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Triporea wrote:

The moment the mighty beast ambushed the doctor he slipped on his helmet and raised his carbine. Knowing he was too weak to really make a dash, Peckrind stood. The planet had an atmosphere, though tainted, so he could rely upon his ethersuit’s air supply before he would need to rely upon the filtration system. Bashing out the window of the pilothouse he fired four shots in rapid succession at the beast’s face and centre of mass. Hoping to probe its body to see where it was weakest. The doctor quickly realised the situation when with each shot his body reacted with sharp pain across his abdomen. Gritting his teeth he recalled the battle of Wide Field Bluff, in a similar situation, when faced down with a detachment of confederate mechs, the Bezannins were forced to retreat. As a combat surgeon returning from the eastern front lines to the massacre at the bluff, Peckrind had been blown from his vehicle and nearly crushed. Surviving without losing much more than his right foot to the fire. This doctor knew pain and how to push through for survival. He began controlled bursts of shots to various points on the tree. He simply paid no mind to the murine like folk who entered the scene with their energy weaponry, hoping he wouldn’t have to turn his rifle to them.

The bullets of the Doctors gun whizzed through the contorted fleshy bark beast, it let out hisses of pain, as bark and flesh regrew over its wounds. One of its contorted, convulsing, throbbing, hands swiped at Doctor, as it refocused its attention towards the rat men, clearly seeing them as a greater threat. It let out another ear piercing, blood chilling shriek, as it seemed to contort more. It’s bodying twisting into abominable, unnatural shapes, gross appendages, which throbbed and almost blinked extended from its fleshy bark, its flesh branches morphing into hideous roaring mouths, with teeth which vibrated and pulsed in its horrendous mouths.

The preacher among the rat men, continued its ferocious assault upon the tree beast. The Green electricity ripped through the beast, burning limbs and cutting massive holes in the creature, which seemed to only heal seconds later as its mass continued to grow as it shot forward. The large rat man, would be the first to open fire. His gun releasing a dozen shots rapidly. The bullets crashing into various parts of the beast, which then began to puff up. The beast roared in confusion, as many of its limbs grew thicker and thicker, poars opening up the creature and green puss spewing out, it shrieked in pain as the limbs got more bloated and bloated, before they exploded. Sending green putrid goop, which stunk of feces, everywhere. The Tree beast fell slightly, as it roared, as the giant ran man began to reload his gun, as the green electricity toar and ripped through the monster. It let out a shriek, as from its mouth more branches came form, jagged and sharp, like rock, and launched forward at the Preacher and the Giant. To only be intercepted, by the jittery dwarf rat creature, who jumped and let out a cackle of madness, as it pulled from its back a tubular device, which then spewed out a substance made of only purest white, the substance shrieked and compelled, seeming to bend reality around it, before it struck the beast, ripping through its new limbs and seeming to utterly disentrate them, with something almost deeper also being disintegrated in the process.
The Tree beast, tried to back away, try to escape from the rat men's advance. The Doctor could see the creature try to skitter away, in fear, in panic, and the rat men pushing forward each one taking great...pleasure in its suffering. He could see the Preacher smirk, with sadistic pleasure as he heard the creature roar in pain from its green electricity, which ripped its limbs apart. He could see the Giants eyes, show delight and wonder as each limb exploded, from its sickly bullets. He could hear the erratic laughter of the other rat man, as the beast roared in pain and seemed to almost be...begging for mercy, as more limbs roze from the creature, trying to defend itself as struck at the rat men. It then shrieked as purple light crashed against it, the moderately sized rat men walking forward, holding the muzzle of his gun out, which produced a massive purple beam which incinerated through the beast.

And before the Doctors eyes, he could see the Rat men all encroach on the creature, blinding fury, joy, hatred, pleasure in all there's, as the creatures body was ripped apart, from electricity, bullets, white reality substance and the purple beam, before all that was left, was a simple twig which tried to crawl away, like a pathetic, fear filled worm. It tried to crawl, before being stepped on by the moderately sized rat man, who then looked up at the Doctor, soon followed by each of rat men also looking at the Doctor. The Preacher was the first one to step forward, and spoke in the most broken basic he had ever heard. “Gree-Greetings, O-oh-Bless-blessing Of -Gabriel, yo-your fo-rm highly intrigues m-e.” he said, as he took several steps forward, his hands still clenched together, as he stared the doctor right in his eyes.