Michael-777

"NO! What the everloving fuck am I DOING!? I can't RUN AWAY. I'm no coward. Turn, turn and face fear. Face it, clasp your hands together and char-... oh. Right." Lana coughed a sheepishly sickly grin, spewing out blood onto the near wall as she turned on one leg, spinning around to glare down the few-dozen meters back towards her opponent. Gritting her teeth, a gurgle of a laugh shaking up through her throat as pain rocked her flayed torso where her arms had been. Twin lances of hot white energy shot from the holes in her torso, mixing with the blood still pouring down one side and ash caking the floor on another. Taking staggering, heavy-g

Hearing the fading wet sounds of the demon as it crawled away from her  and the building whose wall they'd damaged, the smaller girl - a young woman of appearance about ten years old gritted her teeth as she focused all willpower on the edge of unconsciousness into her legs, forcing her tired, drained muscles to pump blood and adrenaline. Slowly rising onto one knee, she heard a charging noise - particles gathering unto a focal point, air ionizing. She jerked her head up in time to see the enemy had junctioned itself between a handful of bamboo on either side, both monstrous mechanical arms forcing them apart; sniping at her with a concealed

Moonless nights in the Bamboo Forest of the Lost were usually quiet, this one was destined to be so also, were it not for two new arrivals. Outsiders - entities foreign to Gensokyo, careening through the bamboo fields, locked in intense combat with one another. Fingers upon two pairs of humanoid arms interlocked and foreheads met in unflinching zeal, uncaring, unfettered for collateral damage sustained to their environs, though both were close-to-yokai enough that they would stop short of endangering an obvious bystander. Unfortunately the weather had turned unfavorable for combat; a harsh thunderstorm had come over the forest rendering unai

Sighing, emotion-cortex buzzing with irritation over her current situation - predominantly her lack of external warmth, the naked white-haired girl crouched down, closely examining the space between a tree and the road upon forest floor for evidence of frequent Human passing. Finding something - a faded pair of shoe prints, she stood up and began tracing them, her head twisting around on the X-axis to look over her shoulder at- "Gamer, please cut the narration." ... Master, if I am to not narrate your actions then how else can I capture what happens? See through your optics? "Do what you like, I'm just concerned with-" She bit her lower lip

INIT_RECOV_SELF-DIAG SUBCOMND_RE-ESTABL_ON UIMS/MOTHER-URCHIN UIMS/CMDR FTL_COMM_INOP. ........... ....... ... RUN_SELF-DIAG REACTIVATE_INTEL_SYSTEM .............................. ........................... ........................ ...................... ..................... .................. ............... ............ ........ ..... ... SENSORS_ON SCANNING... immediate_scan_results; 0m_AGL, SELF_FRAME orientated 40-deg_DOWN, FRAME_DURABILITY-40% WEAP_SUBSYS_INOP. COMM_SUBSYS_INOP. SENSORS_OP. "JUNK"_SUBSYS_DIAG "JUNK"_SUBSYS_OP. PROCESS: 2KB_ELEC_ANNOY RUN_ANNOYED_SIGH JETTISON_JUNK; UNABLE; CANNOT EJECT, TERRAIN_OBSCURED_EJECTOR_PATHWA