You are at your favorite bar with your lover. The place is massive and has great atmospheric music. So good was the melody that the two of you started to groove in a subtle manner. The red lights above illuminated her face and made the entire visual almost dream-like. What a perfect opportunity to enhance the experience by having some good ol' alcohol. You and your significant other were about to have a drink until suddenly a huge commotion erupted at the west hand corner of the room. Not worried one bit because the fight is too far away, you two laughed it off and continued drinking. You then ordered a scotch on the rocks and a thirst quencher mojito for the lady. You two are flabbergasted by the speed and technique of the bartender as he meticulously made your drinks. "Amazing, right? He must have been a bartender for over 20 years!" you whispered. But your significant lover never replied back. You turned around for a moment but couldn't figure out why she wasn't looking at your direction. In fact, a horrified expression has taken place. Confused, you swung your head back towards the bartender's direction with such force that your neck popped.
Now it is understandable as to why she was horrified. The bartender's head was gone and the blood has made a complete mess behind him. Most bars have cabinets with lights behind them to amplify the drinks' presence. But the only thing that those lights were focused on was the crimson red blood. Next to the headless body, there was a pale snake slithering around and underneath the table. You hunched over to see what it was and saw this:
Survival instincts kicked in and you grabbed her arm and ran towards the backdoor exit. "Damn! The door is locked from the outside!" as you yelled with a winded breath. Panic ensued and you are not really sure what to do other than to protect her. You looked back and saw four other figures and the pale snake-man.
"I just want to suck them all up nice and easy."
"Oi. I want to be a bartender. Where do I sign up?"
"Better answer the man or everyone dies. Hey! Don't kill the ladies please, alright? By the way, where is that impersonator of mine? I heard he frequents this place very often."
"How about winner takes all? Ladies like their men with "limbs" intact, Gildarts. Oops. Did I offend you? Sorry sorry. It's for my book I swear! Hahaha!"
Fear turns the clown-man on and fear is what he tasted in the air. He immediately honed in on yall's direction.
"BE MY VICTIMS!"
The entrance doorway exploded just right before the fatal blow was about to be delivered. Five other men stepped into the bar room entrance looking for a fight.
"Tch..." was the only expression made by these two men.
"Gildarts, ay? So you finally decided to come here. Let's see how your "Crush" magic work against my legendary Gryphon, you impersonator."
List your four OP characters you would bring to this fight.
Pretend that everyone's power-level is roughly equivalent.
Now it is understandable as to why she was horrified. The bartender's head was gone and the blood has made a complete mess behind him. Most bars have cabinets with lights behind them to amplify the drinks' presence. But the only thing that those lights were focused on was the crimson red blood. Next to the headless body, there was a pale snake slithering around and underneath the table. You hunched over to see what it was and saw this:
Survival instincts kicked in and you grabbed her arm and ran towards the backdoor exit. "Damn! The door is locked from the outside!" as you yelled with a winded breath. Panic ensued and you are not really sure what to do other than to protect her. You looked back and saw four other figures and the pale snake-man.
"I just want to suck them all up nice and easy."
"Oi. I want to be a bartender. Where do I sign up?"
"Better answer the man or everyone dies. Hey! Don't kill the ladies please, alright? By the way, where is that impersonator of mine? I heard he frequents this place very often."
"How about winner takes all? Ladies like their men with "limbs" intact, Gildarts. Oops. Did I offend you? Sorry sorry. It's for my book I swear! Hahaha!"
Fear turns the clown-man on and fear is what he tasted in the air. He immediately honed in on yall's direction.
"BE MY VICTIMS!"
The entrance doorway exploded just right before the fatal blow was about to be delivered. Five other men stepped into the bar room entrance looking for a fight.
"Tch..." was the only expression made by these two men.
"Gildarts, ay? So you finally decided to come here. Let's see how your "Crush" magic work against my legendary Gryphon, you impersonator."
List your four OP characters you would bring to this fight.
Pretend that everyone's power-level is roughly equivalent.
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