Bright Lights, Bloody Nights, Big City: Vampire Game Thread

[The Silence and I]

Stay with me! Stay with me!

He took his best aim considering the time frame and fired repeatedly into the beast's torn and bloody chest.

[Cynical Cat]

The lupine roared with pain as the bullets smacked into his chest. The shotgun wound that had blown out his lung was now mostly healed. The wounds from Zayne's claws had not.

[Josh]

He circled to flank the beast. It was wounded now, badly, and hence at its most dangerous.

[Charon]

Marcus stayed on the ground for a moment more. He knew fully well what those claws on the beast could do, but his inhuman strength wouldn't last much longer though, and that wound was closing. Time to reopen it.

Marcus moved in behind the creature and made a move to stab the shotgun through what hole remained.

[Cynical Cat]

Marcus got up just in time to see the lupine spin around and slam its claws into his chest, tearing flesh and rending bone. The vampire was smashed to the ground as the werewolf ripped out his lung, along with a good chunk of bone and muscle tissue.

[Josh]

And that gave Zayne his opening. He lunged in, fueling himself for a series of attacks. His immediate assault focused on the base of the garou's spine, aiming with his deadly claws.

[Cynical Cat]

The first blows tore through armoured hide and tough muscle. The lupine turned, howling with rage. Zayne ducked under the retaliatory swing and got in a viscious slash across the werewolf's belly, cutting through muscle and slicing open intestine. The next howl contained as much pain as rage.

[Charon]

Marcus flew backwards and landed on the ground, rolling a few times before coming to a stop. His mind began to fade away as the Beast took over. And it was hungry.

Marcus looked around for a target, his eyes fell upon the Werewolf and the two it was fighting. His reason slipped in, those were not to be fed off of, not until the Werewolf was dead.

[The Silence and I]

He doesn't have time to check but he is fairly sure there is a bullet or two left; best make it count.

He takes aim again; the beast is hurting, and he can't let it heal where the gangrel is attacking. He again aims for the throat. He feels the warm weapon and, comforted, he fires.

[Josh]

And once more he focused on the wound he'd opened before, again going for the heart.

[Cynical Cat]

The bullet smacks into the werewolf's shoulder. The lupine snarls and swipes at Zayne again.

[Charon]

Marcus got to his feet shakily and began moving to get behind the car, on his way his good arm grabbed the car door the lupine had torn apart and set it infront of him.

[Cynical Cat]

The lupine bats Zayne away like he was a small child and incidently leaves the Gangrel with a few claw wounds to remember him by.

[Josh]

Blood oozing from torn flesh on his chest and shoulder, he peeled off his tattered shirt and tossed it away, rolling to his feet as he he did.

He resumed circling. The beast was badly wounded now. Just a matter of time.

[The Silence and I]

Merry exits the door on far side of the car, Marcus was down and the gangrel wouldn't survive much longer without help--help he couldn't give.

He kneels down beside Marcus, gun in hand.

Then it became clear to him what must be done. He offers his arm to the broken vampire.

"Reason is not so strong in you now, but take what you need -- no more. I will end you if you cross this offer."

[Charon]

Marcus fell upon the offered arm and drank. His mind came back in time to call a stop just as the blood began to slow. He pulled away and licked the wound. Immediately his chest, what was left of it, began to set properly again. His lung was still missing, as well as the muscles on that side. But he was aware now.

Marcus looked up at the Malkavian. Damnit... but he'd had little choice in the matter.

[Cynical Cat]

The lupine cirlced Zayne, lashing out with his claws, looking for an opening.

[The Silence and I]

Merry, feeling a little strange but functional, crawls under the car, making his way towards the fight so he can see better. With some luck the creature is too distracted to notice.

[Charon]

Marcus called upon his tentacles, putting all his force of will that he could behind it. As the Werewolf circled a tentacle formed behind it, waiting patiently, invisible until the lupine turned just enough that it had easy access. The tentacle launched up, it's inky black tentacle reaching for the gut of the creature, Marcus willed it to enter the beasts stomach and tear out everything it could to leave the bloody mess of it's organs along the ground.

[Cynical Cat]

The black tendril ripped out loops of intestine, causing the lupine to howl in pain. It bent over, seized, and shredded the tendril.

[Josh]

Having been preparing himself for a celerity-assisted counterattack, Zayne sped forward, leaping and affixing himself to the lupine's back. His head darted forward, sinking his fangs into the back of his opponent's neck.

[Cynical Cat]

Zayne bit deep and hot, heady lupine blood poured down his throat. The lupine raised its claws and tore at him, failing to dislodge him but shredding Zayne's legs in the process.

[Josh]

He was a predator! He was the Sword of Caine! Pain did not matter, flesh was nothing so long as his foe perished beneath him!

The hot, roiling blood of the lupine rolled down his threat, prompting a growl of rage as he tore the skin, muscle, and whatever else he could get his fangs around away from the lupine's neck, spit it out, and bit again. His talons anchored him to his foe, and any effort to dislodge him would cost a great deal of skin and pain in the process.

[Charon]

Marcus got to his feet again and grabbed the car door in his good arm, he quickly got around the car and waited far enough away so as to not be in danger of being pulled into the fight. With a quick pull he yanked a long piece of broken glass from the shattered window and waited for an openning.

[Cynical Cat]

The lupine seized Zayne by the shoulders, digging his claws into his flesh, and tossed Zayne away. The Gangrel didn't go easily. Shreds of lupine flesh came away with him.