“Guys?” I squeak, eyes rooted to the giant spike coming back for another go. “I think we should maybe get the fuck out of here.”

The hound growls, hackles raised, as the spear hurtles towards me. I lurch aside, but the spike catches me by my coattails, and it jerks me to the floor. I land on my good leg, but the impact still jolts my busted knee, agony flashing through it.

“Go, go!” I scream, wildly gesturing towards the only other hole out of this chamber. “Follow the damn dog! I'll cover you!”

The hound takes off, and the girl half-stumbles, half-crawls after it, leaving me alone with this fuck-huge spear. I roll aside as it piledrives towards my face, and the spike plunges into the earth inches away from my head. I pull myself up, lurch towards the way out, and come up short as the spear bursts from the earth ahead, blocking the main way out.

“Aw, screw you,” I say, shaking dirt off.

In response, it charges me once again; this time, several strands of metal split off from the main body, zig-zagging through the air and towards me.

Shiiiiiiiiiiiit.

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[X] I can disable this thing, but first I need to get my hands on one of those spikes. Of course, that means I have to actually touch it, which is... unappealing.

[X] It's slow enough I can dodge, and single-minded to boot. I can make my way around if I get the timing right. The problem with that, of course, lies in the whole 'exploded knee' thing I have going on.

[X] I've got so much dirt around here I could make a damn fortress from the stuff; let's see how well metal holds up against earth.

[X] [WRITE-IN]

Is that a Touhou OP pic?

>>30938814

Yep. We've gone over this topic at the end of thread 2 or 3, I think it was. Renko makes for a pretty solid witch, so I just rolled with it.

>>30938775
>[X] I've got so much dirt around here I could make a damn fortress from the stuff; let's see how well metal holds up against earth.
seems to be the safest option

>>30938775
[X] I've got so much dirt around here I could make a damn fortress from the stuff; let's see how well metal holds up against earth.

>>30938775
[X] I've got so much dirt around here I could make a damn fortress from the stuff; let's see how well metal holds up against earth.
and run away while the fort is up

All right, seems like we've got a pretty clear vote here, so consider it called.

Also, because I didn't mention it yet, Unauthorized Writefag from the last thread? You're one cool dude, and I like your work. Consider it canon.

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I duck, drop my AK, plant both hands on the floor, and, with a push of will that feels like dead-lifting several hundred metaphysical pounds, shove a thick block of dirt up from the floor, easily wide enough to cover me, and at least a foot thick to boot.

I gasp for air, my lungs burning at the sudden exertion, but what matters is how the spear rams straight into the cube, dirt flying as it starts boring through. I jolt upright as the little tendrils snake around my makeshift barricade, coming directly at me. Fortunately, with the big spike stuck, I'm able to grab a smaller one as it comes for me.

“Step the fuck down,” I growl, pushing more power into this little spike. The other tiny tendrils drop to the floor, rendered inert by my burst of will. I try to extend the same effort to the huge one, but it's completely unaffected, and keeps boring away at my shield. No way in hell I'm sticking around long enough for it to finish.

“Have fun with that, champ!” I say, scooping my rifle up before I hobble past the spike.

I lurch into the cramped tunnel it was guarding, and make it only a few steps before, to my incredible dismay, the little bits and pieces of metal in the walls spring to life. In these close quarters, I'm not able to dodge any of it, the razor-sharp blades drawing blood wherever they strike unprotected flesh. I flinch and bear it, my makeshift armor deflecting the worst of it all, and soon enough I can make out the other end of the tunnel. A newfound burst of energy propels me the last few steps out, away from those horrible knives.

I double over, hands on my knees, and spend a precious moment to catch my breath.

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[X] Big spike's probably coming for me right now. If I can just block the hole for a bit, that should give me more time to run.

[X] NO MAGIC JUST GO FAST

[X] [WRITE-IN]

>>30939630
[X] Big spike's probably coming for me right now. If I can just block the hole for a bit, that should give me more time to run.

>>30939630
>[X] NO MAGIC JUST GO FAST
we're still tired from the big wall, we can't manage another block so soon
it'll just break through

>>30939630
>[X] Big spike's probably coming for me right now. If I can just block the hole for a bit, that should give me more time to run.
We cant run that fast anyway even with this makeshift leg brace

Been ten minutes, calling it here.

>>30939820
Shoot. Was about to tie it up since I'm pretty sure we're out of juice.

[1/2]

With how hard I'm working myself, I don't think I can make an especially thick roadblock, but another wall to slow that frickin' Terminator spear would still be nice. I lay a hand down at the mouth of the tunnel, brute-forcing another wall up. It doesn't come nearly as easily as before, leaving me little choice but to push more effort into it. As I push, and push, and PUSH, fire burns down my veins, winding down from the tips of my fingers, down my arm, into my chest, numbness following its every step.

The new wall forms a solid barricade once I finish, and as I stumble back, my heart beating in staccato bursts and sweat pouring down my face, the spear rams into the other side, leaving a sizable indentation in the wall.

Okay, okay, gotta just- gotta go. Get out. Yeah.

I give my arm an experimental shake, and it's with a detached sort of horror that I watch it flop around uselessly. It'll pass soon enough, I hope, but I should cut back on the magic before I really burn myself out.

So I limp towards the main way out, stepping around the rapidly-drying puddles of blood soaking the ground around me. I only make it a few steps before a woman bursts from an unexplored tunnel, knife in hand, and barrels towards me with a wordless cry of rage. I can't get out of the way before she tackles me to the floor, banging the back of my head against the floor.

She straddles me, knife raised up, and brings it down directly at my eyeball. I jerk my head aside, and the blade embeds itself in the dirt, leaving her face inches from mine.

And then my patience at all this bullshit just breaks.

>>30940655

[2/2]

I screech, and slam my head into hers.

“I!”

I do it again, paying no heed to the pain.

“FUCKING!”

Cracks spiral throughout her mask's lenses from that hit.

“HATE!”

One eyeglass breaks open, and I can see her wide eye beneath it.

“YOU!”

The last headbutt knocks her off, clutching her cracked mask. I'm up on my good knee in moments, the pain of bashing my face against that whore's mask only making my blood boil. She's sprawled out, dazed from my assault, and I snarl at the sight.

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[X] I WILL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU I DON'T EVEN CARE ANY MORE

[X] I AM GOING TO SHOOT YOU IN THE FACE YOU BITCH

[X] FUCK THIS I'M OUT

[X] [WRITE-IN]

>>30940713
>[X] FUCK THIS I'M OUT

>>30940713
Do we still have enough bullets? (i.e. more than 3) If yes
[X] I AM GOING TO SHOOT YOU IN THE FACE YOU BITCH

If no,
[x] FUCK THIS I'M OUT

>>30940713
>[X] FUCK THIS I'M OUT
Enough is enough. lets get the fuck out of here.

>>30940933

>Do we still have enough bullets? (i.e. more than 3)

Very much so!

Anyway, I'll give it five more minutes 'fore I call it, in case someone wants to jump on the BOOLET train.

>>30941098

Well, consider it called for bugging out.

[1/2]

I try to heft my AK one-handed, but the way I'm shaking all over, combined with how my head's swimming, and my accuracy's gone straight to hell. My teeth grind together as I look down on her, but then the tip of the spear bores through my barricade, and my priorities shift rapidly.

“Eat a bag of dicks,” I snap, by way of parting shot, and hobble towards the main exit while I still have time. Just as I limp through, the barricade gives way, and that goddamn spike charges through.

I don't waste more breath as it gives chase, my eyes grimly set on the end of this last tunnel, towards the blessed freedom of subway tracks. The faint wails of sirens from up ahead spur me onward, and I risk a glance over my shoulder. Of course the damn spike is gaining on me because I've currently got the land-speed of a fat walrus, but you know what? Fuck that thing. Fuck it in any and every hole it has.

The tip brushes against the small of my back just as I hurl myself out the other end of the tunnel, and I hit the tracks with a muffles hiss of pain. The spear itself jars to a halt the moment it reaches the end of its tunnel, shifting about but not reaching outside the confines of its lair.

>>30942021

[2/2]

It retracts with a palpable air of disappointment, seconds later. A bristling wall of metal forms in the tunnel's mouth, blocking any access. I stare at, and a giggle bubbles up my throat. Another follows it shortly after, which completely mystifies me given how mad I still feel, but at the same time, it feels nice.

Hound and lady are both sitting down against the opposite wall, both staring at me.

“The fuck you looking at?” I ask, between choking laughs.

“Uh-” the girl starts, but I tune her out.

“That's right, nuthin',” I mumble, the weight of all that happened crashing down on me like the proverbial sack of bricks.

Goddamn, this hurts.

I just lay there, and it feels so good to not have to worry about anything.

The constant wail of distant sirens puts a bit of a damper on things, though.

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[X] The last thing I want to deal with are cops. All the questions, eeugh. I'll just head further into the tunnels and jump out at the first station.

[X] Hey, you know what, maybe some medical attention would be good? I can dig a hole for all my gear real quick 'fore the police get here, then make up some story about what happened.

[X] [WRITE-IN]

>>30942046
[X] Hey, you know what, maybe some medical attention would be good? I can dig a hole for all my gear real quick 'fore the police get here, then make up some story about what happened.

>>30942046
>[X] The last thing I want to deal with are cops. All the questions, eeugh. I'll just head further into the tunnels and jump out at the first station.
nope. no cops run

Stuck at a tie, hm?

Honestly, I'm pretty tired right now, and this gives me a decent enough excuse to cut the thread short. I wouldn't mind continuing off this point tomorrow with a re-vote, though, if everyone's all right with that?

>>30942576
Just got here, but as I'm pretty fried from the day I'd say a break would be good.

>>30942576
[x] some medical attention would be nice...

We're burnt out, one broken knee, untold amount of bumps and bruises, and we secured the principal who could have any number of injuries.

A checkup would do us both a world of good. Make sure you throw away the guns and metal armor.

>>30942805

Yeah, I really gotta agree. Maybe I'll do better when I run a thread fresh, as opposed to starting a thread up after I've already been going for twelve hours straight like I did here.

>>30942825

And then you come in with a tie-breaker! I suppose I'll continue off that point next thread, unless there are any objections.

And, yes, I've archived, so no need to worry there.

>>30942953
Also, thanks for the praise for my bullshit last thread. I might do another write-up next thread!

Would you prefer a story about Holly's past encounters with the magical community, or another witch working with a client?

>>30943100

While I'd like to see more of the first, the second one wins out because a completely original substory would be pretty cool. In the end, though, just write whatever you want, it's all good.