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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 20, 2015 4:38:38 GMT -5
The second the fog hit, Peacock had found herself... Well... MORE CONFUSED THEN ANYTHING ELSE. She had no idea what she was looking at or why it seemed to affect everyone as horrifically as it did... Nor did she really understand why it wasn't affecting her... Well, whatever the case, she was thankful for it... Still, she'd need some place to hole herself away in, at least until the chaos ended. Sure she LIKED killing when it was necessary, but a lot of the monsters stumbling about in the city were once people she wouldn't have minded NOT killling... Many of them had been rather nice as well...
It also helped that a certain bird had told her not to attack anyone. And that the fog was only temporary.
"Are ya sure Avery-? I mean, it wouldn't be any real effort to start wastin' some suckuhs. We'd be running the island inside a week!" Peacock continued walking down the street, taking in the chaos and horror around her. "Also... What you said doesn't make a lot of sense... How could this Bullshit be TEMPORARY?? I mean did you not SEE what just happened back there???"
The odd looking bird creature in her top hat poked it's head out to give Peacock his usual parental stare. "Oh trust me, I saw it very well." The bird muttered, turning it's attention skyward. "But it's not the people's fault. It's this fog. There's no reason to kill anyone... So all we SHOULD do is find a place to hunker down and wait for this insanity to run it's course. Everyone COULD PROBABLY return to normal once it does..." Peacock seemed a bit unsure about this, but Avery nodded to her assuringly. "Trust me Peacock. I've seen shit like this before. Everything should be fine."
Peacock let out a breath. "GOD I HOPE SO. I know I talked tough just now, but it'd still suck killing so many people that were alive not even an hour ago..." She put away her gun. "Still... Where should we go until all this craziness is over? A lot of the other homes look like their taken..."
"Hmmmm.... Good Question..."
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The two notice the town's mayor's office a mile off.
..................................
"............ Sleep in style~?"
"Sleep in style~."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Dec 20, 2015 14:32:58 GMT -5
The new wolfman prowled the city after what had happened in the woods.
A severed limb dangled from its jaws, its former owner not too happy. Oh well, the world was better without sparkly vampire wannabes anyways. And he tasted good. It was a win-win for everyone.
Philly Phil gnawed at the bone, intent on stripping it to the last delicious morsel. He stopped and started biting the bone itself, stopping when he actually managed to snap it in half. "Ow," he mumbled, in a vaguely human-like voice.
The wolfman got up from his makeshift den, decorated with bones and another wolf's skull and pelt. He sniffed, taking in an odd scent...
The delicious scent of another tasty morsel. He was hungry again anyways. Eating a bunch of sparkly vampire wannabes and fake werewolves... well it got boring after a while.
Nose to the ground, he followed the trail...
"I'm hungry again..."
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Phil made a few attacks at some passerby, many of which looked very delicious, but each time he was repelled by something, whether it be a rolled-up newspaper or a localized nuclear explosion.
It didn't matter. His real target was close by.
Wiping soot out of his hair, he entered the abandoned(?) city hall.
He howled.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 20, 2015 14:52:43 GMT -5
It had taken absolutely no effort at all to kick down the door really. It helped that she had help from two different people in doing so. "Just let us know if you need more help boss~." Two Ton Tommy, the two ton weight with no brains and a chiseled face, smiled and gave Peacock a thumbs up before she dispelled him. She then turned to her second source of help. Andy the Anvil, an anvil with well muscled arms and legs.
"Yeah, boss~. Call us up anytime~." And with that, she dispelled Andy. Still, looking back at the door, it became obvious she'd need to repair that and barricade it....
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Or... RE-barricade it?
It looked like someone had the same thought she had and had barricaded the door... Maybe someone WAS here? "Yo! Hey Avery! Take a look." Avery poked his head out of Peacock's hat. "Looks like someone had the same idea we did."
"Hmmm, interesting... Well we can worry about it later, let's just get that door fixed up."
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It took a few minutes, but Peacock managed to repair the door, boarding it up and putting all kinds of various knick-knacks in front of it to block it off. Her old Jalopy had been among the sortie. Still with that done, this gave her little more to do then look around this place and see if anyone else was within... She was at the stairs when she heard the howl. "What was THAT?"
"Mmmm... Maybe a local dog? It doesn't matter let's just get upstairs.. I think I can hear something up there..."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Dec 20, 2015 17:39:06 GMT -5
The voice... it doesn't sound natural...
One of the werewolf's eyebrows went up, ears scanning for any further signs of the source of said voice.
He wondered if to belonged to that tasty morsel.
He climbed up the staircase, finding some difficulty with his new quadruped form, causing a small crashing sound with each stair climbed.
Surely anyone with ears would have heard that.
Philly Phil positioned himself behind a hastily turned-over desk, ready to pounce on whatever delicious morsel decided to walk on by.
He heard deceptively heavy footsteps. He reared back on his hind legs, ready to jump.
He also gave himself away with heavy panting.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 20, 2015 18:11:54 GMT -5
Peacock stopped, hearing all of the noises from before and tensing up. Avery nodded and went back under her hat... Smiling to herself, she decided to keep walking... Let this thing come to her~. Let's just see what it would do...
The growling intensified... This creature was obviously not aware that she was onto it...
It lept-
KABONG!!!!
AND CUE BANJO TO THE FACE. When the wolf collided with the wall, Peacock looked to the massive creature with wide eyes. "Well well~. Look at that~. A puppy~!" She grins at the sight as she puts away the banjo. "Awww now aren't you just the cutest thing~." The wolf, upon coming back into consciousness, would likely become aware of the fact that the 'morsel' had metallic arms, unnatural metallic teeth... Hell her feet as she stomped closer sounded unnaturally heavy... Then when it stomped down on something metal, there was a clank, showing the legs to be metal as well. "What are you doing here Fido~?"
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Dec 21, 2015 18:20:02 GMT -5
The wolf whimpered in pain upon the banjo striking it, smashing into the wall. It briefly shut its pure yellow eyes...
Bad idea... This was a bad idea...
... Aw heck I'm still hungry...
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FOOD.
Quickly regaining his consciousness, he sprung up and went for a leg...
ONLY TO FEEL IMMEDIATE PAIN IN HIS JAW.
Phil quickly recoiled back from that with an odd sound between a growl and a whimper, massaging his aching jaw with a paw, slightly shaking.
That smell... It was metal.
But he didn't smell it on her torso.
He would have to try and get her there... Provided Peacock would slip for a moment.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 21, 2015 18:34:23 GMT -5
 "Hey! Bad dog!" Peacock scolded as she examined her leg. Thankfully the tough metals that Doc Avian installed on her was too tough. The dog couldn't even chew through it. With a growl, she turned to the dog giving it a disdainful look. "Bad dog! Bad Dog! I know my leg looks nice and juicy, but it ain't! I ain't no chicken leg!" She thought a moment before snapping her fingers. "Hold on! I think I have just the thing! Don't move a muscle."She pulled out a bag from seemingly nowhere and tossed it to the side... WHERE IT LANDED WITH A HEAVY THUD. Peacock proceeded to walk over to it and unzip it to look inside... An opportunity! The wolf slowly approached- "Nah, not this." The mechanical girl tossed aside several knives after pulling them out of her bag, all of them landing point first into the ground right in front of where the wolf had been JUST ABOUT TO STEP. Though mildly panicked, the wolf continued it's approach. "Nah, not this either." She tossed aside another thing- The rubber chicken slapped against the wolf's face, along with a couple of noise makers, rubber gloves inflated like playground balls, and finally a joy buzzer which collided with it's nose, causing the beast to receive a quick shock before the offending... THING hit the floor. |
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Dec 21, 2015 19:39:56 GMT -5
A strange sound, a cross between a wolf's snarl and a human cry of pain, escaped the werewolf's throat. Phil recoiled further at the shock from the joy buzzer, creating an oddly human-sounding whimper.
Curious, he tapped the offending object with a shaky paw, recoiling back more when it reacted to his touch.
Tail between his back legs, Phil growled at an attempt at sounding intimidating... though fear was visible in those yellow eyes.
Reeling back slightly, he lunged himself towards Peacock, teeth bared and claws ready.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 21, 2015 20:11:29 GMT -5
About the time the wolf leaned back to prepare his pounce forward, Peacock seemed to finish up with her bag, pulling out something that the wolf couldn't see. "Ah~! Here it is! Bout time! I was starting to worry that I didn't pack it!" The wolf was nervous.... BUT NO. HE HAD TO POUNCE NOW, WHILE HE STILL HAD THE CHANCE!
So he did-...
WHOOSH CLAMP!!!
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What was this... THING wrapped around his neck and obscuring his head from the rest of the world, like a siphon? If it tried to scratch at the thing, it would find that the collar like device was secured VERY TIGHTLY. "There we go! Bad puppies get the cone of shame! Useful for puppies that bite people, bite their asses, chase squirrels or spout out stupid non-requiters from Collar talking thingies~." What stupid non-sequesters? You loved every second of that fucking movie.
"Hmmm... Now I just need to think of a good name to put on your collar..." .... THE WOLF STOPPED AND STARED AT THE GIRL WITH METALLIC IMPLANTS. "Well duh! If I want to adopt you, you're gonna need some ID~. Now what can I name you... Spot, Rover.... OH OH I KNOW! FIFI~! We can even give you a nice little haircut so you can look more the part~." PEACOCK IT'S A FUCKING WOLF NOT A POODLE.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Dec 21, 2015 20:24:05 GMT -5
YOU SWEAR THAT ONCE YOU GET OUT OF THIS FUCKIN' COLLAR YOU'LL-
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Well okay you really don't know what you'll do. Besides the obvious try to eat this strange and scary girl.
Fifi- er, Phil gave an indignant growl, but quickly cut himself off upon seeing Peacock bring out...
I'M NOT A POODLE.
He scratched at the ground with a renewed fury, trying to scare her off. He then proceeded to start banging the cone of shame on the floor in a vain attempt to get it off.
He would not be shaved, no sir, he was not a dog he was a werewolf huge difference.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 21, 2015 21:01:39 GMT -5
Peacock took notice of the wolf just HATING EVERY SECOND OF THIS DISCOMFORT WITH a massive grin on her face. That wolf was about to learn that she was only just getting STARTED. She held up the razor leaning in a moment to try and find an opening to trim. "Would you stop moving around so much?? Trust me, you don't wanna MAKE mamma angry doc..." The wolf growled at her defiantly...
Then it noted, fear finally showing PROMINENTLY, that not only was Peacock unintimidated, SHE LOOKED SHOCKINGLY MENACING.
"OKAY~... BUT JUST REMEMBER, YOU ASKED FOR THIS." She snapped her fingers... And the wolf was suddenly aware of OTHER PRESENCES IN THE ROOM. "BOYS. HOLD EM DOWN."
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We briefly see the outside of City Hall....
BEFORE IT STARTED BOUNCING AROUND, THE FIGHT GOING ON INSIDE SO INTENSE THAT IT MADE THE BUILDING QUAKE, BUCKLE, BOUNCE AND OTHERS LIKE A CARTOON HOUSE WOULD. Multiple voices echoed out along with Peacock's and the wolf's, the wolf actually YELPING numerous times all throughout. When at last the house seemed to calm down, there came the sound of a razor somewhere within the house....
Before it buzzed very loudly and suddenly died.
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Back inside, Peacock held up the razor curiously, seeing just the SHEER AMOUNT OF HAIR TRAPPED IN IT... "Well obviously, THIS Ain't gonna cut it..." She held the razor aloft, taking off her tophat as if to pay respects. "Oh Joe! You was a brave soldier! Seeing me through so many months of service! But alas, your service must be cut short. Oh woe is you~...." She then proceeded to toss the Razor away. "OH WELL~. Guess I have to use somethin else~. Keep holdin em, boys~."
As Peacock searched her bag, the camera turns to find a VERY BATTERED PHIL WITH ALL FOUR LIMBS, PLUS TAIL AND HEAD SECURED BY THE STRANGEST OF CREATURES. Andy held his head in place with one hand while the other held his arm. Two Ton Tommy, living up to his name, kept his other arm pinned underneath his massive weight. The morbidly obese Lonesome Lenny bomb pinned down the wolf's tail, while the tiny George bomb continued thwacking at Phil's legs with a wooden club even though the struggle had already long broken Phil's legs.
Andy grinned as he continued holding Fifi. "Oh boss~. Whatcha got in mind to replace Joe~? Whatcha got~??"
"A little something better then a Razor, I'd bet~. We all know Peacock~." Avery giggled gleefully as Peacock continued digging through her bag, pulling out and tossing aside hair dressing scissors, a steak knife, AN AXE...
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Dec 21, 2015 21:22:37 GMT -5
I do not like the cone of shame. Or this for that matter.
Fifi was currently quite pissed off at the moment, having been deprived of not only his chance to devour another tasty morsel, but also being pinned down by these...
Distasteful creatures.
He kept growling halfheartedly, revealing a number of missing fangs.
It quickly reverted back to pathetic whimpering upon seeing the strange and scary girl toss out the scissors, the steak knife, and the... WAS THAT AN AXE?!
Phil- er, Fifi, suddenly feared for his life.
...
He suddenly felt something in him, something that just might spare him a silly haircut no matter how unlikely it was.
"HE̷LL͏O̶ ͢Y̕ÈS THIS ̶I̢S ͝DO̢G"
It sounded oddly human before degrading back into growling.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 21, 2015 21:59:55 GMT -5
Peacock lifted her head curiously at this, stopping her looking briefly to turn back to the the bunch gathered around the dog... Peacock had a pair of hedgeclippers in hand... An eyebrow was raised. "....Did someone say somethin' just now?" She looked between the bunch of odd creatures, whom all looked just as confused as she was. "Who was it that was just droppin memes on me?"
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Dec 21, 2015 22:11:33 GMT -5
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Meme?
Phil tilted his head to the best of ability in genuine confusion, not really registering the hedgeclippers.
That's a meme?
Then he finally registered the hedgeclippers, clearly intended for him.
Again, he tried to speak in that steadily degrading voice...
"CAN ̡I ͠A͏T͟ LEAS҉T ͏G͘ET ̛A ̨ÇH̴EES̶EB͜UR̶G͡ER ̸B͢EF̴OR͝E͡ ͞Y͜O̶U̢ ̸G̕O̧ ̀SPA̧R͠TÀ ̧ON ͟ME̴??҉"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 22, 2015 22:53:24 GMT -5
...... Peacock's eye twitched notably and the grin on her face grew... Yeah.... NOT A GOOD SIGN... "Go sparta on you?" She holds up the hedgeclippers. "What with these things~? NAAAAH, Fifi, don't worry about it boy~." She tries to manipulate the Hedgeclippers only for Fifi to find that they were rusted closed. "These things are so rusted I wouldn't even use em to cut MY OWN hair." She tossed the hedgeclippers aside and went back to her bag. "Nah, I've got somethin' SPECIAL In mind fer you~."
THAT COULD NOT HAVE BEEN GOOD. "Oh hoh~! Whatcha got in mind Peacock~?" Avery inquired gleefully. "The plucker~? The hair eviscerator~? Sir overkill~??" Peacock held back giggles as she continued digging through her bag... THEN SHE SEEMED TO STOP AND GRAB SOMETHING. ............... "HEHEHEHEHEHE~!!! Oh so... BIG JOE~?"
"BIG JOE~."
Peacock turned around.
It turned out the big brother of her Razor was a...
CHAIN SAW.
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NO REALLY. A GODDAMN FUCKING CHAIN SAW.
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Maybe it was a toy~?
BZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NO!!! NOT A TOY!!! NOT A TOY!!!!
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"Hey! Bad dog!" Peacock scolded as she examined her leg. Thankfully the tough metals that Doc Avian installed on her was too tough. The dog couldn't even chew through it. With a growl, she turned to the dog giving it a disdainful look. "Bad dog! Bad Dog! I know my leg looks nice and juicy, but it ain't! I ain't no chicken leg!" She thought a moment before snapping her fingers. "Hold on! I think I have just the thing! Don't move a muscle."