Thread: A New Low (iridium248)

Skags come in several varieties. There are Skag Pups. Skag Whelps- Names which are deceptive, as they make the ornery creatures sound decidedly less lethal than they are When your typical Skag is a three-jawed omnivore that eats anything, and yurfs out everything else, it's easy to see why they're native to Pandora- Anything less vicious simply couldn't hope to survive on a planet as barren, as blasted... -Then you had those which spat acid, those which were so badly mutated, even by Pandora's standard, that a thick layer of chitin and bony growths bulged beneath an already really thick hide...About the only thing Skags couldn't do was fly, and that was simply because most of the aerial predators were just a lethal. That niche had already been filled. The crowd had been indulging in whatever depravities it needed to turn them all into hyperactive, bloodthirsty monkeys- A thick roar of mingled lust and blood-hunger rattled the zinc roofing, calling out suggestions and lewd threats They were literally slavering over the sight of the gorgeous Siren, sauntering oh-so-sexily into the crude ring...When they saw what she was wearing, those lacy panties and a lacier bra, beneath ammo belts and the webbing-straps of the rusty weapons Lilith had plundered from, well, all over the planet, the roar got only louder ! Lilith tossed her head back, vamping for the camera- Ah, showbiz, she purred, in that smoky voice of hers, entirely aware of the eyes greedily devouring every inch of her lovely form...And of the skags, waiting to devour her, too. But literally. They all wanted a piece of her And the hot air tingled on her bare skin, as if to remind her how very, very exposed she was...Though with a brisk shake of her head, the lovely redhead squared her shoulders, reaching from her trusty combat rifle! The gates screeched open, and the first of the skags came bounding hungrily past the bars- Those things were always hungry, triple-jaws gnashing the air for more, more, more...Right up to the point where the first bursts of fire stuttered from the weapon's molded barrel. Literally fire. Apparently, somewhere, Lilith had found a gun that shot flaming bullets. She was using the same technique that'd served her so well in her travails across the surface- Backpedal like hell, shooting all the way, and start dodging like crazy! The first skag walloped over, as it took most of the magazine- The two rushing alongside it promptly split, peeling away to come at the woman from the sides, as the other three lead a hungry, slavering charge! One didn't make the leap- It tumbled over the flaming corpse of it's packmate, and the curvy redhead promptly gave it the last few shells in the magazine, just because! She'd taped them together, end-to-end, jungle-style...And those slim but strong fingers moved fast, as she snapped the empty one off, spun it around, loaded in another... Ugghhhhh!!! And stumbled back, as one particularly canny skag raked her from behind! It's razor-sharp claws drew lines of fire down her back, slicing right through the straps of her black bra- Her rifle's stock bashed it right in the head, pitching it back...Right before the Siren crammed the Cobra halfway down the main maw! -That's one hell of a mouth you got there, boy, Lilith gasped from between gritted teeth...She squeezed the trigger, and kept holding it, until fire and death ate the spasming creature out from within! The crowd's cheers were deafening. They wanted blood- The skag pack pounced, all three of them at once, right for her... -Now, on the bus, Lilith had met a trio of interesting characters. A sly little weasel of a man, with that equally mean hawk of his, who went for the eyes- And fingers, if it could- of anyone who got too close. A tactiturn soldier, who had a mobile turret- More like a bunker, really- he'd duck behind when there was shooting. And a big, big bruiser, who simply was very tough. No one likes being hit- A hot woman even less. Lilith ducked, with a gasp, letting go of her weapon- Amateur mistake, right off the bat- And wasn't there to be hit. She went translucent, then transparent, and the skags met in midair...Right before a crackling wave of lightning swept over the skags!! The first two pitched over, then sizzled as a second sheet of chain lightning washed forth from the de-ghosting woman...Smelling like fried cockroaches, as they popped and burst, riling under the stuttering of pinpoint fire! The last one went for her anyway, and those sharp teeth bit at her, slashing a deep gash down her side...Only to feel a shotgun's snub-nosed muzzle press into it's jaw! Say hello to the disco for me, Lilith panted- And a buckshot blast hurled the thing's broken body against the wall! As the energy died from her, she slumped, just a little...Battered, bruised, and nicked countless times, in the brief encounter, her skimpy lingerie hanging off from her in tatters! She waved to the crowd, a sardonic little flip of her wrist...Then blew a wet, juicy kiss to them, bending over low and deep to really show them the goods! Mmmm, thanks for a great night, boys the Siren cooed, with a brisk shake of her head...Looking absolutely gorgeous as she stepped daintily over the blackened bodies. That bastard better have the money .