Shipping & Handling

Warning! If you don't like to read a lot, turn back now! This is an rp posted by an absolute chatterbox. :P

((Note! The following is a letter from my antagonist to the characters of those who I've hired on to work for him. So only Blitz and Terror need to bother reading the letter under the spoiler. :P))

A letter addressed to Blitz Zhavanx and Gahiji Okonjo:

((Now watch your heads as we have an oversized opening post incoming.))


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How long had it been?
The time seemed to pass slowly, most of it spent being bumped and jostled around in cool darkness. The influence of the heavy tranquilizers did nothing to help the way hours and minutes blurred together.
Had it been only days? It felt like weeks had gone by with only brief periods of light in between. It felt like they were always on the move and when they would stop, someone would come to offer food. Of course, the food was always rejected with disdain. Perhaps these people were attempting to be civil and keep some level of comfort in this journey, but this was still a journey taken against her own wishes. Torn away from home when their attempts to reason and barter had failed.
She would find a weakness. Even a small mistake or opportunity could be enough and when that time came...
Oh, there would be hell to pay.

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Ah, the big city. Bustling with activity and sound, there is always something going on, whether the simple daily lives of the countless masses or the occasional eye-catching events that frequent a world of superpowered beings.

In this particular city, set not far from the southeastern coast of the region, yet not directly by the ocean itself, things were relatively normal for the day. Our focus settles into one particular area by a frequently-traveled highway.
While the highway offers routes in and out of the city, it also leads in various other directions. On the east side of it, there is a busy truck stop. To the north, the road continues on towards the next city or town. To the west there is a very large and lush park. It contains various trails and paths throughout, as well as plenty of areas of thicker plant life, almost as though dividing the park into sections. There is also a small lake in the center of the park with a fountain spraying water up into the air. Finally, to the south is the city itself, downtown clearly visible from the truck stop, though it is about a mile away.

It was around noon and at a busy truck stop by the highway, trucks and various other vehicles were pulling in to refuel either their gas tanks at the pumps or their stomachs at the small food establishment built into the general store there. One truck had a small trailer behind it, different from the usual in that it appeared composed to be very durable and well-secured from the looks of it. Whatever it carried must have been delicate or valuable. The trailer also had indications of climate control to keep it cool in the current heat of the summer. It was parked off among the other trucks, inconspicuous enough for the time being unless thoroughly examined.

It had been parked there for a few minutes after pulling away from the fuel station and, after making a phonecall to report the stop to someone else, now the canine passenger went inside the restaurant. The driver, a tiger, made his way around behind the truck and to the doors of the trailer. He was carrying with him a small lunch cooler that hung off one of his arms. The tiger undid the locks there and pulled open the door, allowing sunlight to flood into the darkened trailer. From there, he could see the shadowed shape of their catch against the far wall, still lying back pretty much as when he had checked in earlier that morning and re-administered the medication to keep the creature's aggressive personality at bay. It was time for the mid-day dosage, as well as trying again to urge food and water on the stubborn animal.

He climbed into the trailer and stepped over to the unmoving form, withdrawing a bottle of water from the cooler and opening it up. The tiger spoke quietly to the form before him, leaning down to support the head and lowering the bottle to its mouth. He spotted muscles tensing and started to move back, but his mistake had already been made. The water spilled across the floor as the bottle dropped and within moments, he couldn't move. In fact, he could scarcely breathe from the pressure that held him in place. Unable to call for help, the tiger was only able to stare up into the glowering eyes of the prisoner they'd been transporting. The rage was clear in their eyes and, like any person would, he certainly feared for his life. He didn't have long to worry as the pressure around him increased significantly. It was a miserable feeling of the air being squeezed out of his lungs and several bones on the verge of cracking. His suffering only lasted about a minute before the lack of oxygen was too much to bear and his head lulled back. Several moments more passed and the tiger was dropped to the floor of the trailer with a solid 'thud'.

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Finally...

She leaned over the tiger she had just dispatched and her tongue flicked out once. She had been merciful and, as a result, he was breathing again now that her grip on him had released. She hovered over the unconscious feline for several moments, trying to manipulate something with her paws. A little under a minute passed and a soft click sounded from between them, followed by the brief clatter of a pair of cuffs falling to the floor beside the tiger. Perhaps this one would like to understand a small fraction of what her circumstances had been...

A quarter of a minute later, a form covered in shiny green scales eased out of the shadows warily. Golden eyes squinted at the bright sunlight as this was their first time being exposed to its light in some time. After being trapped in a cool trailer for so long, she just wanted to find a safe place and stretch out to soak in the sun's rays. The sight that greeted her, however, was unlike anything she had ever seen...

The ground seemed barren of most plant life here, though she was unaware of what concrete was really meant for. The sounds all around were loud in comparison to that of the rainforest she called home. Engines rumbled and roared by on the highway, the dull chatter of people in the area continued. A forked tongue flitted out of her mouth again and she scowled at the information it relayed to her as well. Even the air smelled foul here.
For the moment, the strange creature seemed to go unnoticed as she stood in the back of the trailer, taking in these new surroundings. However, she knew she needed to act quickly if she was to escape from those attempting to whisk her off to some other land.
The color green caught her eyes and she spotted a park that, if she moved fast enough, she could duck into before the tiger's partner returned. They would only shoot more of their sleeping darts at her again should she be caught in this escape.

With only another glance at the many vehicles around, she took her chance and dropped down from the back of the trailer. Or... some of her did. Now in the full sunlight, it was easily visible that this was no typical bipedal person. In fact, there were no legs at all on her form. Rather, her hips simply continued down into a long serpentine figure that, even as she touched down on the ground, the rest of her was still inside the trailer. It took a couple moments more for her tail end to join her on the hot pavement and, despite some surprised exclamations from civilians who spotted the unusual sight, she took off towards her target.

In full motion, she wasn't incredibly fast, not like a person running with legs could do, but for something that size, "hauling ass" could be a very accurate term. From the looks of it, this creature could be identified as a sometimes mythical being often referred to as a naga. Those familiar with different species of snake could recognize the typical markings of a green anaconda all down her sides and back. Her full length was easily seen as she darted between vehicles and cast several glances over her shoulder to see if she was being followed. She appeared to be a solid twenty feet long, most of it being made up from her thick tail end, clearly well-muscled and a powerful force to be reckoned with up close.

For now, though, she had no concern with any confrontations with other people, determinedly hurrying off to the park she could see ahead of her. A car horn blared as the snake woman appeared in front of a vehicle while crossing a street and she did pause briefly, coiling up and lifting her upper half up off the ground threateningly at the sound. It was more than a little imposing as this naga easily rose up to a height of nine feet tall. The car screeched to a halt mere feet away from the creature before she took off again.
The feeling of warm grass instead of hot pavement under her gave her mind some distant ease, but she wasn't safe yet... A pond in the center of the park caught her eye and she altered course to head for it, using an area of denser trees and bushes as temporary cover as she moved along and keeping low to the ground.

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Back at the gas station, the tiger's partner, a dhole, was exiting the restaurant, two bags of food in his paws. He'd heard a car horn a few moments earlier and glanced around to see several other people all looking towards the park. A couple were on their cell phones, as well. He saw nothing of note, though, as the subject they had been watching was already out of sight from where they were. And so he continued on towards the truck, dropping off the food inside the truck itself, then heading to the trailer to check in on his partner and their catch.

What he found instead sent a chill of alarm up his spine and, after whirling around to look at the immediate area, he clambered into the trailer to check on the fallen form of his companion. The tiger was fortunately alive, though unconscious and wearing the same cuffs that had previously restrained the naga. The dhole promptly took out a mobile phone and hurriedly made a phonecall as he moved back to the open doors of the trailer. He scanned the area and, after a few moments, spoke into the phone.

"We have a problem... She's loose."


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((Woot, first rp on here! Been hesitating to start it 'cause I don't know how okay this character fits into the general world, but we'll see how it goes. Bonus points if you check the link in the post that gives a much more detailed look at our little troublemaker. :P
And now while I have a little attention here, a couple of rules I'd like for this here rp. c: Call me demanding, but I have standards!

1. Pretty please, do not change the time pacing already in motion. Unless I've made it clear we're doing a time skip, post moment to moment and don't make a post that covers several hours out of the blue since that throws off the pace of the rest of the rp. The only exception is for your first post if you'd like to cover more of what has brought your character here, of course.

2. I'd love it if people can post at least once a day! If you can, I'll be quite giddy. But, of course, we all most of us have lives, jobs, or go to school and sometimes it just happens. If you miss a day, I won't eat you. However, we'll only wait 2 days before moving on! I will not send out PMs to remind those who miss a post either. When 48 hours of waiting passes, I'll give the rp a bump and urge the posting to continue on as normal. Of course, when you get back, you're more than welcome to jump right back into the action. If you're going to be away more than 2 days, either PM me or I'll see your post in the Going Away forum and act accordingly.

The rp is still open, too! And it will remain that way throughout its story. There's no real need to ask to join, but make sure your character is well-balanced and not crazy OP or anything before throwing them into this mess.
Also, the post order is relatively loose. As long as everyone gets a round of posting before you post again, we're good. The only exception can be during dialogue, so you don't have to wait a whole round just for your character to reply to speech. However, if significant actions come into play, let everyone have a chance to post again.

To my antagonists! Your characters will be starting 10 minutes away at the checkpoint that they were going to meet the 'package' at. As of this post, they'll receive word that the creature has escaped and be given the location it was last seen at. And as mentioned, I'll give you an opening by operating the vehicle that brings them to our location.

Otherwise, let's have some fun and see where this goes! And sorry for all the rambling! ;3; ))

((Well, while I'm not impressed by having to take matters into my own hands and post again, it appears that my anaconda don't want none unless you got-- doesn't have back-up for the moment and it's been three weeks. owo; Sooo...
Blitz, Terror, you're up! Give 'em hell!))

Despite surprised exclamations from a person on a bicycle as this naga burst out from the bushes beside the path, the anaconda made it to the pond in under a minute. She could feel many gazes on her and knew well that most would be staring in fear and alarm. So long as they kept their distance, though, they were unimportant.
The anaconda looked into the water of the pond, her black tongue flicking out at it. There were so many strange scents here it was hard to focus on any one. Pushing aside her hesitation to throw herself into these questionable waters, she waded right in. Aquatic tendencies kicked in and, with another quick look around, she submerged and the rest of her serpentine body followed. Natural shades of green and the countless black markings of her back provided camouflage and allowed the creature to blend into the murky and relatively unclean water of the pond. Her movement could be seen from time to time beneath the water's surface, a flit or ripple appearing that wasn't caused by the fountain in the center giving away the snake's location for just a moment.
The naga reached the center of the pond and, from beneath the spraying of the fountain, her head broke the water's surface to peer around cautiously. She needed a plan. There was no way she could outrun her pursuers and her usual tactics would do no good in this environment. So for now, she observed her surroundings. Some people had wandered closer to the edge of the pond, looking in the water for the creature they'd seen, but were unaware of her hiding within the fountain's falling waters. Beyond the foolishly curious civilians, there was no real cover here. Trees and shrubs, sometimes in mildly larger patches, but nothing to easily disappear into. The park appeared to be surrounded by paved streets and buildings on all sides--Oh wait...
The naga squinted her eyes, trying to see better through the falling water. She found she was wrong. From her current place, she could see the treeline of a pine forest past another street. It could be just enough cover for the 20-foot anaconda to lose her pursuers or at least gain some distance...
Another minute was spent lingering beneath the fountain, observing silently. The civilians nearby were still looking into the water for the creature they'd seen, but they had yet to spot the top of her head poking out of the water.
The dhole from before had also come into the park, a tranquilizer gun in his paws as he observed the pond from a distance. He had heard mention of a strange animal darting into the water, but until back-up arrived, he would only watch to see if his target emerged before taking action.
Things were looking bleak and certainly getting more complicated than she would have cared for. But others would arrive soon as well and only further complicate matters. She had to move now. She inhaled through her nose, refilling her lungs again before submerging fully and starting off away from the fountain.
Nearly ten minutes had passed since her escape and now some other people dressed in uniform, easily identifiable by others as a couple of police officers, had started observing the pond from afar as they approached. They were telling people to move away from the water's edge as the creature they'd seen might be dangerous. Granted, no one spotted the naga slinking through the water, moving slowly in hopes of avoiding detection for now. Before leaving cover, a decision had to be made, though. The anaconda paused beneath the rippling surface of the water, going over various courses of action. To be subtle...? Or utilize the element of surprise... Mere moments passed before the decision was made. (A decision that absolutely was not made by me flipping a coin.)
Foot upon foot of serpentine body coiled by the shore of the pond, muscles tensing almost like a spring ready to be released. The naga gathered her nerves and steeled herself for the pursuit she was certain would ensue, then let go.
With practiced ease from many an ambush attack in her rainforest home, the anaconda exploded from beneath the water, knocking back an unfortunate onlooker who just happened to be standing too closeby. It was a bit of a spectacle as the snake woman launched out of the peaceful pond in a flurry of water and took off again across the grass. While her smooth skin shimmered even more now that it was wet, her hair and makeshift clothing had darkened and were plastered against her form for the time being.

What she didn't realize, however, was that across the park, near the gas station that she had escaped from, a jeep had hurriedly pulled up and screeched to a halt. Within the vehicle would be a pair hired on to ensure that any escape attempts such as this one would fail. The dhole had started to give chase when the jeep arrived and he instead rushed over to it, wasting no time in pointing the duo towards the fleeing quarry and informing them that the creature was making a run for it. Granted, this would be the first time that the two that had been hired would have opportunity to see just what they were dealing with...

Gahiji Okonjo was known as the "Bad Man" his native country of Mazuri and in some parts of the United Federation. He was of about average height, muscular, bearded, and smelled like a skunk who was twice as drunk. He could've been home, cooking his famous BBQ for the Slayer Squad, he could've had the day off, he could've taken another contract, but to say "no" to his boss would mean a world of pain that was far different than what one was used to. For some odd reason, Gahiji couldn't stop thinking about BBQing with his customizable katana. His katana was of a special sort. It was durable, lightweight, and sharp as a fictional metal called adamantium. Gahiji slowly licked his lips as he thought about the juicy, spicy BBQed food that he was known for making.
"Hey," Gahiji called out to Blitz in his native South Mazurian accent. "Ever had BBQ, man?" The question should be enough to spark the fire known as conversation. "Fookin' love the food, man! I make BBQ from time to time. Always do it with my katana. I come from Mazuri, you see. Never did try the Federation's food before until I tried BBQ." The conversation was merely meant to shoot shit and pass the time. Whether or not Blitz would engage was entirely up to her. Gahiji didn't seem to much care for his appearance seeing as how he was wearing a dirty, tattered wife beater with sweat stains on the chest area, camouflaged pants whose colors had now faded, yet curiously shiny, black combat boots that basically screamed new.
After seeing the commotion, Gahiji simply produced one of his famous, sinister, bone-chilling laughs of sadistic pleasure. "Look at the 'ot of 'im, eh man. Scrambling like cockroaches to food they are," commented Gahiji. "People are so gullible. Pain and potential death draw 'im in like moths to a bug zapper. Eventually, one of 'im gets too close and-" Gahiji made a zapping noise by rapidly clicking his tongue before laughing. The idea of having the ability to take one's life away by any means necessary excited Gahiji.
In fact, the very idea of seeing a person so full of life and then taking it away was an event that caused a great deal of satisfaction within Gahiji's cold heart. "Let's stop and help the poor fools, man. Who knows? They may lead us straight to our cargo," Gahiji said. Once the vehicle came to a screeching halt, Gahiji stepped out of the vehicle. The exoskeleton that was surgically installed on his body was an uncomfortable sight. Humans had always been more advanced than Mobians yet no one was quite sure why. "Hey, Pisspot," Gahiji greeted the dhole. "What's all this running around about, man? Is there some sort of love fest here? I've always knew that Mobians were into that stuff. Hell, the males are naked nearly all the time." Just by the way he talked, one could immediately tell that Gahiji wasn't the type of person to hang around.
In his eyes were flames of sadistic vengeance burning brightly. It was... unsettling. "So tell me, man," Gahiji continued. "You got anything going on for me and my friend here?"

Blitz Zhavanx loved jeeps for a singular purpose. "~We've got to save ourselves, break free from frozen hell ~ Settle down now, gather up intel; let's go destroy the Aliens ~ We've got to save ourselves, break free from frozen hell ~ Settle down now, gather up intel; let's go destroy the Aliens~!" She was on the back part of the jeep dancing away and singing with her electric Viola. She may be a killer but she was quite the social person with one un-filtered mouth. She's also, and she's quoted, 'The Most Ill-mannered Girl In Existence of Civilized Society'. Though she heard Gahiji attempting to converse with her, she wasn't in the mood for food-talk. She just had an entire plate of Shrimp and Eggrolls about 20 minutes ago.

Wearing her signature clothing; No-sleeve orange turtle-neck with a Diamond cut on her chest that allowed for some white chest fur to pop out // A black harness around her waist and up to her right shoulder // Brown Trench coat with pockets and straps all around it on the inside // Black-Grey Camouflage cargo pants // A single brown glove on her left hand up to her elbow // & Brown Combat boots up to right under her knees. She loves Brown, don't judge her. Though her looked changed this day by a small amount, she had three metal rings around each of her tails, though it was unclear as to what they were for.

When she realized they stopped, she looked around and stopped her little crazy-session. "The hell you stop for?" By response, she received a very detailed comparison from him about bug-zappers. She frowned and rolled her eyes as she put her Viola in its case. "For your information, I'm a WOMAN. You disease-ridden fool." She stated in irratance. She walked past him, un-impressed by his exo-skeleton as she had something much more advanced than that useless piece of scrap metal. "And it's because Mobians don't have issues showing off our exotic bodies, dirtbag." 

Blitz didn't need words to know what had happened. The truck was empty, people were in fear, and someone was pointing in a direction of where this thing had gone. It was obvious that was their target, so instead of asking like Gahiji did, she simply started walking away and in the same direction the Anaconda went while fixing up her Scattergun with Incendiary rounds. Though she was provided a tranquilizer, she doubted it would do much good against a creature like this. In the same case with her own fur; Green + Forest = Perfect camouflage.

The dhole didn't appear very thrilled by the manner in which he was spoken to and he kept a respectable distance from the duo. Surely they were dangerous and plenty capable if they had been hired on to handle this monster of a person.
While Blitz wasted little time in starting off in the direction many civilians were already looking, the dhole gave a quick response to Gahiji by stepping aside and pointing towards the pond the naga had just burst out of.
"That way!" he said, "It's been hiding in the pond since it escaped and it just started heading for the woods over there. But you should probably hurry before it finds another place to hide. I've been told it attacks through ambush techniques."

Meanwhile, the anaconda had glanced over her shoulder to see if she was being pursued. Her eyes narrowed as she spotted another vehicle and two more people, likely armed, speaking to the dhole that had helped hold her captive.
The sound of a blaring horn snapped the naga from her thoughts and she just barely drew back her front half as a large truck swerved past her on the street she had just reached. The snake woman paused on the sidewalk as the vehicle passed by and she took that moment to peer over her shoulder again. Oh, what she wouldn't do to have her own tools for her magic right now...
Wishful thinking was pushed aside, however, and as the road was clear again, she darted forward across the hot pavement to continue on towards the forest.

"Jesus Christ," cried Gahiji, acting as if he were shocked by the Mobians'  encouragement of nudity. In all reality, he really didn't care for the Mobians. As long as something bleeds, it was capable of dying. And if it was capable of dying then that meant Gahiji will undoubtly torture the poor soul just for entertainment. Gahiji wasn't as stupid as everyone thinks; he just really did not show any concern about this contract he was taking up. That fox with the messed up eyes, thought Gahiji,  would be better suited for this fookin' than me, man.
Gahiji was thinking about Lin, a rather odd fox who's vision was damaged enough to where she required specialized sunglasses to help her see. Lin probably could've finished this contract before it even began. It didn't matter now. What mattered was completing the contract whether Gahiji liked it or not, but he could manage to waste some time if he wanted. Gahiji laughed at the description of the techniques that this creature had been using.
"Too afraid to go near 'im, eh man," Gahiji asked, laughing at the dhole's predicament. "Sure you don't want a Scooby Snack?" Gahiji noticed Blitz beginning to walk towards the target's location. Gahiji then had an idea. "Pisspot," Gahiji called to the dhole before grabbing a hold of him and dragging him with them, thinking that who better to bring along someone than someone who has already spent some time with the creature. "You're coming with us, man." Every time Gahiji would speak, a powerful stench of alcohol would hit the dhole straight in the face.
There was no telling whether Gahiji was drunk since he always smelled and appeared like some sort of bum with cheap technology. As Gahiji followed Blitz into the area, people started looking at Gahiji dragging the poor soul with him. "N'thing to worry about, folks. Just convincing my partner here to follow," Gahiji had lied. "Have a splendid day, folks."

"~I'm sorry for the demon I've become
You should be sorry for the angel you are not
I apologize for the cruel things that I did
But I don't regret one single word I said~"

Blitz was singing to herself in a mumble just for her to hear. While walking through the forest, she could smell the scent of salt-water: the nearby lake. She walked in the direction her gut told her to while she continued to sing in her mumbling voice.

"~Could you forgive me if I told you that I cared?
Would you be sorry if I swore that I'd be there?
Please forgive me for laughing when you fall
I'm so sorry but I never cared at all~"

The dhole's eyes widened as he felt a hand grab him and start to drag him along with the human that had arrived. His ears folded back against his head and his eyes would squint each time Gahiji would speak into his face, but he did his best to stumble along however he could instead of being totally dragged into the public park. The tranquilizer gun was held fast in his paws, but he wasn't exactly wanting to face this creature now that it was loose and, most likely, angry.

Now outside of the park and ducking into the cover of the pine trees, the anaconda paused to glance back. There were two--No, three figures heading in her general direction, although the fox in the group seemed to be heading towards the pond that the creature had originally taken refuge in. They weren't running, though, and the naga well intended to take advantage of this. With a couple more flicks of her forked tongue, she turned and began to snake her way between the tall trees, her long body trailing behind her as she went. The anaconda found her escape was slowed, however, by a large amount of heavy underbrush not far into the woods. She scowled at this unfamiliar foliage, having to find the easiest path to get through. All the while, she left a faint, wet path behind her, still dripping water from her hair, clothing, and skin after having left the pond. It was drying quickly on the hot concrete of the sidewalk and street, though. Uneasy glances over her shoulder allowed her to keep track of her pursuers, although with the thickness of the woods, it would likely not be long before she lost sight of them unless they caught up to her.

Gahiji was solely focused on following Blitz since she seemed to have an acute sense of where to go. "So tell me about this creature, my new friend," Gahiji ordered in a somewhat friendly, but authoritative tone. Suddenly, a strange beeping sound emitted from Gahiji's communicator. Gahiji, still having the dhole in a headlock, took out his communicator and pressed a button on it. A holographic figure of a female human appeared from the communicator. The holographic figure was of Kelly Wilson, leader of the infamous Slayer Squad. While the holographic figure was a bright blue color, features such as clothing, body definition, and facial structure were easy to distinguish. "Devastator," Kelly began calmly. "First, let go of that person before I deactivate your exoskeleton and leave you a useless lump. Second, stop goofing off. I understand that this mission isn't the one you desire, but we all have to do things that we don't necessarily like. Third, I'm not afraid to send in Lin to replace you. She is more capable than you are. Finally, this contract is of vital importance. At least make an effort to accomplish this mission. If you continue to goof off, I will be docking your pay for a good 2 months and you will be stripped of your exoskeleton. Grim Reaper, out."
The holographic figure disappeared without warning. Gahiji, frustrated that he would actually have to do work, let the dhole go. "Get outta here, man," he told the dhole. Gahiji didn't want Lin to get this contract since he knew that she would embarrass him by completing this contract with swift and efficient action. Gahiji put his communicator away and followed Blitz closely. Kelly's threats were enough to get Gahiji to keep his attitude in check so that he could focus on the task at hand.
"So," Gahiji asked. "Any evidence suggesting that our friend is nearby?"

Blitz was busy singing a song tune while ignoring Gahiji's one-sided argument on his holo. But just as he asked her a question, her ears picked up on something. Movement. 32 degrees left and going roughly 7 Miles Per Hour. Constant noise...slithering? Or maybe a wheel....either way, that works to my advantage. She put her fist up similar to the Military signal for 'Halt' and sniffed the air. Your scent betrays you, my friend. Fear fills the air as you breathe heavily... "My senses pick up movement...a scent, unnatural to the environment but at the same time, it's in it's prime territory..." She suddenly started to run toward the slithering or wheel noise she heard. "I love being a canine." She stated to herself as she enabled her stealth belt, becoming virtually invisible.

The dhole had started to open his mouth to offer some of the information he had when the sound of Gahiji's communicator went off. He watched and listened to the conversation as best he could. Once released from the headlock he'd been trapped in, he stumbled away. The canine rubbed his neck a bit, but did stay back, letting Blitz and Gahiji continue seeking out their target on their own. For now, he turned back to go and check on his tiger companion back at the gas station again.

Across the street from where Gahiji and Blitz were approaching, the naga was learning quickly which plants had thorns that would scrape against her skin and which didn't. Granted, her skin was thick enough that they didn't hurt so much as they were a nuisance. But, of course, there was no sense in taking a chance on leaving a blood trail if she did cut herself.
By now, she was almost far enough that she couldn't see the park as clearly through the trees anymore. As she looked back, though, she paused. Where there had been three figures before, now only the largest one was still approaching. The dhole was heading in the opposite direction and the fox seemed to have... vanished.
Not knowing where a potential threat now was made the anaconda squint her eyes, scanning the area for a clue as to where the missing fox had gone. More out of habit, her tongue flicked out, sampling the air but, with all of the unfamiliar scents around, it was hard to try and pinpoint just one. Her worries crept up a little higher in her mind, but it would do no good to waste time just standing here and waiting to be caught. She needed a plan...
The naga turned and, a bit more hurriedly, continued through the woods. Her eyes looked at the unfamiliar forest, searching for anything she could use to her advantage in this fight. She knew, however, that was very much outgunned and could really only attack one person at a time... Otherwise, she would be left open to attack while dispatching one or the other. The odds were heavily stacked against her.
From the edge of the forest where Blitz and Gahiji were approaching, a person experienced enough in tracking would easily be able to see where the plants and earth had been disturbed in a rather wide and flat trail. There were no footsteps. It was really like something round had been dragged into the woods. And indeed to those with keen hearing, the sound of something large pushing through the foliage wouldn't be hard to hear. Try as she might, with her large size, it just wasn't easy for the anaconda to be silent and move quickly at the same time...

Envy was wandering around, mostly since he could. He managed to be near a gas station, nothing here, right? He turned his head and saw some..."suspicious" figures, should we say? He watched them as a big human put down a canine and that same person walked to the back of the truck...

Envy also watched Blitz, before she became unseeable. Blitz was someone who he had encountered when he was younger, and if she was around, it probably wasn't good. He was sort of unamused that even a gas station had problematic people. 

Not wanting to face that big human, he instead followed Blitz, and attempted to hide himself with some of his magic, and also to be able to see what isn't there to others.

Gahiji laughed at Blitz's comment. "I love being a murderous psychopath," Gahiji stated as he placed his hand down on the ground and focused heavily on what he wanted to do. The act itself seemed rather odd, but within a few moments something extraordinary happened. The ground rumbled violently as if an earthquake was taking place. Pebbles and debris began to jump up and down in reaction to the ground shaking. Without warning, the very ground that Gahiji was standing upon seemed to elevate into the air. Once it was high up enough, Gahiji focused on something else such as watching where the creature was heading off to, if he could find her, and take her down. Now, Gahiji had a bird's eye view of the whole area that was visible. "Where are ya, man," Gahiji asked as if the Naga would answer his question.

Somewhere along the Anaconda's pathway lay a set of clothing. For some strange reason, it lay in the exact middle of the pathway; Gray pants, Orange shirt, Brown boots, glove, and socks....strange...

Suddenly a green-brown figure leached out of the various plants and muddy ground with only a brown bra and boxers on.

"Surprise, bitch!" Blitz yelled out as she sent a flying metal fist straight at the Anaconda's face and coming out of stealth. Just as her fist was supposed to had made contact with the creature's face, her left hand reached around her body and pulled out the tranquilizer gun, quickly aimed it at its general direction, and fired 3 times.

How Blitz manage to find the woman is beyond the average mind, but explanation is required for all things. Simply two factors became a large help in locating as well as a natural skill. Blitz is a Kitsune, a supposedly Mythical species with unnatural powers. But that's not what helped her. Kitsunes are modeled after the Fox. Foxes are natural hunters at stealth, granting Blitz the ability to move very quietly as she used the trees to move around. Foxes are also part of the Canine family, so her senses in Smell and Hearing are also above other species, save for Felines and a few others who match this. With these three factors into the equation, it made Blitz a Natural Hunter in the Forest. Her green-brown fur was a bonus.

Thanks to the heavy foliage of the trees the naga had snuck away into, she remained hidden from Gahiji's high view. The sound of the earth rumbling and shaking back in the park, however, made the naga stop suddenly to look back over her shoulder. Just what was coming after her now? She frowned upon realizing she could no longer see the park and thus had no idea what had caused the sudden noise.
Just as she turned back and continued moving, a splash of color in the plants caught her eye. The anaconda instinctively shifted back and set her focus there. A group of different colored fabrics that she could only guess were different items of clothing lay there on the ground. She didn't have much time to wonder about the odd sight before there was a flurry of movement coming right for her face, along with a shouted exclamation. In the moments of panic, she had no idea what was said. Reflexes kicked in and the anaconda drew back, much of her serpentine body moving forward in foot after foot of coils to catch up to the rest of her. Blitz's fist did indeed make contact with the creature's face, delivering a glancing blow across her chin. It was a solid punch, though, enough to make the naga's teeth clack together in her mouth from the impact. She didn't even feel two of the darts as they dug into her hide along her right hip. The effects would most definitely take hold soon enough. ...Right?
In the meantime, though, the blow to her face only seemed to anger the reptile and now with a target within her attack range, she could defend herself.
The naga's height grew by about two feet to loom forward over Blitz. Her arms reached out suddenly in the movement as well to grab onto the attacking kitsune in whatever way she could, though preferably seeking to get her arms pinned to her sides and pull her closer into a gripping hug. Her body began to turn to the side as her tail end caught up and it also moved for Blitz to wrap around her from her (Blitz's) right, primarily seeking to get her legs. The movement was fast like what one could expect from a snake and, especially up close now, it was easy to see that the naga was a heavy mass of powerful muscles, all of which were now focused on wrapping around this kitsune that had appeared.

"Where is this stupid thing," Gahiji muttered to himself as he watched for any signs of a creature nearby. He saw movement in the woods and knew that whatever was happening involved the creature. "Time to hurt some worthless whelp," Gahiji announced as he jumped from the elevated natural platform. The wind hit Gahiji Okonjo straight in the face which caused him to squint his eyes. He remained calm despite falling to the ground at a ridiculously fast speed. As soon as he hit the ground, Gahiji slammed his hand to the ground and his exoskeleton increased his mental power enough to cause the ground to split apart. "You'll never feel the same after facing a man like me, man," Gahiji growled aggressively as he took out a tranquilizer pistol. "I hope you last longer than 25 seconds."

Envy had followed the Kitsune, but only to a certain point.. He knew by instinct that Blitz had quite the tracking skills, he only watched the trap on the... unusual snake species... 
(Sorry for short posts. Tablet Internet is wonky)

Blitz barely had time to register what the snake was doing. She raised an eyebrow into the snakes eyes with an unamused expression. "Lady, what you're doing right now is a very, very bad idea." She stated as-a-matter-of-fact. Suddenly, sparks could be seen around her body then in a split second her entire body was covered in electricity. Blitz smirked like a smug bastard as she saw the electricity go for the Anaconda and to harm her. With enough volts of electricity into her system, adding the two darts that manage to hit her, she'll definitely be out for a long time. 


Some may wonder where the electricity came from, and it's a simple answer. All kitsunes have one natural elemental power that they can use. Unfortunately for Blitz, she can only seem to use it when she's frustrated so it's really a secondary attack aside from her usual armaments. So since Blitz is rarely frustrated, she doesn't really count on it to be any help. That and she had to drop her shotgun behind her clothing on the ground.

((No worries, Envy. :]
And aww, I was gonna make a joke about two scantily-clad ladies about to wrestle around in the dirt. lol Blitz doesn't seem frustrated, but okay??? She seems vaguely annoyed and then quite proud of herself. :P
I'd also like for everyone present to tell me the max weight that your character is able to lift. I ask because it looks like we're about to have some dead weight from a certain unconscious anaconda and we can't have anyone changing their max lifting weight just for the sake of convenience. :P So yeah. In each of your next posts, tell me the maximum weight your characters can lift comfortably and then I will reveal about how much this beasty weighs now that I have it figured. Remember to be reasonable! See if we end up needing teamwork to move her or not.))


No panic? Instead of the fear that she typically saw in a person's eyes when they found themselves caught in her coils, the anaconda saw... well, it wasn't the alarm she had expected. This immediately told her something was wrong.
Words were spoken and mentally translated, but by this time, tiny flashes of light caught the naga's eyes. They seemed to be coming from the kitsune. There was no time to question the matter or react, however, before searing pain flared up all across her torso, tearing its way down the length of her tail. A loud, inarticulate exclamation of pain and surprise burst from the naga's mouth and the kitsune was very promptly released from her grip. The serpent's body thrashed hard against the ground as she threw herself backwards to get space between the two of them. She remained upright, but her height lowered significantly again, much shorter than when she had been moving earlier. The hurting didn't go away immediately and her muscles had tensed painfully in response to the electricity that coursed through them, but the anaconda forced open her eyes again and cast a glare at her attacker as she struggled to recover from this unfamiliar feeling.
She considered the circumstances as she remained hunched over and trying to catch her breath. Her tail was defensively coiling up behind her. Things were even worse than she had originally thought. Rather than only people armed with tranquilizers, it seemed that these new people had no qualms in causing physical harm, unlike those who had originally helped to capture her. This did not bode well at all as this left the naga unable to use their unwillingness to damage their prize as her own advantage.
The anaconda bared her teeth slightly in a scowl. She considered trying to intimidate the kitsune, but she doubted that would do anything at this point. Instead, she would make an attempt to reason. She spoke now in a low and quiet voice, bearing an accent that implied that the language they spoke now was not her first.

"You make a mistake..." the snake woman warned.

With that short phrase, it was difficult to try and guess the origins of her accent. But she said nothing beyond it, gauging the response that would ensue. For the moment, she felt exactly the way she looked... Like a cornered animal.

(Lol, I was actually going to explain how Blitz is frustrated in my next post so, :3 // Anyway. I'd say Blitz's Body weight is maybe 145, and maybe another 10 due to the metal arm. If she could've gotten out of that show of 'affection' from the snake, I would've had her wrestle her way out but that was never gonna happen. I was also debating weither or not I was gonna have Blitz's metal arm spew out some weird long-ass rope thing charged with electricity, but then I figured 'How is Blitz gonna swing it in this position?' So, yeah......I rant alot.)

((Not a worry, I figured her arm would have some kind of trick to it for that kind of situation, just didn't see the elemental powers comin'. :P And by weight, I meant, like, what's the heaviest thing your character can lift? As an example, I probably can't carry anyone over maybe 120 lbs. Just estimate on the chance that the anaconda will need to be carried once she's down.
One last additional note I forgot to mention is that I'm going out of town to visit family for the weekend so my posts may come a bit slower than usual, depending on what goes on and if I can whip out my laptop while I'm over there. I will be back late Sunday, though!))

(Sorry for the shorter and shorter responses. My phone doesn't have service and I can only use WiFi signals for a short time for personal reasons.)

Gahiji fires several darts towards the Naga. "I'm gonna break you apart," he threatened as Gahiji used his exoskeleton to create a natural barrier between him and the creature. Guessing completely, Gahiji created spikes from the earth. Who the spikes would impale would soon be determined. After that, Gahiji, despite being 200 exactly jumped over the barrier and wrapped his hands around the snake woman in an attempt to choke her out.

"Oh I think a mistake has been made...but by whom? From my point of view, it is you who has made miscalculations. Right now, you are really starting to frustrate me. One, you just attempted to escape when I was hoping for an easy job for once. Two, you won't just lay down and be a good prisoner like I'd prefer. Three, you're starting to piss me off. And finally, you won't just stay down!" She yelled the last part with an angry expression as a long, metal whip came out of her metallic arm. She spinned a full circle before bringing the whip down to wrap around the snake before charging it with electricity, hoping to get more volts into her system to knock her into unconsciousness.

Envy began to feel the ground beneath him part, and he investigated it... That is until he was thrown into the air by a spike of pure earth. He would be unable to watch the final part of the conflict.

((Apparently no one at all read my question proper. Tell me the maximum weight your characters can lift, please and thank you, guys.
Also, no worries, Terror. Just be sure you read everything and your posts make sense. :] ))

The sound of someone else approaching from behind her made the anaconda turn to look over her shoulder, straightening up slightly to find the source. She looked back at the kitsune when she started to rant and tirade.
She was frustrated? The naga scoffed in her mind at the idea. She wasn't the one being abducted and now pursued all for trying to regain her freedom. These people had no idea what frustration was... As the kitsune raised her voice, though, the sound of someone else adding in more threats behind her made the naga look away again. She just registered a large shape rushing towards her when the feeling of several sharp needles piercing her backside caught her attention. It seemed this new person was even more agitated than the kitsune.
There was again no time to react as something cold and metallic wrapped around the anaconda's torso, pinning her arms to her sides. Before being able to struggle, more electricity was forced on her and the anaconda made her discomfort known through another loud cry of pain.
By this time, spikes of earth had shot up and she only narrowly avoided one as she thrashed in response to the electricity. She didn't even feel several cuts along her long serpentine form as the sharp rock jutted out of the ground around her. Lines of blood began to flow from the open wounds in the snake's skin, rapidly becoming coated in dirt from her frantic motions.
Consciousness was already leaving her before the first darts that Blitz had shot her with could even begin to take effect on the massive body they had been injected into. Now a massive weight landed hard on the anaconda's back. Already weakened from the constant voltage shooting through her form and, mostly likely through Gahiji now as well, the naga lunged over forward, hurling the man on her back towards one of the spikes he had summoned. The movement would also give a very powerful yank on the whip that was attached to Blitz's arm that was likely to pull her forward now that it had both the weight of the naga and Gahiji behind it.
Regardless of how Gahiji might have landed on or against the spike the anaconda had lurched him towards or how Blitz reacted to being yanked forward by her whip, the naga still thrashed hard against the ground for a couple of moments, flattening and breaking much of the nearby foliage with her large form and powerful movements. But these struggles were rapidly weakening and ceasing and it would quickly become evident that most of it was involuntary as the naga's eyes had clenched shut and her muscles were only reacting to the electricity coming from the whip that was wrapped around her. The poor abused reptilian had already lost consciousness upon hitting the ground.