[Twi]Vampyr Assassin!!!: A Lynching Spin-off

[The Shoveler]

He gulps, then remembers what caused some problems for him earlier down in the vents: C4.
"Sayonara, bitches!" he says, throwing a pack of it in front of him a good 30 yards, then detonating it when the first of the horde gets 20 yards away from the pack.
He turns focus of his bullets on the bellies of the enemy currently swarming him.

[Colesign]

Johnny Python

The C4 goes off, and bodies both bat-like and human go flying through the air, or bits and pieces of them. Nearly half of the Red Court Vampyrs have been taken out. That leaves only 2 blocks of C4 left.

Your G36 roars, putting hole after hole in the bellies of the Red Court, bursting their blood reservoirs. But one of them get within striking range and lets out an extremely scary shriek, swinging a huge obsidian machete at you with it's knuckled hands.

[The Shoveler]

(Physical Plot Point(if owned. How many do I have now?))
He suddenly remembers that knife he picked up earlier from the Crate to fight the Flood. He drops the gun, pulls out the knife, and attempts to throw the blow to the side, using the motion of his enemy to his advantage. He then throws the blade into the gut of the enemy.
"Get the hell out of my space, you *******!" he yells at the Vampyre.

[Colesign]

Johnny Python

(Only one: but don't worry, you don't need it for this)

You sidestep the Vampyr's charge, and put a knife straight through its belly, ripping open the blood reservoir. It collapses, struggling weekly on the ground.

Suddenly, the horde stops. From bloodthirsty fury to tense stillness in 5 seconds flat.

The voice of Tezcatlipoca rings out over the courtyard. "You are indeed skilled warriors, to have felled so many of our kin, cattle though your are. Such bravery should be held in high esteem."

You have no idea what he's playing at.

[The Shoveler]

(just making sure)
"It's really more cunning than skill," he states, raising his gun and taking aim at the head vampyre's stomach. He doesn't fire. This would ruin the fun. Besides, the Vampyre had managed to dodge anything approaching a lethal (to them) blow, so he doubted he'd hit anyways.

[Colesign]

Johnny Python

(You also have a reflex point or two to spend)

"The clever warrior is just as highly praised as the strong one." Tezcatlipoca affirms, making a grand expansive gesture: you can't tell what expression he's wearing behind his mask.

"But such courage, such dedication, such will: it is a horrible thing to watch souls with such qualities pass away."

His priests line up behind him, all of them glowering at you and adjusting bits of gold jewelry that you're pretty sure are focus items.

[The Shoveler]

Nope, not happenin'. No pot shots on Johnny, no sirree!
"Not gonna happen, sonny!" he says, unloading a full clip into the priests behind the head priest. Most gut shot level, some groin shot level. Don't mess with the bayou.

[darkblade]

James leaps forward over the back energy and driving his sword into the face of the closest Jaguar Warrior. "There's more where that came from, *******s."

[nanobot_swarm]

Miguel collapses, his limbs unable to move and operate the controls. Without its master, the mech goes stiff and moves no more. However, Miguel knows he can still speak through the machine, and it will echo across good distance. Using this to his advantage, he begins to recite various Psalms, specifically 12, 40, 108, 140, 141. Hopefully these words will weaken the High Priest, or maybe grant some divine intervention.

[Colesign]

{Nanobot_Swarm, Johnny Python shot up Tezcatlipoca a few turns ago, breaking his hold over you. Even if he still was paralyzing you with his will, you could have also spent a Mental Plot Point to overcome his effect for one turn.

And if you had the Spear of Destiny...let's just say you probably shouldn't have thrown it away.}

[nanobot_swarm]

(Oh. Pretend that didn't happen.)

Regaining control of body and mech, Miguel races the Hierophant up the pyramid to retrieve the Spear of Destiny, which once again, has lodged itself into a wall near to its intended target.

[Colesign]

Miguel Juan

"Die then, and be forgotten!!!"

Tezcatlipoca, the last of the Lords of Outer Night, snarls and throws a bolt of Red Lightning at you, as the Jaguar Warriors of the Red Court throw themselves on you in waves, shrieking as the blessed armor sears their flesh, and continuing to try and drag you down nevertheless.

You wonder why he isn't doing the will sapping trick: then you realize that he's using his raw demi-god will to do the reverse, to strengthen the confidence and aggression of his spawn.

He turns and withdraws a distance with his priests, leaving the Spear of Destiny lying on one of the steps.

James

Your sword turns the Vampyr's skull into jelly. The oh-so brief truce ended, the other Vampyrs surrounding you, some in bat form, and others still flesh-masked, raise a machete, a calvary saber, and a claw respectively, and start trying to rip you to shreds again.

Johnny Python

You take down two of the priests, leaving Tezcatlipoca with only four acolytes. The others manage to raise some form of magical shield that looks like it's made from red water-vapor.

[The Shoveler]

No more long range. It was time to take the battle to them!
"1, 2, I'm coming for you..." he starts saying in a sing-songy fashion. He starts running towards the hordes, shooting those who get too close. He has to free up James so they'd have a better chance. It is at this point when he wonders exactly where the heck Captain is.

[industrious]

Captain B******

((Spending Physical Plot Point))

At the moment, the Captain is underground, surrounded by rock and dirt and stone. As soon as he saw the pyramid, he knew exactly what he had to do. He knew that something was horribly wrong. So he fully intends to fix it.

"The Leaning Tower of Pisa is straight! I have to fix it!"

Grasping the foundations of the ancient Mayan ruin, he struggles to lift the immense structure. But he pushes and he pulls and he takes another swallow of whiskey to get him psyched. And then he goes too far...and instead of causing it to merely lean, flips the whole thing.

"Whoops. Don't worry. I can take care of this."

[Colesign]

Johnny Python

You, as a combatent, from your holy snakes to your holy bullets, manage to cut a swath through the ranks of the Red Court, eventually linking up with James.

Time for a Back-to-Back Badass moment.

Then, in an example of the unfairness of life, the spotlight gets stolen by the Captain.

The Captain

{.....Wha...what are you...Yesssss...this...this is GLORIOUS!!!

One physical plot point spent (•), but I hereby award you a replacement plot point for doing something so...beautiful *sniff*}

Tezcatlipoca stares at the sight of the Captain lifting the miniature Mayan pyramid up that, his jaw hanging open. Then the Captain, with a mighty shove, flips the Mayan pyramid over: the crumbling stone edifice pancakes itself over, burying the Lord of Outer Night, his priest entourage, and a fair portion of his remaining Jaguar warriors.

On the downside, however, the row of bound-up sacrificial victims, as well as Miguel Juan and his Hierophants, are about to be crushed by falling rocks as well.

Unless someone saves them in the nick of time.

[The Shoveler]

"HEY CAPTAIN, THERE WERE SORT OF PEOPLE THERE! LIKE OUR BUDDY, MIGUEL!" Python yells at the bumbling idiot... who probably didn't even manage to kill the Head Priest. He got that "recurring boss" vibe from him for some reason.

[Draxx]

Before the pyramid can complete it's descent, Tezcatlipoca finds a hand grasp him. Before he can react, the grim figure lifts him up, and forces him into the apparently infinitly big on the inside sack. The Lord of the Outer night finds himself staring at hundreds of white points. Silent white pints, all of who are looking at him.

Dogwelder hasn't fed them since Tuesday. They are getting very hungry.

The sack moves, a few muffled sounds come out, and then silence.

[industrious]

Captain B******

"Shut up, okay! I'm sorry that I flipped the Leaning Tower of Pisa. I'm going to fix it as soon as I can. Honestly, you try to save an important historical building, and everybody yells at you..."

The fact that the structure he had defiled was, in fact, a Mayan temple is lost to him.

((I dare you to tell him that this isn't the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Please. Somebody please do it.))

[Colesign]

Dog Welder

[Huh...I'm going to let you get away with that for now. Beside, if you were right next to Tezcatlipoca, then that means you're also facing imminent burial via collapsing Mayan Pyramid.

Unless someone saves you, the sacrificial victims, and Miguel in the nick of time...

I'm going to wait one more turn for someone to try and do that, then let the Mayan Pyramid crush everyone underneath it.]

[The Shoveler]

"Leaning Tower of Pisa? It's a Mayan Temple..." Johnny seems confused by this. However, this doesn't matter to him. "It doesn't matter! We can fix the Tower later, for now we need to save the innocents and you're the only one fast enough to do so!" he says, seeming less harsh than the Captain is used to. In fact, he seems almost dependent upon the Captain.

[industrious]

The Captain

He then, after the prodding Johnny gave him, leaps into action.

"Right! Save the puppies! And the guy who keeps them in a sac. Hmm. Something isn't right about that statement. Anyway!"

The Captain flies as fast as he can towards the flipped structure, racing to save Dog Welder and Miguel. He doesn't worry about the sacrificial victims, though. In his mind(or what can be called a mind, anyway), they fall under the category of innocent bystanders, and those guys never seem to get hurt when a hero is around. The exact reason for that escapes him at the moment. It probably isn't something for him to worry about.

[nanobot_swarm]

He had been fighting off the Jaguar warriors and finally reached the spear, and then an idiot on his own team started to flip the damn pyramid over. He sighs, swears, apologises for the swear, and chucks the spear away from the pyramid into the courtyard, then rushes to grab the sacrificial victims and get out. He'll probably succeed in grabbing them, but by the time he tries to pull an Indiana Jones, the pyramid will already be flipped, so either he hits the ground with a thud and tries to run like hell away, or he gets rescued by the guy who flipped it. Ho hum.

[darkblade]

((Reflex point spend))

Not wanting his host body to be crushed under a tonne of rock, (stabbed sure, shot even better as long as there is still something left for him to possess when James dies) Romeo taps into the powers of Hell itself and uses them to teleport James ten feet to the left.

"What was that?"

[The Shoveler]

Python realizes that he's currently on a direct course with death as the tip comes down towards him. He runs back the way he came, looking like Indiana Jones in that Boulder scene. He'd loved those movies. They even inspired his dress at the moment, minus the glasses.

[Colesign]

Team Assassin

{Reflex Point Spent, Darkblades}

Amazingly, you all make it out alive. Dog Welder is rescued in the nick of time by the Captain, James teleports out of there, and Johnny Python, escapes the falling rocks and falling Mayan Pyramid, doing a dramatic combat roll at the last moment.

Miguel Juan gently grabs the sacrificial victims and begins to run out. He gets to the edge before a huge pile of rubble lands on top of him.

Then the Altar shatters itself on the ground, and the bloodline curse imbued within it explodes.

After the dust settles, you see a wasteland of stone blocks, and an atomized Altar. There's no sign of Miguel, and there are only 15 or so of the Red Court Vampyrs left, gazing in horror at what you all have done to their pyramid.

Suddenly, rocks shift, and Miguel's Hierophant Faith Mech straightens up out of the rubble. At the last moment he had curled up around the sacrificial victims, protecting them from the falling rock. It's an extremely touching moment for all, except for the Captain. Cause he's a ****.

The remaining Red court Vampyrs are crouching, intently staring at you, and tense. Well, it only makes sense they'd be angry, what with the whole destruction of their pyramid...

Actually, they aren't very angry.

They're scared. They're scared of you all.

[The Shoveler]

"Now then, I believe there are two options for these here vampyres that are left. I'm picking for them!" he says, shooting them each in the stomach in rapid succession. All the while a smile is plastered upon his dust-covered face. Never let it be said that Johnny Python wasn't passionate in his insanity.

[Colesign]

Team Assassin

As one, the Vampyres turn and run, clawing their way up the courtyard walls and over. Johnny Python nails about half of them.

And then nothing. These Red Court Vampyrs have gotten their asses kicked.

"Avaunt, Villains!" A voice cries out.

A man leaps down from the pile of rubble that was the ritual pyramid. He's...

He's wearing Large Wraparound sunglasses that complement black, slicked-back hair: He's got combat boots, a black silk shirt, tight leather pants, and a long black leather trenchcoat with a bonified Katana sticking out of it. He clumsily yanks the sword out and holds it over his head, looking for all the world to see like a Matrix reject.

"You hath slain my immortal Blood Kin, foolish mortals! Now face the wrath of:

Level 3 Boss: "Damocles Ravenborn!!!"

[darkblade]

((I loved this guy, I was considering making a Dresden RPG game in the structed game section just to play him! ))

"Pff, poser." James says drawing his sword much more smothely.

Indeed he doesn't appear to have any formal training but insists on weilding a katanna a sword that takes years of training for it not to be as deadly to it's weilder as to his foes.

[The Shoveler]

"Before I face your wrath, can I suggest you change your clothing? You're playing the part too much. I mean, a trenchcoat and tight leather pants? A katana? Have some originality, man! Did you fail theater class and join the Vampyres out of spite? I'm pretty sure that you aren't actually needed in their army. You're just a waste of time to them," Python says, pointing the gun at him. This man seemed to be a bit loose in the head.
"They don't care about you, but we can offer you a deal. Work with us and we'll defeat the organization who set up the slaughter of your people together! Those higher Vampyre officials set you up, man!"

[Colesign]

James

"Shut up! I'm not a poser!" Damocles Ravenborn shouts at you, then sort of regains his composure.

"I am a Vampyr, an ageless child of the night, and a font of Black Darkness, forsooth! Your lives are like mayflies to-eth me, and I shalt sever your mortal souls as the reaper doth fell the straws of grain!"

He sweeps his sword down. "Now Defend Yourself!!!!"

{He doesn't listen to Johnny Python, mainly because Python's logic is flawed, in that it was Team Assassin that killed off all of his Vampyr buddies.}