witty title (openish)

[notgneiss]

WHO: The Final Shale, Trash Walsh, Metal Danvers, Todd March and.......you??
WHERE: around
WHEN: 1-5th jul
WHAT: FIGHTS
WARNINGS: shale



lizard man

[she doesn't realise it, but shale actually stews in anger over jonathan's attitude. the idea that anything he could do would harm her at all.

shale does nothing if not follow through on most of her threads. she doesn't follow jonathan, but she does eventually come across him again. the golem makes a point of stomping over to him, taking advantage of her height to loom.]

It is smaller in person.

muscle girl

[another one she'd challenged. the woman had wanted a duel, but shale has to seriously consider actually attempting to murder her.

well, this world has amazing powers. maybe she will prove to be an interesting fight. shale would never admit it aloud, but she hopes for nothing more. she misses the warden and she misses their companions. maybe surrounding herself with people who have similar battle temperaments would fill the void...]

Hello. [she says plainly.] Is it ready?

[hopefully, because shale immediately throws a strong punch.]

horrible tasche

[second accord. shale wonders if it was really boredom that drove her to even agreeing to meet the detestable man again.

she knows, truthfully, it's actually genuine curiosity. his line of questioning made it clear he initially planned to poison her, only that she has no digestive system for it to burn away. pity, really. shale wonders what that would feel like.

arriving slightly late - she had a flock of pigeons to murder on the way over - and somewhat coated in feathers, shale looks around. another bland field. she wouldn't want the local guard to interrupt march's murder attempt, after all.]

open

[shale can be found, as usual, stomping around any city, anywhere. sometimes she stops to watch any drama going down, sometimes she causes the drama by punching something.

one thing is for certain; shale will murder birds wherever she goes.]

Comments

[drivesadesk]

Jonathan was at a rocky, isolated stretch of beach, less popular due to the fact that...well, there were sharp, uncomfortable rocks everywhere, and hardly any sand. Stretched out on one rock, he'd piled his human skinsuit and clothes (aside from the blue swim trunks he was wearing) on another rock, and was simply basking in the sun, when suddenly he felt the ground begin to shake.

His eyes snapped open and he looked, only to see Shale stomping over to him.

"Oh, shit!" he hissed, and scrambled to his feet before she reached him. Then, when she pointed out that he was smaller in person, Jonathan let out a small burst of nervous laughter. "Oh. Shale. Imagine meeting you here. Too bad, I was just leaving."

Jonathan reached down, trying to snatch up his skinsuit and clothing so he could make a run for it.

[notgneiss]

Fortunately for him, she decides not to attack. Unfortunately for him, while slow, Shale doesn't need to breathe so she can run indefinitely.

"Did it not want me to bow before it? Such a shame when organics can't back up their bluster..."

If he runs, Shale will just pick up one of the bigger rocks and fling it at him.

[drivesadesk]

Jonathan took a couple of steps back, plastering an incredibly fake smile on his face.

"You know, I think there's been a bit of a misunderstanding. You seem to think I wanted to...I don't know, start a fight or something. Really, I think it would be much better for both of us if my insides stayed on the inside, and I just went my own way and we forgot we ever spoke."

Yeah, that wasn't going to work.

[notgneiss]

"I disagree," she says, taking a few steps closer. Truly, while Shale isn't actually planning on killing Jonathan, she's still going to enjoy putting the fear of god into him.

Or... fear of Shale.

"I don't like organics that resort to cowardice."

[drivesadesk]

Well, this wasn't going well. Jonathan considered running, but without any idea of what her physical capabilities were, he had no idea if he could actually outrun her. He decided to bluff. Tossing his clothes back down onto a rock, Jonathan stopped backing up. That was only emphasizing how terrified he was. He just hoped this worked.

"Cowardice? No, you're misunderstanding. I was trying to do you a favor. You see, there's no way this can go well for you, if you do try to attack me. You see, if you win, you've just beaten up an unarmed man. That won't look good. And, of course, if you lose, then that just means some guy beat you up and didn't even need a weapon. And I don't think I even need to get into what happens if you kill me and my remains end up killing you."

He really hoped she wouldn't just decided to crush him to shut him up, but talking his way out of trouble was his preferred survival strategy. He just hoped this worked.

[notgneiss]

"I have fought many wars. It can't imagine the amount of unarmed men I've killed in the name of social progress."

Did she care about why they fought the rebellion? She didn't have a choice either way.

"It talks too much."

Shale kicks the smooth rock, hard enough to create a large crack and make the entire thing shake from the impact.

[drivesadesk]

"Shit!" Jonathan scrambled back in a panic, trying to get away. "What do you even want from me? Do you want me to fight you?"

[notgneiss]

"I want it to know how stupid its attitude was," she says, kicking the rock again. It's so fun when they scurry.

[drivesadesk]

He doesn't scurry again when she kicks the rock the second time. He's prepared for it, now. "Fine! Okay! My attitude was stupid, will you leave me alone now?"

Not that he really meant it. Expressing his attitude was stupid, but he still felt like he was the superior species. However, if he said that, he was fairly certain his superior brains would be dashed out on a rock.

[notgneiss]

"No," she grumbles, stomping forward. Shale figures she'll just throw him into the sea so he has to swim back. Superior race that, bitch.

"Come here. I wish to shake hands."

[drivesadesk]

"No!" he said, holding his hands in front of him like he was prepared to push her back if she got any closer (as if he could), while moving backward as quick as he could. "No, no, no, no, no."

And when she got too close, he turned, trying to run for it.

[notgneiss]

She grabs him easily, yanking him back and holding him up so she can glare at him level.

"I hope it regrets."

Annnd then she flings him towards the water.

[drivesadesk]

He squirmed as she picked him up, kicking desperately at the air until he reached eye level. At that point, he just froze, staring wide eyed at Shale's glaring expression. And then she threw him.

Jonathan screamed as he sailed through the air, only to be silenced by a stinging belly flop into the ocean, and water flowing up his nose and into his mouth. However, he was only under for a few seconds before he quickly surfaced, turning to look at Shale. As he stayed in place, treading water, Jonathan decided he'd just...stay out here for a bit. Until Shale left.

[notgneiss]

Shale stays, watching him. For a good few hours, literally out of spite.

She'll get bored and leave eventually, though. The statue thing is a hard habit to break, to her endless dismay.

[drivesadesk]

Jonathan treads water for about forty five minutes before he gives in enough to swim closer, and even then, he only swam just close enough that he could touch his feet down and stand with his head out of water. And then he stood there. While he might not be able to go into full statue mode like she could, two could do the 'standing in place' thing. Even though he's clearly more antsy an annoyed with the waiting thing, and she might see him pace a bit. If she was closer, she might be able to see and hear that he was cursing under his breath.

Once she did finally leave, though, he'd take off to the shore as fast as he could swim, glad to finally get out of there. He'd be in such a hurry to leave that he'd barely even take note of how much sand and pebbles ended up in his clothes from her kicking that rock before.

[idesof]

[The field is barren, except for all those dead birds. March almost doesn't show himself. He'd rather watch her kill literally everything that has a bit of life in it, honestly. She's the sexiest rock murderbeast he's ever seen. 10/10 A+ would legitimately let her beat the snot out of him.

But all good fap fantasies must come to an end. This one, oddly, does so with the sound of a small engine being revved.

A chainsaw.

He appears, fully formed in his weirdo apron and mask outfit, holding a modified chainsaw meant to cut through more than a usual chainsaw. A super murder chainsaw.

It's whirrs and sings and March has to shout over it, which he does gleefully.]

Hello, darling!

[VRRrrrrRRRRRwwwrRRRRR]

[notgneiss]

[shale watches him and looks at the chainsaw mildly.]

Hello.

[she doesn't bother to correct him.]

Is that it?

[idesof]

[VrrrRRRRrrrRRRRrrrr! March has to shout.]

It's been modified to cut diamond, my dear!

[If it works, great. If it doesn't, he's probably found a nice vibrator for Shale. No one can say he isn't a good boyfriend.]

[notgneiss]

If that cracks one of my crystals, I will murder you for real.

[she is utterly unfettered.]

[idesof]

[That's what makes her so very sexy.

Without warning, March appears just behind her, all spoopy like, and brings that whirring monstrosity down along her back. Whether or not it does anything is beyond him, but it is the strongest he could have made without any enchantments upon it. At the very least, if it doesn't crack a bit of her, she might get a tickle out of it? Or a pleasant massage of sorts? Look, no one can claim he doesn't TRY.]

[notgneiss]

[it leaves a mark, but only like the barest scratch over the surface of rock. shale doesn't even flinch.]

Tell me when you've started.

[she says over the noise. haha funny joke.]