[ she dog paddles toward the shore like a mad woman monster and screeches again, her tentacles going wild as she shakes off the cold water, because it had been a LOT colder than she imagined. ]
[ EW, BAD! TOO COLD!! BLECH!!! ]
[ she's about to take off toward the pier when she trips in the sand and faceplants, screaming in frustration. getting to her feet she growls, glaring at king like it's his fault. ]
[ the fuck is this tiny starfish man doing?! she seems super confused about him running at her and takes a step back, but then... no, they must be playing chicken, so she immediately starts rushing forward. ]
[ she lets out some inhuman noise as she runs at him, her enormous ears flopping around and her tentacles catching the wind behind her. king's going to realize something kind of hilarious if ( and when ) they collide. she still weighs the same as she did when she was human, so... lol. ]
He braces like he expects to get crushed, which doesn't happen. But she definitely manages to knock him over -- he goes down with none of his usual grace, shock getting the better of him. ]
[ she had kind of expected to crush him too... but after she knocks into him she stumbles a bit, managing to avoid toppling over by some hellish miracle. she doesn't turn around for a second helping though, and instead keeps running toward a few planks of wood that have washed ashore. ]
[ as her newest mortal enemy she immediately starts trying to smash them, which proves to be no small feat, but she does eventually manage... her tentacles taking them and hurling them out of view. there. mcfucken perfect. if she can't see them, then they're no longer a prob- ]
[ nani the fuck. ]
[ stares at the sand or, more specifically, a crab. ]
[ ... but, hm, that doesn't seem to do anything but piss it off, since she's just smushing it further and further into sand. this confuses her, like, a lot, so she bends down to get a closer look at this INDESTRUCTIBLE ARMORED SHELL BEAST. ]
[ king shouts the next moment so she looks in his direction, the crab taking his opportunity to grab her ear, so then she's looking back down at it, but then he's jumping on her back and WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS FUCKEN GOING ON?!?! ]
[ she screeches and rears up on her hind legs, tentacles flailing, as she immediately starts trying to simultaneously smack the crab beast off and buck the starfish man off. ]
[ the crab gets flung off, so all she's got to concern herself with is king. she continues to thrash around and buck like it's going out of style, but instead of knocking him off all she manages to do is throw him over her head. she blinks, slashing at him in one quick motion just as he activates charm. ]
[ hopefully she's knocked him off, because the hss ability has her reeling in a mess of strange feels and she's not sure how she'd react if he were still attached to her. she stares at him, the gears of her monster brain turning. ]
[ he's hers. and hurt. but also hers. but mostly hurt. ]
[ . . . ]
[ she needs to get something to show him that she's sorry, but also something to help with his wound. she makes a more somber sound at him, which CLEARLY means she'll BRB, and then she immediately bolts. ]
Well, the slash is probably to be expected, as is the light and blood that immediately spills out and hits the sand.
Her running away, though? Yeah, that's not expected. That's the opposite of how Charm usually works!!
He curses under his breath -- presses one hand into the gashes on his shoulder -- and then immediately bolts for his parked bike. There's no way he's keeping up on foot. ]
[Blue Eyes was dropping altitude but when King points in the monster's direction, with a great beat of her wings she's rising up into the air and moving to intercept.
King will also notice that the needle on the speedometer of his bike starts creeping past what the laws of physics.
Don't crash. And also do what you need to do within the 10 minutes before that bike starts to melt.]
[ THIS TOTALLY WASN'T A HIT & RUN, NO, NOTHING LIKE THAT. ]
[ she doesn't bother looking over her shoulder, but instead takes a sharp turn down the next street, and then another, because she's going to suddenly start backtracking. hopefully that'll throw starfish for a loop...]
[ but also who/what is this metal bird thing with the beanpole on top of it?! ]
[ ........ Why would you trust him with this. Please.
But okay, fine, this is good. His grip on the handlebars goes white-knuckled as he keeps the suddenly speeding bike steady, keeping a wary eye on D.Va's movements.
So of course she decides to make a sharp turn.
Fucking--
He swears again and swings the bike wide so that he can make the turn, tearing down the street after her. ]
[ she doesn't like this, but stopping to stand her ground against the two three of them doesn't seem like a battle she's going to be capable of winning. if she could barely knock king over, then how the hell is she going to fight his friends too? ]
[ is he mad at her for scratching him? it had been an accident! ]
[ she screeches an apology at him. SHE'S SORRY KING! ]
[ ducking into one of the buildings she takes five to catch her breath. king is on a bike and beanpole is on a bird. neither of them should be able to get in here, but if they do, then... she'll just have to... plan b. ]
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womanmonster and screeches again, her tentacles going wild as she shakes off the cold water, because it had been a LOT colder than she imagined. ][ EW, BAD!
TOO COLD!!
BLECH!!! ]
[ she's about to take off toward the pier when she trips in the sand and faceplants, screaming in frustration. getting to her feet she growls, glaring at king like it's his fault. ]
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What is he supposed to do about this?!
The stupid thing, obviously, which is rush over to her. ]
Hey -- just try to calm down! What happened?!
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[ the fuck is this tiny starfish man doing?! she seems super confused about him running at her and takes a step back, but then... no, they must be playing chicken, so she immediately starts rushing forward. ]
[ she lets out some inhuman noise as she runs at him, her enormous ears flopping around and her tentacles catching the wind behind her. king's going to realize something kind of hilarious if ( and when ) they collide. she still weighs the same as she did when she was human, so... lol. ]
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He freezes in place, trying to decide if he should run or stay. She recognizes him, right? Right...? ]
Hey! Can you understand me?!
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[ INCOMING! ]
[ since she's running she can still barrel him over if he doesn't move, but the collision probably isn't as bad as he thinks it might be. ]
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He braces like he expects to get crushed, which doesn't happen. But she definitely manages to knock him over -- he goes down with none of his usual grace, shock getting the better of him. ]
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[ as her newest mortal enemy she immediately starts trying to smash them, which proves to be no small feat, but she does eventually manage... her tentacles taking them and hurling them out of view. there. mcfucken perfect. if she can't see them, then they're no longer a prob- ]
[ nani the fuck. ]
[ stares at the sand or, more specifically, a crab. ]
[ snorts in its face as a big fuck you to it. ]
1/2
How...??? ]
2/3 i lied
So, earlier strategy didn't work, and she doesn't seem to know him. At least... not outwardly.
But what about inwardly...? ]
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What's the worst that can happen?
He gets to his feet and approaches her again, more assertive this time. ]
D.Va!
[ Running right for her and trying to leap onto her back, THINK FAST ]
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[ ... but, hm, that doesn't seem to do anything but piss it off, since she's just smushing it further and further into sand. this confuses her, like, a lot, so she bends down to get a closer look at this INDESTRUCTIBLE ARMORED SHELL BEAST. ]
[ king shouts the next moment so she looks in his direction, the crab taking his opportunity to grab her ear, so then she's looking back down at it, but then he's jumping on her back and WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS FUCKEN GOING ON?!?! ]
[ she screeches and rears up on her hind legs, tentacles flailing, as she immediately starts trying to simultaneously smack the crab beast off and buck the starfish man off. ]
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He grabs hold of one of the tentacles and then pitches forward, flipping over her head and land in front of her -- and activates Charm as he does so.
This is the only trap card he's got, so if it fails, guess the duel's over. ]
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[ hopefully she's knocked him off, because the hss ability has her reeling in a mess of strange feels and she's not sure how she'd react if he were still attached to her. she stares at him, the gears of her monster brain turning. ]
[ he's hers.
and hurt.
but also hers.
but mostly hurt. ]
[ . . . ]
[ she needs to get something to show him that she's sorry, but also something to help with his wound. she makes a more somber sound at him, which CLEARLY means she'll BRB, and then she immediately bolts. ]
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Well, the slash is probably to be expected, as is the light and blood that immediately spills out and hits the sand.
Her running away, though? Yeah, that's not expected. That's the opposite of how Charm usually works!!
He curses under his breath -- presses one hand into the gashes on his shoulder -- and then immediately bolts for his parked bike. There's no way he's keeping up on foot. ]
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[ there's got to be something around him for him.
like a present!
but also a bandage... ]
[ she could just lick him, but even her dumb animal brain thinks that's a bad idea and would make things worse. ]
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One, she can climb and jump and go over all kinds of terrain the bike can't.
Two, she's fast.
And three, it will be way, way too easy to lose sight of her and then lose the trail completely.
. . .
Texting and driving? You bet he is.
(Too bad he's getting blood all over his phone. Gross.) ]
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There's a dragon shaped shadow looming over his bike right about now]
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He cranes his neck up when he notices the shadow, letting out a breath of relief.
And then just -- points at the giant monster he's attempting to trail. The giant monster with conspicuously familiar tentacles and markings.
YES, THAT OVER THERE, OFFICER. ]
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King will also notice that the needle on the speedometer of his bike starts creeping past what the laws of physics.
Don't crash. And also do what you need to do within the 10 minutes before that bike starts to melt.]
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[ THIS TOTALLY WASN'T A HIT & RUN,
NO, NOTHING LIKE THAT. ]
[ she doesn't bother looking over her shoulder, but instead takes a sharp turn down the next street, and then another, because she's going to suddenly start backtracking. hopefully that'll throw starfish for a loop...]
[ but also who/what is this metal bird thing with the beanpole on top of it?! ]
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But okay, fine, this is good. His grip on the handlebars goes white-knuckled as he keeps the suddenly speeding bike steady, keeping a wary eye on D.Va's movements.
So of course she decides to make a sharp turn.
Fucking--
He swears again and swings the bike wide so that he can make the turn, tearing down the street after her. ]
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Which means Intensity is going to keep pacing her from up high, looking for an opportunity for when she darts out into the open again.]
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twothree of them doesn't seem like a battle she's going to be capable of winning. if she could barely knock king over, then how the hell is she going to fight his friends too? ][ is he mad at her for scratching him?
it had been an accident! ]
[ she screeches an apology at him. SHE'S SORRY KING! ]
[ ducking into one of the buildings she takes five to catch her breath. king is on a bike and beanpole is on a bird. neither of them should be able to get in here, but if they do, then... she'll just have to... plan b. ]
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...
How the FUCK does he stop this bike??
He just. Slams the brakes and PRAYS. ]
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...
Good luck getting it started again though.
Blue Eyes lands on top of the building, perched on the roof ledge and pacing the perimeter, tail lashing as keeps an eye on all the exits.]
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