The stars hit with deadly accuracy and ex after ex after ex fell to the ground with a metal projectile standing from their skull. The small group clustered around her pole fell, but more were already shambling their way towards her.
That was the problem with exes. Only so much ammunition and so many, many, many more of the dead waiting to take their fallen comrades' places.
Parker
From up where she was, though, Parker could see how the rest of the fights were going.
Bloody, horrible, but maybe, maybe, triumphant? Hmmm.
She threw another star downward, and considered re-locating. Flipped upside-down to consider her options.
Seventeens
Unfortunately, the dead weren't the only enemies out on the streets tonight.
"Yo, bitch!" one called, before a bullet sparked off the pole not far from where she was hanging. "Shouldn't have fucked with the Seventeens!"
Parker
"Seriously?" Parker called down. She flipped down onto a nearby building ledge, and yelled, "You think you're winning? Winning what?!"
Seventeens
"We got Peasy, King of LA on our side!" the girl yelled, taking another potshot. "He controls all the exes! He controls everything! And soon your bitch-ass is gonna be--!"
Which was when every ex in the street went mad. They swarmed like angry wasps boiling out of a disturbed hive, turning to eat whatever was nearest, whether it wore a green bandanna or not. "The fuck?" the Seventeen yelled, when the first one lunged for her. "You're not supposed to--hey! Hey!"
Anger turned to panic as several exes all turned and fell on her as one.
Parker
No no no no no no no-- Parker had thought the girl was stupid and young but nobody deserved that, nobody.
She threw out a handful of throwing stars, hoping they'd drive back a few exes so the girl could get free, looking around frantically. The exes were going nuts. Instead of leaving the gang members alone and heading toward the movie lot gates, they were attacking anything that moved now.
She pulled herself even higher, and took a breath.
"HEY! YOU GUYS WANNA LIVE? DITCH THE GREEN. HEAD FOR THE GATES. HELP EACH OTHER, YOU DUMBASSES!"
She threw out a grappling line, trying to snag the girl with the gun, like fishing from a pier.
Exes
She took several shots all in a row, emptying her clip into the five closest exes and taking down three of them. She was a decent shot, but she was terrified now and some of her shots went wild.
"I'm ditching it!" she screamed, yanking the bandanna off and trying to snag the line. "I only joined 'cause they had food and Peasy promised to protect us! I--" Her explanation turned into a wail when rotting hands grabbed her clothing and pulled her back down.
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Date: 2017-01-28 11:51 pm (UTC)Exes
The stars hit with deadly accuracy and ex after ex after ex fell to the ground with a metal projectile standing from their skull. The small group clustered around her pole fell, but more were already shambling their way towards her.
That was the problem with exes. Only so much ammunition and so many, many, many more of the dead waiting to take their fallen comrades' places.
Parker
From up where she was, though, Parker could see how the rest of the fights were going.
Bloody, horrible, but maybe, maybe, triumphant? Hmmm.
She threw another star downward, and considered re-locating. Flipped upside-down to consider her options.
Seventeens
Unfortunately, the dead weren't the only enemies out on the streets tonight.
"Yo, bitch!" one called, before a bullet sparked off the pole not far from where she was hanging. "Shouldn't have fucked with the Seventeens!"
Parker
"Seriously?" Parker called down. She flipped down onto a nearby building ledge, and yelled, "You think you're winning? Winning what?!"
Seventeens
"We got Peasy, King of LA on our side!" the girl yelled, taking another potshot. "He controls all the exes! He controls everything! And soon your bitch-ass is gonna be--!"
Which was when every ex in the street went mad. They swarmed like angry wasps boiling out of a disturbed hive, turning to eat whatever was nearest, whether it wore a green bandanna or not. "The fuck?" the Seventeen yelled, when the first one lunged for her. "You're not supposed to--hey! Hey!"
Anger turned to panic as several exes all turned and fell on her as one.
Parker
No no no no no no no-- Parker had thought the girl was stupid and young but nobody deserved that, nobody.
She threw out a handful of throwing stars, hoping they'd drive back a few exes so the girl could get free, looking around frantically. The exes were going nuts. Instead of leaving the gang members alone and heading toward the movie lot gates, they were attacking anything that moved now.
She pulled herself even higher, and took a breath.
"HEY! YOU GUYS WANNA LIVE? DITCH THE GREEN. HEAD FOR THE GATES. HELP EACH OTHER, YOU DUMBASSES!"
She threw out a grappling line, trying to snag the girl with the gun, like fishing from a pier.
Exes
She took several shots all in a row, emptying her clip into the five closest exes and taking down three of them. She was a decent shot, but she was terrified now and some of her shots went wild.
"I'm ditching it!" she screamed, yanking the bandanna off and trying to snag the line. "I only joined 'cause they had food and Peasy promised to protect us! I--" Her explanation turned into a wail when rotting hands grabbed her clothing and pulled her back down.
The wail didn't last long.