(OCC: Due to my inability to even write a fight scene (I should really look up how to write one, but, eh, I’m too lazy to), it takes a long time to write one… for me, at least. That is my excuse for taking god knows how long. Also, I think I went overboard with the typing…)
Naomi, getting back into the right state of mind, looked up to see the bug-mutant she seen had ran up towards her, with a hammer, ready to smash her head open and closing in at a fast rate. Moving to the side a little, the man’s hammer missed her. She used her hand, closest to the bug-mutant, to grab the man’s head and charged up a psybeam.
Firing off the beam from the hand, the bug man rolled, without his hammer, back a few feet, allowing the psychic child to pick up his hammer. Walking towards the recovering mutant-man and dragging his hammer, the psychic child was only a few feet away when the man got up and charged once more.
The mutant was now a foot away from her. Naomi lifted the hammer and swing leftwards, hitting the poor man and launching him towards the right (OCC: Um… that’s how it goes, right?). Then the girl lost her grip with the hammer, launching it as well towards the man. The man hit some ruins of a house, along with the hammer hitting him… In a bad place. The psychic child heard a sickening smash and the man screaming loudly, making a face while it had happened.
‘Was that supposed to happen, brat?’
‘I lost my effing grip. So shut up.’
‘I hoped he had at least a few little brats before you ended the life of-’
‘You say anything related to those images, and I will have brain damage and make you a disordered tiny blonde hair chick with big breast and wears glasses and doesn’t understand the difference between teal and blue-green.’
‘Shut up, brat.’
“Bite! Bite! Bite!!”
The purple head heard and turn around to see a girl the same as her, only with a purple colored hood cape, a different bright colored top and pants, no bandages, and her hair and eyes was a dark brown color. With the girl in her head finally telling the other that the ‘Dark Girl’ was attacking, she dodged the fury of the bites.
“Damnit!” Naomi heard the girl shout. “You’re not supposed to dodge! I was supposed to hit you!” she said, then pouted. “This is one ****ed up game…”
‘What the hell is she talking about?’
‘I don’t know.’
“Who are you!” the psychic one shouted the question at the dark one.
“Me?” she asked while pointing at herself. The other nodded. “I’m Eli, and you knocked out my friend, Joe. That was really mean of you to do so. And you smashed his-”
“Be quiet!” Naomi shouted at Eli, starting to get annoyed. “I don’t care if I smashed them. All I did was lost my grip!”
“You still could have been nicer…” she said, trailing off.
‘AND YOU CAN SHUT UP!!’
‘Be quiet, punisher.’
“Eli, you’re annoying,” the purple-haired one told the ‘dark’ one. “One question, What is your type?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” she started, then made a happy face. “I’m a dark type minion!”
“Why are you so cheerful about it?” Naomi said, in a ****** off manner.
“I got paired with my buddy, Joe, before you destroyed his most prized-”
“Shut up about that!!” the psychic one shouted (much out of character) and used her psychic-ness to lift several objects around her (Like Building Ruins, Rocks, and the guy’s hammer) and floated around her. “Draw.”
“We’re playing again?” she asked. Before Naomi could answer, Eli responded. “Yahoo!!”
With that said, she shrunk and disappeared into the ground. She was now a large dark colored dot and moved towards the psychic child. The child launches the objects at the shadow/dot thing, but to no affect as the shadow/dot thing moved over the objects. The shadow/dot thing moved closer and closer with a hand slowly rising from it.
‘Oh… You’re official screwed, brat.’
‘Thanks for the update.’
