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Figured I should make a contribution to this.
(Side note, it's been awhile since I've watched any Alien Movie, so I don't know if I did Ripley justice)
Ellen Ripley: 2
Inconclusive: 0
"You'll find that the next individual you face will use you with interest... beware overwhelming power." That was the voice on the wind, and frankly, Ellen Ripley would have probably dismissed it had this not been the situation she was in.
The place was a madhouse, with insane landscapes, monsters running around everywhere, both human and inhuman, and in the middle of it all was Ellen Ripley, way out of her element, to say the least.
In any other situation, some voice would have been dismissed as something on the wind or someone screwing with her, Ripley didn't exactly believe in the supernatural in the first place, but with how much supernatural crap she'd seen now? She knew better then to trust just anyone, especially one that was so obviously messing with her mind, but that image of a tall woman, probably in her late 30s, white hair, black dress, weird jewelry, it kept popping up into her mind, along with images of flying crystals and other objects...
Ripley sighed as a rift opened in front of her, a Blazing red, but this madhouse of a mansion had trapped her with a dead end, and this was her exit... well, it wasn't the worst thing she'd ever done, so she stepped through.
The hall of void and stone pathways laid before her, and she walked for a few seconds before breaching the area. It was a fancy as all hell ballroom...! but considering this Ballroom was over two centuries old compared to Ripley's time, she didn't recognize it.
"More company, just in time too--" an aged female voice voice began to speak before Ripley immediately pointed her M41A Pulse Rifle at the woman she'd kept seeing in her mind, she didn't know why or how she found a weapon a century ahead of what looked to be the time, but she was more then glad for the company of firepower.
"I don't know who or what you are... but if you don't send me out of this ballroom so help me..." Ripley spoke, she wasn't one to shoot first ask questions later usually, but there were enough seemingly human things that definitely weren't such in her time, especially considering warnings, for her to be suspicious
"Well love, if that is the stance you want to take..." Bierce spoke once more bringing a hand up and preparing four strange crystals for use in the brawl with her outstretched pointer and middle fingers...
The place was a madhouse, with insane landscapes, monsters running around everywhere, both human and inhuman, and in the middle of it all was Ellen Ripley, way out of her element, to say the least.
In any other situation, some voice would have been dismissed as something on the wind or someone screwing with her, Ripley didn't exactly believe in the supernatural in the first place, but with how much supernatural crap she'd seen now? She knew better then to trust just anyone, especially one that was so obviously messing with her mind, but that image of a tall woman, probably in her late 30s, white hair, black dress, weird jewelry, it kept popping up into her mind, along with images of flying crystals and other objects...
Ripley sighed as a rift opened in front of her, a Blazing red, but this madhouse of a mansion had trapped her with a dead end, and this was her exit... well, it wasn't the worst thing she'd ever done, so she stepped through.
The hall of void and stone pathways laid before her, and she walked for a few seconds before breaching the area. It was a fancy as all hell ballroom...! but considering this Ballroom was over two centuries old compared to Ripley's time, she didn't recognize it.
"More company, just in time too--" an aged female voice voice began to speak before Ripley immediately pointed her M41A Pulse Rifle at the woman she'd kept seeing in her mind, she didn't know why or how she found a weapon a century ahead of what looked to be the time, but she was more then glad for the company of firepower.
"I don't know who or what you are... but if you don't send me out of this ballroom so help me..." Ripley spoke, she wasn't one to shoot first ask questions later usually, but there were enough seemingly human things that definitely weren't such in her time, especially considering warnings, for her to be suspicious
"Well love, if that is the stance you want to take..." Bierce spoke once more bringing a hand up and preparing four strange crystals for use in the brawl with her outstretched pointer and middle fingers...
- Speed Equal
- Ripley is in first key
- Ripley has all of her optional equipment besides her powerlifter
- Ripley has limited prior knowledge on Bierce's abilities
- Battle obviously takes place in Bierce's ballroom
- Start 5 meters away
Ellen Ripley: 2
Inconclusive: 0
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