Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v4]

[Foxfound]

Baphy didn't have words for Astre's previous statements, she knew his personality type all too well so it wasn't something worth getting mad at. The truck caught her attention the moment it drove through an explosion, knowing full well who it is.... slightly nervous by Astre and his pals' drunken stupor, the goat demoness lightly jogs towards the semi in a deadly game of chicken, conjuring up red flames in her hands that molded into a short throwing axe.

Baphy roars and throws the flaming axe towards the truck with insane speed, almost breaking the sound barrier with it, aiming at the middle of the truck in effort to split it in half and stop it dead in its tracks.

"What the...." Cruz tries to steer from the path of the oncoming fiery ax, but it was simply too fast for a bulky ass vehicle to avoid, and it pretty much already landed a blow the moment he saw it. The semi truck splits into a perfect upside-down V, the driveshaft and fifth wheel coupling immediately annihilated by the attack, but the now-detached trailer kept going due to Cruz's desperate maneuver to steer the vehicle, causing a chunk of the plywood and steel cargo box to lightly bump into the 'idiot caravan'.

Still annoyed - perhaps now even more annoyed - the girl walks within sight/hearing range of Baphy and tells her to COOL IT.

[Kitsune France]

Having predicted that momentum would keep the thing going, Astre launched himself into the flying, super-strength dropkick at the trailer hoping to roughly deflect it back somewhere around the door.

Still annoyed - perhaps now even more annoyed - the girl walks within sight/hearing range of Baphy and tells her to COOL IT.

Baphy couldn't help but watch Astre in action, it was bad ass and it got her looking for a little longer than she should, thankfully the annoying girl snaps her out of it.

"What? Okay okay! Sheesh... I won't save anyone else from rampaging trailer trucks!" She pouted and crosses her arms.

[Ozzy]

The driver side door swings open from the truck, Cruz stands atop of the wreckage unfazed, silently glaring at Baphomet with what appears to be raw anger just struggling to be concealed. "Bravo, asshole demon."

[Veise]

Astre lands dramatically and stands up straight. He exhales and runs a hand through his hair.

"Regretting letting him off now, huh?" Astre then pointed his rapier at Cruz. "You, cur, were you really willing to take me and my squad with you to kill the brat?"

Pascal watched, intently, prepared to shoot if anything were to happen to Astre.

[Florida Z]

Having predicted that momentum would keep the thing going, Astre launched himself into the flying, super-strength dropkick at the trailer hoping to roughly deflect it back somewhere around the door.

Still annoyed - perhaps now even more annoyed - the girl walks within sight/hearing range of Baphy and tells her to COOL IT.

Baphy couldn't help but watch Astre in action, it was bad ass and it got her looking for a little longer than she should, thankfully the annoying girl snaps her out of it.

"What? Okay okay! Sheesh... I won't save anyone else from rampaging trailer trucks!" She pouted and crosses her arms.

It seems to register with the equal parts annoyed and annoying girl that Baphy was trying to stop the chaos, not cause more of it.

"Ah. Sorry."

Hearing Cruz approach with a threatening tone of voice, she turns around and grips her katana tightly.

(OOC: Ugh, if I accidentally post with the wrong nation one more time I'm just going to give up on keeping it consistent.)

[Ozzy]

Astre lands dramatically and stands up straight. He exhales and runs a hand through his hair.

"Regretting letting him off now, huh?" Astre then pointed his rapier at Cruz. "You, cur, were you really willing to take me and my squad with you to kill the brat?"

Pascal watched, intently, prepared to shoot if anything were to happen to Astre.

Cruz stands there, barely in touch with reality. "What? You mean, kill you and your people in the process? Wasn't my intent, no... but I won't bother stopping if someone got in the way." He looks around for a moment, "Goodness, quite the opposition we gathered here today, all this, just for me?"

[Kitsune France]

Cruz stands there, barely in touch with reality. "What? You mean, kill you and your people in the process? Wasn't my intent, no... but I won't bother stopping if someone got in the way." He looks around for a moment, "Goodness, quite the opposition we gathered here today, all this, just for me?"

Baph slowly approaches the stranger and indeed mutters something about regretting letting him walk away, "I dunno what your deal is with me, or who you even are, but you are going down now, mate." She unsheathes her little dagger.

[Veise]

"Ah, so we're insignificant to him. Do you hear that, Pascal?" Astre asked. "You know what to do, Chageroix."

Pascal stood up and held up his dual shotgun-pistols, and glared at Cruz. He took a quick moment to rapidly analyze his surroundings, though the third drink was taking its toll and he struggled to focus. He planned on letting Baph do most of the work here.

[Florida Z]

Astre lands dramatically and stands up straight. He exhales and runs a hand through his hair.

"Regretting letting him off now, huh?" Astre then pointed his rapier at Cruz. "You, cur, were you really willing to take me and my squad with you to kill the brat?"

Pascal watched, intently, prepared to shoot if anything were to happen to Astre.

Cruz stands there, barely in touch with reality. "What? You mean, kill you and your people in the process? Wasn't my intent, no... but I won't bother stopping if someone got in the way." He looks around for a moment, "Goodness, quite the opposition we gathered here today, all this, just for me?"

The girl continued to grip her katana tightly.

"Whaddya want, anyway? This town's already bad enough without someone smashing a semi through it."

[Low bloods]

"Why do I get the feeling the party is just getting started."

The old knight took a heavy swig of his drink and placed it on the bar counter for a refill.

Vixen refills the drink with an unusual wide grin "I've never been so interested."

A bit of the rubble crashed down as this occurred shadow creaturesstarted to pour out from under the tables in an effort to rebuilt.

[Ozzy]

The girl continued to grip her katana tightly.

"Whaddya want, anyway? This town's already bad enough without someone smashing a semi through it."

Baph slowly approaches the stranger and indeed mutters something about regretting letting him walk away, "I dunno what your deal is with me, or who you even are, but you are going down now, mate." She unsheathes her little dagger.

"Ah, so we're insignificant to him. Do you hear that, Pascal?" Astre asked. "You know what to do, Chageroix."

Pascal stood up and held up his dual shotgun-pistols, and glared at Cruz. He took a quick moment to rapidly analyze his surroundings, though the third drink was taking its toll and he struggled to focus. He planned on letting Baph do most of the work here.

"Well that is a damn shame, we could have been allies had your van not been parked so precariously. You think so highly of yourselves yet you are fighting alongside a demon, even if that is by accident or without a choice, it's disgusting and it's dishonorable." He stated in a very exasperated tone before pointing at katana lady. "I drove around you, you could at least turn the other cheek to this situation."

[Kitsune France]

"Well that is a damn shame, we could have been allies had your van not been parked so precariously. You think so highly of yourselves yet you are fighting alongside a demon, even if that is by accident or without a choice, it's disgusting and it's dishonorable." He stated in a very exasperated tone before pointing at katana lady. "I drove around you, you could at least turn the other cheek to this situation."

"But... I am not... forget it, enough talk, you made me angry now." Baphy easily leaps on top of the pile of rubble and delivers a quick flurry of knife swings against Cruz, despite being determined to slice him to pieces, she was not giving that sadistic grin most demons do when they fight. She was more annoyed than anything at this point.

Vixen refills the drink with an unusual wide grin "I've never been so interested."

A bit of the rubble crashed down as this occurred shadow creaturesstarted to pour out from under the tables in an effort to rebuilt.

Cloverleaf freaks out and hides under one of said tables. "Oh my lord, what is happening out there? Did you see it Mister Vixen? The explosions, the flaming axe, the kickass dude with the big sword!? I haven't seen action like this in ages!"

[Ozzy]

"But... I am not... forget it, enough talk, you made me angry now." Baphy easily leaps on top of the pile of rubble and delivers a quick flurry of knife swings against Cruz, despite being determined to slice him to pieces, she was not giving that sadistic grin most demons do when they fight. She was more annoyed than anything at this point.

"NOT WHAT!? A naturally evil parasite!?" He hissed in return, parrying the demon's attacks while his metal arm blocks the blade with a shower of sparks. Baphomet may have already revealed herself to be quite quick, but so was Cruz, and he was clearly someone who saw plenty of action. After one of the blocks, he counter attacks with a strike between her ribs, while it won't do much to a demon, the goal was to keep her off balance as much as possible.

[Veise]

"Well that is a damn shame, we could have been allies had your van not been parked so precariously. You think so highly of yourselves yet you are fighting alongside a demon, even if that is by accident or without a choice, it's disgusting and it's dishonorable." He stated in a very exasperated tone before pointing at katana lady. "I drove around you, you could at least turn the other cheek to this situation."

"This lobotomite thinks we could've been allies. Show him what I think of that, Pascal."

Pascal couldn't shoot his guns with Baph in the way. Even at his state, he knew he had to go into melee. He discarded his guns and drew a strangely large cavalry saber, then jumped (literally) towards Cruz.

In the meanwhile, Astre walked around the table and began trying to get Rachel and Gunther back awake.

[Florida Z]

"But... I am not... forget it, enough talk, you made me angry now." Baphy easily leaps on top of the pile of rubble and delivers a quick flurry of knife swings against Cruz, despite being determined to slice him to pieces, she was not giving that sadistic grin most demons do when they fight. She was more annoyed than anything at this point.

"NOT WHAT!? A naturally evil parasite!?" He hissed in return, parrying the demon's attacks while his metal arm blocks the blade with a shower of sparks. Baphomet may have already revealed herself to be quite quick, but so was Cruz, and he was clearly someone who saw plenty of action. After one of the blocks, he counter attacks with a strike between her ribs, while it won't do much to a demon, the goal was to keep her off balance as much as possible.

With every bit of anger and annoyedness in her body, katana lady told him to

*COOL IT!!!*

She attempted to slash at Cruz's arm to defend Baphy.

[Kitsune France]

"NOT WHAT!? A naturally evil parasite!?" He hissed in return, parrying the demon's attacks while his metal arm blocks the blade with a shower of sparks. Baphomet may have already revealed herself to be quite quick, but so was Cruz, and he was clearly someone who saw plenty of action. After one of the blocks, he counter attacks with a strike between her ribs, while it won't do much to a demon, the goal was to keep her off balance as much as possible.

The strike between her ribs did nothing to stop her, although she does lose footing a bit, causing her to be on the defensive side of the fight. The goat demoness works to straight up avoid any oncoming attacks to areas deemed sensitive to mortals, when other people began tackling Cruz, she takes another jab (literally) at the maniac.

[Ozzy]

"This lobotomite thinks we could've been allies. Show him what I think of that, Pascal."

Pascal couldn't shoot his guns with Baph in the way. Even at his state, he knew he had to go into melee. He discarded his guns and drew a strangely large cavalry saber, then jumped (literally) towards Cruz.

In the meanwhile, Astre walked around the table and began trying to get Rachel and Gunther back awake.

With every bit of anger and annoyedness in her body, katana lady told him to

*COOL IT!!!*

She attempted to slash at Cruz's arm to defend Baphy.

The strike between her ribs did nothing to stop her, although she does lose footing a bit, causing her to be on the defensive side of the fight. The goat demoness works to straight up avoid any oncoming attacks to areas deemed sensitive to mortals, when other people began tackling Cruz, she takes another jab (literally) at the maniac.

The man dives in attempt to avoid the oncoming saber attack from Pascal, swerving to rip the door off the semi truck and use it to uppercut Baphy while his metal arm clashed against the other girl's katana in a burst of sparks, ending his swerve with a look of utter spite on his haggard face. Cruz was fighting too many people at this point, and eventually it will be more than he can handle.

[Low bloods]

"Well that is a damn shame, we could have been allies had your van not been parked so precariously. You think so highly of yourselves yet you are fighting alongside a demon, even if that is by accident or without a choice, it's disgusting and it's dishonorable." He stated in a very exasperated tone before pointing at katana lady. "I drove around you, you could at least turn the other cheek to this situation."

"But... I am not... forget it, enough talk, you made me angry now." Baphy easily leaps on top of the pile of rubble and delivers a quick flurry of knife swings against Cruz, despite being determined to slice him to pieces, she was not giving that sadistic grin most demons do when they fight. She was more annoyed than anything at this point.

Vixen refills the drink with an unusual wide grin "I've never been so interested."

A bit of the rubble crashed down as this occurred shadow creaturesstarted to pour out from under the tables in an effort to rebuilt.

Cloverleaf freaks out and hides under one of said tables. "Oh my lord, what is happening out there? Did you see it Mister Vixen? The explosions, the flaming axe, the kickass dude with the big sword!? I haven't seen action like this in ages!"

"I might have, I don't remember." He shrugged and stared at the hole in the building "But odd enough I don't really feel like butting in on it all.
Maybe some other time.
Or perhaps someone else will beat me to it."

[Florida Z]

"This lobotomite thinks we could've been allies. Show him what I think of that, Pascal."

Pascal couldn't shoot his guns with Baph in the way. Even at his state, he knew he had to go into melee. He discarded his guns and drew a strangely large cavalry saber, then jumped (literally) towards Cruz.

In the meanwhile, Astre walked around the table and began trying to get Rachel and Gunther back awake.

With every bit of anger and annoyedness in her body, katana lady told him to

*COOL IT!!!*

She attempted to slash at Cruz's arm to defend Baphy.

The strike between her ribs did nothing to stop her, although she does lose footing a bit, causing her to be on the defensive side of the fight. The goat demoness works to straight up avoid any oncoming attacks to areas deemed sensitive to mortals, when other people began tackling Cruz, she takes another jab (literally) at the maniac.

The man dives in attempt to avoid the oncoming saber attack from Pascal, swerving to rip the door off the semi truck and use it to uppercut Baphy while his metal arm clashed against the other girl's katana in a burst of sparks, ending his swerve with a look of utter spite on his haggard face. Cruz was fighting too many people at this point, and eventually it will be more than he can handle.

The katana proved unable to cause any meaningful damage to the metal arm, despite katana lady's best efforts. She now attempted a slice at his side.

[Volzhkerix]

Into the chaos of the Ram’s Head Saloon stepped a four-legged creature resembling an unusual fusion of arthropod, mollusc and cnidarian features. Much of her body was violet, with small Ptah es of yellow. Her six trios of eyes examined her surrounding, her numerous head orifices remaining still. Two stubby arms protruded from the lowest portion of her “head”- which also happened to be her body. A bony tail emerged from her rear, and a large oviductor came from her head. From the woman’s back extended six structures, releasing a steady stream of pherohormones. She had not come alone, either. Behind her, a pair of simile beings stepped, though larger, with protrusions coming from their jaws, no oviductors or back protrusions, and their tails ending in enormous barbs.

The woman herself was a princess- Rialzhet- and her children, Volzhkerix soldiers, were R’Kana and R’Zaran. The trio stepped into the establishment, took note of an ongoing confrontation, and avoided it. It was not in her interest to fight. Instead, she stepped over to the counter. In a set of inhuman noises, she communicated her intent to the barkeeper, hoping her pheromonal communications would also make it through. “Such chaos already,” she proclaimed. “May I have a drink?”

[Vrijstaat Limburg]

Meijers the goat herder watched the violence and the odd occurences play out right in front of him, feeling seriously irritated and unsympathetic towards the people that had been causing this ruckus. He turned towards the two sitting at his table, and went: "Hate these lot. You're here to grab uh quick drink, maybe to, uhm, cool off. Not to blast that ol' hole in the wall. Starting to really get on my nerves, all this." he said, barely able to say an entire sentence without thinking, stuttering or saying Dutch words by accident.

He takes a swig of his pint, and looks over to the South African man. "I'd just start mixing those cards if I were you. Doesn't seem like anybody else is interested." he said, glancing over to the valuables that had been placed on the table.

[The Hell Legions]

A diminutive, child-like figure entered through the front door. She wore a simple white blouse with puffy shoulders and sleeves that flared out by the hands, with red ribbons tied around the cuffs. The collar was black, with red trim. She wore a black corset as well, which also had red trim, and a mid-length, black, pleated skirt with a red stripe near the bottom, with crinoline underneath. On her legs were red and black striped tights, and she wore black flats with a pink bow on each. Her long, rosy hair was held up in twin tails at the base of her head, each one extending to her butt, which curved away from her body almost like wings, and which were held up by long cerise ribbons. On top of her head were a few white roses made from cloth, which were positioned near her long, goat-like horns which flowed backwards and away from her head, past her pointed ears. Her long tail had a magenta bow tied around it, near the spade tip. She smiled warmly as she walked in, resting her right hand against the door frame. Her right hand was a large, cybernetic piece, just visible outside her right sleeve, the cuff of which was tattered. The hand was almost a piece of art into itself, but it's delicate and elegant nature contrasted against the large, claw-like fingers which could easily rend through steel like butter.

"Hello, my lovelies~" she said in a sweet, sing-song voice. "I'm sorry to ask this on such short notice... but would you be able to serve drinks to a full battalion?"

[Low bloods]

To all those that asked for drinks Vixen replied "Sure what'll it be." As he then hears that a large order would be coming in "If you write all the orders down I can make it happen."

[Veise]

The man dives in attempt to avoid the oncoming saber attack from Pascal, swerving to rip the door off the semi truck and use it to uppercut Baphy while his metal arm clashed against the other girl's katana in a burst of sparks, ending his swerve with a look of utter spite on his haggard face. Cruz was fighting too many people at this point, and eventually it will be more than he can handle.

Pascal spun on his heel almost immediately and rushed Cruz again. He chose not to telegraph his attack, but would swing horizontally once he was in range.

Meijers the goat herder watched the violence and the odd occurences play out right in front of him, feeling seriously irritated and unsympathetic towards the people that had been causing this ruckus. He turned towards the two sitting at his table, and went: "Hate these lot. You're here to grab uh quick drink, maybe to, uhm, cool off. Not to blast that ol' hole in the wall. Starting to really get on my nerves, all this." he said, barely able to say an entire sentence without thinking, stuttering or saying Dutch words by accident.

He takes a swig of his pint, and looks over to the South African man. "I'd just start mixing those cards if I were you. Doesn't seem like anybody else is interested." he said, glancing over to the valuables that had been placed on the table.

Astre glared and waved his rapier around. "Hey, dumbass, look at me. Look at me and say that again."

[Vrijstaat Limburg]

"Hey, dumbass, look at me. Look at me and say that again."

The 63-year-old sighed. He looked over to the other two humanoids at his table, with a tired expression on his face. He calmly placed his pint of lager opposite of him, and stood up from his chair. Opposite of him stood an elitist, a nobleman of high regard. Sjon had fought against the exact same privileged twats, the exact same bloated, blue-blooded bastards who occupied his country for more than two hundred years. He inspected the boy, and noticed how he was slinging around a thin sword. Meijers looked him in the face and boldly responded:

"Picking fights with old men, are we? I haven't seen your bravery ever since the Royal Army pulled out of Limburg two years ago. Is your sword so thin because you're compensating for your fat, runny mouth?
Let me enjoy my drink and game of poker. Contrary to yourself, I'm not sitting in this bar all day long. I'm just taking a break and I'll be right back to herding my sheep after I've drank my pint and taken these 100 Euro's home.
You can protest all you like, but my patience for protestors, just like my patience for protestants, is on the shorter side, so I wouldn't bother if I were you."