[And this is exactly why we don't go touching random corpses in the woods kids-
Wolfwood, despite having stayed back from where the body was situated, has no time at all to react when the plant-like beast suddenly explodes from one of the bushes. It comes at him hard and fast, dragging him down to the forest floor with its jaws. It's fangs sink deep into his shoulder as he chokes out a strangled sound of pain, the fall having caused him to drop his own gun. It's not as convenient of a thing to wield as Vash's unfortunately, which means it ends up laying prone in the snow next to him, useless for the moment as he grapples with the beast.
He can hear Vash shouting nearby, though he's unable to see just exactly what's going on. His blood is already seeping into the snow beneath him, staining the white a deep crimson. Unlike the way a sane person might react in this situation, Wolfwood is immediately reaching up with his bare hands to push back at the creature's neck, undoubtedly spearing his palms on the thorns that protrude from his skin in an effort to shove it off...which isn't successful. How could it be, when those jaws are locked around his shoulder, shaking him around like a ragdoll?
So instead, he tries to roll with the creature, kicking out in an attempt to kick the thing in the chest to get it off, but missing on that front too.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck-
He suddenly feels his thigh press up against the cloth covered edge of the Punisher, and that's enough to give him the idea to use his weight to throw the beast into it, its spikes hopefully ripping the cloth off enough that he can grab the edge and rip it off the rest of the way with one hand. Normally I wouldn't allow this to work but he rolled a fucking 20, which means-
Wolfwood kicks his right leg out, his heel catching on the mechanism in the center of the gun, which switches the firing mode. The gun is still on the ground (dangerous), but he and the beast are practically on top of it (DANGEROUS), which means-]
LOOK OUT!
[It's shouted to Vash, because the head of the Punisher is starting to hum with energy, glowing as it charges up a blast from within. He's hoping that by sheer blind luck, he's able to get this creature in front of the blast, and not either of them.]
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Wolfwood, despite having stayed back from where the body was situated, has no time at all to react when the plant-like beast suddenly explodes from one of the bushes. It comes at him hard and fast, dragging him down to the forest floor with its jaws. It's fangs sink deep into his shoulder as he chokes out a strangled sound of pain, the fall having caused him to drop his own gun. It's not as convenient of a thing to wield as Vash's unfortunately, which means it ends up laying prone in the snow next to him, useless for the moment as he grapples with the beast.
He can hear Vash shouting nearby, though he's unable to see just exactly what's going on. His blood is already seeping into the snow beneath him, staining the white a deep crimson. Unlike the way a sane person might react in this situation, Wolfwood is immediately reaching up with his bare hands to push back at the creature's neck, undoubtedly spearing his palms on the thorns that protrude from his skin in an effort to shove it off...which isn't successful. How could it be, when those jaws are locked around his shoulder, shaking him around like a ragdoll?
So instead, he tries to roll with the creature, kicking out in an attempt to kick the thing in the chest to get it off, but missing on that front too.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck-
He suddenly feels his thigh press up against the cloth covered edge of the Punisher, and that's enough to give him the idea to use his weight to throw the beast into it, its spikes hopefully ripping the cloth off enough that he can grab the edge and rip it off the rest of the way with one hand. Normally I wouldn't allow this to work but he rolled a fucking 20, which means-
Wolfwood kicks his right leg out, his heel catching on the mechanism in the center of the gun, which switches the firing mode. The gun is still on the ground (dangerous), but he and the beast are practically on top of it (DANGEROUS), which means-]
LOOK OUT!
[It's shouted to Vash, because the head of the Punisher is starting to hum with energy, glowing as it charges up a blast from within. He's hoping that by sheer blind luck, he's able to get this creature in front of the blast, and not either of them.]