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Post by Ilya on Jun 5, 2006 20:21:33 GMT 1
Ilya sighs. Things were definitely out of control.
Letting out a God-awful roar, Ilya shifts. Impossible though it might seem, he actually increases in stature. Growing to well over 16 feet in height, muscle extends over muscle, hair becomes a thick, dense borwn fur, his head distends into that of a monstrous bear-thing... oh, and claws, easily 9 inches in length, sprout from his paws.
Turning to the pattern-breaker's servant, he lunges towards him, claws slashing wildly.
(Shifting to Crinos. Spending 4 Rage for 4 extra Health Levels. Splitting primary action into two claw attacks. Spending a Willpower on first attack.)
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Post by Shehrazad on Jun 5, 2006 20:37:20 GMT 1
The patrons hear the word "gun" and start running in panic, an act encouraged even more by the two gunshots.
"Oh, shit," the guards exclaim when Ilya shifts. They hadn't seen that one coming at all. The one still holding on to Karin tries to get his gun back from her, growing claws as he does and wrestling her to the ground. The other two fly at Ilya, trying to protect the Toad. They grow claws too as they attack, but neither of them manages to slow down the giant bear.
The Toad's tongue lashes out at Ilya and catches him squarely in the chest, but Ilya just keeps advancing, raking a claw across his wart covered skin and tearing through his chest.
Pimples takes a bullet in the face and collapses immediately. None of the fomori seem to be paying any attention to the two garou.[/color]
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Post by Kaleb on Jun 5, 2006 20:44:11 GMT 1
Kaleb bounds back a bit at the stuff that goes down infront of his eyes. What the hell was that? He so wasn't eating here no more!
(initial action of shifting to crinos and spending rage to attack whichever fomori he can closest to him)
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Post by Tony Vasara on Jun 5, 2006 20:49:42 GMT 1
"...Sweet Gaia... is that a ...bear-changer..?"
"...and those guards are FOMORI!! FOR GAIA AND FENRIS!! Can you hear the Call of BATTLE, Kaleb?!" Vasara shifts into Crinos laughing madly and takes a last look at gurahl, his Sept in Finland used to follow Bear as their totem... ...and then notices the girl in trouble. Oh, he hated when someone was roughing a girl up... It really pissed him off...
Without second thought he jumps to fomori holding the girl down baring his claws...
(Shift in Crinos, jump on fomors back and try to tear him/it apart, use one Rage to extra action, split each action into two claw attacks)
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Post by Karin on Jun 5, 2006 21:03:35 GMT 1
The girl didn't stay on the ground for long. She gave out a mad screech and joined the others in Crinos. Of course, her Crinos form wasn't quite as impressive, but a seven foot tall rat with a penchant for breaking things was still something to be wary of. Karin tried to wriggle free of the fomor bearing her down so she could get away.
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Post by Ilya on Jun 5, 2006 21:15:30 GMT 1
Snarling, Ilya charges at the closest of his assailants, hoping to bowl him to the ground and bludgeon him into submission.
(Splitting primary action into three. First action, tackle fomor. Second action, get up (if necessary). Third action, go back and tackle other formor.)
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Post by Shehrazad on Jun 5, 2006 21:28:17 GMT 1
The bane-possessed guards clearly weren't ready to take on two Garou, a Gurahl, and a Ratkin all at once. They were in over their heads, and they knew it.
The one tackling Karin did not seem very surprised when she shifted, and tried to sink his claws into her back before she got away. But even as he does, Vasara's claws almost sever his head from his body.
The rest of the Fomori take flight, clearly outnumbered. Ilya manages to ram one of them as he flees, and he is promtly knocked out.
Kaleb's Fomor gets away, but not without a nasty scratch down his back. As he runs, sirens can be heard in the distance; someone had phoned the police.
In all the commotion, the Toad slips away.
Crazy Ratkin takes 2 levels of aggravated damage.[/color]
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Post by Kaleb on Jun 5, 2006 21:33:25 GMT 1
Kaleb snarls as he sees the fomori dissapear. He looks over at Vasara ignoring the bear thing. Ratkin were not to be trusted either, Abby told him about them. He watches her, somehow thinking this whole commotion was her fault to begin with. They are sneaky creatures abby warned him always screwing up plans and getting everyone else into trouble, but themselves. "You okay there buddy?" He adresses Vasara watching the tall bear, he wondered where he came out of hybernation from. (shift back to regular human form, since there is no threat anymore)
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Post by Karin on Jun 5, 2006 22:00:46 GMT 1
Karin screeched again. Apparently, she didn't seem to think the threat was gone. Things needed to be destroyed, things needed to burn, webs needed to be severed...
Still in Crinos, she grabbed random chairs and flung them at the windows. Then she started scratching at the walls, as if trying to tear them down with nothing but claws.
Then, the puppies got in the way.
Puppies? No... no puppies in Berlin. Berlin is our city! The colony...
But the colony had thrown her out...
Karin shifted down to homid and looked at both puppies. "Were-puppies?" she didn't like the sound of that at all.
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Post by Tony Vasara on Jun 5, 2006 22:10:48 GMT 1
"Another head in Halls of Ukko!" Vasara says proudly as he shifts into glabro
"Of course I'm fine, we are hardy folk!
"and you, I prefer a wereWOLF, don't know about my buddy here but many of my Tribe would have ripped you apart just for calling them 'puppies'." Still looking at gurahl he bows his head and continues "I am HONORED to meet your kind"
"Hmm, should we enter the Umbra and try to find out about those Banes?" Vasara makes an evil-looking grins and looks at wallmirrors in O'Tolleys... maybe they should...
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Post by Ilya on Jun 5, 2006 22:20:29 GMT 1
Once the threat has seemingly passed, Ilya shifts back to his humanesque form. Hearing the sirens, he turns to the biker.
"Yes," He says, acknowledging Vasara, "The authorities will be inside at any moment. We'd best leave this place."
Looking down at the unconscious fomor, he lets out a soft grumble.
"But what of this one?" He asks, making sure to step between both it and the less-than-sane Ratkin, "We can't just leave him... it."
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Post by Karin on Jun 5, 2006 22:30:05 GMT 1
Karin stared at the were-puppy with contempt and then shook her head.
"Actually..."
She considered letting them step sideways and face the whole lot of banes. It wouldn't be very nice, but they weren't very nice were-puppies. Then she decided against it. She would need their help, and if the bear-thing wanted them along, so be it.
"Actually, not unless you want to be smothered by a thousand Wyrm-spirits at once. Now, let's head outside first, then we can jump in the Umbra."
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Post by Kaleb on Jun 5, 2006 22:36:24 GMT 1
kaleb snickers at the idea of what to do with the fomori. "Burn it!" He jumps up and down. "Then let's leave for we get into too much trouble." He looks around and then looks at the crazed ratkin chick. "I'm sure you got a lighter or something useful on you." He snorts, rolling his eyes. Abby knew what those types were all about, so did he.
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Post by Tony Vasara on Jun 5, 2006 22:42:23 GMT 1
"That fomori is an Enemy, if you let him live, he might corrupt others. Just kill him, do it mercifully if you must, but DO it anyways."
"Let's move, if we want to burn it we need fuel, and we don't have time to get any!" Vasara enters the kitchen and walks to employees exit.
"Well, are you coming?!" he opens the door and runs into the backalley, still in glabro.
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Post by Ilya on Jun 5, 2006 23:15:31 GMT 1
A frown on his face, Ilya bends down and picks up the unconscious fomor, slinging him over his shoulder.
"If we were to kill him here," He says, walking towards the employee exit, "The tainted spirit within would merely join the others like it which reside on the other side."
He lets out a sigh.
"He must perish, but not here," He says, "Away from this place. Then we may cross the Gauntlet and destroy the bane as it flees his body."
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