Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34100315-20181003125507/@comment-26892768-20181003135357

(Here fellas)

"Fun times, huh?" Nimona sarcastically remarks. "Just give me a sec and I'll be there."

She turns off her communicator and turns into a wolf, sniffing the air.

Meanwhile, Eliza and Vexus are...not having a friendly conversation, to say the least.

"What are you wearing? If you're going to put your body on display like that, at least have the decency to not take after me while you're at it." Vexus starts, glaring at Eliza.

"Oh, please. This is based on my homeland, not you. And besides, this isn't displaying my body..." Eliza smirks, before her face splits open, revealing the grinning, skeletal face of her Parasite. "This is.

Vexus reels back. "Ack! I'll admit I'm not an expert on you meatbags, but I know you're not supposed to be able to do that! And you just shamelessly flaunt your defect? That's disgusting! Get away from me!"

"Disgusting?" Eliza's face slides back into place, allowing her to glare at Vexus. "That's cute, coming from the robotic insect."

Vexus glares right back. "For your information, this 'robotic insect' has lived for millenia, was the queen of an entire planet, conquered dozens of worlds, and, for a time, became the most popular girl in a high school in no time at all! How do you think you can compare, meatbag?"

Eliza just smirks, her face peeling back once more. "I’ve lived for centuries as an immortal, ravaged the world as I’ve pleased, killed gods, and, in recent years, have become a pop star beloved by people everywhere with no one being the wiser. Needless to say, I think I stack up pretty well, wouldn’t you agree?"

Vexus reluctantly nods."...admittingly, that is a more impressive repertoire than I was expecting...but I’m still better! So ha!"

Albus sighs. "And here comes the hurricane…"

"Really?" Eliza asks Vexus, completely ignoring Albus as she readies her mic stand. "How about we put that to the test?"

"Ha! Like I would ever do that! You wouldn’t stand a-" Vexus abruptly stops to use her “hair” as a shield against a swing of Eliza’s mic stand, the blow sending her back a few feet. Her hair then resumes its normal position, revealing Vexus’ snarling face. "Oh, it is on."

Vexus takes flight before diving towards Eliza, the latter riding towards her opponent on a wave of blood.

And in moments, there’s a flurry of movement from both ends as blood and steel clash.