Really Ghetto ''Valley of Death''

[Silver Eyes]

I nearly snorted my yogurt out through my nose. Thanks. xP

[Eos]

I'm still dying from reading this. Anyone down for page two? These can take a while to edit to make them look just like the post XD

[Ayen]

More! More! More!

[Red Queen]

Nov 17, 2012 19:09:21 GMT -6 Eos said:

I'm still dying from reading this. Anyone down for page two? These can take a while to edit to make them look just like the post XD

Yes please.

[Garrus Vakarian]

You can't just cut us off when there are more lulz to be had. You must finish what you have begun!

[Silver Eyes]

That's sum busta-ass shit, G!

[Tajna Rasha]

Miracle

It was Miracle turn ta take a step forward n' allow her holy powers ta do they thang ta tha guardz n' soldiers dat defended tha hood. Through Yahwehz powers tha seemingly weak lookin pimps now wielded pimped out courage n' possessed tha strength of twenty men, becomin formidable foes against even tha likez of tha Arashi. Miracle turned her head once mo' as Sparda came up on tha scene, dat hybrid still not far behind as it looked they would have help from what tha fuck tha pimps saw as tha least likely of allies yo, but they couldn't complain. That would be foolish.

"Our thugged-out asses force it back."

Miracle returned her gaze ta tha Arashi, eyes dead set towardz itz as when even tha bangin lyrics was spoken her ass still stood there unshaken, her faith bustin her stronger wit each wakin moment. It would be easy as fuck ta forget her age up in such a situation, her wisdom n' juice done cooked up her a biatch before her physical form would support such a status.

"Now I beseech you, brethren, mark em which cause divisions n' offences contrary ta tha doctrine which ye have hustled; n' avoid them."

Miracle fuckin started her march, it started up slow but soon it would increase up in speed towardz tha Arashi, tha pimps wit they polearms raised close behind n' her ass knew dat tha others whoz ass stood by her side would not waver.

"Now is tha end come upon thee, n' I will bust mine anger upon thee, n' will judge thee accordin ta thy ways, n' will recompense upon thee all thine abominations!" her ass shouted at Apa before her march turned tha fuck into a run, sword held up high n' it sharp edge locked n loaded ta cut down tha Arashi where it stood.

[Tajna Rasha]

Amoura

Da muthafuckin righteous shall fall upon tha wicked...

Those lyrics; where did her ass hear them, biatch? No, Amoura knew whoz ass holla'd dat specific line: a bein up in a white mask wit black, hollow eyes. But some shiznit wasn't muthafuckin right. It was akin ta struttin tha fuck into a room yo ass was familiar wit with only ta find tha vase was placed by tha bed rather than tha window fo' realz. Amoura blinked rainwata from her eyes, gritted her teeth against tha cold n' managed ta push aside her discomfort ta remember a certain portion.

Da muthafuckin righteous shall fall before tha wicked, n' all of Creation shall tremble before tha burnin standardz of Hell. Biatch recited; how tha fuck could her ass forget afta hearin it fo' all kindsa muthafuckin chillless nights?

Before not upon--that was tha difference, muthafucka! But was dat simple chizzle straight-up worth thankin over, biatch?

'Upon' n' 'Before' is two different lyrics all together fo' realz. Is yo ass straight-up dat primitizzle towardz yo' key language?

I thought tha nightmares had shut yo ass up, Other.

Just statin a fact. Now excuse me, therez a corna wit mah name on it n' a bear ta cuddle with. Where'd yo ass put tha ice cream?

Amoura rolled her eyes n' just as tha conversation had ceased, Miracle fuckin started tha charge ta Aper. Looks like her thoughtz on dat one word difference will have ta wait.

Though on a serious note, yo ass straight-up should be cautious wit this.

Da hybrid didn't reply n' ran wit everyone else ta hook up they foe head on. Conversation was not on her list of thangs ta do especially wit Otherz fascination wit dairy shizzle.

You...do know what tha fuck yo ass is bustin, muthafuckin right, biatch? I can smoke dis ice cream up in peace without worryin yo dirty ass is gonna do some shiznit foolish?

Again her ass was ignored. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Since Amoura was tha one whoz ass woke Aper, her ass may as well make tha straight-up original gangsta attack. Problem is her ass wasn't shizzle on what tha fuck her ass could do ta cause any damage against his muthafuckin ass.

Idiot, muthafucka! You're clueless as ta what tha fuck yo ass can do, muthafucka! Here, I have a idea n' then I be bout ta smoke dis chocolate mint. Itz like delicious.

Amoura stopped hustlin n' became rooted on tha spot. Then, against her will, her ass sprinted towardz Apa but at a angle so her ass ended up hustlin past his muthafuckin ass.

Other what tha fuck tha fuck is yo ass bustin?! Da propa question would be "How tha fuck tha hell is yo ass bustin that?" but Amoura was mo' concerned on what tha fuck her tactic was.

Just shut tha fuck up n' let mah crazy ass quit bustin yo ass look stupid.

You're already bustin mah crazy ass look stupid, muthafucka! You're goin tha wrong way!

Yo Ass wanna learn bout mo' of yo' abilities, biatch? Then again I request yo ass remain silent.

Amoura was a reasonable distizzle from Apa n' tha rest of tha fight when Other halted her body. This was becomin mo' n' mo' puzzlin by tha second.

This may hurt.

Wha--ouch!

Other had dug Amouraz claws tha fuck into her forehead, tearin away tha flesh all up in tha centa n' threw a bloody chunk of it down ta tha rain-soaked soil. Left behind was a bloody hole n' tha now pissed off hybrid was close ta demandin lyrics up in a not-so-lady-like manner. Other wasn't all dat all over explainin what tha fuck her ass was bustin but merely extended her hand ta brang up what tha fuck Amoura hadn't peeped up in a long-ass time: her seal. With simple movementz of her digits, big-ass portionz of it faded away until not a god damn thang existed--the seal had been banished but her ass wasn't shiftin ta her demon side.

Da thangs her ass had was answered up in tha form of a eye dat grew up of tha bloodied hole up in tha centa of her forehead. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Sight from it was blurred at first thankin bout it was still growin up in but all became focused up in a matta of seconds. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Seein wit three eyes was every last muthafuckin bit as normal as two fo' her, strangely enough yo, but some shiznit had drastically chizzled.

It was hard as fuck ta describe yo, but everyone had a color flowin around they bodies up in tha likenizz of a smooth, silk-like fog. Every time some muthafucka used a juice they had at they disposal, tha steady flow abruptly chizzled course at a certain portion of they body then resumed itz usual direction yo. Here came tha thangs again.

Yo Ass peep that, biatch? Dope, now listen closely: what tha fuck I just awoke was yo' 'Third Eye' dat yo ass had hidden under yo' layerz of seals fo' realz. Also, quit worrying, I be helpin ta keep tha balizzle between yo' two halves until yo ass learn how tha fuck ta do it yo ass. What yo ass peep around em is they aura but itz mo' than dat shit. When some muthafucka uses juice of any kind, dat flow is disrupted ta allow it ta happen. If yo ass pay close attention yo ass can quit dat from happenin fo' realz. Any disruption yo ass see, yo ass merely have ta cut all up in it wit yo' weapon since yo ass peep it clear as day. Or, if yo ass wish, interrupt tha natural flow all together. Itz hard as fuck ta say what tha fuck may come ta pass fo' tha Arashi if yo ass do dis but I imagine it'll at least distract his ass long enough fo' tha others ta do some damage. Now go.

Amoura pimped up her full attention onto Apa n' charged. That flow was around his ass but therez no spittin some lyrics ta what tha fuck her battle will do ta some shiznit of tha divine. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Still, it was worth a shot, muthafucka! Soon as her ass gotz close enough, Amoura raised her sword n' cut all up in it wit a loud battle cry. If it was at least a distraction, it may be worth dat shit.

[Tajna Rasha]

Aper

They charged fo' realz. A hood of warriors empowered by Yahweh: Like a pimped out wave of light, they advizzle was awe inspirin - overwhelmin - threatenin ta swallow all dat stood up in itz path like tha hand of Dogg, n' tha Arashi stood before it as a solitary bastion of darkness. Da lone sentinel had united a holy vigour like none had ever peeped up in millennia. Da earth shook wit tha criez of a thousand man. Da skies torn themselves apart wit tha roar of thunder. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Still, tha screams echoed not far away up in tha reachez of they minds.

‘‘Lux, Umbra, Vita, Mors, Concordia, Chaos…’’ Da lyrics carried themselves up in tha wind.

"At last tha storm surges forth from tha holy lands…’’ Dude fuckin started, head bowed, struttin ta hook up tha assault. ‘‘…and tha hand of destruction reaches up ta undo tha makin movesz of tha creator.’’ Eyes flaring, tha shadow’s grip tightened around itz slyrics, they length tracin tha silhouette of they wielder before bein ceremoniously drawn at each of itz sides. ‘‘Da tidez of judgment surge - locked n loaded ta smash down upon tha shorez of tha mortal ghetto - ta drown tha guilty n' tha innocent alike." It continued, tha tipz of itz weapons slicin tha earth before noticin tha biatch’s devious attack. ‘‘Da Arashi shall mete up his vengeizzle upon all flesh.’’ Gracefully, tha two slyrics was brought up in line before tha warrior, locked n loaded fo' what tha fuck was coming… but then some shiznit happened.

Da sentinel’s guard dropped.

‘‘And blood shall run as pimped out torrents.’’ Da lyrics silenced all else.

Da demoness’ blade struck tha Arashi’s juice n' became electrified wit darknizz before shatterin against tha sheer densitizzle of tha beast’s aura. Black wispy tendrils surrounded tha bein before a devastatin shockwave erupted. Da seemingly liquid shadows followed suit; spreadin up like grotesque tentacles, impalin n' maimin all em whoz ass had blindingly charged all up in tha sentinel. It was then dat they ears heard dat shit.

''Only then, shall they be saved.''

Da screams.

[Tajna Rasha]

Amoura

Amoura could feel tha blade slicin all up in some shiznit thick--chordz was bein severed n' whipped bout her muthafuckin ass. Was her battle victorious, biatch? No, some shiznit was goin wrong, muthafucka! Terribly wrong, muthafucka! Da aura was fluctuatin up in ways her ass never imagined fo' realz. All of it was up in disarray n' switchin directions up in unpredictable patterns--predictin what tha fuck could come ta pass was impossible.

Then it happened.

Amouraz sword shattered from tha sheer force of tha Arashiz juice n' shardz plunged tha fuck into her torso, neck, muthafuckin right shoulder, throat n' a especially big-ass one became lodged tha fuck into her skull. Da demonizz stared ahead up in disbelief at what tha fuck just happened--even Other was too stunned ta drop a rhyme fo' realz. Afta tha remainz of her weapons done cooked up contact, her blood sprayed up n' tha shockwave threw tha already weakened demon away from tha oncomin tentaclez tha fuck into tha mud.

Before her ass done cooked up contact wit tha wet earth n' skidded away, Amoura was dead ta tha ghetto. Right back up up in yo muthafuckin ass. Da hilt of her sword sank tha fuck into tha earth not too far from where her ass laid momentz later.

[K. O.!]

[Tajna Rasha]

Solomon

Da Arashi lyrics did not go unnoticed but there was no time ta think of anythang else except tha battle at hand. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Solomon stood by Miracle side as tha army of undead came ta take tha temple, when tha machine rose from tha ground n' when dat damned gray beast brought a hell demon tha fuck into his body n' now he would stand by her side once again against a even pimped outa foe, bellowin a pimped out battle cry like a hoe as he followed tha charge bein led by tha prized jewel of Aircano.

Da battle by tha olda purple headed female was bout ta brang bout tha crew wit serious consequences as he would feel tha least worse part of tha approachin shockwave before seein half tha hoodz defenses git destroyed by tha liquid shadows. Evasive maneuvers was used fo' Solomon ta avoid em as he was now grill ta grill wit tha beast brangin tha pimped out white sword down fo' itz head.

[Tajna Rasha]

Aper

It rained again. Da screams ripped all up in tha darknizz like tha sharp limbz of tha Arashi. Lightnin sliced tha monstrous scene up in segments. Bodies was torn, ragged, crushed n' flayed. Da blood curdled themselves shrieks themselves paled up in comparison ta tha psychic heat tha bein had exertin on tha area up in tha precedin blast. Da protection tha lil pimp offered had done itz work ta a fault - a shitload of tha pimps whoz ass was spared tha terrible designz of tha sentinel had instead dropped dead instantaneously; they mindz shattered from tha pulse.

But not Solomon.

Da man’s actions did not go unnoticed by Apa even as tha barrage of dark vines laid waste ta his crazy-ass men. With unshakable resolve, he held his sword high - locked n loaded ta strike all up in tha objec' of tha hood’s ruin. Da tentaclez fuckin started ta retract…

‘‘Deus Mortis.’’ Da lyrics was deafened by a metallic clash.

Da Arashi had brought up one of itz slyrics n' halted tha mighty blow of tha captain a inch away from itz head. With a single arm, tha warrior held Solomon’s blade without any sign of strain and effort. Quickly, it pushed tha man’s blade back up as naturally as it had stopped it, rockin tha Captain’s own momentum against him, throwin his ass back tha fuck into tha avaricious grasp of tha shadows .

‘‘Spiritus illius producit Mortem...’’

It rained blood.

[Tajna Rasha]

Sparda

While everyone else charged tha fuck into tha fray, Sparda elected ta linger n' wait fo' a opportunitizzle. Da carnage dat ensued struck his ass dumb; wit a single mighty blast of juice, tha beast had thrown back his thugged-out attackers, seemingly knockin Amoura unconscious n' proceedin ta assail Solomon wit tha innumerable black tendrils dat emerged from his ass as if part of his being.

But tha darknizz would not claim tha knight.

Seemingly up of nowhere, a disc of black n' purple smoke whirled tha fuck into bein between Solomon n' tha shadow - n' he fell all up in it, vanishin from sight fo' realz. At tha same stupid-ass moment, he would emerge from another such portal bout ten metres away, up of harmz way fo' now, nahmeean?

Da Arashi would be unwise ta allow itz attention ta linger on tha knight, fo' his next attacker would come chargin all up in tha darknizz up in dat instant. Da straight-up darknizz he had spawned was cleaved up in two, witherin away before a wave of demonic force; n' tha fuck into tha breach Sparda charged, a fleetin blur of violet streakin tha fuck into tha fray. Clutched up in his handz was a monstrous claymore, constructed of his fuckin lil' demonic juice n' given solid form, n' itz blade was enveloped up in a field of raw supanatural juice which hardened it ta a monomolecular edge.

Dude ignored tha incessant screams, shrugged off tha menstrual torment wrought by tha beast as if he heard nothang, n' focused only on his opponent. Da massive blade was brought down upon Apa up in a mighty downward swing...

Before tha Dark Knightz power, tha straight-up ground exploded around tha Arashi.

[Tajna Rasha]

Miracle

This was where her lil' small-ass form was truly a blessing. Miracle was able ta evade tha wrath of tha tendrils mo' easily than her comrades fo' realz. A silent prayer would go up ta tha lost as tha High Priestess came ta a quit ta witnizz mo' allies bein knocked back by tha Arashiz power, a juice her ass could not grasp much like her own godz infinite abilities. Miracle was bout ta assist her playa n' captain of tha army here until Sparda intervened so tha High Priestess now turned her attention on tha fallen hybrid, hustlin ta her side n' continuin ta dodge tha tendrils while approachin tha hybridz position.

Miracle gotz down ta one knee, her short sword still up in hand as her ass brought tha free one over Amoura fo' realz. A white glow burst forth from tha femalez palm as Miracle whispered, "Lord Yahweh, give dis warrior tha strength ta continue dis battle." Yahweh would hear her prayer fo' tha strength of her faith, peep all up in tha obvious impuritizzles from Amouraz powers n' allow tha healin ta take place, brangin tha hybrid back up ta 100% conditioning. They would need all tha handz they could get, neither one of em could afford ta be down n' up fo' too long.

[Tajna Rasha]

Kyal

((Goin ta Jump up in ta give everyone a epic fight Hope thatz aiiight!))

Kyal banked across tha landscape, followin tha trail of destruction below. It was certainly impressive if not a god damn thang else; n' yet all tha same stupid-ass rather on tha lil' small-ass side yo. Dude did not know tha creature dat had caused dis yo, but if Kyal wanted anythang else he would certainly have tried ta git his ass on his side.

As it was, biatch? Dude planned ta simply atomize his muthafuckin ass.

His white wings curled as he dived, soarin all up in a crack up in tha mountains before he came grill ta grill wit tha muthafuckin thang dat was apparently tryin ta cappin' everyone fo' realz. And fo' a Dogg dat wanted ta rule everyone, dat wasn't exactly helping, was it?

Dude noted from beneath his hood dat dis muthafuckin thang was powerful. It had decimated half of a army n' what tha fuck rocked up ta be nuff muthafuckin strong fightas wit a course of seconds. Even so, there wasn't a muthafuckin thang below dat could compare ta Kyal, fo' Kyal was a livin embodiment of creation - which also meant he was straight-up effectizzle at cappin' thangs too.

As he gotz closer, his wings vanished tha fuck into his back n' he landed gracefully a few hundred yardz behind Aper, knees bent ta absorb tha impact, tha ground crackin from tha force yo. Dude straightened his dirty ass.

"So yo ass is tha one causin all of dis mayhem?" Kyal was rappin clearly, addressin tha creature before his ass "I must say, I be impressed. Unfortunately I cannot allow yo ass ta continue. Yo Ass see, It is mah wish ta unite everyone beneath me..."

A big-ass bright orb was formin between his thugged-out lil' palms, so bright it hurt ta look into. It grew brighta n' brighta until it was almost a miniature sun, brimmin n' cracklin wit pure juice. It illuminizzled his black cape n' he unfurled his wings fully, raisin it up in one hand.

"AND YOU ARE JUST AN OBSTACLE!" Dude roared wit a voice like thunder, throwin tha orb towardz Apa wit all of his thugged-out lil' power.

Even if it was blocked, it would still do like a shitload of damage even if only ta tha tendrils, explodin up in a massive flash of bright light n' probably blowin a crata up in tha ground beneath where it hit fo' realz. At tha same stupid-ass moment he snapped his wild lil' fingers n' a big-ass golden spear grew up in his hand, expendin ta bout six feet up in length as he took ta tha air once mo'. Put yo muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel this!