BataTest

Galactus

@thetruebarryallen

"Great, Just when you think it's over", George murmured gathering himself after igniting what he'd thought was an entry point into the creatures brain. "Now we got this Krang looking motherfucker jumping up out of no where."

"Ha, Krang from TMNT," Sid said laughing hysterically.

"Same one", George replied.

"Zombie Krang, you mean" AJ mocked. "Brains, Brains for my Brain! Any contact from our teacher "who would never put us in harms way." AJ mimed with finger quotes?

"Nothing yet, So what's the new plan?" Sid asked looking between AJ and George?

"Does anybody have any idea about who or what that is?" George asked.

"You fight well, as a team, but you've caused me enough trouble, Now you face the Enforcer!" The Creature called out. Spit and mucus dripping from it's disgusting mouth as it read their minds to speak the language they could understand, but with a thick guttural alien lisp.

"The Enforcer, Ha, all those brains and you're still only an enforcer? Sid joked

"I got him", George said stepping out in front of the two." Twirling his new weapon in an impressive display. ( Piano music plays in epic fashion)

The enforcer flicks his tongue, and remarks how delectable and prime the fresh meat standing before him is, claiming he's wet his appetite, and throws a slashing right swipe at George. George retaliates with a punch of his own, sending the monster flying a short distance. Both taunt each others attack, saying they felt it just a little. However, AJ detects that it was George who took more damage, and he is simply bluffing (Minster X Durability is greater the non-venom bane I think). George realizes he will have to go all out in order to spare anyone else from the enforcers wraith.

A brief battle ensued, with George being countered (mind reading), cut, knocked over, kicked and almost stomped out while still on the ground. Before he was able to roll back to the safety of the group.

Gallery

Gallery

"This guys good" AJ and Sid both exclaimed in unison. The enforcer stood smugly it's tongue, drifting out and weaving through the air in a taunting fashion.

Maybe somebody ought to tell him that we're the good guys, George said gasping for air as he clutched his side.

"Humph, Virus" AJ said. "You think you're a Virus! I've got your Virus right fuckin here!" She said charging and rapidly clapping her hands, as a multitude of copies popped out of her body. Ready to swarm the enforcer. A mental blast from the creature pushed the group back into themselves dissolving the copies in rapid fashion as AJ rolled backward into a flip landing on her feet, in style, but surprised.

Sid leapt forward, screaming at the beast. "Drop dead!" The Enforcer recoiled but a few steps, wiped at his shoulders and glared at them in a defiant fashion.

They all exchanged worried looks, then turned and ran...

"We've got to radio Arebelle, and get the hell out of here. Or complete the objective. I think I've discovered the real weak point." George said.

During his battle he'd been probing the creatures history.

George didn't touch the virus spores but the dead creature they're walking on.

Thanks

@thetruebarryallen

@thetruebarryallen

Ah see, I fucking knew it, god damn dumb ass students, and that six armed cryptic idiot bitch! First one to jump off the bridge is your uncle. George thought, maneuvering around the alien virus cells as they attacked.

"Hey when we get out of here, remind me to say, I told you so!" He yelled kicking at the base of a large protruding piece of the now deceased creatures metallic hide, while bending from the top and snapping it off into a rudimentary battering instrument. Wrapping the end in a torn off piece of AJ's outfit, that'd left her midriff exposed.

Gallery

She'd narrowly escaped the sting of one creature, during the first rush but her clothes caught on a jagged piece of the creatures metallic flesh. Making her outfit appear as a new age ripped fashion item.

"Nice pipes you've got there, Sid was it, yeah."

Listen, stun theses fuckers one more time for me, and I'm going to bash there fucking heads in. He said. "Little miss, you got any gear or weapons on you, support Sid. Or sit there and look pretty;" he said giving her a wink.

It was a beautiful, if chaotic melody of "funk" and "rock and roll"; the blaring riffs from Sid echoing through the dead space. AJ running interference as the creatures turned toward Sid, but she laid down her fair share of damage too. But George, George was playing one sick drum line. With no mind, the creatures movements and attacks were predictable, linear, and pattern following.

Well god damn guys, we'd make a hell of a group George said as the commotion died down. But I don't think we're done yet, they're coming back. As he turned to see the spores healing themselves. Reaching into one of his bags pockets he threw an Incendiary Grenade into the pile setting them ablaze. Crippling them further, if but only temporarily.

As a group they rushed toward the domed cavity housing the larger brain matter.

"Weak spot, the last thing Arabelle said was to destroy the brain we needed to find the weak spot." George placed his hand along the creatures body activating his powers, he collected some surface memories about the creatures defensive antibodies, recalling their losing battle against the deadly Virus. As its dead defenders awoke now turned into its attackers, a scene straight out of the zombie apocalypse.

Probing deeper, he saw the viruses initial entry point into the brain, and the tragic pulsing of neural chemical signals, discernable even if the create was alien. An SOS message rapidly firing for the more anti-bodies, but in vain. This entry was the weak point.

A small crack in the metallic outer shell. George rushed to the place, he placed a few Incendiary Grenade into the hole. Dentation and the last few fleshly pieces of the creatures gray matter eviscerated in the blaze.

@thetruebarryallen:

OOC: I'll go with The eight armed, Octoucroun: Organ: nervous system/brainstem. But in RP that previous post is what George says/asks before deciding.

@thetruebarryallen

You all look towards the tables. You see nothing.

Sid: But I don't.... I don't see anything.

Arabelle XZ: They are microscopic. That is why I will be shrinking you for today's class.

The reactions to this range from excitement to terror; but Arabelle ignores that and pulls out a strange little device, a shrink ray of sorts.

Arabelle XZ: There are three different organisms that you can choose from. There is the Octoucroun; an eight armed creature from beyond the outer rim. A dwarf giant from Earth (3), and lastly, a Rivursa, an amphibious creature from Earth (8).

Arabelle looks at the class, ready to shrink each of you once you decide which creature you'll explore.

This ladies some kind of mystic, George thought remembering their previous encounter, she never gives any straight answers.

"Ah, excuse me Arabelle. George said, annoyance peeking through his voice at the sudden eagerness of his, seemingly foolish classmates and the less than open Professor.

"I don't mean to be rude with my questioning, but you can't just expect us to make this choice without at least a little more detail?"

"There's a saying in my line of work, its pretty old, but the skins still hold wine. A cautionary expression about preparedness."

"Fools rush in where angels fear to tread. Anyone heard it before?"

"So if you'll would hold your horses a little bit, you maybe able to make a more informed decision." George said glaring, around the room at those so eager to leap from the battlements.

Hushed whispers spread among the students to Georges derision. But they quickly settled down as the small pause in his statement, gave them a chance to recalibrate.

"Are these creatures still alive, do they still maintain their bodily defenses?" "Were they originally microscopic and you shrunk them or this is their natural size?" "What was the nature of these creatures, how did they survive?"

"I mean," George said relaxing as the groups decision making mind came too. "I'm a fan of action, but we can't see them so there's no visual activity from which we can inform our decision. Are we to go by name alone?

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

TLDR:

• George goes to the roof
• Does some recon