Julia
Steel Scavengers
Dread metal derby, Lytala Slums
Affected RP'ers: @Neo Emolga, @Velocity

It was one of those moments where your thoughts just couldn't really keep up with your actions. Before Julia knew it the Hearse in front of her had blown to bits, overheated most likely, considering the sweltering heat coming from the ocean of flames around her. As the boiling wave of air from the exploding car washed past her, Julia heard a cackle and a yell from a distance down the street to her back.

"OH SEVREN AND MEVVAN...! I... I NEVER LOVED EITHER OF YOU! HA HA, HA HA, HA-HA-HA!"

It was the Black Lotus Raticate, apparently laughing maniacally at the deaths of their fellow Lotus members. The sight of his glee was rather chilling, even for an ice type like herself. Doubtless that she would be his next target, Julia did a quick scan of the Raticate, the Armored truck's gunner. Looked like he was holding a Grenade launcher. Her Iron Giant's armor wasn't going to be able to stand too many of those, but those launchers weren't the longest ranged, they'd have to drive closer to hit her, putting them in range of her own guns.

Good, I wonder if I can blow those 'nades up midair with the flamethrower... not gonna be easy to hit small.. targets... Julia's thought's trailed off as she saw the raticate suddenly toss the grenade launcher aside.

"EJECT!" Julia screamed, slamming a button and causing the glass dome covering her cockpit to pop open. Leaping out she jumped to the street below and sprinted for towards the burning hearse. For she know three things: First the black lotus were armed beyond the teeth and if they were throwing aside a grenade launcher, whatever they were picking up would be much worse. Second: Whatever it was was going to be an explosion even bigger than grenades, something her Iron Giant could already barely handle. And third: If she had to choose between sitting in her car to be blown into little meaty chunks or making a mad dash over a burning hearse, the latter was definitely the choice to make.

And so Julia did not see the raticate fire two rockets at her tank, nor did she hear them roaring through the air as she tried to climb over the least burning part of the Hearse. Burning metal seared under her feat, flames licking her sides. Smoke filled her vision and lungs, the fire was agony, twice as bad as normal on her Ice type body. All see could see and hear were the bright, crackling flames and smoke surrounding her as she gritted her teeth and tried to push for the less-on-fire street beyond. And then Rocket made their mark, resulting in a explosion so large the Iron Giant Shattered, the gas tanks fueling the flamethrower adding to the destruction, sending fire, smoke, and burning metal into the sky to rain down every adjacent area.

Julia felt herself, as well as the burning hearse beneath her, blown forward by the force of the explosion. And while The hearse merely Rolled slightly and caught on fire even more, Julia found herself thrown into the air to come crashing down, bouncing and scrapping along the paved and rocky street until her body finally came to a stop. Her mind was blank, her hearing gone, all she could feel was the burning pain all along her back, from her head to her ankles, and the hot, sticky blood falling from the places where her skin had been shredded by the pavement. But her troubles were not yet over, for the burning remains of the Iron Giant were returning to the ground they'd been blasted off, and a rather unfortunately chunk of Metal landed on Julia's left shoulder. She couldn't really feel her bones shatter, at least not as sharply as she should have. Her brain seemed to have become numb from the pain she'd already received from all her burns, skin tearing, and heavy hits from being thrown down the street.

All he could do was lay there, weekly coughing the smoke out of her lungs. If the thought had been able to cross her mind she might have found solace in that there were now two burning wrecks between herself and the Black Lotus Raticate. But as it was all she knew was what was right in front of her blurry vision: more fire. She felt tired, numb, ready to close her eyes for a good, long sleep. And as her lids closed the fire blurred, so suddenly it was as if Theo, his head and back flames blazing, sat before her. He seemed to smile at her, the same kindhearted smile he always seemed to have with him. As if to say it was Ok, that he didn't blame her for dying like this.

But.. that wasn't right. That wasn't the Theo she knew. The Theo she knew wouldn't let her die like this, to let her just give up. And Julia blinked, the apparition vanishing from her eyes to be replaced with the nightmare she was truly in. Theo was surely watching this. She Would Not Die like this, not with him helplessly watching from behind some screen. She still had two legs and one arm, she could still fight. And, filled with a passion burning hotter and brighter than the flames consuming the buildings either side of her, The weavile pushed herself to her feet. And despite her left arm hanging uselessly by her side, she began to walk carefully down the street - away from the burning Hearse and her Obliterated Iron Giant. Raul and his Hornet Had vanished from the street long before, something julia would chew him out abut if they both made it out alive.

Her movements were unbalanced due to her broken arm, and each step sent a jolt of pain through her from her bleeding scrapes and burns, but Julia persisted until she'd reached the end of the street when something new caught her attention. A rumbling Hum of a light engine, followed quickly by the appearance of a lightly armored Buggy, adapted to be able to seat the dragalge driving it. The Dragalge spotted Julia immediately and sped over to her. However he didn't raise any guns or weapons at the weavile, instead driving up close and gloating,

"Hee-YEA! Looky here a broken bodied weavile! What's that? Yee lose your precious tank car? I saw yee earlier blowing them lotus freaks up. Thanks for takin 'em out for me! Waste their big guns of mons like yee." The Dragalge laughed at Julia's pain and misfortune and continued, "Well, I don't wanna keep yee waitin. Not gonna waste my ammo an yee, just a little beet of Poison to push you over that edge. Now don't yee be trying anything!"

The dralgage added his last warning as Julia thrust her working hand into her tool belt, seeming as if to pull out a weapon. The Dragalge gave her no such chance, spitting a sludge bomb at her. A direct hit. And the poison type laughed, laughed and laughed and failed to notice Julia moving toward him until it was too late. Because Julia hadn't pulled out a weapon, she'd touched her Blaze Jewel, changing her type to Steel. Immune to poison the sludge bomb had done nothing to her, and as the dragalge laughed itself hoarse over what he thought was her death she stepped forward and slammed the pokemon across the head with and Iron Claw. The dragalge, compeltely caught off guard, toppled sideways out of his buggy. Grabbing one of the poison type's small hand guns from his seat Julia fired one, two, three rounds into his head and body, each bullet marked with a splash of blood and a sad little convulsion of pain.

Khilter the Dragalge (independent) has been Eliminated

Slowly dragging herself with her good arm Julia pulled herself into the now vacant buggy. She paused to take stock. A few small hand guns, one heavier gun mounted on the top of the buggy, and a few grenades stashed under the seat. Taking note of the measly weapon supply, Julia sat in the dragalge's custom seat -something she was somewhat grateful for, as its odd shape, while uncomfortable in normal sense, lessened the amount of burnt skin she had to sit on. Now she needed to think of a plan. She only had two choices. Escape. Or survive until it was just her and someone else to attempt a 1 on 1 victory. Neither seemed very likely as the fires swelled and the air rippled with heat on all sides.

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Raul, meanwhile, had taken the fastest route he could away from the sight of the hearse's destruction. He'd been zooming around the streets enough to get a sense for their general layout and as such was soon heading back toward the same street he'd just left, this time chasing down a Yellow behemoth he'd passed on his way to help Julia. Stupid Weavile, he'd known she was going to need his help at some point with that bulky monstrosity.

Taking another turn at breakneck speed -something he was rather good at- the Furret spotted his Target, and more. Down the road was the Extra large bulldozer and its three extra large inhabitants, how those three giant pokemon had all fit in there was a mystery to the furret but that was a mystery for another time. For not i=only had he spotted the Bulldozer but The bulldozer's own target: An Armored Truck belonging to the black Lotus. The Bulldozer seemed to be doing a full on assault, all guns blazing, trying to take down the truck.

Raul, taking advantages where he could, shot forward and, slipping through the small gap between the burning houses and the bulldozer, skidded out into the street behind the armored truck. The Hornet's Twin machine guns began to flash, raining bullets down on any and every tire he could lay eyes on. Staying still wasn't an option and he began to zip around, taking hard turns and swerving, circling the truck and bulldozer as much as he could, aiming his guns at any tires that appeared in front of him. The Bulldozer's side gunner fired several rounds at him only to be stopped by his Bullet-proof bubble. If he could just immobilize both vehicles they'd be forced to shoot each other to bits which would give Raul an opportunity to slip away. All he had to do was keep moving. Keep moving and hope he didn't get blown up...

(Sorry for taking so long to reply, I've been vacationing with relatives and I haven't had as much time as I thought I would have. Here's some easy targets to make up for it :D)