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[RP] Advanced Portal
Frenchfry:
When there was nothing within his arm's reach left to gore, Wesker tried unsuccessfully to punch a hole through the demon's skin. These larger ones seem to have generally more endurance. He'd need a weapon for this.
"There isn't enough blood today. How will I make more?"
Scanning the ground for a sharp weapon, he found a soldier with a restored Civil War saber on his hip. Teleporting off the demon, he grabbed the Savior by his shoulders, pulling him downwards and snapping his body in half. Grabbing the saber, he returned to the beast's shoulder, burying the blade into the demon's shoulder time and time again, until the blood was coming out like a waterfall.
"Yes... give me blood. Give me control."
Bing:
This thing just doesn't want to go down does it?
Zero pulled out his D eagles then ran under the beast and began firing up into it's belly. After firing a few clips into the demon, Zero ran out and began shooting it's head again with his battle rifle.
TrainerX:
Trystan got to the top, and swung his sword at it's throat. He just made a little cut. But if he kept hitting it, eventually it would go deep enough.
Monzta:
The demon gets startled at all the people attacking him, then gets angry and violently swings his monstrous arms around. He hits me with a huge backhand and I get flung back a couple of meters.
- You.. you scratched my paint off! woman!
I whip out my grenade launcher, and set them to rainbow colour. I shoot with one hand, and the demon gets colourful bursts all over its skin. It doesn't notice they're poisonous and will creep into it's veins. Welts start rising on my face. Fvck, dammit. I walk back a few paces and rub my injured area, and I watch Trystan slit it's throat a little.
- Guise! Watch it!
TrainerX:
The Demon noticed that Trystan was cutting it's throat. It threw Trystan, who went about 40 yards before hitting the ground. He coughed up some blood, and didn't move for a while. He positioned himself so that he could see the others. He was in too much pain to move, so he just laid there.
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