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madimpossibledreameradmittedly this is a bit cheating but I really haven't had time to write before now. Also, yes, this is unbeta'd as of this moment, though it will hopefully be beta'd by the end of this weekend, and that's probably a worse thing than usual because I am sleep deprived. (I haven't even seen the latest ep on crunchy because I"m attempting to write the last chapter in the last hour before Jojo's Friday is over. This week has sucked majorly.)
~Dreamer~
PS: Chapter has now been beta'd.
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Kaiju are difficult to fight.
Word Count: 1195
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS.
~Dreamer~
PS: Chapter has now been beta'd.
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Kaiju are difficult to fight.
Word Count: 1195
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS.
The Mayan snake Stand proceeds to hit Brown and even her own User as well. She probably would have sent her Stand against Antonia as well if the woman hadn’t sent the unknown Stand User a glare warning her off of even trying. Whitney herself was hidden behind the protection of Simple Plan, so there was no use in even trying, not without uselessly damaging her armor and otherwise having no effect. Fortunately, the kaiju appears to be moving slower and slower, glass legs clacking slower against the concrete and pincers and stinger becoming easier and easier to dodge. The blows still have considerable force behind them, though, given the force with which they smack into some of the clay soldiers, knocking them over, fracturing the clay and taking them out of the fight briefly. Honestly, that might be cracking ribs. It’s hard to estimate whether the clay is as protective to the terracotta army as Simple Plan is to her, but she would guess that while the covering may regrow, the point is not to protect the “soldiers” inside, since they are probably no better than cannon fodder to the Stand (or User, if the Stand doesn’t have some sort of rudimentary intelligence of its own). She’d feel more guilty about it if it wasn’t kill or be killed at this point.
The sword is certainly useful, though it doesn’t matter how many of the soldiers she can take out of the fight if even for a brief amount of time if she gets surrounded every time—which happens far too easily, given the amount that have gathered by this point. Fortunately, Speedwagon appears to be fairly good at staying at the periphery of the fighting, though the clay has grown to his forearm and his right arm dangles uselessly at his side. It hasn’t affected his ability to smack clay soldiers around, but then, it wouldn’t, given that according to his Wolfram & Hart profile, he’s left-handed. Brown, on the other hand, is having greater difficulties, given that he needs to stay out of arm’s reach. It helps that he’s fast on the draw, but it’s only a matter of time. The unknown girl at some point had been grabbed by the ankle, probably when she'd been hiding in the tree, and she can’t move out of the way quickly enough with a leg she is incapable of moving, so a splotch of clay is also growing at her side and back. It won’t be long before she is completely converted to an enemy, rather than an ally.
The soldiers don’t seem to learn, even after they’ve triggered a few of Three Days Grace’s traps. They keep stepping on the paper chains, which rise from the ground, folding into various traps. A paper buzzsaw cuts right through the back of the soldiers’ legs, sending a spray of blood into the air. The clay doesn’t grow back over the wounds, which is good, because it means they’ve been permanently taken out of the fight, but Whitney has to suppress the urge to be sick. (Though, given the situation, maybe she shouldn’t be suppressing it?) Antonia would certainly enjoy that one, creepily enough. She’s used a ton of bear traps, triangles folding in fast forward origami chomping at feet and spilling blood, but the soldiers don’t appear to be intelligent enough to figure out how to release themselves, so it’s worth it. It’s the first trap she’d ever learned to make, so it’s her fallback. It’s certainly a good thing that their allies seem to have figured out that avoiding the traps makes sense.
Interestingly, the number of “wounded” soldiers also seems to be having an effect on the Stand, albeit less of one. It’s possible they could have retreated to a rooftop and just waited as the unusual zombie army assembled, picking them off with well-placed shots until the Stand was as good as paralyzed, but they hadn’t known that going into the battle, and in any case it’s not like she could have held back her new partner from jumping into the fight. It was a miracle she’d been able to talk her out of taking on this glass scorpion kaiju Stand and the rest of these Stand Users at the same time.
A group of the soldiers start to run away, clunky and unnatural. It all happens too quickly. Whitney doesn’t process it all before she’s knocked backwards, flying through the air, and pinned against the wall of one of the apartment buildings by a claw. Through it, she can see Antonia scream, wordless and feral, face vicious. If Whitney didn’t know better, she thinks distantly, she’d say the Stand was grinning with a malicious satisfaction, but despite the fact that it’s a Stand, it looks like a fairly accurate depiction of a scorpion, if a scorpion was made of glass and taller than your average building. Shock, that’s right. She’d managed to avoid the panic attack on the sound of gunshots, but the pain was too much. She’s lost count of the hits (most, unfortunately, weak attacks by the soldiers, which feels like a waste), but she must be getting close to the limit, considering the first of the cracks has appeared in the jade crystal. The back of her foot—Achilles’ tendon, she thinks with a detached amusement. The afterimages flicker through her head as she tries to realize what happened. The cut paper footprint chain rising from the ground in the wake of the soldier’s seemingly panicked footsteps—ah. Three Days Grace. The trap had been a mistake, but then, Antonia’s just trying different shapes with her Stand. She doesn’t know what she’s doing. The decrease in the density of the soldiers, the disease surrounding the Stand, had been enough to increase its speed, enough that it had taken her by surprise. And now that it has her pinned, it doesn’t seem to want to let go.
There’s only one thing she can think of to do to escape. It’s crazy, but this seems to be the group to encourage that and if she remains here long enough, it will probably crush her like fly on the wall in any case. She hasn’t used her Stand enough to know whether an extended “hit” like this counts as multiple hits, or whether it would protect her if it pushed her through the wall and if parts of the house break and fall on her. It’s not worth risking. If it fails her then…well, it’s not worth the risk.
There’s a few inches between her actual body and the claw taken up by Simple Plan. Whitney lets her Stand go. The claw flies at her with the pressure the scorpion kaiju had been placing on it, and it glances her arm as she falls. She feels and hears the crack, screams, hearing the echoing screams from the others, and lands awkwardly, vulnerable and in pain. She’s definitely not running away, and if she doesn’t think of something quick, or if the others don’t step in to save her, it won’t matter how slow the Stand is if she can’t outrun it.
The sword is certainly useful, though it doesn’t matter how many of the soldiers she can take out of the fight if even for a brief amount of time if she gets surrounded every time—which happens far too easily, given the amount that have gathered by this point. Fortunately, Speedwagon appears to be fairly good at staying at the periphery of the fighting, though the clay has grown to his forearm and his right arm dangles uselessly at his side. It hasn’t affected his ability to smack clay soldiers around, but then, it wouldn’t, given that according to his Wolfram & Hart profile, he’s left-handed. Brown, on the other hand, is having greater difficulties, given that he needs to stay out of arm’s reach. It helps that he’s fast on the draw, but it’s only a matter of time. The unknown girl at some point had been grabbed by the ankle, probably when she'd been hiding in the tree, and she can’t move out of the way quickly enough with a leg she is incapable of moving, so a splotch of clay is also growing at her side and back. It won’t be long before she is completely converted to an enemy, rather than an ally.
The soldiers don’t seem to learn, even after they’ve triggered a few of Three Days Grace’s traps. They keep stepping on the paper chains, which rise from the ground, folding into various traps. A paper buzzsaw cuts right through the back of the soldiers’ legs, sending a spray of blood into the air. The clay doesn’t grow back over the wounds, which is good, because it means they’ve been permanently taken out of the fight, but Whitney has to suppress the urge to be sick. (Though, given the situation, maybe she shouldn’t be suppressing it?) Antonia would certainly enjoy that one, creepily enough. She’s used a ton of bear traps, triangles folding in fast forward origami chomping at feet and spilling blood, but the soldiers don’t appear to be intelligent enough to figure out how to release themselves, so it’s worth it. It’s the first trap she’d ever learned to make, so it’s her fallback. It’s certainly a good thing that their allies seem to have figured out that avoiding the traps makes sense.
Interestingly, the number of “wounded” soldiers also seems to be having an effect on the Stand, albeit less of one. It’s possible they could have retreated to a rooftop and just waited as the unusual zombie army assembled, picking them off with well-placed shots until the Stand was as good as paralyzed, but they hadn’t known that going into the battle, and in any case it’s not like she could have held back her new partner from jumping into the fight. It was a miracle she’d been able to talk her out of taking on this glass scorpion kaiju Stand and the rest of these Stand Users at the same time.
A group of the soldiers start to run away, clunky and unnatural. It all happens too quickly. Whitney doesn’t process it all before she’s knocked backwards, flying through the air, and pinned against the wall of one of the apartment buildings by a claw. Through it, she can see Antonia scream, wordless and feral, face vicious. If Whitney didn’t know better, she thinks distantly, she’d say the Stand was grinning with a malicious satisfaction, but despite the fact that it’s a Stand, it looks like a fairly accurate depiction of a scorpion, if a scorpion was made of glass and taller than your average building. Shock, that’s right. She’d managed to avoid the panic attack on the sound of gunshots, but the pain was too much. She’s lost count of the hits (most, unfortunately, weak attacks by the soldiers, which feels like a waste), but she must be getting close to the limit, considering the first of the cracks has appeared in the jade crystal. The back of her foot—Achilles’ tendon, she thinks with a detached amusement. The afterimages flicker through her head as she tries to realize what happened. The cut paper footprint chain rising from the ground in the wake of the soldier’s seemingly panicked footsteps—ah. Three Days Grace. The trap had been a mistake, but then, Antonia’s just trying different shapes with her Stand. She doesn’t know what she’s doing. The decrease in the density of the soldiers, the disease surrounding the Stand, had been enough to increase its speed, enough that it had taken her by surprise. And now that it has her pinned, it doesn’t seem to want to let go.
There’s only one thing she can think of to do to escape. It’s crazy, but this seems to be the group to encourage that and if she remains here long enough, it will probably crush her like fly on the wall in any case. She hasn’t used her Stand enough to know whether an extended “hit” like this counts as multiple hits, or whether it would protect her if it pushed her through the wall and if parts of the house break and fall on her. It’s not worth risking. If it fails her then…well, it’s not worth the risk.
There’s a few inches between her actual body and the claw taken up by Simple Plan. Whitney lets her Stand go. The claw flies at her with the pressure the scorpion kaiju had been placing on it, and it glances her arm as she falls. She feels and hears the crack, screams, hearing the echoing screams from the others, and lands awkwardly, vulnerable and in pain. She’s definitely not running away, and if she doesn’t think of something quick, or if the others don’t step in to save her, it won’t matter how slow the Stand is if she can’t outrun it.
