Nightmare Nonsense

Nightmare Nonsense
Date of Scene:	02 November 2013
Location:	Inner Town
Synopsis:	What's This? What's This? Father Christmas is a robot!?
Thanks to:	Lionheart as Santy Claws
Cast of Characters:	Tifa Lockhart, Avira, Deelel, Maira, Vespa, Aerith, Freya Crescent

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Vespa has posed:
Vepsa finding it a bit hard to move around in here as Santy Claws claws slash her again. "I'll give you a gift 'Santa' how about my axe into your head!", she says swinging her axe at the undead holiday obination.

Avira has posed:
"All holidays are awesome!" Avira shouts back, digging her claws in further. She does not get flung off and instead manages to hold onto the jolly bowl of decayed and rotted jelly. She even gives him another punch for good measure before extracting herself to evade the explosion. She hovers in the air above him for a few moments before dropping down on him.

Feet first.

Onto his head.

"And what the hell, Christmas ain't about feeding you cookies!!"

Maira has posed:
More explosions. Maira and explosions are really not getting along lately.

She flies back from the force of the blast, though she just so happens to crash into one of the cells, effectively knocking it open. At least the poor creature inside can escape while Maira is trying to pull herself back together.

Deelel is free, soon the others will be as well. Perci's not here. Maira, despairing, walks out of the cell and prepares to do what she does best; light <goosehonks> on fire. "I want to go home, so get out of my way!" she shouts, then heaves a fireball at jello-claus.

Deelel has posed:
Deelel is quite confused about this Santy Claws but but Deelel hersel is ready this time fort what's coming at them. She stare at the moment. She knows it has its roots as an user relgion but it kinda spread everywhere after a w hile it seems. however She's ready fo the attack as she uses both ehr tail and her disc to bat them away before coil jumping into the air and launching a powerful disc strike in reply.

"Get glitched!"

Santy Claws has posed:
The moment people start attacking, the reindeer rears up, shooting a powerful laser beam out of his nose which sweeps across Tifa and Vespa. The Jolly old elf, on the other hand, seems to take the brunt of the damage, even with his red-nosed defender.

A fireball blasts him backwards, a mutate slams his head down, a disc slashes across his chest, and then a mouseling's spear pierces through his shoulder, tearing away a huge glob of dripping 'meat' to reveal... something metallic beneath. This thing isn't just a zombie, it's a (you guessed it, folks) ROBO-ZOMBIE!

The deer is furious, clomping and stomping all over the place, but he doesn't seem to be paying attention anymore, which means that he kicks over imps and cages indescriminately, and seems to ignore the people fighting his master now. Maybe someone severed something that let Santy Claws control him? Bweep. Bweep.

"Of course it is!" He protests, voice sounding more and more robotic. "Christmas is about GREED, and ENVY, and GLUTTONY and all those who want to not be punished as bad little children must appease the great and all-mighty SANTY CLAWS!" Crackle. Spark.

As he starts to laugh, a foul smelling smoke seems to start coming from the zombie-Santa, the imps around him starting to explode one by one, making little popping sounds and bursts of peppermint scent. "Raaaaaarrrr." He swings out his gigantic belly, threatening to knock people over with it's horrific girth.

Freya Crescent has posed:
Though confused as to why the creature seemed to have metal underneath, Freya is not balked by this display of tenacity and redoubles her efforts.

"Watch out, the people in the cages!" she shouts, concerned for them as the laser deer knocks them side and begins to look like the situation has become more dire than she anticipated. This time she vaults herself up and drives the spear down with both arms, intending to bury it deep in the zombie's torso.

Tifa Lockhart has posed:
Tifa Lockhart doesn't get a good grip on the fat christmas elf. Its not that he's too heavy, but slippery in this case. She ends up crashing behind him instead of gripping, but it has the added bonus of getting her out of range of the exploding imps at least. Which is a good thing considering she's already bruised in many places. Well, as a zombie she already looks kinda wounded, but she looks even worse now.

"Stop with that laugh already!" She grabs one of the remaining, unexploded imps, attempting to fit down into that giangantic laughing mouth as she rushes past him >_<

Vespa has posed:
"Bla. Bla. Bla. All talk..", Vepsa says as she brings her axe blocking the undead Santy claws attack.

"I don't know all that much about this Christmas thing but kindapping people in my book is very wrong! Take my punishment of my axe! Ramming speed!", she rushes forward into is 'bowl full of jelly' slashing away with her axe.

Avira has posed:
Avira gasps in horror, "That's not what the holidays are about after all!" She pushes off Santy Claws, well out of dodge, and lands atop one of the now-empty cages. "It's about peace on earth! Spending time with loved ones! Giving gifts to other people! Christianity-related things! That!"

She pauses, then gasps again, "Wait you're not Santy Claws, you're an evil robot double!" One that might explode, in fact. Avira stomps a clawed foot and in response, ice rises beneath the zombie robot santa.

Deelel has posed:
Deelel feels pain she feels a good deal of pain as well they got a Robo-zombie to deal with. How does that even work? She has no idea to be honest but she's goign to fight it she catches her disc as she caught again by some sort of smoke it feels terrible. She flails a bit losing her footing? Is that even the right word she's not sure, but she's still alive and she's still got some fight left in her as she pulls up her disc and springs into the air using her tail to get a bit more air then she normally would and throws her disc with everything she can muster at them.

Santy Claws has posed:
The laugh gets cut off by an imp being shoved into the fat man's mouth, only to have him chew and swallow it dramatically, burping bubbles of peppermint. He side-steps Freya's spear and in the same motion manages to wobble away from the sting of Vespa's axe. For a fat, not-so jolly elf, he can move pretty quickly sometimes. He even manages to only lose one of his boots to Avira's ice, which greets everyone else with the most disgusting foot the world has seen to date. It's green, and moldering, with huge grotesque toenails.

On her second swing with the disc, though, Deelel manages to make quite a dent. In fact, the disc actually ends up /lodged/ in the fat elf's belly, glowing there as he looks down, surprised at it being there.

"And you probably think Halloween is about children dressing up in costume and getting candy." Santy Claws shakes his head. "I won't let that Jack Skellington take the bluster away from Christmas. Halloween will /never/ be the best of the Holidays!" Apparently, there is some sort of competition between the two? Then again, Jack isn't among those in the cages. So where is he, anyways?

"Now be good little children, and /DIE/." Santy Claws swings out his disgusting toes towards them, followed by another of those exploding presents which threatens to take the building down with another huge explosion.

Freya Crescent has posed:
The head of Freya's spear lunged past the zombie and bit wood, the splintery squeaking as she pulled it up and back and forth, trying to withdraw it--and did so, with a final jerk backwards. The explosion hits home and sends the Burmecian flying backwards--landing on her feet amazingly, thankful for the black leggings that protect her feet as she skids and finally staggers regain her balance.

One hand down on the floor, the caped rat lady launches herself into the air, throwing her spear in mid-jump--intending to withdraw it after and follow up with a series of strokes and thrusts.

Tifa Lockhart has posed:
One moment she's there, and the next moment, she's gone. Narrowly escaping the missile-toes by movign even CLOSER to the fat elf, its a strong punch right under the chin that greets him "We're not kids, for one thing!" Slightly airborn from her blow, she lands with a bit of a twist on herself, with her back toward Santy Claus, as some light can be seen charging up around her right fist. "There is no best holiday, just many for different occasions, for everyone to enjoy themselves!"

As soon as she touches ground, she spins on herself, sending the glowing fist straight into Santy's stomach, releasing the explosive ki at point blank range. It doesn't matter if that fat can absorb most impacts, it surely can't abosorb an explosion that easily!

Avira has posed:
"Halloween's also about scaring the crap out of people! And vandalizing houses with toilet paper! And recognizing the weakened dimensional fabric between reality and the netherworld! Don't discount halloween! It's import-"

Avira's promply /exploded/. She goes flying into the bars of one of the now empty cages with enough force that the metal bends and breaks. She groans and doesn't get up for a few agonizing seconds.

When she does, though, she grasps one of the cages and lifts it up over her head. "Happy Halloween to all! And to all a /good night/!"

With gusto, she brings the cage down atop Santy Claws.

Deelel has posed:
Deelel is hanging back at this point she's hurt but not out of it, however she knows she needs to recover a bit more as her allies are still in the thing of hting so the rather snakey program is hanging back and preparing for something i she can just not got splattered across the walls she should be able to pull something off. For now she needs to rest and recover for a second.

WHAM she gets no such luck her program nature is also very plainly rveal as the lower snake part of her body has a very large glowing rent in it which one can see the voxels with in. She's just got to hang on a little longer and hopefully end this.

"You have really made me mad...whatever you actually are!"

Aerith has posed:
Of course, she's not alone in that regard.

Aerith sits tight next to Deleel, using the knowledge granted to her by the materia in her bracelets to heal the both of them. She's taken a roughing up as well, but at least she's still able to move. This is a tad crazy though, even for her, and she's perfectly fine trying to do something that doesn't involve fighting for once. "You okay there?"

Santy Claws has posed:
Freya's spear seems to catch the fat elf in various places, causing more wounds and the somewhat acrid smell of burnt candy to come off of the zombie-Santa. Tifa's blast of energy seems to only add to this by blasting away more of the flesh, revealing a robotic skeleton beneath it. The mecha-santa smoulders a bit, his glowing eyes staring at them. "You, cannot beat me... I am Christmas! Christmas is better than Halloween!" The voice croaks.

Then, like something out of the best wrestling show ever... Avira beats the robo-zombie-santa over the head with a cage and the machine crumples to the ground, sputtering.

A few of the captured ghouls from Halloween Town let out a cheer. Rudolph the laser-shooting robot manages to break through a wall and escape into the night, and what remains of Santy Claws just sits, sparking now and again and occassionally muttering something in a robotic voice about 'destroying Halloween' more and more slowly as the batteries give out.

Strange, though. Who could have created such a monster? Who would want to destroy Halloween? There are still no signs of Jack Skellington, but the Mayor seems happy enough when he is finally released from his cage, naming all of those gathered as the heroes of Halloween! Oh, and there are promises of candy... and those eye-balls that Avira had been wanting to try.

For now, Santy Claws has been defeated and Halloween saved. Two epic fights and the promise of candy isn't too bad for one night's work, right?

Freya Crescent has posed:
Seeing the attack hit home and wrenching her spear free, Freya sighed in relief as apparently they had saved the prisoners from the horrid zombie, reaching up to wipe her brow.

"Well, we saved the one's being kept here, but is there still someone missing?" she looked around a tad confused, but would otherwise see to releasing the prisoners.