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Tweak says, "WHY THE HELL AM I CALLED TWEAK"

Jacen Solo actually won the Ultimate Showdown (jeditraitor) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-07-23 22:30:00

Entry tags:

barbara gordon/oracle, cara mason, chuck shurley, clark kent, damien thorn, eliot spencer, jacen solo, jo harvelle, leela, morgana, prue halliwell, richie foley/gear, ron weasley, sarah connor, seeley booth, simon tam, sora, spike, stephanie brown/batgirl, vi, xander harris

Who: Everyone not currently raising Lucifer from hell or on their way to Illchester to try and stop it, possessed, fighters, everyone.
What: Apocolypse now-ish
Where: Riiiight outside the apartment
When: 23rd Feb 2010
Rating: Temp Character Death
Status: Ongoing

OOC: This, is giant post of fighty doom. Subthread away, feel free to have the demons have a couple more hellhounds, no more than about 6 among everyone though, maybe a Daeva or two Meg sent down, and generally go for it with exorcisms however people decide to do them. The dead as we said can be picked up by Cara but only those we decided on. You guys know the limits on how far the fights can go etc so just have fun with it and get the good guys back to good guys, ...or..in Jacen's case, sort of good, good ish. And YES of course logs can take place in and around the same time elsewhere, aka hunts, or if the Tam's wanted a showdown etc. This is just the main battle ground.

Distraction. Little Miss riding on Daddy's reputation wanted a distraction. Then she'd have one. He'd gotten the call like everyone else. Now. It was all it said, and the demon walking around in Jacen Solo had known precicely what to do. He'd summoned some friends, pets if one had a twisted enough sense of humour. Luckily he did. Hellhounds. Two, one on either side of him, and tied up in the car Jacen was learning to drive. Vi. The Slayer. His house guest for the last little while. And she was a great deal of fun He had been told now was the time to make the distraction and as he bundled Vi out of the car near the complex and walked her in front of him still with a Force grip around her to prevent her from walking too far ahead.

"You're gonna love this, Meg's got Sam....she's got him right there and he's going to free Lucifer" he said laughing wildly as he decided to begin plan distraction by shooting back at the car they'd just got out of with a shot of lightning, blue and dangerous and all his. "He's gonna reward me, me and my sister because we were meant to be the distraction, y'know. Take the powerful ones, take the heavy hitter out of the running and I got you, I got freaking Superman out looking for me and my sisters starting fires all over the city. We're winning this war. And when Lucifer rises, you're all gonna bow to people like me" Another shot of lightning this one hitting the front of the complex and setting off the defences it had surrounding it. Ruby's magic barrier, even though she couldn't get into the damn place, alarms. But he was pretty sure there had been people out hunting him, he'd driven round a whole lot, thought about parks, thought about another warehouse but where was more distracting than right in their back yard

He supposed he could hold his own for a while but he needed the others with him He hoped they'd gotten the same message he had, Speaking of messages, another bolt of lightning hit the door. If that wasn't a message nothing was.

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Downtown: fire and blood and games, oh my!

tricksterjaina
2010-07-29 08:29 pm UTC (link)

>"I'm here, aren't I?"

“Looks that way,” she responded, frowning a little, almost like trying to see through him, see inside him, see if he was really here. He was, but he didn’t have to be. She knew he was fast - he’d practically blown into the room, after all, almost like appearing, magic, poof, surprise! Maybe he’d be gone in a second. But he didn’t look like he was planning on leaving, not yet. He had that whole hero thing going on, strong and brave and she wanted so much to tear this one open and see how brave he would be then, blood and guts spilling out all over.

Her former plaything was forgotten completely, now. This one was much better. Shiny new toy.

And then he’s saying those words, Latin exorcism and she flinched in pain at the jarring sensation of her being trying to separate from this body she’d claimed. “No,” she growled, real voice and Jaina's voice blending into something strange, something inhuman, eyes going black, gritting her teeth, throwing out a hand, lightning and a sharp push, a shocking shockwave, a panic-driven attempt to distract him. It just had to be long enough to get away, that was all.

He’d catch her, though. He was fast, he’d blown in here like he was the wind, she’d never outrun him. Even as great as this body was, Jaina wasn’t inhumanly fast. The only escape she would have would be killing him, or leaving the body behind... and the latter was only a last resort.

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Downtown: fire and blood and games, oh my!

ex_sonofkryp215
2010-08-01 07:07 am UTC (link)

The Latin was enough to make the demon inside Jaina scared. She retaliated, sending out a blast of lightning and power at him all at once. Clark might have been powerful, but he couldn't withstand everything. The lightning struck him hard and he went crashing backward, landing sharply on his shoulders from the sheer force of the attack. That, he found, had actually hurt. There wasn't much out there that could hurt him - magic and kryptonite being the two he was most aware of - but that? It had worked. The demon had a weapon to use against him and that was certainly a first on his part when it came to this race of monster. Rolling to the side, Clark planted his hands to the ground and quickly began to push himself onto his feet. His shirt was ripped and there was a definite burn in his chest from where he had been struck, but he could feel that it was already beginning to heal.

"I don't think so," Clark said stubbornly. She was going to run. Clark wasn't going to let her. He bounded forward, moving from the spot he'd been thrown to and back out to the opposite side of the room, landing directly in the demon's path in less than half a second. He grabbed her shoulder, mouth already forming the words of the exorcism all over again. She could fight him. She could make him hurt. But she could never run away. Not when there was an innocent person trapped inside of that body and certainly not after she had harmed so many people. That demon was going back to Hell and Clark was personally going to see to it that she got there.

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