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Post by DMis on Oct 20, 2014 15:18:24 GMT -5
Just as quickly as the blonde had landed the mist started to take effect, warping her mind and body.
"Ruby?" she asked looking around as a white mask with red stripes and silver horns poked out of her head. Her once lavender eyes quickly changed to be solidly red as red stripes filled covered her now jet black skin.
"What's going on?" Yang panicked quickly causing her form to flicker into a darkened version of her former human self. "How?!?! I'm not a Grimm!!!"
Yes you are, Yang. Embrace your darker side, a sinister voice whispered in the back of her mind.
"NO!" Yang screamed at a skeleton of a Pterodactyl.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Oct 26, 2014 10:26:56 GMT -5
KABOOM
In one fleeting moment, there was a massive crater where the west wing of the museum used to be. Orange smoke bellowed from the wreckage, and soon, two anthros of varying ridiculousness bolted out into the open, taking in their surroundings with demented glee.
"Oh, wow!" the vampire raccoon gasped. "We seem to have landed in the museum, Cat! Isn't that something?"
"There should be plenty to do here, Mickey," the coyote-weasel-robin in the smiley-face tee-shirt and Daisy Dukes replied. "Think of all the wonderful art they must have on display!"
"Please. Art is dead."
"Well, it's a good thing we're kinda undead."
"I can't argue with that!"
"What are we waiting for? Let's add some art of our own!"
Cat pulled her flyswatter out of one pocket and two spray cans out of the other. She tossed one can to Mickey and the two dove head first into the displays, armed and ready to destroy, deface and de... uh, vandalize.
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Post by DMis on Nov 7, 2014 19:53:51 GMT -5
A low growl rang out in the Natural History wing and seemed to be getting closer to them.
Hunt! Kill! It's what us Grimm do! the voice in the back of Yang's head taunted.
NO! I am not a Grimm. I am human! she mentally retorted as she growled in annoyance.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Jan 12, 2015 11:15:42 GMT -5
Cat and Mickey charged this way and that, knocking things over here and coating the walls in red spray paint there. The destruction they left in their wake filled the museum almost as quickly as their echoing, hysterical cackling. In little time, nearly half of the displays had been toppled over, shattered, ripped to shreds, or covered top to bottom in crude images of anarchy symbols, genitalia and other such mindless graffiti.
While Cat slowed down a bit to play baseball with her flyswatter and a couple vases, Mickey looked over the carnage with a nod of approval. "Now THIS is a culture I can get behind!"
"You said it, Mick!" Cat chuckled as she swept Goldenhand across a row of antique China. "Beautiful, ain't it? So inspired. So lively."
"Such fun! Indeed!" His bout of faux-sophisticated laughter slowed to a halt as Mickey turned to look down a hall they had not gone down yet. "Cat, listen... You smell that?" The raccoon's smile grew a mile wider. "There's someone else here!"
"Ooh, goody! Let's go have some fun with 'em!"
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Post by DMis on Jan 16, 2015 12:51:46 GMT -5
The growl remained low and sounded almost like a warning. 'Just keep moving less likely to kill something or someone,' Yang thought as she walked. Form flickering between the mutated form and the darker toned of herself.
She stopped for a moment as an ear twitched. There is prey a foot~ whispered the demented voice in the back of her skull.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Jan 21, 2015 10:00:25 GMT -5
All of a sudden, Mickey fazed halfway through the wall mere inches away from Yang, filling the hall with the echoes of his loud, demonic shout of "HIIIIIIIIII!!!"
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Post by DMis on Jan 21, 2015 18:17:08 GMT -5
Yang gave a low growl as she aimed to fire a punch at Mickey. Her eyes flashed a violent red.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Feb 3, 2015 16:34:20 GMT -5
Hardly fazed by Yang's reaction, Mickey counteracted by calmly retreating back into the wall.
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Post by DMis on Feb 4, 2015 11:14:57 GMT -5
A loud bang was heard as Yang's fist met the wall. The hit didn't seem to faze her as she loaded a strip of ammo into each of her gauntlets. "Wanna try that again?" she challenged.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Feb 4, 2015 13:17:22 GMT -5
A fiery shockwave blasted through the hallway from the explosive force of a mighty flyswatter striking the floor. When the flames quelled, Cat was left standing at the eye of the storm. Bright orange waves of Pandemonium energy flowed between her and Goldenhand, filling the room with the haunting nature of unpredictability. She flashed Yang a chaotic smile to match.
"How 'bout we try something new?!" Cat offered maliciously. "I'm loads more fun than that wall could ever hope to be!"
The wall seemed genuinely hurt by Cat's comment. That punch earlier didn't particularly help it either.
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Post by DMis on Feb 4, 2015 19:01:42 GMT -5
She let a dark chuckle escape her tainted smile as the shockwave passed. "Sure. Hope you like the taste of dust," she commented darkly as her mind panicked while the darker self took full hold.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Feb 5, 2015 14:10:38 GMT -5
"Yes please! With a spicy buffalo sauce and a side order of YOUR FACE!" Cat then swung Goldenhand in a wide arc. As it aimed to swat Yang, the flyswatter seemed to expand to a ludicrous size and light up in a fiery blaze.
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Post by DMis on Feb 7, 2015 9:56:18 GMT -5
Yang let a dark chuckle escape her throat before getting out of the way. "Seems I've got a good hunt a head of me~," she teased as her gauntlets clicked. Ammo ready for use.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Feb 9, 2015 10:12:26 GMT -5
"Hey now!" Cat objected. "It's way too early to be cosplaying as Thanos! Infinity War Part 1 doesn't come out until 2018! TOPICAL!!  " Following her off-topic quip, Cat smacked Goldenhand against the nearest wall. The resulting explosion blasted a hole in said wall, spewing out a thick cloud of dust, drywall and Pandemonium energy. |
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Post by DMis on Feb 9, 2015 21:51:58 GMT -5
"Thanos? I haven't the slightest clue what you mean," Yang replied calmly as she watched. "My turn."
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