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Alright now I'm it, working on a hydra post.

EDIT: Okay, bit extensive maybe but did the thing @Unknown100 @Mr Nim @praxitilies, with dem hydra traits.
Not it, had my action and waiting for a reaction.

MISTER BUDO

January 1st, 7:45 PM
Midtown Metropolis

(Interacting with: @Unknown100)


No time for pleasantries indeed! There was no low rumble preceding the rise as one might imagine when dealing with such creatures, no manner of alert to act on, the attack simply came and took Wonder Woman away. Had she expected a warning sign or had he distracted the great amazon? There was no time to tell or ponder, none at all. With nary a cry nor concern for the drop Mister Budo leapt back from his perch as the stone and dust burst forth with the mythical adversary, a descent of coldly calculated grace though he could not fly, and as he went his hands dashed to and fro and in their wake large pieces of debris were rendered but pebbles.

This was it. His big test, yes, but also his wheelhouse. Fighting was his life, would it stack up to the world's strongest or would his road end there? The desire to answer that question filled him with a grim determination and set his mind racing. Even as he finished his descent he took stock of the situation. Wonder Woman had her bearings despite the bad start, she was hacking away at the creature's neck. Was his assistance necessary? Doubtful. The creature's tail, barbed or perhaps another mouth, another risk factor, another target. The martial master's feet skid across the pavement, ground his body to a halt, then propelled him in the opposite direction.

Closing the distance in smooth practiced bounds, Mister Budo "flew" towards the creature's tail and counted the steps. Not the ones he was taking but the ones still left till what he calculated was optimal position. Four, three, two, then his feet came together on the final bound, stabilizing his base and adding further drive to one final leap. Again The Man of Martial Mystery took to the air and so drove his entire self forth, turning himself into a projectile. The tail snapped and trashed about and its strange mouth bit blindly, but it showed no real defense as the boot came crashing down on what could pass for its neck and dashed it against the ground.

Foot and leg sticky with mythological matter, Taiga Sato felt pretty damn good. Almost no fighter worth their salt was going to let you land a flying kick like that one and Wonder Woman seemed to have her end handled, as her sword drew blood and severed flesh so that the creature's head came off with a disgusting wet snap. He was enjoying the moment. At least until he looked about and saw the heads rise. And rise. And bite eachother and rise anew, and the tails began springing forth as well. This was not good at all. Taiga Sato spoke fluent english, but in the heat of the moment a native expression escaped him by reflex. "Aaaah...kono yarou".

And then it all became a blur of screaming, lashing and biting, and somewhere amidst the chaos was the japanese fighter dashing to and fro wherever he could make out that people needed help. Some teeth could not quite rip through the reinforced outfit but they dragged and pulled, others dug deeper and drew the blood they sought, but still Mister Budo did not relent. Move in, sidestep one tail, pivot away from another, parry and divert the third into the fourth, and the next meets a spear-like thrust of a fist that strikes to its very core and leaves it motionless on the asphalt. Repeat in dozens of variants, dozens of techiques, struggling to keep every man, woman and child safe.

The wordless, hissing exhalations that accompanied every crushing blow rang out on the street and were joined by the cries of the people fleeing what for them had surely been certain death. And as Mister Budo fought against his own oncoming demise he could only hope Wonder Woman was doing her part.
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I see your point. And yeah, I completely agree 3,5 hour of destruction might be pushing it. There must be a better way.
Hmm, @Zero Hex what if we extended the time before your character responded? Of course, you don't have to, but that's one way to easier include more people. I would edit mine too then. Maybe 2 hours, and then @praxitilies edits one and a half or something.

Uhh, gets complicated :D


We could do that but then we'd have two edit to posts including the actual Hydra intro, wouldn't that be more complicated than just @praxitilies editing his posts to fit the timeframe? Since he just has to change a number and isn't interacting with anyone.

IMO, it feels like even having the fight extend for just 30 minutes would be the best call. Half an hour is a hell of a fight and a lot of wrecking Metropolis, and plenty of time for other heroes to get the heads up via reports and make their way to the encounter IC.

OOC, if we do at least a couple more posts around that 7:45 pm time we give other players room to finish up their own stories in other time frames and jump into this encounter if they want to, seems like something other JL people might want in on.

This way Wonder Woman gets to face the big threat from her big bad, do her thing, face adversity and then gain new appreciation for other heroes when they show up to help, other players can get in on this with less of a hassle and obviously I get to do cool shit with my character because I jumped at the chance first =^).
Right okay so, I'm good with another player joining obviously, my thoughts are: extending the battle a bit so other players who might want to join have a chance to jump in is a good idea, but three and a half long hours of a Hydra tearing Metropolis a new one might be a bit extreme to start with even if it IS meant to be a dick move by a god against a top tier Justice Leaguer.

I'll post today for my character's immediate reaction, and then we can see with @Unknown100 about detailing the fight turning long. @praxitilies maybe you can edit your character's timeframe so we only have an hour of a total crisis in Metropolis instead of 3+, since it affects no other players, and then you and anyone else interested can jump in and we can all be big heroes. How's that sound?
Yo okay there we go @Unknown100, my bad for taking so long I just thought about my character and figured I'd probably be better served changing before starting for reasons. Should be smooth sailing from here on out.

MISTER BUDO

January 1st, 7:45 PM
Midtown Metropolis

(Interacting with: @Unknown100)


Wonder Woman's call to action echoed across the airwaves, but the response came faster than anyone could have expected. Faster and in the flesh. "If such an evil has been forced upon man then let a mortal accept the challenge". The voice rang firm, unshaken by the situation, there was even a tinge of eagerness to it. Some of the people still present looked around, seeking the source, and many would later swear that they saw nothing until they blinked and suddenly there he was. Standing atop a street light, arms crossed, was a masked figure clad in what some could idenfity as japanese wear, surcoat fluttering softly in the wind, face obscured by a wide brimmed hat.

Taiga Sato was in Metropolis by sheer chance. The young japanese man had been resting from his long travels, taking the chance to see one of the remaining jewels of the United States of America, staying with friends of one Special Agent Jagger who asked no untoward questions about his nightly activities and would deny his very existence. And speaking of nightly activities, they had been quite the dissapointment thus far. He had a tally of petty crime stopped, there was certainly more activity in the streets than in Japan, but it had all been so...pedestrian compared to the oddities back home. Not a decent fighter seen, not even worth using a costume.

But this, this was what had drawn him here. To put his talents to the test and make something of them, to stop threats beyond simple criminals whose worth was defined by the weapon in their hand. Mister Unknown's successor had officially arrived to the United States. Perhaps some in the media recognized him, if they were informed of the costumed happenings in the Land of the Rising Sun, perhaps not, but the cameras still pointed to him. The warrior pointedly ignored them and scanned the container from his vantage point. "I am Mister Budo of Japan, well met Wonder Woman. I take it there's no time for drafting a battle plan or other pleasantries".
@Unknown100
Okay, maybe probably not happening today, have had no power for hours now.
Yoooo @Unknown100 looks like you've set up some fun stuff, hope you don't mind if I throw my guy in so you're not playing it off solo.
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