The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)

[Archangel99]

Jackal holds up the dagger, and the guard sniffs it before jerking away. "Yes... He's an undead alright. Albeit actually dead now... Konstantin Manor, you said? Hmmm... That place is quite large... There might be more undead in there. Wait a moment. I must call my comrades." He says, taking out the phone. A few button presses later, he's on a call. "Yes, Mikael? We have a code black." He says, holding up the dagger and looking at it with a disgusted expression. "Yes, code Black. You heard me right. Gather the boys and meet back here. Uh..." He looks around a bit. "I'm between some packing crates in an alley. You'll meet me near the manor? Bad idea. That place is bound to be swarming... Yeah okay. Oh. And get the blessed weapons. Mine too. Yeah. Uhhh yeah why not. Uh huh. Nah, too loud. Yep. Alright. We're done. Oh, and uh... Try to keep it quiet, huh? We don't want another mess like last time." He says, before cutting the line.
"Let's go. They'll meet us before we get to the Manor. The only reason I'm even taking you along is because somewhere in the back of my head, I still wish this was a stupid prank." He says, walking off and gesturing for them to follow him.

 

[Floozer]

She follows after him, shaking her head as they go "I am afraid not sir... I only make small pranks that hold no consequence other than a friendly punch on the arm... not full scale mobilization of the guards. That would just be stupid and unprofessional."

 

[Archangel99]

"Stupider shit has been done before..." The guard mutters.
"Really? Like what?" Jackal pipes up.
"An asshole set fire to something as a prank, ended up burning almost an entire district to the ground."
"Oh damn."
"Indeed."

They eventually come within sight of the manor, and stop. Konstantin Manor is a huge, Victorian Era affair, with a modern twist. Large metal doors instead of oaken, and large bay windows adorn a massive front.

Instead of wood, the house has been made with the red stone that is common in Syncharion, a devilish mockery of a noble architecture, with obsidian slated roofs covering the gables, and a stylised demon for a weathervane.

 

[Floozer]

She stops at the entrance to the manor and shudders "this place... there is certainly something wrong here. Inside and down below is where the undead said it was happening... right Jackal?"

 

[Archangel99]

"Not down below. The entire manor... Look. There's a few in the yard already..." He mutters, pointing with his chin to a group of about ten undead lounging about in the yard. These don't seem to be as fresh as the undead they had killed earlier, if their smooth, cat-like movements were anything to go by.
"Ugh... I can smell them from here..." Jackal mutters, wrinkling his nose in distaste.
About ten minutes later, eight more Ultimas round the corner. They're all carrying shortswords, and one tosses three to Jackal, Karline, and Phorsaal. They see that they're not actually shortswords, but the much longer cousin, the broadsword. The Ultima, of course, made the large blade look quite small compared to their size.
"Wha-? Hey, Mikael! These are civs! Why did you give them the swords as well?" Their guard asks.
"Why not? We're going to need all the help we can get, Ularn." Mikael says.
"And again, I repeat my statement. They have no experience with undead!" Ularn growls.
"I do, actually." Karline pipes up.
"Quiet, slave. Okay so ONE of them has experience with dealing with an undead. And why the fuck did you bring the Falmer Cannon!?" He says irritatedly, gesturing to a medium sized golden cannon being towed by another Ultima.
"We're taking them, cap. End of discussion. I have a feeling we'll need them. And the cannon is... Well... Because why the fuck not." Mikael says, chuckling.
"The last time you had a feeling, we almost ended up getting screwed over after falling for a prank!"
Mikael just shrugs and laughs.
"Sooooo.... What's our plan of attack?" Jackal asks.
"We take them down group by group. Lure the ones at the gate towards us, kill them, lure the ones in the hall out, surround them, kill them. Standard undead dispatching procedure. Any questions?" Ularn says grumpily.

 

[Floozer]

Phorsaal raises her hand "Actually yes. I have no combat experience with a blade...or really melee combat. I deal mostly with spells to be honest so... I am not sure how much help I can actually be. I don't suppose you have some undead destroying spells on hand I could use instead?"

 

[Archangel99]

"Then it would be best if you leave now. Undead spells take time to teach, and time is something we are short on." Ularn says, holding his hand out for the sword.

 

[Floozer]

She deflates a bit but hands the sword back over to the ultima. "could at least use fire ball or lightning ball..." She mutters under her breath, cursing her lack of melee prowess.

 

[Archangel99]

"No use unless you can cast spells very quickly and very accurately. We all know magic, yet none of us use it simply because they can easily dodge, unless it affects a large area. And area affecting spells drain a lot of energy, so..." He takes the sword back, careful not to touch the blade. "It is best you leave, because you don't exactly look like an expert spellcaster, if you will excuse my bluntness. You two. You have experience with blades, yes?" Ularn asks.
Jackal and Karline nod. "I'm a little rusty in my skill, but it'll come back quickly enough. I also know how to trap undead for a short time." Karline says.
Ularn raises an eyebrow. "Interesting. How did you come by a slave like this?" He asks Jackal.
"Long story."
"He tricked me."
"Ah... Anyway... Do you have anything else to do?" He asks Phorsaal.

 

[Floozer]

She sighs in defeat and shakes her head "No, I suppose I will just stay out of the way and maybe pick off any stragglers that try to sneak out among the chaos."

 

[Archangel99]

"Good idea. Stay clear though. And be careful." Ularn says, nodding to his men and walking forwards, Jackal and Karline trailing behind them.

 

[Floozer]

Once they are gone she stands guard, keeping her eyes open for any slip aways "Some mistress I am... can't fight up close and my spells are sub standard. Real powerful demon, oooo, watch out, here comes Phorsaal the fuck up." She mutters, clearly down on herself.

 

[Archangel99]

[Git gud.]

A few minutes later, the sound of battle reaches her ears. Snarls, clashing, and yells filter through the air towards her, as well as the odd yell of pain.
Looking at the lawn, she sees that the Ultima have cleared them out, and are already moving into the house, where more sounds of fighting emanate.

 

[Floozer]

[Yay, content my character isn't built for. Might as well just speed it along, I can't fight in this so just tell the story like it was a book or something.]

"Well, at least the guards are holding their own."

 

[Archangel99]

There are crashes from inside the house, and suddenly, a body comes flying out of one of the windows, screeching before it lands with a sickening crunch on the lawn. It doesn't get back up.
More crashes and screaming. Suddenly, a loud explosion rocks through the house, and she sees a large, gaping hole in the wall of the first floor, and the charred remains of these undead bodies below. Someone had probably used the cannon... Aaaand yep. That sounded like Ularn chewing someone out... It seemed they were having fun!
All of a sudden, there's a dead quiet. No clashing, crashing, snarling, or yells. The whole house has fallen eerily silent.
Suddenly, a scream of pure terror rips through the air. She can now hear panicked yelling, and rapid footsteps coming towards the main door.

 

[Floozer]

It was a volley of different happenings. The fighting and dead bodies all good signs. The explosion caught her off guard though and made her jump in place. The silence made her worry and she stared at the main door, wondering just what was going on.

 

[Archangel99]

Jackal bursts out first, followed by Karline, who crashes to the ground, before being picked up by Ularn, who is running like his pants are on fire.
"Run! She's coming!" He screams, looking back into the house. Mikael and five other guards follow. The sixth almost makes it out, before he suddenly jerks to a stop and looks down at his chest.
There is a large, curved claw sticking out.
It suddenly yanks him back inside, and Phorsaal can hear the Ultima screaming, followed by the sound of flesh being torn apart.
"Phorsaal! Fucking RUN!" Jackal screams, blowing right past her, his eyes filled with sheer terror.

 

[Floozer]

"Oh..." She quickly jerks around and runs as fast as her legs will carry "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

 

[Archangel99]

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW, JUST RUN!" Jackal screams.
Behind them, an unearthly wail fills the air, followed by a loud, manic cackle.
If she looked behind, Olivia would see a pale body on a giant mass of tentacles, to put it simply. It was a female, that much was obvious, judging by the breasts, but that was where the physical resemblance to any kind of creature stopped. In place of legs were writhing, slithering black ropes of tentacles tipped with claws the size of scythe blades. The woman was a twisted, mutated creature, with the torso of a human, four insectile arms, a lipless mouth with a double row of large, sharp fangs that overlapped each other and dripped poison stretched around her face in a sick, permanent grin, and large, red orbs for eyes that practically invited her to stare into them. Her hair was another mass of tentacles, each with their own large mouth.

 

[Floozer]

The sight of such a monster only makes her run faster, pulling ahead of Jackal a little bit "SWEET BRIMSTONE DOWN BELOW WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK!" She screams making her way down the streets. "How the fuck do we stop something like that?!"

 

[Archangel99]

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW JUST KEEP FUCKING RUNNING!!" He yells back, casting a fearful glance at the monster.
"We have to kill her somehow! She's the master! She's been consuming!" Ularn yells, pulling up next to them with barely any effort.
He suddenly grabs both of them and tosses them onto his shoulders before picking up the pace, running even faster, except now he's heading in a different direction. Away from the main street.
The monster screeches behind them, her tentacles lashing out and trying to snag the guards, her failures just making her even more pissed off.

[Oh, and I forgot. She's got giant insect legs too. Like those things from Starship Troopers. That's how she's following you.]

 

[Floozer]

"There has to be a counter spell! She reached the form by consuming souls and blood! surely the souls are angry at her. If we can give them a chance to rebel, surely they would rip her asunder right?!"

 

[Archangel99]

"Too late! Souls have been absorbed already! That's why she's so mutated!" Ularn yells, casting a look back to see how the others are doing. The monster follows them for a while longer, before suddenly stopping. Her eyes go wide, and the holes where her nostrils should be dilate and flex before she immediately turns, heading down a different street.
A street which happened to lead right to Phorsaal's flat.

 

[Floozer]

Her eyes widen "NO NO NO! Follow that bitch! No, actually, go to my appartment, room 355 in the Pitfall apartment complex! She is going after my slaves!" She wails in horror. "We have to stop her! I don't care how! Kill her!"

 

[Archangel99]

"Jarlok! Get the cannon ready!" Ularn suddenly yells. "She's exposed!"
"Yes boss!" One of the guards yells back, before tossing a conical shot into the cannon and aiming at the monster's back. He carefully takes aim before firing at her.
The cannon blows a clean hole right through her chest, and she falls forward, crumpled in a heap.
Jarlok whoops and high fives another guard. "Bullseye!" He yells.
But... Their victory is short lived. Right before their eyes, the wound starts to close up, and the monster slowly gets back to her feet before turning to face them. She screeches and gives chase once again, her eyes burning with hatred as she chases them down once more.

 

[Floozer]

She breaths a slight sigh of relief "Yes! Keep shooting her! Keep that bitch coming after us. Karline, do you know any necromancy that could stop something this far gone?!"

 

[Archangel99]

"No! I've never even seen something like this!" She yells, her eyes wide as she looks back at the monster.
That was a mistake.
The monster smiles, and Karline suddenly jerks and twitches before falling limp.
She wakes up almost immediately, and bites down hard into Ularn's shoulder. Her eyes are the same shade of red as the monster's, now.
Ularn screams in pain and grabs Karline by the head, almost smashing her into a building as he runs past, but with a supreme show of willpower and strength, Jackal manages to pull his hand back, before yelling at him. "You go on! I'll take care of Karline!" He yells, grabbing his possessed slave and jumping off, rolling into a side street. The monster doesn't even glance at them, still relentlessly keeping up her pursuit.

 

[Floozer]

"She can possess just by looking at people! That is so not fair!" She stops and thinks for a moment. "Is... that actually a way to beat her? Match her will for will?"

 

[Archangel99]

"Not a good idea!" Ularn yells, only glancing back, and making sure not to make eye contact with the woman.
"Boss! Should we try blowing her head off!?"
"No! We need a mage! A very powerful one!" He yells. "You! Start flinging stuff at her! Anything offensive you can muster! Do it!" He yells.

 

[Floozer]

"I am only good with illusions, I doubt she will fall for those though!" She starts throwing fire and lightning as best she can at the monster chasing them.