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Everybody Wants to Die 2: The M E G A Thread

“Hey Natch, you should haven spoken up and said something, no one would have minded. Anyway, I guess I owe you one. What do you want me to do?”
 
Elsewhere...
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For the first time in a long time, her son is staying quiet. On any other occasion, she would be happy about that, but...

The two of them reached the decks outside some hours ago. When they finally made it out of the darkness of the ship's interior, they came upon nothing but ruin. In a matter of moments, what had once been a place of luxury and comfort had devolved into a disaster area. She'd never seen war, but at the moment she stepped out of the dark and into the mess, she couldn't help but wonder if this was what coming out of a bomb shelter after an airstrike was like.

She'd done some looking around, as if that would help her come to terms with everything, but eventually she tired of it. There was only so much of it she could take in before it started to leave her weary.

Now she sits outside amidst the wreckage of what was supposed to be the topmost deck of the ship. Railings, floorboards and no small number of broken furnishings lay strewn about all around her. Holes and smears of blood from where bodies had fallen only add to the static chaos of the scene. It's like whatever showed up here came with nothing but death and destruction on its mind. Even the pool hadn't been spared.

She supposes that's just as well. Swimming is the last thing she wants to do right now.

She stares out into the all-encompassing horizon around the ship, losing herself in the ocean's expanse. Right now, as she drifts on this large and empty vessel with only her son to keep her company, she feels more alone than she's ever felt in her life. Something about this situation and the way it's played out has left her with a dark and desolate feeling in the pit of her stomach. She feels like the world around her has come to its end. Or maybe it's just on it's way?

Her mind recoils at the thought of that awful thing working its way through the rest of the world, tearing it apart little by little until there's nothing left. It's all she can do not to run back into the dark and lock herself away until the memory of that creature disappears. She hopes she never has to see that thing again. The very idea of it scares her beyond words.

...Now that she thinks about it, will she ever see anyone again? She doesn't even know how far into the ocean she is, much less how long it will take for the ship to make it back home. It could be days, weeks, or even months. Hell, with the ship's generator out of commission, she might never make it back to New York.

She shakes her head. Focus on the positive. She and Joseph are both alive and kicking. That's what matters. As long as they stay alive, there's still hope.

...But for how long?

Her thoughts falter as parts of her body begin to itch.
 
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Cain continues to throw ice kick after ice kick, although he wonders if he is doing enough, freezing the tendrils in place.
 
In the flurry of these ice kicks, balls of light are summoned, each rivaling the heat of the sun.
 
Dura explodes in a fiery explosion wave, trying to get rid of the tendrils with his fire. That of which being hotter than the sun.
 
The tendrils evaporate in the face of so much heat that's hotter than the sun, disappearing into red vapor. More mass is frozen and burned away, the combined efforts of so many warriors wearing away at the onrush of blood.

Of the initial outpour, 2/3 of the being remains. But it refuses to yield. Its entire bulk rushes upwards in a sudden, malformed wave, to try and engulf the airborne attackers by force.
 
"We're making headway!"

Cain fires off Ice Kicks that freeze chunks of the malformed wave.
 
More parts of the elemental freeze and plummet to the ground. And then the blast from the Slow-Motion-inator lances into the being, which causes something...odd.

The blast doesn't have enough area of effect to slow down the entirety of its form. Two-thirds of a whole city population's worth of blood is still far too much for such a focused ray to affect at once. But the area that is affected separates from the being, hanging suspended in the air while the rest moves forward. It proceeds at a much slower pace than the rest of the elemental's body, until eventually it is left behind.

There is only a moment to take this in before the rest of the wave falls forward and crashes into everyone. Blood cascades upon them with a horrendous power behind it, forcing them to see the world through a dark and suffocatingly scarlet lens.
 
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Every time gunner dies, he gets brought back.

The lates ttime he gets brought back, it's with the durability he had before being depowered.
 
Dura attempts using his Gigantic Blaze to unleash an explosion from below the ground, as he attempts to escape by flying upwards
 
[I'm finally back to consciousness]

As the waves approach far too close, Nil makes another barrier, trying to buy just enough time for everyone to get back as he blasts again.

"GIGA HOLY ARK!"

... How many shots has it been? Over half his MP is gone at this point, and this thing is still attacking.
 
Having been brought back, now being Ichika only knows how many kilometers away from the conflict because of the knockback his body had received from various attacks, Gunner McBullet does the only sensible thing.

"Another day another concerningly narrow escape"

Gunner says as he skidaddles away, peraphs this will be his chance for redemption.
 
Cain proceeds to continue to use his Ice Kick to freeze the blood, sometimes combining it with the Blue Dragon Kick to blast the frozen blood into smithereens.
 
Narrow escapes are made, and more pieces are taken from the elemental's bloody form. Some are frozen, others are blasted into mist, and others still are slowed to a crawl, drifting through the air as the rest of the wave comes down.

Another high-pitched shriek cuts through the air like a jagged edge stabbing into the ears.

It was angry before. Now it's furious.

Several of the frozen pieces are gathered by the spreading width of the bloody sea, drifting towards one another almost hypnotically. As they meet in the center, they crush together and merge, growing into an almost glacial mass of red ice. It grows and grows, until even the White House cannot be seen past its bulk. And then the remaining liquid reshapes itself into a humanoid form, still massive in its size, yet so much smaller than before. It heaves the mass of bloody ice upwards, shouldering its weight.

Another screaming, shrieking noise fills the air. And then, with strength beyond anything natural to this world, it tosses the hunk of ice, sending it hurtling towards the group at such horrific speed!
 
Cain prepares the most powerful kick he has so far in his arsenal, the Twin-Dragon Kick launching his foot forward and letting it collide with the gigantic ice structure.
 
Nil breathes heavily, as it starts to assemble itself to throw the massive chunk of ice. He quickly tries to eat some more ice cream, restoring some of his MP, but... Then he witnesses the incoming glacier.

"GIGA HOLY ARK!"

As they have so often in this battle, the two guns, God Hand and Ark Angel, emit a massive beam of energy, clashing with the ice.
 
All of the attacks collide with the mass of blood-ice. So many powers, so many combined forces, striking one place at the same time...

The ice cracks violently, then abruptly explodes in a shower of red fragments, some small, others large. They glint in air as they fly. It's a sight that almost inspires awe.

Unfortunately, a number of those pieces stay their course. Some of you are hit with small, sharp fragments, while others take blows from larger ones. Not enough damage to kill, or even severely maim, but enough to send a few of you reeling.

The elemental screams in fury and outrage. The attack was not without its risk. It looks so much smaller now, with such a large portion of its mass destroyed. It is still a threatening presence, but it is no longer the all-encompassing terror that it once was...
 
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Cain is hit with the small, but sharp fragments, being damaged slightly. But he smiles, the elemental has become smaller now. He unleashes an Ice Kick and a ball of light.
 
"With the Regen applied earlier, most of us should be alright with time..."

Nil stares down this seemingly unkillable monster, who has been reduced to such a state... And raises his guns one more time.


"GIGA HOLY ARK!"
 
Gunner would run and run, while in his world he isn't very physically inclined, he's still as good as the best of this world of chadless normals.

As he does that, he would pull put his phone/find a public phone station if it wasn't brought back alongside it's clothes
TOOT TOOT
TOOT TOOT
...
"Hey, Valkirye, i'm back, don't have time to explain, so could you come to pick me up ?"
...
"Wait, why not ?"
...
"WHAT ?! You ditched me for the goblin army ?"
...
"Come on, I didn't mean to hurt you with the Show Stoppers, I was in a very bad situation and-"
...
"Wait, don't hang, wait !"
Call ended.
"..."
"Well, shit."
 
The Praetorian, having finished it's side of the fight, dashes at high speed and rams straight into the crowd of vampires, unleashing a blade and trying to slash at the one absorbing the blood elemental.

Meanwhile, it's master watches as the massive beam of light is simply absorbed by a horde of vampires, ripping through them as it does with absolute holy might...


"IF ANYONE CAN TELEPORT, GO TO THE MIDDLE OF THE CROWD AND KILL THE TARGET!"

"GIGA HOLY ARK!"


It was a lot to ask for that this next attack actually pierces through, but, Nil tries his damnedest, trying to kill as many Vampires on the way there as possible.
 
As the army arrives and the remaining mass of the elemental is drained away, more shrieks and screams fill the air. Only, instead of a mad and terrible fury, the sound is full of something else...

Fear. Pain. Torment. Anguish. The noise is an agonized thing, pulling at the soul. The blood beast screams and writhes and languishes in its throes, thrashing madly and uselessly against the force that tears it away.

And as the seconds go by, the elemental seems less like a monster and more like an animal. An animal that has been tortured within an inch of its sanity...
 
"Uhhhhh....Nil you got anything else that can help us? I think we are running out of options."

Cain prepares another Twin-Dragon Kick.
 
Dura attempts to fly up and circumvent the crowd. While also charging up a ball of fire on his hands, on a position similar to the Kamehameha.
 
Cain manages to dodge the woman's attacks and the blow to his triceps, but it still results in the bullet going through his hand. With this, he is off-balanced and throws the Twin Blue-Dragon Kick into the air and doing nothing.
 
Nil quickly casts Esuna on everyone, shattering the illusion just as it's remade, before seeing the bullet streak fourth.

With the effects of blink still in effect, he manages to move to the side, only having a chunk of his arm ripped out, which starts to regenerate immediately after.

Things were getting desperate. He could see that the vampire absorbing the elemental was almost done, and likely to escape...

Then he recalls something from the pile. A remote he took a look at, and didn't think much of.

One labeled "Ion Cannon lol"

He brushed it off, figuring it was a weapon of mass destruction he should definitely avoid... But considering the circumstances?


"EVERYONE, GET BACK!"

Nil fires another Giga Holy Ark... But this time, it doesn't obliterate. Instead, it turns into a sphere, digging into the ground to completely surround the horde of vampires. After that, he uses every last bit of MP he can possibly spare, adding layer upon layer of Forcefields imbuned with Holy power, trying to make sure these Vampires stand still. Even if they don't get them or wipe out the enemy... They will make damned sure to take a bite out of them.

The Praetorian responds to it's master's orders, backing off and just going in to slash at whatever vampires ended up outside of the layers upon layers of Forcefields Nil created, stopping them from interfering as he quickly tries to run from the scene, put away his guns, pull out the remote... And with a deep breath, pushes the button.
 
I look at Dura and his flame say. "Shiny." And rush to grab it.
[... As in like, are you trying to steal his flamethrower or are you trying to run headfirst into the fire he's outputting

Cause neither are a good idea]
 
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