NPF Avatars 5 - Part Vampire, Part Warrior, Carnivore and Voyeur

[Astral Harmony]

"Damn, and me without a flamethrower or freezer gun. I don't stand a chance against those things."

Then she saw Nikose's tactic. Looking back at the jams, Armored took a moment to ponder a cosplay with which to battle using the same means. The Body Builder had the strongest stomach for eating lots of jams out of all of them, but Armored didn't like the idea of consuming monsters that were still alive. Thinking a little more, Armored came up with a form she could use on the blue jams at least.

"Engage the BUTTSECKS! Transform!"
Armored transformed from Bunny Girl Bishoujo to Mecha Girl Bishoujo in a simple magical girl transformation sequence that involved lots of light and cool CGI that tore away her bunny girl costume and almost completely incased her body in sleek, shiny cyborg armor. After the sequence was complete, Armored targeted the nearest blue jam and let him have some laser eye beam action. Another blue jam tried to jump her, but was thrown back against the wall by a well timed knee missile that detonated, leaving a black sunburst marking on the otherwise undamaged wall. "Sorry, Wizard." Armored apologized. "But look on the bright side: you'll have plenty of overtime hours."
Unfortunately, she didn't have any cosplays that used ice elemental attacks, and the only tactic she could think of would be to transform into the Body Builder and try out that cosplay's iron stomach.

[The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk]

"This certainly is a big round room", Hawk observed dryly as he entered the chamber, casting a glance around the room for any hostilities. He ignored the Friends Reunited meeting that then took place, apparantly quite a few of these guys knew the janitor here, and instead waited patiently for them to move on.

But there was no time to move on, as then various blobs of elemental stickiness fell from the ceiling.

Just who the FUCK developed this security system?!, he thought to himself with bewilderment. Never, in all of time and space, has so much wierd shit happened to me than with the NPF.

"Hmm, flans eh?," he muttered to himself, trying to get focused on the attacking forces rather than the insanity of this building.

"Jam," REI informed them all. Whatever, you say tomAto I say tomato.

From what he remembered of flans they were magic casters, highly resistant to physical damage but highly vulnerable to opposing elements. His guns were probably going to be hugely ineffective against them but it was worth testing that theory first and foremost. Hawk drew his Warbringer and held down the trigger, raking shots across the flans before him. The 9mm bullets pounded into them and blew away small chunks, but they quickly reformed and began moving in Hawks direction, suddenly aggro'd by his attack.

Seeing the attack fail Hawk began slowly walking backwards, switching his Warbringer out for his Peacemaker and firing two 45. rounds into the nearest jam. The red jam staggered backwards from the first shot and the second blew it apart but within seconds it began to repair itself. Well there goes that idea. Guns were no more use here and Hawk had only one defence against what had now become a very pissed off fire flan. He holstered his gun and transformed. And not a moment too soon, no sooner had he become his cursed form than the flan and several of its kin attacked, launching fireballs and a couple of ice blasts but fortunately no lightning bolts were forthcoming. Using his air control Hawk quickly moved himself out of the path of most of the incoming projectiles and fired off an airblast at the last fireball that headed his way. The two attacks connected in mid-air and cancelled each other out with a WHOOMPF, scorching the nice clean floor as they did so.

TWID was gona have a hell of a clean up job after this one.