High speed battle

[Jere]

(Hello everybody, in the mood to do a battle again, 1 on 1 please, but that won't hinder anyone to butt in and comment)

Battlefield: The Highway
A big highway that goes through shifting landscapes from the sea to ragging mountains.
Its usually 4 lines way but you can take of from the highway if you fell for something smaller and curvy.
Its a good place to test the top speed of your new toy.
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Jere felt fantastic, this was a easy way to earn money, just drop random object A to drop Z and step on it was just his thing "Hell some high speed chases is ok now and then, and it helps me to stay in chape" he though and steeped harder on the gaspedal.

The suitcase was in the pasanger seat, his stuff in the back of the car, Higway star played in the stereo and he had his wayfarers on and his hat on so he just felt that nothing could go wrong, as he zig-zaged between cars.

[Repster]

He sat, lotus position, on a semi trailer. Wind rushing threw his hair. Red and of varying lengths it flowed unnaturally. The semi truck was heading forward on a right turn, and he looked back, his hair trailer vaguely to the right. His right eye, golden in color with a slight glow to it, had a different emotion to it. Serenity, ferocity, rage, amusement were always present flowing one into the each other sometime in unison. Now, there was something different. It was the feel of a judge, cold hard and not liking what had been brought upon him. Then the smirk grew on his lips, the curve momentarily exposing his elongated canines.

Guilty

He leped, and it began. The first thing Jere noticed was a patch of white topped with red coming off the semi not to far in front of him. He zagged, lost sight of it, and it was back in his sights when he zipped. Closer now he recognized the shape of a man. His right arm glittering gold. Curve, avoid, break, accelerate. The man was closer now, that was wrong. The fact that he had not passed the obviously insane man, who else would be on top of a semi on the highway let alone jump off it, was not right. He was going fast, the semi was going slightly less fast. The man jumped from the back of the semi so should have been going, less then less fast. Jere passed the semi, the man was still in front of him getting closer.

From withing his hairline, down along his body, around into his back to his spine. One clean line dividing him in two. Brands, tattoos, and countless markings adorned his body. Pure white silk trousers of ludicrous volume, a mass of folds, was his only article of clothing. Unless one counted the eye patch over his left eye.

Aidan Dreiks crashed against Jere's hood, knocked off the antenna, rolled and leaped towards the windshield. Fist first. The glass shattered every tiny shard going straight for the driver's body. The radio, it's source of reception destroyed. uncharacteristically got off a few last lines before it began blaring static.

Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
Its gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh its a killing machine

[Jere]

Jere wasn't to happy about that a man coming crashing his windshield, he managed to dodge the fist but the glas made some cuts in his face and some pieces did manage to get throug his jacket, but he saw the attack coming and tryed to pull a shot whit his gun, didn't know if he hit or missed but the chanse was big as it was at almost point blank.

"You bastard" Jere Yelled "you broke the song as teh best part was playing".

He dropped his gun in his knee and took a grip around the person who now was inside his car and threw him out on the hood again, but he was grated whit a foot in the face for that, he now did something that everyone should have done...stepped on the brake sending the man on the hood flying whit the words "Sorry to have to make that nice dress dirty".

While Aidan was in the air Jere pulled out his big rifle from the back seat "lets se if he want some more after that" he said as he aimed the rifle at Aidan.

Right then the Cd player started playing the song Red light spells danger.

[Repster]

Aidan landed on his feet, standing. His amused smirk grew as Jere reached for a rather large looking weapon. The fool. The shirtless one reached down to his right and took a swig from his flask. The high powered rifle pointed at his head, and he laughed.
"Pay attention to your surroundings you fool." He managed in the middle of his crazed laugh, sounding like a demented hyena.

The man behind the rifle squeezed the trigger, and his tunnel vision disappeared as the world came crashing back into being. He was in a car that suddenly stopped in the middle of a highway. He was asking for a pile up, and so dideth the road delivereth one uponeth him. Screaming, honking and chaos ensued as the first crashed into Jere's vehicle. The automobile lurched forward, and Jere's aim was thrown off as he squeezed the trigger. The high powered rifle thundered out, it's projectile barely grazing Aidan's face. The airbag deployed as Jere came forward, and it smashed the weapon in up into his face shattering his nasal cavity.

Jere's car went even further as more and more destruction ensued. The last of those poor soul to become one with the roadblock crashed into the pileup. Aidan smirked even wider as he waited for Jere to pulled his battered body from the wreckage. Fitting that one who has caused accidents with his recklessness would be caught in the worst of the day. Petrole leaked from busted gas tanks everywhere. The golden eyed man took another swig from his flask and clipped it back to his belt. The cd player gargled on in the chaos. Aidan sang along, in perfect time his voice still shaking with mirth.

I thought I had a heart of stone
But now I'm in the danger zone

I can feel the heat is on
Soon the flames are gonna get me.

[Jere]

"well..." Jere said while bching of the dust that he got covered whit in the crash "Some people should learn to know when to break".
Jere throwed a eye on Aidan still sining and not paying much atention to anything ellse, then Jere looked on his car.

"ohh crap its gona take weeks to get the frame straight and the owners of the other cars don't look happy niether" he stated and jumped into the wreck again to get some of his stuff.

He came out whit some bottles, the rifle (unbeleavable whitout much damage and a new redish color), and hig gun.

"ok smartas stop dancing" he said and threw a bottle at Aidan, the throw a little loose and the bottle ended up a few feet to short from Aidan whitout shattering, Aidan now stoped and looked on the bottle, first just staring but then he started to laugh.

"You dont laugh now" Jere said as he shot the bottle which exploded sending glas shattering everywhere.

"People get away" Jere screamed and the people wasnt slow to react as he lighted a match "**** the car to" he said and lighted the gas that was on the ground.

Then he started to shot at Aidan aiming for his head and torso.

[Repster]

Aidan began to truly dance then. A strange waltz with an invisible partner. To Jere anyway, Aidan hallucinated a buxom brunette with half a face and a very froofy wedding dress. A tie dye wedding dress. He did not try and doge the bullets in his dance, that was just a silly concept right there. He could react fast enough to do so, but the raw speed necessary was just far to taxing. It was a much simpler matter to evade the man. The man moved his body to aim, and Aidan danced away just as his muscles tensed and begun to squeeze on the trigger. Ever closer did the crazed one dance. As he got closer, so did the bullets, eventually starting to graze him.

Then, then Jere noticed just what he was fighting. Blood was not flowing from the man's body. It was there on his body, it was on the pavement, hell there was some on the rifleman himself, but even as he got off a good shot and the bullet went straight threw the shirtless man's body, after the initial splatter, nothing flowed. His wound were closing, case in point was his fist now in perfect shape.

A fist that grabbed the rifle muzzle and yanked it up. A stray shot went flying up and would come down some miles away. Not his problem. The slight chitter chatter of a squirrel on his right shoulder as his did so was ignored. It was after all nothing but as hallucination. Much like the black shadowy streaks moving around everywhere, the demented clown like creature upon his left shoulder and the pink fuzzy snake trying to choke Jere. That wasn't a bad idea right there.

Aidan yanked the rifle, pulling Jere forward. His other hand reach and wrapped around Jere's throat and squeezed. He also kicked him in the crotch for good measure. The bloody one pulled the rifleman's face close, his golden eye reflecting the gs fire that surounded them. Aidan sang.

The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout. Merilly merrilly merilly, life is but a JUST BEAT IT!

[Jere]

Choking wasn't the best way to end a life you sure think that if you are on the choked side and Jere realy didn't feel that take a quick lesson in how to live whitout air was an option, so he started to distract Aidan by trying to break free whit one arm and summoning a smal stream of hig alcoholic whiskey from his other.

After that he decided that it may be wet enough he fumbled after his lighter (now starting to lose focus) and lightened it followed by a throw agains Aidans leg.

Nothing happend and Jere thought "Damit farewell cruel world, and hello afterlife and aunt Helga" but then the heat from the lighter builed up enough heat to ignite the alcohole and Aidan went *Whoff* and was engulfed in flames.

As Aidan wasn't preapeared for it he losened the grip on Jeres throat and he managed to get loose, stubling away behind some smashed viechles to get his oxygen levels to rise.

"Well mister Faggy back there is on fire and im in a pinsh maybe i should try some of that mumbo jumbo for fighting" Jere thought and quickly scanned his mind for anything usable, he suddenly relalised that something could help, "but that reqiers some blood and im noot in the mood for cuting" he thought and whiped of his nose, he realised that he was bleeding and quickly emptyed his nose in his hands, then he began mumbeling and doing strange stuff.

But then a big flare shoot over him, "sorry for the fast notice, tell them i said hello and tell the others i need help pronto" he said and began to run away avoiding flames as he went.

Aidan sure was amused by this Jere could tell by the smirk on his face he saw as he runned, to bad he tripped over a motorbike that lay on the motorway "well ive had better ods" he said raising up again now whit Aidan just meters away preapearing another set of flames.

Out of ideas Jere one of the top 10 desperate ways to get out of a pinch like this he pointed and yelled "HOLY CRAP WHAT IS THAT" and it worked, so now when Aidan was looking the other way he managed to raise the bike while kickstart it and went away whit a hig speed, accedentaly starting the radio (that this model strangely was equiped whit) and can't turn you loose started to play).

I can't turn you loose
if i do i need to loose my mind

[Jere]

((um...are you ocuppied whit something else, if so please tell so i know when i can expect next post, just wondering))

[Repster]

Aunt came with kids. They be running around screaming and sleeping next to the pc, so can't really spend any time wtitting. Post most likely to come sunday.

[Jere]

ohh have...fun or something, say hello from me and tell the kids that if they arent nice i will come (then show them i picture of Lemmy or something)

[Repster]

Jere ran. He was on a motorcycle, but it was still running away to red haired man. Now Aidan might have let him go, but Jere made on horrible, horrible mistake. He messed with the booze. Aidan walked forward, in no particular hurry, pure rage in his eye. The he ran, his undamage silk ripling back, and up the pile up he went. He ignored the flames all around him. He was as much a part of them, and they of he, as the dark liquid that fed them. He sprinted, and Jere continued to maneuver threw incoming traffic to get more and more distance. The Aidan moved . His stride ate the ground like a fat man at a pie eating contest. More then that, his every step took him farther then even his ridiculously fast motion should allow. He started to catch up, and unlike Jere, traffic did not slow him down.

Aidan did not stop as he reached for a biker that bailed out of his way, he leaped, grabbed the machine, lifted it, spun it around, and used it. He retained full speed, and full inertia, the bike only made him faster. It defied the laws of physics, yet the man did so simply by living. The unarmed man stood on the seat, one foot guiding it, and willed the engine to go keep pumping. After all, internal combustion engines were simple plaything to him. It would have been s simple matter to stop Jere's flight, but Aidan had other plans. After all, Nobody messed with his drink and got off easy.

The two were next to each other a moment later.

Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal.

Aidan hand caught aflame and he grasped Jere's face, and squeezed. No more, no less. A fiery hand burning his flesh and trying to crush his skull.

[Greenmarioman]

*Is driving a car on the road*

LM: Lets see whats on the radio.

never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down...

Aww yeah. hm... whats that? *Looks over at Adian crushing Jeres' face

LM: O.o *crashes car into car infront of Jere and Adian*




Just wanted to comment. :/

[Jere]

may be hard to update whitin te few days, im on a 3 day trip whit some buddies, so expect uppdate at thursday at latest, pics to come hopefully

Now back whit uppdate.
Sorry if the folowing is not in the description of the character but i have had it in mind for sometime, im going to add it, just remeber that its a character under steady development as its my first one.
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It burnt and crushed not the most comfortable feeling you may feel, but Jere had an ace u his sleeve, inside his head a, fast conversation was going on, mostly gretings and stuff like that.

*Inside Jeres head*
"so they sent you, well i had hoped fore that freakshow that had an accident whit the nailgun but whatever, help me now damit" Jere said and threw a glas in the imaginary room he was inside.

"If you say so chief" the other person said and took of his hat, "besides the marks he is doing is just going to make it simpler" he said and disapeared.

*Outside Jeres head*
Aidan now began to press harder as the burnmarks started to spread due to the heat and Jere began to scream, but now the marks began to spread rapidly and this was not Aidans Doing.

Its was not a pleasure to se as all of the hair melted of and it looked as the rest of the body also started to get burnt, Aidan wanted to se where this was going so he took Jeres head closer to his, now screaming even louder Jere lay his left hand on Aidans face as four long sharp claws grew out from his hand, then it looked like Jere passed out.

Aidan was about to throw him in the ground as Jere began to speak again, "well i needed one that could handle flames" then another voice took over "so he let me help him a little, cause if someone know fire its me" Then Jeres words was heard again, "You know that the forces in some movies realeases as their series ends, well i do some part timing catching those, therefore i now can present to your enteretainment pleasure, The man the myth the concept" Jeres voice was cut again, "Freddy Krueger" the other voice said and landed a stab in Adians face.

[Jere]

Bump and i uppdated now.

[Repster]

Ooc: And here I thought Krueger feared fire. Something about being burned alive, and hell fire and such. Can't really say, all I know is secound and third hand experience and from glancing threw Wikipedia real quick looking for a little something.
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Aidan's smirk never wavered. Two pieces of steel in his cheek forcing his jaw open. Another in his throat, the last slicing open his other cheek. That did not stop him from chuckling out before he released his grip, and sang. The singing, of course, aggravating his wounds even more. blood flowing freely, the heat of the near boiling blood warming the blades quite a bit.

One, two, Freddy's coming for you.
Three, four, better lock your door.
Five, six, grab your crucifix.
Seven, Eight better stay up late.
Nine, Ten, Freddy's back again.

Aidan's smirk turned into a grin, damaging his face even more.
"I'd watch were I was going is I was you. But then, I never did lack the balls to fight my own fights. Bye bye now."
Aidan let go of Jerakrueger's face, and pull those damned claws out of his face. He then jumped back, triple back flipped and landed gracefully with a dull thud on the nearby station wagon.

The blaring out of a fully loaded eighteen wheeled semi trailer truck drowned out the scrapping as the motorcycle Aidan had stood on went down. Jerakrueger turned to look back in front of him. Breaking for all it's worth, that semi was just not able to stop. The rifleman/child murderer just could not turn aside in time.

After adjusting his eye patch the white silked one bounced on and on to other vehicles to stay near the crash site, taking a swig of his flask every other hop. So what other trick would this one try and pull out now...

[Jere]

OOC: Well you may be right but it may be kinda hard to adjust it now, but i have seen this scene where he jumps out from a flaming barrel and starts what he is doing best, then he have controled fire in Freddy VS Jason.
But then i could say that Jere have a awful catch on him so big he does whatever he says, cheap way out, hehe

Back to story
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"ohh bugger" Jere/Freddy said as the truck went roaring straight to them, the running them over redusing them to not much more than a blody pile on the concrete.

"Thats all folks Aidan said and turned around, but didn't se that everything that just splatered away was crawling back to the corpse, and whin a moment Jere/Freddy was moving again.

*Inside Jeres mind*
"Fred stop just make me look awful, im kinda dreaming here so start make that wierd stuf happen" Jere screamed in the imiganary control room he now sat in.

Rubbing his left shoulder whit his glove hi looked at Jere whit a big grin,
"So the cool guy wants some fire, ok" he said and pulled a switch.

*Outside Jeres mind*
Jere now looked back at Aidan, "so now i should be able to atleast damage him, ill aim for those clothes first, he looks like he is fond of them" Jere Laughed and melted to a shadow.

*Inside mind"
"damn this is hard you have any advices" Jere asked Freddy.
"I have a quick guide if you want it" Freddy said whit a sadistic grin.
"Ill take it" Jere said and a big book the sice of a small desk fell on top on Jere, "FREDDY".

*Outside mind"
The shadow now was behind Aidan, it raised behind Aidan and began to get more compact and it suddenly sent a black clawed arm right throug Aidans back and it erupted like a Alien in Those movies.

"that got to hurt him a little atleast, nothing feels good to be inpaled" Jere though as he disolved to a more shadowy state mimicing the shadow of the wall.

[Repster]

Ooc:... Aidan was jumping on the top of cars. Jere melted into a shadow and became one with that of the wall. What wall? He stabbed Aidan, who is on the roof of a car, in the back. A car which is in the rough middle of a highway.

Now mind you there are a few other things bothering me with your post, but nothing I can't deal with. That little detail just irks me and will not allow my mind to move beyond it to post.

[Jere]

Missed your update, will take care of it when i have more time on my hands, im going to my apartment tomorow for school, so i cant tomorow, well maybe late.

And i screwed up there now when you pointed it out, not good to be tired and try to put something like this togheter, my bad please spoint out more if i miss something, i use this to improve my English grammar, on which i suck.

[Repster]

Take your time. Patience is not something I'm lacking in.

And trust me, sucking at grammar is something I understand all to well. Go back as deep as possible in the archives of the battlefield and look up my posts back then, you'll see what I mean.