by The Kingpin » Tue Jan 22, 2013 11:51 pm
Jacob shot through the opening, armblades activated, a stream of distorted air flowing from one of his wrists as he went, slashing through a tendril that tried to cut off the path, his free hand holding his assault rifle at the ready. As they closed in on what looked like an exit, formed by Kane's blast, a pillar of tendrils began to extend from the ground, writhing together like a giant sentient rope. With a low mechanical roar, the assault Rifle's RCS projector activated, the grenade-launcher extension under the weapon splitting apart and rotating rapidly, a deep purple bolt soaring forward from within the glaring interior of the weapon, striking the pillar just as it began to lean towards the entrance, the tendrils being torn apart by rift energies as arcs of what looked like purple electricity crackled and struck the ground around the impact site, the tendrils being dissolved as the snare sealed the spot where the tendrils were rising from, keeping them down as the Mercenary leapt over it and through the hole in the structure's wall, diving out of the building as the Felicity drifted in for a pickup, airlock door open, the man diving in and rolling, landing in a crouch and turning to face the structure, taking aim as he prepared to shoot down anything that attempted to follow his comrade...
A bellowing roar came from the beast as the rail shot skidded off it's left flank, stopping halfway along as it went through two feet of the black slime that writhed across its sickening form. Snarling, the beast swung its head at the vehicle, tendrils of the slime flailing out, one of them striking an antenna on the vehicle, ripping it clean off the APC and pulling it back, the antenna breaking down until it resembled a blade more than an antenna, the monstrosity attaching it to it's snout, giving it a makeshift nosehorn as it charged towards them, groaning as it bled where it's skin was exposed enough for a hit, but otherwise shrugging off the lighter gunfire...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG