Her wings spread, Jim prepared to do a flying charge by thrusting herself against the walls like she'd seen Rayden do in Mortal Kombat 1 so many times. All Seraphim had to do to convince Jim that her plan was a really bad idea was to crackle the whip again -- and strike Jim's left wing just as she was preparing to leap. Jim yawked in pain with her full mezzosoprano voice, and retracted the offended organ. Seraphim raised the whip again.
The next two seconds came throug as if they were in slow motion. Jim didn't have a clue about how to use her powers, or if she had any at all. But if Seraphim could conjure a whip, then maybe... Jim tried to visualize herself holding a bazooka, a lightsaber, a flaming sword, anything. She was simply too frightened to think clearly.
"You're doomed." Seraphim said with an extra deep voice that only slow motion could justify.
Doomed?
Doomed?
Jim saw the demon's face a yard away from hers, the steel-spiked whip ready to strike another painful blow. That was when she raised her left hand, and took the barrels'end with the other. The double-barreled Remington shotgun, his weapon of choice since Version 1.666, felt heavy and loaded in her hands just like it should have been. Jim raised the shiny-new weapon right at Seraphim's nose and pulled the triggers with a firm click.
A shower of hot lead propelled itself on Seraphim, literally throwing him against the other wall. Jim wasn't surprised to see that no visible damage graced her foe's beautiful but wicked visage, but now she was confident enough in her abilities.
"Come get some. Good or bad I'm the girl with the GUN, you asshole!"
Seraphim tapped into Jim's memories and groaned at this poor quotation. She also knew that if this was going to turn into an AODish stand-off, she being the "bad Jim" was going to lose. Then she looked closely at Jim's attire -- not only her white stiletto heels gave her a combat disadvantage, but she forgot to summon the shells for her shotgun!
The Succubus leaped up into the air in much the same maneuver Jim was trying to execute before, and while still trying to whip Jim she rolled out a leathery tongue and, screaming like a banshee, used it to seize the shotgun. Totally unprepared, Jim retracted in disgust from the tentacle-tongue and fell over.
Wed Jul 14 15:37:41 1999