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i was on my way to work when i realized i'm wasted

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SUMMARY: Chronos and Vector are failures and half the City goes apeshit!

It's been a lovely, warm, sunny day in the City, winding into a nice warm afternoon that definitely doesn't feel like the first day of Fall. As the sun gets lower and lower in the sky, however, something goes wrong. It's a very discreet malfunction, and even people in the general area probably won't notice it; what they will notice, however, are the temporal shockwaves emanating from the malfunctioning device.

Not to mention the eventual effects of those shockwaves. Is that man standing in the middle of the crosswalk with a lampshade on his head? Where did he even find a lampshade?

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[Shiva was actually on her way to assassinate someone when she was affected, which means that the dude she was supposed to whack has caught a lucky break!... for like the next 12 hours maybe. All she can feel is the fire of the Lazarus Pit burning the fuck out of her, and, useless as she knows it would be, she really really wants to snap somebody's neck. Her motions are relatively disoriented, given that this is, you know, her, her eyes are narrowed with pain and madness, and every so often she lifts her head up and screams.

SO YEAH she's just dinosaur-walking down the street and sometimes swiping towards people at random are you a bad enough dude to rescue the pedestrians y/n]

[Sanji was not at the club, he got his days off and spent most of this one down by the harbor watching the ships. He's on his way back home toward nightfall, mostly wrapped up in his thoughts but starting to notice odd things. Like the middle-aged guy talking to a lamppost about the chick he took to prom last night. And then the old woman asking random people if they had seen her daddy.

But really, the beautiful lady suddenly taking a swipe at him as he walked was just too much]

...o-oi! Watch where you're going!

[She barely heard his voice, but Shiva was at least aware that there was someone in front of her, though the details were slightly obscured by the fiery walls of molten death she was currently wading through. Male. There was nothing else important; she kept seeing different faces. King Snake, Batman, David Cain... Every inch of her body might be flaring with pain, but she was also throbbing with newly instilled power. Or, uh, thought she was.

She would show him how strong she was. With incredible strength and not all that much aim, she grunted and launched a kick at Sanji's ribcage.]

[there wasn't enough time to flail, even though a woman was attacking him. Sanji lurched backward and raised a leg, using his knee to block the kick]

What the...? Hey! I didn't mean to be rude, there's no need for this!

[he wasn't going to retaliate, but the way his knee smarted after that hit, it occurred to him that maybe he shouldn't let any of her hits connect]

[Shiva responded with a wordless hiss that sounded more like "HHRAAANNNNGHHH" than anything else, perhaps betraying just how much pain she was in--not that that was any kind of concern to her.

No blocking. None. She launched herself at him again, one knee going for his solar plexus and her right hand aiming at where she assumed the sternum was.]

[fresh from having his hands mangled, Sanji was extremely protective of them, and sacrificed the hit to his gut in order to dodge and protect his arms and hands. He went down with a grunt, but rolled back to his feet.

Well, better that she was attacking him than some civilian, but still! Sanji held poised, his body ready to handspring the hell out of there if need be]

[Oh he is totally going to have to handspring, because now that he's "down" Shiva is going to redouble her efforts and TRY TO KICK HIM IN THE FACE. The fact that he protected his neck (or so she thinks) just means that she'll have to strike at it the harder; maybe when this is over, she will snap it. In this state, the thought is almost pleasing.]

[NOT THE FACE well good one quick backflip and he's just out of the way enough to be able to block to protect himself, standing and ready]

..oi, stop it! I'm not going to fight you. Do you hear me?

[HIS BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL FACE okay now she's kind of... staring at him, glaring with all the madness she can muster. Her shoulders are kind of hunched, too, her (still long! she has not cut it yet) hair is hanging in her face, and it's clear all her muscles are tensed. BAD FORM, SHIVA. BAD FORM.]

Stop... dodging. [Her voice is unnecessarily rough, testament to just how fucked up she is right now!] Stop talking. Fight.

[definitely bad form for a kenpo artist, not like Sanji can talk. He stands straight, arms loose and legs braced, one foot forward to move into blocking position]

Wait, I recognize you now. You were the lady who took exception to my personal rules of combat. [slight scowl] I still won't fight you even if you try to kill me.

[She totally doesn't recognize him, but she hears what he says and then starts... laughing... like a crazy person, which she is.

For like... a really long time, with impressive lung capacity! And then she lunges. Again. He is not worth the leopard blow, and she isn't in any state to perform it, though she doesn't actually recognize that last part.]

Nnh! [he moves quickly to counter, sticking to his convictions without faltering and only blocking or deflecting with his legs. It leaves him scrambling backwards down the sidewalk, and sends pedestrians scattering out of their way, but at least he isn't harming a woman!

...never mind that the blow to his stomach hit a part of him his super-strength didn't extend to. His stamina kept him from simply rolling over on the ground, but it seemed harder to breathe than it should have been]

[STILL LAUGHING INSANELY and completely unable to pick up any subtleties in his weaknesses, she keeps on raining down blows. Not that this will overtax her stamina since she feels like she's on fire, or anything. Heavens, no.]

[fortunately, his super-stamina lets him keep up with her, but this can't go on forever. He won't kick a woman, but there are still moves he can use.

There! A sign post. Sanji leaps backward into it, then grabs it and swings himself around it so that he gets up behind her, and swings out to hook a leg around her waist. A leg-trap isn't a kick, it's a loophole he can use to try to bring down an opponent]

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[Zelgadis was busy puzzling over the fact that the City suddenly looked a lot safer and less eager to tackle him to a wall with a dogcatcher's lasso and tase him about six times and lock him up in an underground bunker.

WHICH WAS NICE, but...confusing. It hadn't occurred to him to check the date just yet, and even if it was about to, some crazy bitch lunging at a defenseless NPC kind of took away the opportunity.

Shiiit. And she's on her way in this direction.

Time for the sword.]

[Everything else is forgotten when she sees the gleam of METAL!!!!! through the flames, then notes the sword. Excellent.

She approaches him (or uh really..... the sword she doesn't care about who's holding it) with a twisted, slightly painful-looking smile on her face.]

Hello, hello.

Great. [she's crazysauce. it's smeared all over her face.

Zel sighs with an agitation more suited to getting a barbecue stain on his shirt than, y'know, being approached by crazy attack lady.

he slides a foot back for his defensive stance, giving her the "NOW LOOK HERE I'M WARNING YOU" look.]

[well now the time for words is past heh

HEH

HEH

She sighs briefly, then rushes forward and sort of... leaps at the last second because she wants to vault her crazy ass over Zelgadis and then attack him from behind THIS IS NOT MY POOR WRITING ELLE IT'S HER CRAZY STRATEGY]

[ALERT GASP. Zel raises his blade defensively and catches glimpse of dem asian legs leaping like the most deluded gazelle overhead; that's strangely indication enough for him to hustle backwards and...y'know. Barrel right into whatever blow she wanted to deal. HEALING SPELLS EXIST FOR A REASON, and at the moment, he's still under the influence that he's hideously still 1/3 granite.]

[So she basically just............ stomped on his face and shoulders as she goes tumbling down; she stops herself from totally eating pavement with a palm against the concrete, but at least she's temporarily off-balance. One leg totally shoots out, though, as she crouches down and kind of supports herself on the other one, to attempt KICKING THA HALE OUT OF HIM.]

Gyah--! [okay, first: OW??

second: wait, why ow? being made of rock meant that ow was limited to laserfire and...

okay, ow. science had to wait because getting kicked forward--again: ow--and he was in a bad spot.

one more kick and he's got a few steps distance to whirl around and fire a magic spell YEAH YOU WEREN'T EXPECTING THAT WERE YOU. pressurized air shoots out like a big ol' invisible bullet as he says:] Bomb di Wind!

[NO SHE MOST CERTAINLY DID NOT and Shiva basically just gets comically blown back......... into the semioutdoorish fruit stand part of one of those grocery stores that are everywhere in NYC. However, because this is her, she thinks she is getting thrown back into a wall of fire and she gaspscreams accordingly.]

[oh shit.

Zel winces. it wasn't THAT bad, was it? crap. if he broke her spine or something his whole day was just going to go downhill even faster. one more thing.

he waves gawking bystanders away--] MOVE! [--and slowly advances, sword up because if she's playing possum he's not getting punk'd.]

[As Shiva continues to try to control her screaming and fails completely, something else also goes out of control--her powers.

Her soundtrack powers.

Laboriously, she pulls herself back into a sick approximation of a fighting stance, just as the soft music that's already been playing amps up to eleven and the dulcet tones of YOUUHOOHOOHOHOOHOOOOOOO YA SEX IS ON FIYAAAAHHHHHHHH (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RF0HhrwIwp0) start blasting down the street, so loud that even Shiva can hear it.]

What--

[To her credit, she looks exactly as confused as everyone else.]

[if she's as bewildered about the kings of leon as he is and back on her feet, that...was pretty much evidence that she wasn't utterly beat up by a gust of air. which was...good? Zel wasn't so sure.

in any case, weirder things had happened downtown in all that time he'd been there (granted, 2020 things are a lot more angsty), so he only hesitates the moment she does, but not a second more.]

Freeze Arrow! [WOW I WONDER WHAT KIND OF MAGIC THIS IS.

no it's ice. he's aiming at her feet.]

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i was on my way to work when i realized i'm wasted

ALL NIGHT LONG if only to accomodate for multiple crazyfights

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JESUS CHRIST HOW MANY TIMES CAN I REPOST THIS COMMENT

♥?

!!

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make it werk.

desu

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elle i am so sorry

WHY WOULD YOU EVER APOLOGIZE FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS...