[ closed ] The boys are back in town

[swordfucker]

Who: Dave, Dextera, Guren, John, Okuyasu, Ryo
Where: All around town
When: 6/26, mega forward dated
What: Bogeyman take down! This goes throughout the town ending at either the well or the harbor, depending on how things go, but they'll be working to keep it out of the line of people.
Warnings: Violence, gore, horrible monsters, death

[They've gathered together, they have a plan, and now the Boys™ are ready to take the monster down before anyone else gets hurt! Guren has made it clear that his group is going to draw it out first with Dextera's magic and immediately fling it at Dave's group, continuing in a ping pong sort of pattern until they end at the well, or the worst case scenario, all the way past it to the harbor, the second "ideal" open area decided on.

That's the gist of it!! Separate top levels below for each group and the aftermath.]

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[swordfucker]

There's no time to ask questions.

[Sharp and serious, Guren is locked into trying to keep this damn mass of shadows in place. Even if his sword hits something solid each time, the power behind it isn't enough to make it disappear.]

Hey, Okuyasu! Get over here and help me with that ability of yours. One of us on each side, keep up with me.

Asuka, find a way to stun it, now! [They're all bleeding out, and even if demon Guren would love to just slaughter this himself, he can't. But he's not going to let them waste time, or show any concern for the fallen right now. He's not himself...

In this case, it's for the better. Efficiency, yay!]

[pursestrings]

Uh— okay.

[He doesn't have it in him to argue; he's about ready to drop where he stands and, you know, cry or something— but if he's going to be pushed to keep acting, keep moving, get rid of this piece of shit monster, then that's better than his own plan. He can turn off the despair for the next ten minutes to get it done.

But keeping up is another story, because he's dragging one foot and one of his arms looks completely useless now. Thankfully The Hand is comparatively unharmed, and no one has to stop and learn about Stand-user relationships right now, because the Stand is darting a little ways ahead of Okuyasu to get into position.]

This is the best you're getting from me right now, man!

[apocalypticist]

[ Ryo's eyes follow The Hand for a split-second glance before his attention is on the bogeyman again. He has questions he'd like answered, but there's plenty of time for those later, provided they survive this. He quickly moves into position and brings up his rifle, not even daring to breathe as he aims the barrel at the enemy before squeezing the trigger with a steady, even pull.

The bullet hits the creature in the eye, sending a spray of inky blood through the air. It hisses sharply, back arching to such a misshapen degree that for a brief second it looks like it might snap like a twig. It still has plenty of vision left but the bullet lodged in its eyeball hurts and instead of trying to slash at them with its claws it wastes several seconds trying to get the blood and the bullet out of its eye. ]

[swordfucker]

That's all I need.

[To Okuyasu, quickly, and he's yanking his sword back as the creature struggles with the bullet. Amazing, what a good old gun can do even to a shadow monster. Well, but it's a shadow monster in physical form!

Anyway. Guren is just familiar enough with Okuyasu's power from Dave's summary, so he thinks this can work.]

Now! Try to erase it completely from your side!

[Even if that clearly wasn't working, since the thing was still there, it was adding up damage. He knows it, because his sword almost does the same thing. Swallows up the force of the attack, tears the enemy to shreds and puts a curse in them—

As it struggles, he comes at it too quickly from one side, leaving Okuyasu's stand to come from the other. It has nowhere to run, this time, but it sure is struggling. Just enough push from both of them, and maybe extra help from Ryo, and they'll have this finished.]

[pursestrings]

[One touch ought to do it, but Okuyasu knows by now just how much this thing is messing with his Stand, so when Guren surges forward and shouts for him, he's ready to push The Hand up to the monster with all the effort he has left. It's not much from Okuyasu himself, seemingly, as he stumbles and nearly drops with the effort it takes to keep The Hand charging at the monster, right hand raised to scrape down the monster's side—

And that's gross, bits of shadow and spurts of blood coming off of it in bursts where at least some of it is vanished to some void beyond any of their knowledge, but it's something. Working better, now that Okuyasu knows the trick is just putting in that extra push, trying a little harder than usual to get it done.

It's pinned, and losing blood and parts fairly quickly now. The Hand shoves it slowly but surely closer to Guren, further skewering it while messy sections of it disappear.

Any day now, someone who is actually armed—]

[apocalypticist]

[ At this rate, they only need a little more to finish it off. There's blood and dark ichor seeping everywhere from the creature, splattering onto the ground and forming stretches of horrific mud. Ryo lifts his rifle once more so he can put another bullet in its head, and finds that his arm isn't moving as easily anymore. The bogeyman had injured it pretty badly earlier but he ignored the pain and kept using it; maybe he inadvertently caused nerve or muscle damage by doing so.

Thankfully, it's his non-firing arm, but it's still bad and he can't use it to steady his weapon anymore. He bites his lip, tries to force his arm to work properly—and that's when something lurking in the recesses of his mind decides to lend a hand. Suddenly, there's a heavy thickness in the air that wasn't there before, a buildup of static electricity that makes the hairs on Ryo's neck stand.

There's a metallic taste at the tip of his tongue and he knows exactly what's about to happen. He's read about this, about survivors of lightning strikes saying they experienced a sour or metallic taste shortly before they were struck. ]

Watch ou— [ He doesn't even get to warn them before the bolt of lightning strikes the bogeyman with a deafening crack and a blinding flash of light. The creature roars, convulsing violently as the electricity audibly courses through its injured body. It's still alive somehow, clinging to life by a mere thread, but it's unlikely that it will be able to last through the next attack. ]

[swordfucker]

[...The last attack being, really, the one that's still going with Guren and Okuyasu. The lightning is blinding, startling and hot, but it misses the both of them, somehow? That's not normal. But Guren (Mahiru?) doesn't care. His sword swings back in and stabs through, driving it one last time into The Hand, so that together, they can crush the last remaining parts of the bogeyman while it's stunned.

It's gone, a mess of remains in the rain. A corpse that he's not sure is really a corpse. Still, Guren kicks it to the ground and checks it, waits, feels— it's gone. It's not coming back.]

It's dead.

[Breathed out simply, though he's not done by any means. Dextera is no longer a person but a crystal, now, thoroughly dead, and Ryo and Okuyasu are bleeding here. But he can use this demon's strength, whatever's left of it, to find John and Dave, who are presumably dead, and move them out of the rain for later.]

Good work. Wait here, and I'll come back to take you to someone who can help.

[He doesn't even wait for confirmation, hopping away for a second.]