Post by dad on Mar 3, 2018 20:49:54 GMT
"Ratatatatatatatat!" Marty kept shouting, continuing his barrage of unorthodox blood bullets. Of course, Abel and Michelle were already adapting to it. Abel raised a stone slab, thick enough to hold even against normal bullets. Ironically, the one without a Stand was in a better position: Monks' experiences in the war had steeled his nerves against these type of fights. Gunfights were his specialty as he easily moved from cover to cover at a far slower pace than Abel. This allowed him to get closer without suffering even a single injury, however. Not like his body could take another bullet anyways. Still, both Monks and the other two fighters were in the same situation: Marty's bloody barrage kept pressuring them. They could slightly advance every minute, but actually reaching their target seemed to be an arduous, almost impossible task. Monks realized it earlier than the others: In a gunfight, at least you could count on soldiers running out of ammo and needing to reload. Did Marty even need to reload?
Despite those thoughts, the rain of bullets suddenly ceased. It was abrupt and something that the group hadn't expected. Therefore, they weren't able to take advantage of it, some of them possibly worried that it was just Marty baiting them. Yet, were they to take a peek from cover, they would realize why their foe had stopped.
"Oof!" Marty gurgled as Kazuo's fist was embedded deep within his lower half. A solid blow between his small intestine and appendix. The cop coughed blood as he struggled to move for a bit. This was the power of a solid blow from Banana Man! "N-Nice one, rookie..." Marty struggled to say, blood still trickling from his mouth. "But, don't let that go to your head. Beginner's luck is a thing, you know?" He replied with a smile despite the pain. Kazuo didn't care. After landing the blow, he continued with his onslaught, determined to make Marty pay for harming Michelle.
"Hey hey hey! I was speaking there!" Marty complained, starting to dodge Kazuo's blows with Sukiyaki's speed. Alas, despite Kazuo's best efforts, Banana Man was no match to Sukiyaki in terms of speed. Marty could have easily waited for the NEET to make a mistake and capitalize on it, but he went for the riskier option instead. "Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" He shouted as he started shooting back at Monks and the others while simultaneously dodging Kazuo's blows! This made it more likely for Marty to commit a mistake and get hit again, but at the same time it kept the pressure going. Abel, Michelle and Monks were unable to move.
"So, uhm, you might be wondering why I started mimicking gun noises again. Well, I realized one thing: It looks a lot cooler when I'm pretending to hold two handguns instead of a single machine gun, right?" Despite the disadvantageous situation Marty just put himself in, he still tried to make small talk with Kazuo while the latter was still directing a flurry of blows at him. Marty dodged them easily as sweat started to form on his forehead. "Dual handguns are the next fad! Machine guns got old once every soldier in the army got a chance to use them. Dual handguns? A gimmick ripe for picking! Oh, forgive me! I need to keep doing that....Bang bang bang bang bang bang!" He shouted as he kept firing blood pellets at cover.
Time was passing. Banana Man's blows grew in intensity as Kazuo started to predict Marty's dodges. Marty's evasive maneuvers grew faster, but it was starting to grow tiresome. Turns out that firing blood from your fingers, dodging at high speeds and talking to your enemy at the same time wasn't such a bright idea. Sweat drops kept falling from Marty's head as he was slowly being pushed back by the NEET's assault, one step at a time. "Bang bang bang bang bang!" He still smiled, firing at cover and keeping the pressure game intact. He would crack eventually. He might have had insane regeneration capabilities, but he still looked tired like every other human being.
However, that was just part of his game. Marty smiled as he kept the charade going. Firing a few bullets, dodging a few blows and then firing again. At the current pace, he would have lasted for 15 more seconds before cracking. That's when he suddenly stopped aiming at Monks. He directed all of his bullets at Michelle and Abel's stone slab instead. A worthless effort, since their cover was thick and solid. However, Monks would now be free from the barrage and he realized it soon enough. Maybe it was muscle memory or just experience, but since the walls had stopped rumbling, it meant that the enemy was busy reloading or doing something. Monks took that chance, just what Marty expected.
BANG!
"Here comes the assist!" Marty laughed as he did one last dodge in front of Kazuo, before abruptly jumping away. The bullet aimed for him had missed....And instead hit Kazuo right in the shoulder. Marty smirked, sending Monks a thumbs up along with a friendly smile, as if saying "Thank You!". While Kazuo was dazed from the pain and being attacked by Monks, Marty took his chance.
His fingers regenerated, Marty having no need for blood bullets right now. Sukiyaki had vanished, instead a Stand that everyone except Kazuo had seen appeared: Valkryja. Sukiyaki itself wasn't fast, but it had the ability to make things faster. Valkryja, on the other hand, was a Stand that was fast by default. The user wouldn't benefit from it, but didn't matter when they weren't doing the attacking. The metallic figure swiftly reached Kazuo in a millisecond. It then delivered a gruesome sight.
splurt
drip drip drip...
Its razor sharp hands had pierced through Kazuo's chest, the hand now appearing from a hole on the other side. Air started to leave the NEET's body as one of his lungs had been pierced, along with part of his rib cage. Blood was flooding out of his body like a torrent as he started to question whether or not it was a fatal blow. Kazuo felt alive, the intense pain just reaffirming the fact that he was still in this world. Maybe he could still do something to the Stand that assaulted him, anything would be better than just dying from one blow.
Abel and Michelle could only witness the gruesome spectacle. Monks would be mortified, since he had indirectly caused the current situation.
"Miao miaooooo!"
"Scree screeeeeee!"
Amidst the chaotic fight between the cats and raccoons, the two main players were duking it out in an awesome brawl that reached new heights in the animal kingdom. Vicar was currently doing his sumo charge at KitKat, but the mobster managed to hold him back just barely. During the struggle it was evident that Vicar was stronger and that he would soon gain the upper hand. Despite this, KitKat revealed a devious move: He opened his mouth and spat a hairball at the raccoon. The hairball then exploded, filling Vicar's face with gray mist. A smoke bomb!
"Squeak squeak! (Coward! Just like cigar smoke, you cloud your identity with treacherous inventions made by those with no conviction!)" Vicar complained before finding his belly suddenly grabbed by KitKat.
"Miao miao! (Talk all you want, fatass! I'm still taking you down!)" KitKat bragged, raising Vicar's obese form with his own strength. He was trying to suplex him....emphasis on trying. "M-Miao meow.... (Ugh...T-The fuck do you eat all day?! You're way beyond heavy!)" The cat mobster complained as he could barely stand while holding Vicar.
"Scree scree scree! (Muahahaha! You poor creature! Strength is weight, therefore my body is the embodiment of strength!)" Vicar boasted before moving erratically. This complicated things for KitKat, who could already barely hold the raccoon in place. Eventually he lost his balance and well, allowing Vicar to land on him. The mobster was now being crushed by the raccoon leader's weight. "Squeak squeak squeak! (Ignorant knave! Die knowing that you were only strong enough to witness a mere 5% of my true power!)" They boasted about their victory before their ears caught an offensive remark nearby. Vicar's eyes shifted to the source as he saw Ayida grinning back at him.
"Scree scree scree! (You dare mock me, dog? If you desire a fight, then you shall receive it!)" Vicar angrily spouted as he proceeded to roll towards Ayida yet again. Same old tricks, except this time without the backup of other raccoons, cats or skunks. A definitely foolish attack.
Thomas and Adeline were aware of the rocket. If used, it could potentially take out several critters at once. However, two issues came up: One, it would most likely kill the animals instead of just incapacitating them. Needless carnage wasn't something most people would approve of, but it was an option to consider at least if things got dire. Two, the raccoons and cats were already fighting each other. They had completely lost interest in Thomas and Adeline themselves. Still, it didn't take long for one of them to get into trouble yet again. Ayida's snide remarks towards the raccoon ruler had caused the creature to attack her in rage. The two were unsure whether or not they should participate in the scuffle or just grab Ayida and leave.