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Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Fri Feb 23, 2018 11:29 pm
by Samantha McManus
Sam's flesh finally pulls taut in a form that more or less resembles the redhead, her gaze intently locked on Conduit as she sends a focused spear of her mind at the technopath, aiming to penetrate through as many of the shells as possible.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Sun Feb 25, 2018 8:57 pm
by Conduit
With Tereza's distraction and not anticipating Will's weird cartoon-physics the reformed car smashes right into the technopath. The hood collapses as the car gets absolutely wrecked from impacting on the equivalent of hundreds if not more people stacked inside Conduit's shell. It's hard to tell but it seems like the distortion seems less and Sam can definitely tell that it contains much fewer constructs now than initially as her mental spear tears through another dozen or so layers. She's bleeding armor slowly but surely and it seems she has trouble replenishing it. Probably because of all the fighting going on elsewhere int he simulation.

"What is with you guys? Would you really rather spend your lifes fighting and punching than living in a nice peaceful and comfy town?"

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Sun Feb 25, 2018 9:19 pm
by Will Stanton
"Just shut up. You have no idea what I've lost," Will growled, shifting back and stalking towards Conduit.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 3:09 pm
by Tereza Rozanov
"Rather have *our* lives, even if we have to fight," Tereza manages to growl out. She moves over to make sure Isolde's okay.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 4:38 pm
by Conduit
"What you lost? You ruined my whole world!" Conduit shouts before her head suddenly snaps around and she stares off into the distance.

"Somebody's cheating!" she screams out, her voice seeming to reverberate from everywhere at once.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:22 pm
by Isolde Schwarz
Isolde shakes the last of the duplicates off of her.

"Maybe the rules aren't what you think."

Since Conduit seems distracted, she runs full pelt at the technopath.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:23 pm
by Tereza Rozanov
Tereza darts after her, dropping down to all fours to build speed as she charges for the distracted technopath.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:30 pm
by Will Stanton
"I don't know who you are or what you're talking about," Will said, going into speech mode, to try to keep the distraction up. "But if you think you're getting any sympathy after this, you can just burn."

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:33 pm
by Samantha McManus
Sam braces herself against a lamppost. Those present get the distinct impression of a vast flock of birds passing overhead.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:50 pm
by Conduit
Distracted as she might be, she hasn't lost track of the people around her. She throws a punch right into Tereza's charge, the shell around her fist flickering with a silver sheen that sends her flying backwards, fur smoking where the punch has left a burning mark on her shoulder. She brings the same fist around in an arc that takes on mass of it's own as it flies into Isolde and leaves a similar burning cut across her chest.

"You ruined everything!" she screams, voice cracking a little as she's forced to gasp for air. Floating up 5 feet into the air she glares down at the four. "You took away my home, you took away my friends, you took away my world! Thresher was right, I should have just made you pay!" She throws another punch, this one turning into a giant fist that punches right through Will's head and chest. And as she does it almost feels like the entire town contracts slightly. Streets shorten, here and there a house disappears to adjust for the shift. Sam would feel the various groups sprinkled throughout the simulation jumping just a little bit closer.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 8:29 pm
by Will Stanton
With a wet *splorch*, Conduit's hand passes right through Will, it's momentum carrying it further as it encountered less-than-expected resistance.

Will still fell to the floor, mind you, as without a head or a chest there was very little he could actively do. But they were reforming quickly, as what was left of him started crawling forward towards Conduit.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 8:39 pm
by Tereza Rozanov
Tereza pulled herself to her feet, favoring the injured shoulder. "Didn't destroy your world. Gonna destroy you now." Not exactly a sparkling conversationalist while injured and it's really kind of unclear how she's going to do that at the moment. She takes some steadying breaths and begins to lose mass and fur, reverting to human again.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 5:44 pm
by Conduit
"Yeah, you definitely look like you're gonna kick my butt!" Conduit laughs harshly. "Ooh, look at us, we know what's best, we'll go and help the fascist buttwipes wipe out the bestest and coolest place ever! Joke's on you now!"

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 6:32 pm
by Will Stanton
"Good joke," Will said, crawling forward. "But here's the punchline."

And with that, his arm stretched out to try to clock Conduit in the face.

Re: Meeting in the Middle

PostPosted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 7:06 pm
by Conduit
They've been whittling away at Conduit for a while now and with everything going on she's lost track of things a little. Will's fist smashes through what remains of her shell, gradually slowing down until it finally breaks through and actually makes contact with Conduit, knocking her back a little with wide eyes at the sudden, unexpected pain of being punched. She tumbles backwards out of the air for a moment and then she screams. Her eyes flare even more than previously and she catches herself in midair.

"I've had it with all of you!" she yells and with a sudden rush the landscape around them rushes in, flowing into Conduit as most of the simulation collapses in around them.