Reaver_

@orange_water: @preserver: @csill: @ryth: @untoten:

The air seemed to explode a wave of pressure tossed the varmint aside with subliminal ease. Earth rumbled and the ground fractured. Stones became like hale reduced to countless tiny shards to be flung in every direction. The few stalagmites and stalactites to try and hold form found themselves shredded by the ground up debris. And with a crater in a wall the raccoon came to a halt before falling to the floor to make another dent in the ground her energy shield nothing but a scattered series of sparks and light briefly illuminating the dark space of the hole that was starting to look might be a tomb.

Struggling onto all fours the raccoon got to her feet then started to consider a plan. Roxy reached into her belt taking two spheres one for each hand. A bubble shield like what she'd given to the jade beauty and magician just in case. Her knife dropped to the floor to be picked up with her teeth, a fanged smile visible around the handle. Taking into a four legged sprint the raccoon gained some speed and then triggered her jet back.

A Mach six cannon ball of fir came racing toward who she assumed was Nasus. Weighing in at around seventy pounds the high speed projectile looked to trigger a bubble shield at the last minute. Protecting her small stature from the impact she'd try to deliver to the spine of the towering continent shaker. Upon impact she would then lash out with the knife she held in her muzzle.

The blade taken from a alien bounty glistened with an edge of terrifying sharpness. Carving electrons from the path it traveled the blade came with a trail of lightning in every motion. Caring little for durability, one of those hax weapons meant to match some of the toughest of foes it was this blade that looked to carve the eyes out of Nasus. The second bubble shield clutched still in her paws something she'd look to use should the horrific grip or strength come her way. Was probably only good for one defensive move but at least it was something. She had no idea what Nasus had flexed against or why the explorer seemed to be in pain, she did seem in need of a moment to catch her breath though and the least the trash talking critter could do was try and provide that.

@csill: @orange_water: @preserver: @ryth: @untoten:

"Well **** me for trying to make a plan I guess." The varmint muttered in frustration as someone new arrived on the scene and tools that might slow the hoard did nothing to the new threat. "This bitch better be the raid boss." The net based trap she held was dropped back into her pouch as she reached for a pair of bubble shields. Her small paws handing the grenade sized spheres toward the magician and green chick.

"This button makes a ten second shield should you need a bit more time. Personally if you could hurry the hell up with the stamina recovery that'd be great." The raccoon remarked with a fanged smile, it felt like those two had powers that might be more help in stopping whatever this guy was. Right now though they were more like cheerleaders though and Roxy refused to be such a thing.

Her girlfriend in high school had been a cheerleader and way things had ended there had lead to a lot of rage and theft. Moving to her holsters at her hips the critter withdrew two pistols that emitted a soft hum of a sound as she undid the safety. She took aim at the back of the figure currently being attacked from the front and side. He was a big ugly guy and her aim was rather sharp from enhanced animal vision. At over seven thousand feet a second, her pistol in her left hand barked a one pound slug at Mach seven speeds looking to strike the back of the monstrous thing strutting through the battlefield. A second thunderous roar as her second pistol fires toward the figure's back. She didn't know how much the as the green one put it "sole survivor" could take so the gunfire would continue if possible. Roxy fully intending to try and put fourteen slugs into the creature if need be.

@orange_water: @ryth: @untoten: @preserver: @csill:

"****" the small varmit remarked with an itch behind the ear and slight growl to her voice. "Those kills still count" she remarked both in person and telepathically. With a thunderous roar and trembling earth the rocket seemed to obliterate the opposition. Ash and fire filled the area and yet only moments after the legion was mid reincarnation. Rising from where they fell, thick muscly hides reached to grab weapons that glowed from the heat of the previous attack. If Roxy had to guess a good third of the weapons probably were out of commission, barrels or ammunition rendered unusable from the heat. They were still drastically outgunned and outmanned and everything they would have to use would be exhausting.

Glancing up Roxy looked to what opening there was. Triggering her jetpack the critter rocketed upward and reached for an assortment of laser grids. She'd toss a trio over either end of the tunnel and into the whole they'd fallen through. Intended to create an over lap of lancing energy that hopefully would burn opposition into countless diced parts, she didn't know if it'd hold forever at least it would be something. Dropping back to the ground level to gather up again with the team just in time for the follow up attack by the magician. "Between recovery and that shit hopefully they'll hold for a moment."

As expected the pretty green thing was exhausted and after the arcane area of effect attack so to was the magician. They'd need time for any other grand attacks to put to use. Glancing around the area the raccoon pointed to a tunnel leading downward. Where some of the hoard had come from and likely more if given enough time. "Landon try and gather what water you can as we go. When we get to the next opening or as we're going down fill the hole with ice." Ideally meaning that to get to the team from behind the hoard would need get through a glacier. Reaching into a pouch of hers the raccoon grabbed an electric net, holding onto the electricity sparking item as a make shift light source for the others. Impressed as she was by the group of people she didn't want to stick around in the large open space to admire their work and be further ambushed.

@ryth: @untoten: @csill: @preserver: @orange_water:

Taking up her rifle in a singular hand the small raccoon moved to a stalgtite her claws sinking into the vertical service as she got an elevated vantage point. Once closer to the top she braced herself on one of the stalactites ridges smaller stature helping find a otherwise unlikely foot hold. Now with a top down view on ugly heads and nightly creatures eye sight she could make out targets well and get a decent idea of where heads were. She was bound to draw fire but the green skinned chick had been providing force fields of cover. Roxy figured then the best way to cover the guy spending time drawing was by just being herself.

She was a small target above them hard to hit. She had defenses buffed by someone making even the hits underwhelming. Loud and impressive weapons and a sea of led and it wasn't getting all that far. Meanwhile Roxy, her weapon was trying to match their loudness. Each shot four slugs that exploded craniums often took off the softer mole people's shoulders and left a new exit where the tale bone ought to be. Normally her accuracy might be less on point as she'd be in a ugly situation but again she had ideal support. Telepathy connected the group and initially the varmit was all giggles, a laugh track basically playing behind Landon's thoughts.

"Oh my god is that your thought process? Talking to yourself all day? ****n fantastic." She thought quite amused but then zeroing in on the plan. "Ite Jade" she didn't have a name for the woman and that seemed the prettiest thing to go to as a fill in. "This might exhaust you for a bit, but you need to hold them force fields up and enough of this chasm for us to get deeper. Also everyone should plug their damn ears." The raccoon relayed through thoughts before hopping from her perch to fall closer towards the magi tightening the amount of space that'd need to be covered. She dropped the empty magazine of her rifle and slid in a fresh clip before resting it again on her back and then withdrew as requested her biggest gun.

She aimed for the biggest creature heading toward the hole above. The idea being to destroy it, those immediately around it and shake up the ceiling enough to force it to largely cave in on anyone who didn't have a attractive green friend shielding them. She could mitigate the yield to not afflict the team with the fallout and inferno but there was still the emended shockwave and the side effects of using the weapon in an enclosed space. Roxy' biggest gun as it were, was a portable semi kinda sorta manageable WMD.

@untoten: @csill: @orange_water: @ryth: @preserver:

This seemed like a rather glorious pack of idiots from what Roxy could tell. Probably every one of them was putting down three or four of the five in the roster. Couldn't ask for better way Roxy saw it, no really if that was the case everyone would probably try and one up each other. Being the best vigilante in the world or whatever else they opted to call themselves made likely for egos to flaunt the raccoon thought. And when it came to rewards from this, it'd probably be about splitting it up as clean and quick as possible or turn into a friendly-fire fight also easy in pace.

Orange makes a fool of himself the small rodent doing her best not to laugh at him. Admittedly being a ball of fur probably wasn't going to help the critter score with the green chick. She liked to think she at least had more grace in a social interaction then mumbling drunk over there. Entertaining people aside though someone else showed up to make things into more of a scene. Butt ugly foul breath and spouting religious rhetoric.

Earth rumbles and the floor gives way. Before the critter can activate jet packs or look for a wall to latch on to however the magician has things covered. "You know what, I'm going to give that a pass. I can't read the chicken scratch either and you saved my ass from dealing with falling so thanks." She remarked instead removing a gun arguably as big as she was and checking it's ammunition.

Landon in his infinite wisdom had decided to just fall like an idiot and start fighting. Maybe not the best way to go about things to be honest, probably were now going to have to fight off a wave of mole people for every step they tried to take. Was more fun this way however. "Try not to split up to much. If someones going to figure out some stupid ass ancient riddle it's probably Houdini or Blonde over here to so maybe keep that shit in mind." Objective wise she imagined those two had top billing in figuring shit out. Once they got closer to the ground Roxy would raise her rifle, the barrels folding out into four separately aimed barrels. Then with enough bark to make the stones rattle, and enough kick to shove the critter back a step a quartet of high velocity small rods looked to remove the very heads of four mole people from existence. From there she'd take a moment to try and listen to the various chasms and sniff the air. Her smell was only so good but hearing rather strong, between the two however she hoped to pick up on the kid's trail.

@orange_water: @goodneighbor: @preserver: @csill:

"I don't give a rats ass if some other hero would prefer to go down there tell them to suck my ****" the raccoon remarked over her headset. Receiving not long after remarks about how she did not have said anatomy and how other how there were better options. Maybe some jack ass from that Unity thing or another teenaged idiot of some kind. Or maybe an archer who'd rather be in the field then dealing with politics. Far as Roxy was concerned though they were all just to busy and stupid for the task instead she would go.

One of the Hyper Sapiens had picked up the transmission and from there had a location. Another transported the Boltian to the cave. And with that the raccoon was on the case. Dealing with the tale of getting from her place to Nevada a story not worth anyones real god damn time she felt. Instead she began heading downwards immediately and would do her best to tap into the communication system that seemed to be live.

"Ite ya little shit, try and be coherent. How far down are you? Who's shooting at you?" Facebook was stupid far as Roxy was concerned and his opinions on the rest of the situation was passable in her book. Venturing down the tunnels she eventually amongst her four legged skittering would come across the others. "Oh hey it's you from the raid of idiots! Surprised you had the pair to come down. Im proud of you" the sass transparent from the overgrown varmint. There was a magic user from what she could tell, least she assumed such he smelled like that kind of library the ones filled with old shit. "Do me a favor if you can read cave man art tell me what the **** it says." And with that she gave a simple "hey idiot" playfully to Landon to finish off introductions before looking to head in a little deeper and meet up with the gun crazy blonde threatening to shoot people.

Roxy liked that approach to be honest.

You should open up to new opportunities robits might want fun to

Something appears to be wrong with that kids face

Bla bla laws bla bla rules bla bla

Stop policing space! It should be free. We don't need a safe space just free space