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It had been a long hike; nearly two dozen klicks had been covered since the nasty business involving the giant and the ensuing nonsense. JT grunted as he approached the foothills of the mountain range, his eyes scanning the horizon for any anything that might provide some form of exit from this really screwed up computer game.

Scampering along, scrambling up some rocks following a barely discernible trial, JT paused a moment, he thought he heard…something. Dropping behind a rock outcropping he glanced around trying to get an idea of what he heard and from where
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There…it was voices, distant, but clearly voices and if that were the case it meant combatants. Sighing softly JT glanced skyward, the sun or whatever it was, appeared to be moving slowly westward. He had no idea how much time he had left but he sure as hell didn’t want to be caught outside when night fell.

Turning his attention to the voices he listened, straining to get a fix on where they were. If nothing else he might be able to move into the area where they were and hopefully they would have moved on. If not, well that would be decided then wouldn’t it.

Adjusting his grip on his rifle, and letting the ectoplasma loose, JT stood in a half-crouch and began moving along the trail again as the billowy mass of goo slowly flowed and clung to his body and weapons. Every sense straining as he tried to locate the owners of the voices when a shadow moved, he caught it out of the corner of his eye. It was ahead of him and it vanished beyond some boulders.

Licking his lips he moved quickly where the shadow had been and edged up slowly to get a glimpse of what he saw.

“Holy shit…”

Before him were two…well what else could they be called by beast men. The first and most noticeable stood nearly 9 feet tall, a bulky and heavily muscled creature to say the least. The second was much smaller, perhaps three feet smaller. But he, not sure why JT though that, but the impression was that it was a ‘he’, was carrying a translucent staff weapon.

The other one was…a human gladiator? After a second of examining the man, he judged the gladiator to be of similar height and build as himself. Then it was on, the large beast thingy moved closer to the man and did some kind of rather silly looking gung-fu like gesture with his hands, similar to bad Chinese movies.

“Oh hell brother, the minute you tried that shit, you’d be eating some rounds.” JT muttered as he watched in morbid fascination. Then not only did the beast do something with his hands he managed to do another action, avoiding the gladiators attack and performing a secondary attack from what JT saw as it, for anything that big had to be called an ‘it’ pulled some kinda muck and molded it into a ball and threw it at the human. Gawd damn that beast thingy is fast as hell.... he thought as he calculated the distance it covered in a fraction of a second..

“Jesus man do something; duck, dodge or drop to the ground do anything to break up his attacks…oh no… yeah don’t do that!” The man had done something, and was running at the larger beast man, except that there were no tactics, no movement other than a head long rush; “This could be bad…”

The catman that was ahead of JT took this opportunity to attack, and just rushed forward in a wild, uncoordinated action. The catman looked unfamiliar with combat, unfamiliar with attack or even defense. At this distance there was nothing JT could do to stop the cat from being hit, even if he managed to throw a ball of goo he doubted he could move the cat in time, he was too close.

Hefting his rifle he took a snap shot that targeted the left leg of the cat person, if he hit him there was a chance…slim but better than none that the cat would fall and the wind thingy would sail over him. Better a leg wound than dead. But that would give away his position, a scant 40 yards, 120 feet from where the gladiator and giant freaking, what the hell was it with this place and the oversized, steroid freaks anyway, beast man were at.

The shot, hopefully would work. If it didn’t, it didn’t matter as he swung rifle over to cover the two melee combats, one of them was the black hat, he’d have to watch to see which one that was.
Sure I am already in world so I can make my way to your fight.
JT sprinted, behind him the roar of a very angry four-armed giant echoed through the woods. The giant was angry; he had been shot several times, by the man he was chasing. Glancing back, the massive creature ate up the distance between them easily with his immense stride. Gritting his teeth, JT hopped over an outcropping of tumbled boulders, hitting the loam on the other side with his shoulder, rolling smoothly into a firing position with the carbine pointed at the giant.

Depressing the trigger, feeling the short, sharp recoil as three more round raced down range, striking the giant in one knee. The blossoming of three angry red dots slowed the massive creature a moment as he looked at his knee.

“Shit…that is not good…”

The giant, roared again, pulling an orb from a satchel, an orb as large as JT’s head and it was glowing. Not waiting to see what it did, already coated with the ectoplasm and hurriedly gooping it on his rifle, a soft translucent glow emanated from the rifle, “Oh thank God!” he muttered as he whipped the rifle up, drawing a bead on the chest of the humongous being.

Again the rifle barked, three short retorts filled the air as once again a tight grouping of shots raced towards the giant, only this time when they hit, the giant paused in his action. A confused look crossed his face as he felt his incredibly wide chest. There was no angry welts this time, no the bullets had pierced his iron like hide and hit the vital organs protected by the thick slabs of muscle and bone.

A grimace crossed the giants lips, as he spat, his right arm lifting to throw the now blazing orange ball. Not waiting, JT fired again, three more rounds hitting the chest again, as they did the giant threw the ball with all his might, however as stated the bullets had struck the giant again. These bullets causing him pain, a pain that the giant hadn’t felt before, a pain that caused frothy red to spill from his misshapen lips. His lungs had been shredded by the bullets.

The ball stuck with tremendous impact twenty feet shy of the rocks, erupting in a flash of heat and concussive energy that knocked JT back about fifteen feet from his protective barrier. Sitting up, the man peered through the smoke, and he could not see the giant. Scrambling to his feet he held his rifle ready as he moved forward slowly, when he heard a bubbling laugh.

“You won this round human. But I will be back, we will fight again and I will kill you next time!”

Stepping up to the massive body, the giant glared into JT’s eyes.

“Hey man no hard feelings. You came after me, I told you I really didn’t want to fight. I am still trying to understand this whole damn thing.”

Squatting next to the giant, he placed a slimy hand on the man’s shoulder, “Look bub, anytime you want to do this again is fine with me. By then I may have figured a way out of this crazy dream.”

The giant chuckled, “Until next time then.” and died.

Rising to his feet, JT searched the giant, finding the satchel only with heavy orange balls inside. “What the hell am I supposed to do with these things?’
Drallnix you can already be on the train if you want since it is a public setting. However the thermodynamics of heat and cold in the train cars,would be enough for you to have noticed an oddness probably not seen before. So toss up a CS and join in the fight against the crazed mudman.
Go ahead LeeRoy...toss some mud against the walls and see if any of it sticks.
Lol dialogue in pms in a roleplay. No we can talk and fight.
Meh, his sheet is thick,I have seen worse, but the wall of text doesn't help it. However I need to find someone to shoot. And there are not many characters in my weight class.
Hmm I think everyone my tier, not that many, are busy at the moment. At least there are some interesting fights to read.
Also if you want to do a bit of back and forth between us that is fine.
LeeRoy shall we do another round of banter before we are attacked or attack him? Your call, I am fine if you want to attack him now or next round.
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