Shaco was about to interject the duel once again when another man came to the scene, clearly allied with The Enforcer. "Oh, I'm sorry, Vi. I suppose I'll have to join our murderous friend here, because I don't like uneven fights." Shaco's clone paused for a bit, then laughed again. "Oh wait! I DO like uneven fights."
On that note, Shaco made his clone disappear in a puff of orange smoke. The clone reappeared behind John, and promptly attempted to kick him in the back. The actual Shaco smiled from the alleyway. Whoever killed "him" would end up dead. Shaco giggle to himself once more at the irony of the situation.
John was about to thrust the staff when suddenly he felt a hit at his back, he stumbled and after regaining his balance twirled around. "Oh great the circus is in town." His fists and staff raised. He leaped back and extended the staff, twirling it and swinging downwards onto Shaco, once the swing went through the staff would then retract. "This is going to be fun..."
Shaco's clone took the hit by John's staff head on. Shaco winced nearby. Even though the clone wasn't real, it was rather painful at times for Shaco to watch himself being beat up from afar.
Shaco's clone laughed. "Ohhhh, you hit hard, I must say!" Shaco noticed Jack up ahead fighting Vi one on one. "Hey!" Shaco shouted at the two. "Don't think I am going to be fair to everyone!" With that note, the clone sprinted towards the two. Once he found an opening, the clone leaped on top of Vi, then jumped off of her, diving towards Jack in an attempt to wrestle him to the ground.
Post by scriptedauthor90 on Feb 19, 2013 20:10:01 GMT -5
Granted, Jaques wasn't necessarily a strong fighter since he was more of an assassin than anything, but in his current state there didn't seem to be any tact or strategy at all. He only seemed to want one thing: to make Vi bleed to death! It wouldn't hard for her to overpower him, considering the gauntlets she wore, but if you took those away then she'd be just another woman who could be overpowered by even a Fragile Speedster like Jaques. The undead assassin doubled back after being struck in the face by one of the Enforcer's fists, staggering as the momentum carried his lithe form a few steps away from Vi.
Before she could follow up, however, what looked like Shaco came barreling through to knock Jaques to the ground. Oh, the deathless stranger tried to put up a fight as they went down, however, as he thrashed about and swung his blade around haplessly in a vain attempt to cut the harlequin that had collided with him. Ultimately, the two were on the ground and wrestling for dominance. Saucy Jack would try to put as much of his strength as he could to throw his assailant off of him, though only fate could say if it would work.
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The clone was not as adept at combat than Shaco was, so he was easily overpowered by the sudden heave of force that the murderer had applied to the clone's body, and it tumbled over on it's back.
Meanwhile, Shaco could tell that the clone was losing it's fight, so he prepared his shivs, waiting for the doppelgänger to burst into a cloud of knives as he always did. The clone struggled under the assault, looking tired and ready to explode.
Post by The Enforcer on Feb 26, 2013 0:56:41 GMT -5
Vi smiled when Jack threw Shaco off of him. "Hey, Shaco, you know how you're normally useless?"
She grabbed him by the arms and dangled him for a moment. "Guess what? Not anymore!" She flung him over her head towards Jack, using him as a living bola. It would probably seriously injure Shaco, and at least incapacitate Jack for a bit.
John took a few steps back as Shaco was thrown, breaking into laughter and slapping his knee. "Oooh smoooth." He grinned behind his mask. Not making any real moves, might as well let the two tire themselves out before finishing them both. It's worked in the past and should work just fine here. He held the staff in-front of him vertically and retracted, waiting.
Post by scriptedauthor90 on Feb 26, 2013 5:04:04 GMT -5
Jaques didn't waste any time, when Shaco was thrown off of him the specter did a little break dance to get to his feet and rushed at Vi! There was nobody in the Slasher's world save for her, and she was his highest priority. She was his victim. He had to make her bleed. He had to snuff out the light deep inside of her which kept her distant from the shadow of Death! His current body meant nothing to him, now, as he sought to carry out the will of the Blood-Razor!
As the harlequin hurtled at him, then, the undead serial killer bent his body back as he moved forward, allowing the momentum of his dash to carry his floating form along just inches beneath the more than likely false jester's own red and black clad body. The entire thing looked like something out of an action movie, but it happened, and just as fantastically Jaques managed to plant his feet on the pavement without losing any motion in his charge. His knife was held at an angle at his side as he fast approached the Enforcer, and once he got close enough he swung with all of his might in a horizontal arc, no longer caring what he struck so long as he cut into the Piltovian woman's body!
At last, the clone exploded in a flurry of knives next to John. Immediately to follow this up, the real Shaco sharged out of the alley, chanting "I tricked you! I tricked you!" Shaco burst out laughing, then dived for John Cole, his shivs extended towards his legs, hoping to cripple him.
John's arms shot up, covering his face instinctively to at least keep his head and neck safe but... A few nailed him in the arms and chest. He grunted and doubled over as the pain sunk in. Inside the mask his teeth were grit and his heads up display had also gone out, this didn't effect his vision and would just be a pain to have to fix the wires but more pressing matters. He yelled out in pain. "Daaaamnit!"
He heard someone behind him, obviously intent on finishing the job, while struggling he was able to pull out a smoke bomb and quickly ignite it, filling the area he was in, in smoke. In a rush he tried to pull out the knives knowing he had to make a hasty retreat to get himself fixed up after this... And make a few improvements it appears. Hopefully the smoke would keep him concealed long enough.
Shaco was about to go for John when the smoke bomb went off. The Jester choked on the sudden intrusion of his lungs, but quickly adjusted his bearings. However, the smoke was simply too thick to search through.
"I'll find you..." Shaco whispered menacingly, just loud enough for only John to hear. He slunk through the smoke, trying to find his target.
Post by The Enforcer on Mar 5, 2013 0:03:30 GMT -5
As Jack swung for Vi's side with his shiv, she blocked it with her gauntlet, grabbing it between two fingers. Although her gauntlets may be large, they were by no means slow. On getting a solid grip, she would then pull up, trying to either lift Jack into the air, rip the shiv out of his hands, or, if it failed, causing her to fall backwards with the force of the pull.
Post by scriptedauthor90 on Mar 5, 2013 2:30:19 GMT -5
Unbeknownst to the Enforcer, Jack's only weapon had long since lost its power and had been gradually growing more brittle. Jack usually kept his knife fed on the blood of his victims enough to prevent it withering into a fragile state, but now that he had seemingly no control of himself it became clear when the knife's edge crashed against Vi's gauntlet. A subtle crinkling sound might have been heard if she had kept her ears open, but the small crack that formed on the blade would have been a dead give away to Jack's one true weakness.
The Slasher found himself being lifted, as he refused to let go of his weapon, into the air. Now, the scene would look rather silly to onlookers as he tried in vain to pull his knife out of her grasp. Unfortunately for him, however, she had a very firm grip and didn't seem like she was about to let go for anything. So he very much just thrashed about uselessly, complete at the mercy of the high-tech bruiser.
Post by The Enforcer on Mar 5, 2013 22:42:26 GMT -5
Vi grinned widely. "Not so tough in the long run, are you, you little scamp?"
She lifted him up higher into the air, and then swung him down towards the ground in a massive hammer arc, throwing him towards the pavement. If he let go, then he'd fly towards the cement; if he held on, he'd be smashed into it, instead. Either way, he was probably going down. And if he didn't let go...she'd repeat the action.
Post by scriptedauthor90 on Mar 5, 2013 23:45:18 GMT -5
It was fortunate that Jack couldn't experience pain with his cold, dead form. The excruciating pain of being slammed into the ground would have been far too much to bear otherwise. But he has long passed his mortal expiration, and as such was merely a lingering spirit that refused to pass on peacefully. His grip on his weapon did not loosen, even as the immense force from the impact nearly tore his body apart, almost as if his hand was surgically fused to the handle.
This did not bode well for the Bloodmist Slasher....
And so the Enforcer repeated this action, lifting the undead murderer up in the air before slamming him back into the ground. Over, and over, and over again Jack was forced to meet pavement, as the sickening crunching of bones breaking and splatting of flesh wounds opening were accompanied with the clear sound of the knife's blade cracking with each crash. Vi didn't even need to be concerned about killing this criminal, as he was already dead, but even so it didn't seem to matter as slowly but surely the blade came to the breaking point until finally shattering!
The exertion of strength by Vi was too much for even the deadly weapon, causing it to split apart as Jack's body hit the ground one last time. The pieces of Blood-Razor turned into spectral flames as they shot into the air, pulling the ember that was Jack's own soul along with it.
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