Re: RPG- Superhumans 2: Anarchy
"Hmph. Pally, you really shoulda stuck with Gerrrx." Alastor growled, annoyed by the man with the Desert eagle. He charged his arm with electricity, turning the bullet to ash and sealing the wound. With his good hand, he drew his sword, and dashed in mid-air at the hero, who drew a katana and a Wakisashi to couteract him.
The two clashed, their blades clinking together loudly. With his free, admiiteldy damaged hand, he unleashed what was about equal to the average taser in terms of voltage, causing Jack's concentration to slip due to the paralyzing shock.
Alastor took this moment to swing his blade, successfully removing a few of Jack's fingers, and casuing him to drop the wakisashi.
"Jeez, man! How am I supposed to play Rock-Paper-Scizzors, now? Huh? Answer me that! The boys at the R.P.S. club downtown are gonna have a FIT about this! But did you think about that? Nooooooooo, you're too busy focusing on mass homicide! You just--"
"Oh, for Chrissakes, just shut up will you?" Alastor snapped, kicking Jack in the stomach. Jack was still able to block the blow, despite losing all but his thumb on his left hand, although little nubs seemed to be emerging from the wounds.
Alastor scooped up the severed fingers, moderately charged them, and tossed the ring, index, and middle fingers at his opponent. He kept the pinkie for later. While the ring finger grazed Jack's ear, and the index collided with his forehead, the middle finger struck Jack in the eye.
"Wow. It really doesn't get more poetic than that, does it?" Alastor asked, prepping for another round.
"Well, at least now I'll get to hang out with the other Jack and his pirate crew!" Jack said as he pried the finger out of his eye with his good hand.