Kevin the Bored
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160 This is My Kingdom Come
🕑 Added 2023-08-29 19:16:29 +0000 UTCThere is no cry to arms or order given, the creatures around us simply burst into motion at the same instant, each of them screaming a foul rage as they charge us down, frothing at the mouth.
A blue naga-looking thing launches itself at me, its snake-like mouth that matches it's lower half opened wide with fangs ready to pierce my skull.
I simply hold out a hand and catch it by the snout, halting its momentum with ease before carelessly tossing it to the side at another lunging creature.
At the same time, I watch as Legend immediately shoots to the sky, getting nailed by a spiked tongue as he goes, not that it seems to do much to the guy.
Now in the sky, he gives me one baleful look before rushing away, probably with the intention of securing the perimeter in order to avoid letting any of the grimy little fucks from escaping.
As for me, well I'm just playing around.
The horde surrounding me is huge indeed, definitely in the hundreds with more likely on their way, but they are all weak so it's not even a challenge to bat them aside.
Creature after creature, goblin after goblin, each more fucked up than the last, from skinny to bloated to giants to midgets. It's like being attacked by a child's imagination with the sheer number of unique creatures.
But I'm left wondering why I am not having as much fun as I thought I would be. Which is when I remember why zombie games are as popular as they are.
With little more than a flex of will, the world around me is replaced by blood.
I shape it into tentacles, and scythes that cut down everything around me, hundreds being felled by the second, then I add even ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ blood, shaping it into gaping maws filled with rows upon rows of razor sharp teeth, each itching to get their fill as I sweep them across the hurricane of blood and viscera around me.
Ah yes, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐'๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ.
As I feel my blood absorbing the nutrients of the creatures around me, I notice one of the gremlins, a blue-skinned, white-haired, probably-female thing with a long and narrow tail, matching it's narrow and reptilian face that has four fangs at the front and smooth, human-like skin, dragging a body away from the battle.
Oh no you don't, that's ๐ฎ๐บ bounty.
With a thought, the storm of blood parts around the creature, probably only about three foot tall as it is, and block it in so it can't escape as I approach, only now noticing that it's wearing what looks like a toddlers tutu.
...This dude had some really weird fetishes.
Unfortunately, my cool entrance is ruined by a glob of acid making it past my storm of limbs and landing right on my face. It barely even tingles against my skin, being not even comparable to my dog's spit, but I still hurry to shake it off so it doesn't ruin my clothes.
Unfortunately, my hat is ruined and one of the shoulders of my top is now gone.
It takes me about two seconds to locate the shit-spawn that ruined my entrance, and even less time for eleven limbs to surround it and rip it to shreds, throwing the remains at the floor, which has been mostly covered by hundreds of mouths sprouting from a growing pool of blood.
Anyway, where was I?
Right, regicide.
Well, I've already done the regicide part, but there isn't a word for eating the king after killing them, so eh, semantics.
The little sex toy goblin seems to have a sudden burst of bravery as it moves to stand between me and Nilbog's mostly bisected corpse. How cute,~ I want to put it in a jar and roll it down some stairs.~
Chuckling to myself at the image in my head, I completely tone out the defiant words of the creature. Something something, I'll protect my king, something something. Who cares, right?
Walking up to the two, I mostly just ignore the creature, even as it charges at me and tries to tackle me, or at least push me away. But it's like a child holding onto their dad's leg to stop him from leaving the toy store.
Point is, I just ignore the barely noticeable weight and keep walking until I am standing over Nilbog's corpse.
Wait a minute, does Nilbog have a bounty on his head? If so I could probably make a lot of money from him.
Double wait a minute, I'm totally planning on keeping the thing attached to my pants as a pet, but could I nab a couple more and sell them to other rich psychos like me?
Probably, and I know I'll make money for sure, unlike Nilbog's head, which might not actually even have a bounty, since I doubt the PRT would want any money hungry mercs to come in here looking for a payday.
Decision made, I grab the corpse with one hand and the creature with the other and start walking off.
I'd like to get out of here before Eidolon shows up to be completely honest. I'm pretty sure I can survive Legend at this point, and Alexandria wouldn't be a problem, even if she'll have a 'hated enemy' buff against me, but Eidolon?
I'm not ready for a repeat just yet, that's why he's last on my list for this tour of mine, and even then only as a maybe.
Either way, I think I'm done here. It was a short trip, but I've got a lot of things on my list so I don't really have a problem with that. Next step is the Machine Army anyway, and that'll probably be more like visiting a museum than anything, if the museum was alive and genocidal of course.
The real issue with actually getting away without being seen is just that there are so many of the freaks around me. Even if they are literally charging into the living blender that I've turned myself into, there's still so many of them that I wouldn't be able to sneak away.
Though I am grateful for the literal hundreds of meals they're feeding me, but places to be and all that.
Now the question is, how do I clear myself enough space to go to ground, as it were?
Luckily, I have an answer for that.
First I start retracting my blood, leaving only enough of the blender left that none of the freaks can touch me, the rest I either pull inside of myself or wrap around the freak in my arms, putting them in a ball for safety.
I decide to just quickly stuff Nilbog down my gullet instead of bothering to protect the body, and then I bring out my wings, both larger than ever and pulsing with power greater than they ever have before.
๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ.
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Legend is starting to understand why Alexandria hates that Clown so much.
Nursing his shoulder, he looks down on the walled in town with a grimace, both from the slowly forming bruise and at the sight before him.
He had hoped that he would be able to either convince Tear to leave, or at the very least convince Nilbog to allow him to take her away, but she thwarted any chance of that happening before he could even try.
Even worse, she's made sure to implicate basically the entire country.
With a sigh, Legend shoots out another laser, disintegrating a goblin climbing the walls, before turning back to the centre of Ellisburg, only to be greeted by a growing storm of red.
By the time the first set of buildings succumb to the growing tornado of blood, Legend is starting to think that her ratings are going to need to be updated again. Shaker 5 at the very least.
But he soon has to ignore that fight in favour of making sure none of the goblins get out.
To do so, he produces as many lasers as he can, focusing on destructive power and speed over anything else, and he starts to revolve them over the walls, until the creatures just start digging through the walls and he moves his lasers lower.
In minutes, the sixty-foot walls surrounding Ellisburg are replaced by a one hundred-foot tall rotating wall of shining yellow lasers.
Between keeping the wall steady and dodging the occasional ranged attack, Legend doesn't have the focus to spare to keep an eye on Tear, something that comes back to bite him not long later as he is suddenly sent hurtling through the air by a sudden rush of wind.
๐๐๐๐!!
The deafening sound of an explosion sounds out right as he rights himself, and he turns around just in time to see an enormous blue explosion fading away into a dust cloud.
And that's Blaster 7.
On the bright side, that's half of Ellisburg gone. On the significantly greater list of downsides, Legend has lost sight of Tear, and though he was only distracted for a moment, hundreds of goblins have slipped passed once his lasers stopped.
Even worse than that however, is that Nilbog has supposedly created plenty of countermeasures against nuclear or biochemical attacks, meaning that dust cloud could potentially wipe out Ottawa and Montreal, potentially spreading down the Eastern Seaboard afterwards.
Which is why Legend makes the decision to ignore the goblins escaping the town in order to focus on containing the dust cloud, which, is not his specialty.
Thankfully, reinforcements arrive less than a minute later, being teleported in by Strider, as this ๐ช๐ด a Class-S threat.
Eidolon appears by his side right after he hears the tell-tale sound of Strider's power, and Legend slumps down in relief when the skies around him start moving to his friend's will, compressing before them both into a ball of dust.
"I'll handle this side of things, you'd best go find Alexandria before she bursts a vein chasing after the Clown," Eidolon says, and Legend lets out a rueful chuckle at the thought.
But with Eidolon now here to stop any viruses or similar unseen threats, Legend can go back to focusing on the goblins, so he gives his friend a smile and a thanks and moves back to the fight.
Down below, dozens of capes have already arrived and are in the midst of fighting the fleeing goblins, with more arriving by the minute. But even then, there seem to be ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด of the creatures, even after Tear killed so many.
Every inch of ground they gain, it gets harder to contain them as the capes get spread thinner and thinner.
Doing his best to help, Legend loops around the town, annihilating everything he passes over until he comes to a stop in front of Alexandria, who he can tell is distracted.
In a deep corner of his mind, Legend is worried that his friend is obsessing too much over Tear. Enough that she's still preoccupied searching for them despite the crisis surrounding her.
"Alexandria, I'll loop around, if I can't find her, then she's already gone. They need your help." His words cause her to open her mouth to rebuke, only for her to pause as she recognises the truth behind them, that she's forgetting that her job is to help, not to hunt.
Without a word, she blasts away, crashing bodily through creature after creature. Absently, Legend notes that from above it's like she's doing one of those dot-to-dot drawings.
Shaking his head free of pointless thoughts, Legend sways to the side as a line of fire barely bursts past him. turning his head to the cape who launched the attack, Legend gives them a reproachful look and shakes his head, to which they just sheepishly apologise.
๐๐ช๐ฅ๐ด, he thinks, noticing their young age, before he starts moving again.
With growing speed, Legend circles around the town, close enough that he can annihilate everything he passes by without harming any of his fellow capes, until he builds up enough speed that he can do a loop in a few seconds.
With his new speed, he briefly makes a much larger ring, seeing if he can find Tear. Unfortunately, no luck, and he doesn't bother checking twice. Instead, he goes up and, seeing that enough capes have arrived to have the Ellisburg situation mostly under control, Legend starts moving away from it, searching for escapees.
๐๐ต'๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, he complains to himself, slowly joining the long list of people who have a growing dislike of Clowns.
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A/N: He~llo! Dear readers!
Meh.
At least Lusia got a new pet out of all of this, just gotta take it to riley so she can install some anti-suicide stuff in them, then she can sell the few she collected too and make some bank.
Also, legend's anger to Lusia is more like exasperation, he's too nice to actually hate her.
Also also, if Eidolon didn't arrive when he did, aka if Lusia didn't trip the camera's alarm, then Montreal and Ottawa straight up would have died, and a lot of money and effort would have had to have been spent to keep the eastern seaboard from also dying.
And there are enough thinkers to understand this, so suffice to say, that Class-S rating is well on its way lol.
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Scarletmenace
Liking these new abilities of hers. Keep up the good work m8.
