the lunar Scythe splitting into two heads and glowing a static blue as it slashed at the dog...
"Where'd it come from..." she murmured to herself, her face distorting into a frown. She didn't often get attacked by dogs despite her close relation to cats, and her tail flicked back and forth in frustration, jet black ears laying flat on her head. A red ribbon flashed by Clowntess, and she grabbed it. A small, crumpled up paper fell loose coming undone from the ribbon, and her hand shot out to grab it before she had to fend off the dog again. The dog barked loudly as she slammed it to the ground with the side of her scythe, the girl sighing in impatience.
Her bright red pools scanned over the paper, struggling to read the faded ink. There was clear gaps where letters should be, but eventually she managed to piece it together mumbling something about illiterate trolls.
"Please, help! Whoever is reading this, I hope you know that Modmas is in trouble! See, Gambino, he..." Here, there was a huge gash in the paper that Clowntess couldn't figure out without finding where the other piece of the paper was. "...destroy Modmas! I hope the information abve on the grunnies and labtechs you'll likely encounter becomes useful...Oh, and btw! Don't mind P-chan. He takes a while to warm up to strangers, but I told him to go find someone who seemed worthy of the job. So, gratz, and good luck!"
Clowntess's eyes faded back into their normal hue, and she scrumpled the paper up in frustration. "A while to warm up? Information above!? Worthy of the job!" she growled, throwing the paper to the ground. "Well, do you want to miss Modmas?" a nagging voice echoed in her head. "No..." she murmured.
"Then go save it! You can do it!" her optimistic side rooted, and she shrugged, the Lunar Scythe phasing back into one head and being mounted on her back again. "Sure...why not?" she breathed, shivering. "But first, I'm going to go put a coat on!" she told herself, running off home...
"Sometimes all you need is a little push!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Clown_Countess rolled 2 20-sided dice:
19, 14
Total: 33 (2-40)
|
|
Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 5:35 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 5:40 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Clown_Countess rolled 2 20-sided dice:
14, 3
Total: 17 (2-40)
|
|
Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 5:42 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Clown_Countess rolled 2 20-sided dice:
8, 17
Total: 25 (2-40)
|
|
Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 5:16 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 5:19 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Clown_Countess rolled 2 20-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-40)
|
|
Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 5:20 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 5:21 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 5:31 pm
|
|
|
|
"Insanity is a bit like gravity..."
Day One-
[first attack]
Clowntess walked along the streets, wondering where she could start this mission to save her beloved Modmas. After all, the letter she had received was missing vital information. All she knew that she was up against grunnies, labtechs, and Gambino was potentially behind it all. She sighed, glancing up. Her bright green eyes widened at the sight, a swarm of furry grunnies were charging at her. Their eyes were bright red, their feet short and stubby yet surprisingly quick.
Clowntess grimaced, pulling out both the Lunar Scythe and her Bone Scythe. Her Night Jewel glowed proudly, and her eyes also glowed a deathly red. The grunnies pounced at her in groups, each one being brutally hacked to the ground. She smiled, it was so far very successful. "Ah, this should be quite easy, if everything turns out as well as this..." she murmured happily as grunnies dropped like flies around her. Blissfully unaware that she had just jinxed it.
[second attack]
Clowntess had more or less wiped out half of the entire swarm, but when she attempted splitting the Lunar Scythe into two heads things went down hill fast. The scythe glowed a dim blue for a moment before flickering, then not glowing at all. Clowntess cursed, her eyes suddenly cutting back on their luminescent glow. Her optics returned to their emerald hue, and Clowntess shook the scythe frantically praying for it to split into the two heads. However, it was already to late. The grunnies attacked, and she just barely managed to fend them off with her bone scythe that had remained in her back hand. "Gehh...this isn't good..." she breathed, trying her best. Why wasn't the night jewel working?
"Sometimes all you need is a little push!"
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 5:39 pm
|
|
|
|
"Insanity is a bit like gravity..."
Day Two-
[first attack]
Clowntess grumbled, feeling exhausted. She couldn't get the Night Jewel activated again for some reason, and on top of that she felt more and more drained. Gathering up the little bit of strength she had, she focused her more demonic energy on her back hand scythe. She raised said Bone Scythe to slash at the oncoming grunnies, but her motions were slowing down. They tore at her side, snapping their small pointed teeth together wildly. Clowntess shrieked, not managing to throw the attack she had planned.
[second attack]
Wounded and exasperated weren't a good mix. Trying to rely upon her limited energies, both demonic and physical, didn't deem to be fit in this scenario either. Nonetheless, stubborn and tired, the Clown Countess mounted both her scythes and cupped her hands together. A weak ember grew underneath, which soon flashed a deep purple. The grunnies hesitated for a moment, staring at her luminescent hands. However, it didn't last long. They soon pounced at her hands, to which the Countess shrieked. The purple fire flashed it's natural red again, falling into ashes. Clowntess cursed at her luck, once again hapless against the terrifying grunnies.
"Sometimes all you need is a little push!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
