Chomping at the bit to grab a decent weapon, Dude Love decided that it'd be best to misappropriate one! Namely, by snatching it from the jaws of danger! And so, he took the Brutes by surprise by leaping directly in the way of the chain-gun user, intending to literally wrestle the heavy armament from his hands! Although he tried to swat the portly playboy away, Foley was much more tenacious. Not a moment later did he finally have the coveted weapon in hand!
The gun Brute stepped back as his pyromaniac brother bathed the immediate vicinity in flames! Our protagonist was sure to defend himself, however, and used the oversized minigun to shield his hide from the waves of fire. The only one caught square with the conflagration was the zombie Brute, but the all-too-resilient creature from the grave did not so much as flinch! He kept his slow gait going...
Invoking Rambo, The Dude let loose a veritable hail of gunfire from his oversized weapon! All bets were off as to if this move was worth the risk, as the flamethrower Brute was hit head-on with the rubber bullets! While it was far from a lethal counterattack, it was sure as hell painful!
The giant keeled over in pain, but still had a scrap of fight left in him. And the spreading fires were doing a good job in creating a chaotic situation for everyone involved. The theft-victim Brute tried to knock Foley out of commission while his attention was focused on the other big lug, but the wrestler was smart enough to defend himself reflexively. That's what years of combat entertainment does to a person.
All this happened while the obvious zombie continued to march, albeit slowly, to rip the joy and life from our hero's hands.
OOC: The action's getting thicker by the minute...
Post by Hoots Rowlet on Feb 25, 2018 18:55:01 GMT -5
"Oh right. Rubber bullets." Undeterred the dude went between the flamethrower and the zombie... "Come on big guy. Try and burn baby burn this disco inferno!" He taunted slapping his fat ass to get him to fire... However at the last second he would drop and roll out of the way leaving the zombie to burn.
3 stones in acrobatics 1 to get between Flamethrower Brute, and Zombie Brute. The rest shifted to defense to avoid the flamethrower.
2 stones in social skills. (Crazy Man) to goad the flame brute to fire on me again, and set the zombie on fire by mistake.
Foley wasn't backing down for anything...even if it meant getting torn apart by genetically-engineered giants! And thus, he set off another gambit to keep himself alive for longer than expected: goading one of his enemies to commit friendly fire (pun intended)! Grunting in frustration at Dude Love's mockery and tomfoolery, the flamethrower Brute loosed another wave of fire! Although the large man intended to roast his smaller enemy where he stood, he once again underestimated the hardcore superstar's reaction time and quick wit.
Flopping about defensively, The Dude's outfit caught on fire! He wasn't hurt, but it would only be a matter of time before the flames burned through his clothes and into his skin! At least he had to take small comfort in seeing the giant zombie start to melt away like old wax due to his strategy.
OOC: You've managed to avoid damage, but your clothes are now aflame. If you can't deal with that, then the fire will start damaging your flesh and blood. Be that as it may, your plan worked.
Following the most essential tenet of fire safety, Dude Love stopped and dropped everything he was doing up to that point...and rolled on the floor like a painting implement. Although it was a crude method to snuff the flames on him, it served to stop his immediate suffeing. The same could not be said for the zombie or gun Brutes, as they were practically consumed by the indiscriminate conflagration of their pyromaniac brother.
But Foley knew that he would not advance to the next area or hope to escape in one piece if he could not deal with the last enemy before him...
OOC: You've snuffed the flames on your leotard, and two of the Brutes are pretty much out of the picture. It's just you and the pyro now.
"The action's getting intense, Bobby!" said one of the announcers. "The Dude is really lovin' the violence!"
"Without a doubt, Zach." responded the other. "We haven't seen this level of skill since the Prez's takeover of Steelport and the adventures in the Zin Simulation..."
As the commentators bantered on, Foley strafed the Brute when the former tried to lunge at him. Narrowly missing his mark, the portly superstar went in for the nerve hold...the Mandible Claw! Gagging and struggling, the giant eventually gave in to the pressure and lost consciousness!
As soon as that happened, the doors to the next and final area of the competition opened wide!
OOC: The last Brute has been defeated. Now it's on to the final area of S.E.R.C.
"And it seems like The Dude is taking a break!" exclaimed one of the announcers. "First time in a while were we've witnessed someone on the verge of collapsing from sheer fatigue. What do you make of this, Zach?"
"A smart strategy, all in all!" said the other. "There's no solid time limit in today's episode, so it's all about calculated pacing and knowing when and how to attack the goal, Bobby. The next phase is gonna be, hands down, the hardest."
As the colorful chatter went on above his head, Foley caught his breath...fully recuperating the energy needed to move on to the final room.
OOC: You've replenished your energy pool. Good thinking, man.
Stumbling past the door into the final arena, Foley was just really looking forward to taking a good and long-deserved rest. A man his age and build should not go through such unnecessary plights, but what other choice did he have?...
"Aaaaand our contestant wades into the final arena...a returning favorite from the Simulation..." Bobby announced.
"Super Power Fight Club!" Zach continued. "The rules are a little different since its last iteration, however."
Just as the exposition was being given, rival contestants from other entrances began to populate the large space.
"Even though you each bring unique skills and abilities to the table, there'll be weapon caches and Zin power-codes scattered at random points in the arena..." Bobby explained. "...giving you improvised ways to blow the competition away."
"The first phase will be a last-man-standing ordeal." Zach concluded. "Whosoever makes it through advances to the next phase."
As the giant display above counted down to zero, everyone started to move and/or engage in combat. If The Dude didn't want to be a sitting target, then he would have to do the same...and fast!
OOC: The final stage is Super Power Fight Club. Weapons and powers will be scattered about just in case you need an extra oomph to survive.