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[color=ff4444][i]Nothing can stop an Oros from double posting.[/i][/color]

[color=888888]— Oros the Savage[/color][/center]

[color=ff4444][i]!!![/i][/color]

Despite not being an animal type wraith, a wraith construct, or even a wraith in general, that didn’t seem to be enough to save Savage from being lasso’d. The creature tried to reach for it’s new rider, but much like she implied, she’d done this a few times. In a perfect world perhaps Joy would have been in Savage’s predicament and quite enjoyed herself. But really, the monster found its current predicament agreeable. Being lassoed and shocked was a great deal less strenuous than the three way machine gun blitz that nearly took its life. 

That didn’t mean Savage was going to stand for this, of course. Technically Savage could not be tamed. For as beastly and wild as they may seem. The dictionary definition of savage was wild, sure, but so was vicious and merciless action. And those last two were things that Savage participated in by choice rather than a lack of civil education. 

With its mind made up, Savage ran in a straight line, swinging and scratching at its rider in futility the whole while. But where was it headed?

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[color=tomato]"She was doing the monster mash. It was a graveyard smash."[/color]

[color=888888]— Oriko Ishii, Oros the Swift[/color][/center]

[color=ff6347]"That pun was terrible."[/color] 

As haughty as the assassin was, Swift understood she was a little outmatched here. A good deal of the Stacys were durable, but Staycee had the advantage of being both an undying zombie and wearing impressive armor. Not to mention anything she did had to happen under the watch of her many spirits. Swift could deal with them on their own, but while also dealing with a fearsome opponent? Chances were slim.

Given that undressing the ectomancer wasn’t in the cards, she’d have to find another way to deal with her. Her energy reserves were quite high with the triplet’s removal, and Staycee was an excellent candidate for one of her more powerful combos. She cut through a ghost, rolled over another, and then swooped towards. But as she zoomed towards the necromancer, her hand rested on her second blade. Only as the distance closed, it swiftly moved to one of her scrolls. And with a yank, it unraveled in front of her.

[color=ff6347]"Scroll of Beasts! Eviscerate!"[/color]

It shouldn’t matter if Staycee was going to take a swing at her or not. The tapestry was effectively a portal, so any attack would be swallowed up along with her as Swift attempted to wrap her opponent in the cursed parchment. 

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[color=goldenrod]"Is it friendship when you need it to survive?"[/color]

[color=888888]— Mika, Oros the Wise[/color][/center]

Wisdom sighed mid flight. As a [s]clone of[/s] a student counselor, her skill set was more geared towards making students feel good about themselves than the other way. Her failure to emotionally ruin Cyberslime Stacy was for that reason alone. While she would take no pleasure in being successful at such a venture, it was unfortunate that the slime girl was too weak to hold herself up and needed her friend’s validation to hold together.

She’d be back in that particular fight momentarily. But since the nurse had been so kind to throw her towards her [s]clone’s[/s] former student, might as well make the best of it. The Sharkenbear and GH Stacy seemed to be in a bit of a stalemate. The Sharkenbear was stronger, but not strong enough to do any real harm. GH Stacy was able to counter with her magic, but Wisdom and her clones were all resistant to magic. The Sharkenbear was also very durable for its size, and its undead nature allowed it to ignore any pain such an attack might have brought on, even as its insides cooked. As such, the two seemed to be in a sort of stalemate. 

But Wisdom was bringing the heat. While she had numerous powerful attacks at her disposal, a student of Merrywell deserved only the best. She planned to hit GH stacy with a projectile so powerful that she herself couldn’t seem to damage it. 

With her momentum carrying her towards her target, Wisdom arm spit Stacy Stitches directly at her target. The amalgamation on her arm discharged Stacy Stitches so fast that Wisdom had reversed her direction of travel and was soaring back into the sky. With a roar, and its body arching with electricity, it turned to the projectile and held GH Stacy in front of its chest. A single tear rolled down its cheek before Stacy Stitche’s nigh immortal body struck them both and buried them in a crater. Only the bear’s legs remained, which smoldered in place. 

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[color=ff97f8]"You know what else tastes good?"[/color]

[color=888888]— Thalia Alvoy, Oros of Shock and Awe[/color][/center]

[color=ff97f8]"Huh?"[/color] Thalia raised an eyebrow as she continued to flop around like a ragdoll in a dryer. [color=ff97f8]"I meant to say ‘fuck you in this gravity’ or something."[/color] She hesitated. [color=ff97f8]"Wait, no, I did mean it the other way, Those were two separate ideas. Fucking you and the gravity. Because, like, JANX!"[/color] 

Thalia managed to get her feet under her and plant them flat on a wall she was almost thrown into. Enough time had passed that the charge in her sword was ready for another strike. She wouldn’t need the element of surprise, and she wouldn’t need to rely on any tricks. She grinned, and her teeth were still stained with the blood of her previous snack. With a kick, the genetically modified super soldier soared towards her target, ready to cleave them in half. 

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[color=tomato]"Imagine trying to hide from the ‘Former Ultimate Assassin."[/color]

[color=888888]— Davis Gallo, Oros the Conqueror[/color][/center]

If shrewd had managed to survive the explosion and being redirected by a roundhouse kick, she absolutely didn’t survive being vaporized by a photon cannon. There was no scream, blood, or any indication that the beam of light had disintegrated her body. She was there, and then when she passed through the beam of light, she did not come out the other side. The laser finished its path across the sky before being trampled underfoot. Sawblade Stacy was two for two. 

However, Saw Blade Stacy’s newest opponent would be a bit tougher to beat. Double trouble, the power couple, Infinite Conquest and Oblivion incarnate. Not that she was privy to that. All she saw was a mechanical head covered in tendrils and decided that some force was pushing it and that it couldn’t see her. 

Folly, really. 

In truth, Alice Parker’s numerous heads had a wide array of vision modes. Everything ranging from x-ray to infrared to more exotic things like spectral vision and even ultrasound. She knew exactly where Saw Blade Stacy was. Yet she did not roll any differently and continued right on her merry way. Were this a soulslike, Saw Blade Stacy’s roll (it was a roll, right?) would have been one of many important movements to let her hit the boss. But she was not in a soulslike, and her opponent had anticipated this eventuality hours ago. 

When the ball of framewerk rolled past her, five of Alice Parker’s arms trained their weapons on her. A heavy barret, shotgun, rocket launcher, and a gatling gun all opened fire on Saw Blade Stacy simultaneously. The fifth arm had a dessert eagle, which fired a single scoop of vanilla ice cream at her target. 

The type of tech you can waste your money on when you have unlimited funding. 

While Saw Blade Stacy was busy trying to survive, the mecha head rolled straight over her pseudo erotic/interpretive sculpture. The weight of such a massive structure was enough to crack it. The concrete-like paint material cracked and shattered, which was all Lada needed to be free. Her metallic body could take the weight of such a massive object, even if it didn’t have the ability to eat its way out of dried concrete/paint. 

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[color=00ff00]"I’m free! I think? I still can’t see…."[/color]

[color=888888]— Lada, Oros the Inventive[/color][/center]

After being frozen and place, then freed via giant boulder, Lada was a little startled to see Alice Parker charging towards her. She wasn’t sure how to describe her. It was almost as whoever had written for her had left details so vague that should look like any weird indescribable amalgamation. Maybe this was because they were written by a talented writer who understood that no description could do Alice Parker justice. Or maybe it was just a lazy one. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that she didn’t want to get stuck under its things when it came charging past her. So she stood up and ran out of the way. 

Though in her running, she spotted Savage and Stampede Stacy. While helping an ally was an obvious choice, Lada was a bit more motivated to do it this time. She had just been slimed into a statue, so seeing one of her own restrained [s]in a weird BDSM way[/s] was something that needed to be corrected. With a wave of her hand, a far off cloud of nanites turned into a hail of bearing and soared towards the rodeo star with the intent of knocking her off.