Post by Striker on May 14, 2024 15:58:03 GMT -5
Striker gives the viewer a toothy grin as the finger she launched at the heran sends him down for the count without another word. Nobody intruded on her reaction to a small annoyance, so as far as she was concerned everything had been dealt with. neither her blue friend or the blue enemy seemed keen on sticking it out here on old grievances, and the big guy from earlier had joined them. Apparently already disposing of the mercs who refused to run with their tails between their legs like the others.
She dropped her more nasty grin and lowered it to a smirk, throwing herself into a half-spin to face the others and wave at Nasu. Salvo was throwing the fuzzball a wider grin than she'd though. Then she remembers why she even liked Striker. That attitude.
"Heya, big guy. I was cleanin' everything up over here, so like, I think we're all on the same page here."
The other blue menace here was less thrilled with the outcomes, sharing his name as a 'Russ' and he's apparently some sorta crime fighter. Did those types always have to have that sense of style? He looked domesticated for Pete's sake! Striker didn't care much for killing either, as Russ would show that bit of disarray at the news of all the villains either dying or leaving without consequence, but the small fuzzball had to break up that notion.
"Ehh, it's whatever. They ran away with any sense of pride and arrogance tossed out of the window. I'd say that's even worse than being beaten up. Those guys wouldn't DARE show their faces again, less they wanted to get laughed off the stage."
She interjects, gliding to the side to appear right next to the blue wonder. "The ones that didn't aren't around anymore, according to the other big guy here. Sally soon won't be, cause she's gonna leave as well. Right?"
She tilts herself back and gives the pirate a finger gun as she throws out a parting word to her.
"I'll pass that along to Jinx, sure. Careful which side ya pick next time, Sally. I might be strong but I could only maybe keep a few of these guys back. If the world wants you gone..."
She lingers on that thought for a moment, lowering the faux gun and watching the pair take their leave as well.
Silence... for all of two seconds.
Then, her shimmering form dissipates. She lands on her feet, back to the green fur she's usually wearing.
"Welp! I'm gonna take a nap. Really worked myself to the bone here."
Striker threw sarcasm up at the muc taller saiyan still present just s she started wandering off. She didn't do paperwork, so she'd not be cataloging damages and the like. Instead, she'd probably spend her time napping in her spacecraft.
They never stood a chance!
She dropped her more nasty grin and lowered it to a smirk, throwing herself into a half-spin to face the others and wave at Nasu. Salvo was throwing the fuzzball a wider grin than she'd though. Then she remembers why she even liked Striker. That attitude.
"Heya, big guy. I was cleanin' everything up over here, so like, I think we're all on the same page here."
The other blue menace here was less thrilled with the outcomes, sharing his name as a 'Russ' and he's apparently some sorta crime fighter. Did those types always have to have that sense of style? He looked domesticated for Pete's sake! Striker didn't care much for killing either, as Russ would show that bit of disarray at the news of all the villains either dying or leaving without consequence, but the small fuzzball had to break up that notion.
"Ehh, it's whatever. They ran away with any sense of pride and arrogance tossed out of the window. I'd say that's even worse than being beaten up. Those guys wouldn't DARE show their faces again, less they wanted to get laughed off the stage."
She interjects, gliding to the side to appear right next to the blue wonder. "The ones that didn't aren't around anymore, according to the other big guy here. Sally soon won't be, cause she's gonna leave as well. Right?"
She tilts herself back and gives the pirate a finger gun as she throws out a parting word to her.
"I'll pass that along to Jinx, sure. Careful which side ya pick next time, Sally. I might be strong but I could only maybe keep a few of these guys back. If the world wants you gone..."
She lingers on that thought for a moment, lowering the faux gun and watching the pair take their leave as well.
Silence... for all of two seconds.
Then, her shimmering form dissipates. She lands on her feet, back to the green fur she's usually wearing.
"Welp! I'm gonna take a nap. Really worked myself to the bone here."
Striker threw sarcasm up at the muc taller saiyan still present just s she started wandering off. She didn't do paperwork, so she'd not be cataloging damages and the like. Instead, she'd probably spend her time napping in her spacecraft.
They never stood a chance!
Striker will EXIT!
PL: 2,178,000 (Super Striker x18)
KP: 6/6 (+2)
MP: 4/6 (+1)
DAM: 0/250% (+0%)
CDN: BEING COOL
ITEMS (5/5):
Fan (1/1), Pole (1/1), Blaster (0/1), Armor (1/1), Radioactive Hetap (1/1)
RESOURCES:
Dyno (1/1), Extraterrestrial (2/2), Fastest in the Universe (2/2), Raw Talent (1/2), Impossible Recovery (1/1), Sparking (1/1)
PASSIVES:
Fastest in the Universe, Out of this World, Impossible Recovery, Bansho Fan
Split WC: 371
Split TWC: 1158
PL: 2,178,000 (Super Striker x18)
KP: 6/6 (+2)
MP: 4/6 (+1)
DAM: 0/250% (+0%)
CDN: BEING COOL
ITEMS (5/5):
Fan (1/1), Pole (1/1), Blaster (0/1), Armor (1/1), Radioactive Hetap (1/1)
RESOURCES:
Dyno (1/1), Extraterrestrial (2/2), Fastest in the Universe (2/2), Raw Talent (1/2), Impossible Recovery (1/1), Sparking (1/1)
PASSIVES:
Fastest in the Universe, Out of this World, Impossible Recovery, Bansho Fan
Split WC: 371
Split TWC: 1158