capeandcowllogs | STOMPIN ON ANTS

WHO: MARCELINE'S DAD AND EVERYONE WHO WANTS TO FIGHT HIM
WHERE: DOWNTOWN
WHEN: FATHER'S DAY
WARNINGS: faitos
SUMMARY: So Marceline's Dad's ticked at least a few people off. Or at least has earned the title of Oh This Guy Could Be A Problem. So people are stopping him. Yup.
FORMAT: Whatever yall feel like doing

[Over the course of four days Marceline's dad has grown from a normal Dad height to roughly 100 feet taller than the tallest skyscraper in the City. While this makes it very hard to walk between the city streets, it does make it extremely easy to suck in more souls! All he has to do is open his mouth in an elongated fashion and many, many souls fly in! He's also singing, a loud booming voice heard throughout the City. It seems to be in the butchered tune of "Singing in the Rain".]

OH I'M SUCCCCCCCCKING IN THE CITYYYYYYYY~ [You get the picture]

OOC: For the majority of the threads, Marceline's dad will remain relatively unkillable. It won't be until after Marceline arrives and when he reveals his tadpole neck sacs that he will be vulnerable and killable! I hope you all have fun!

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[From a conveniently positioned rooftop, Mockingbird is watching the behemoth dad-beast do his dirty work as she tries to quickly formulate a plan of attack.]

If I get close enough to him, maybe I can cancel out his powers...

So you'll be needing yourself a lift, huh?

[look! up in the sky!

no, wait, behind you, swooping in low. wut up.] Because I think I can have you covered in that respect.

[salute.

beat.

grimace.]

Seriously, though, what is up with this thing's face. I kind of want to barf. [er--] Not that I will. I mean.

[.....fistpump?]...To business, right?

[A smile and a nod. This child is crazy, but she likes crazy.]

Let's do it! Hopefully I won't wind up looking like him though...

[Hmmm. Either this guy is very, very large, or he has a disproportionately loud voice.

From the sound of his footsteps, Snake is going with the former guess.]

I suppose setting fire to the entire block you're on is no longer an option, as you're larger than the block itself.

[He's down on the ground somewhere, holding a large blowtorch. Don't mess with the blind guy holding a blowtorch. Unless you're taller than the tallest skyscraper in the City, I guess.]

I'd like to speak with you about returning my sister's soul.

[Aaaand he turns on the blowtorch.]

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Is it getting warm?

[Lyra's on a rooftop that reaches... Okay, a bit below the soulsucking monster's knees. And she's doing her best, which really just means she's using TK to throw everything she can lift at him.]

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Are the mosquitoes out already?

[Guy's big. In a huge, skyscraper-imitating, oddly musical way. That and, he's vacuum-cleanering souls, which aside from being gross, has supervillain written all over it. Julian's throwing himself into the ring is is using telekinesis to get eye-level with this guy. He's staying out of the way of that mouth but is doing what he can to distract big bad and ugly from what he's doing. Which, means, basically, he's TK-grabbing everything within reach and aiming it at daddy dearest's eyes.]

[Shields himself to cushion that blow, then comes back at the guy from behind. Concussive blasts now being aimed in the direction of the guy's head]

[Marceline floats on in, her little noodle feet dangling as she rises up to be on level with her father. There's no bass to get this time; she left it in her MAC closet so that he wouldn't get his tentacley hands on it. Technically, she doesn't really need to see him at all! And right now she would kind of like that, but she's gonna do this anyway. So lame.

She sounds almost sheepish! Mostly grumpy, though.]

Hi, dad.

Marceline? What are you doing here?

[Oh god this is the most painful thing ever to say ever:]

I want to talk to you. [WAIT IS THAT ALL IT DOESN'T SOUND VERY HEARTFELT] About stuff. [BETTER]

[or maybe that's just really really gross.]

Augh! Dude! This is so sick. [arcing back up to give his armor time to reform into a new gun.] This is sicker than the giant centipedes. [he's got his Scarab linkup to broadcast his voice to every channel open in the fight!] You guys remember the giant centipedes, right? I remember the giant centipedes. Blugh--

Ugh, anyway--[commence scarab scan of vitals!]

What the hell are those?!

[Any video-gamer would know that's a classic Boss-fight style armour chink. And if he'd kept those sac things hidden until now, there's a fair bet he doesn't want them injured.]

Everyone! Aim for the neck!

[And, pretty much aiming a full concussive blast of TK right at those sac things.]

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That was very rude, young fleshpimple. []

[And, shielding to try and hold the arm off. Only partially successful since the tentacle can still hold the shield. He's still aiming blasts at more sacs though, cause that seems to be working and he'll fight till he can't anymore, regardless]

_{( yeah, this isn't disgusting at all. but robin is watching everyone else and decides that this might be a viable attack option. so he'll swing in close and toss a handful of explosives at a few of the sacks, then tumble onto an adjacent building. fun times. )}

STOMPIN ON ANTS

MAIN ATTACK!

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MARCELINE ARRIVES open to marceline only

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SAC ATTACK aka THE FINAL BLOWS

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