2020.12.05: The End of the Peggs?

The End of the Peggs?
The Get are on a mission to clean out the Pizza Hut, and find where they are making more Pegg's. Time to burn it down!
IC Date	December 5th, 2020
Players	Ben, Detlef, Einar, Evonna, Killigrew, Leif, Taika, Theron, Heidi & Ulf ST
Location	Pizza Hut in Prospect
Prp/Tp	Part 5, Previous
Spheres	Gaian Garou Kinfolk

"It's going to be multiple fomori, and I do not like the idea of letting them continue to spread their scum, so yes; tonight's the night," Ulf replies to Einar with a sharp nod. He examines the crowd and says, "Okay. If you are not Garou? And you are not some other type of special that makes you less fragile? I will be asking you to keep watch outside of the Pizza Hut, both for undue attention and for anyone attempting to escape. They will be dangerous; do not risk your lives. Better they escape than you die, yes? I cannot be replacing you."

He lets Heidi handle the practicalities of this place, addressing his comrades. "This location... I am seeing that it has a front door and two employee entrances. I am thinking we make three groups, then, and go in all at once. Do not give them time to prepare or flee. It will be just like at the H&R Block, when I arrived." He peers, then says, "Einar, Evonna, Detlef; front door. Taika, Leif, and I, side door. Ben, Theron, Zoe; kitchen entrance. Miss Katja, I am not knowing your capabilities; you will have to tell me if you are an inside or outside participant."

Leif KNOWS what he's doing, but goddammit, the gods are just not with him. He gets one made, and the other two just... he spills the alcohol all over him, which forces him to go away for a bit and then another one that is okay and then when he drops the second bottle, he pushes everything away. "Thank you, Badger. I'll listen more to your wisdom," he murmurs, quite possibly where no one else notices.

Heidi has the smaller hands and fingers and steps in when Leif walks. She makes three more molotovs and hands them all to Katja to make.. smell nice. Because it's vengeance on puke fest Brewery!

Ben had driven many Kin home, getting them to their residences safely. Now it was back to the others for planning. He arrived in time to hear the debrief, nodding slowly to the plan. "If fire doesn't end him, what's the next suggestion?" He wonders.

"Are we going to need to block the doors off? Keep them from escaping? Something to think about. I can block the kitchen entrance with my big fat rhino butt." Because it worked really well last time. Killi watches the molotovs being made, making no attempt to join in.

Evonna nods to Ulf and then looks to Einar and Detlef. "Do not touch anything as most likely it is tainted. Bash it, do not claw if it comes to combat. Burn it to rid it." She has her little makeshift torches in her bag which are glorified sticks with incidiary material wrapped on them, and extra lighters.

Detlef pats a pocket making sure he has his jelly bean still.. and checks his knife sleeves.. making sure everything is set, he doesnt appear to be all into the chemistry thing. He grins to Evonna "Can I just stick it instead?" he teases his sister.

Heidi looks at Einar, "Do you have a Journey Jellybean too?" She glances to the group, "Or for that matter, anyone else?" In her hands she holds Molotovs that Katya has most likely helped finish. "And who wants these bombs?"

Leif reaches into the tiniest pocket on his BDUs and holds up a little something wrapped in wax paper. "I have one. Give the bombs to the people who can't get as close." That's not him

Detlef looks to Heidi "I have one."

Evonna sees all the jellybeans and wishes she received one. It's ok, she has a lighter and her mini makeshift torches since she does not know to make those other fancy shit.

Einar nods to his packmate and gives a quick streeetch before letting fingers dance under his Cut for a moment before nodding over to Heidi, "Sure fuckin do!" he grins a bit and then pats the hidden pocket from the front before settling into a lean somewhere while preparations continue. "Remember y'all. Murder and pillage first. /Then/ burn," he gives a wink, but the Fenrir is still ready to go right now, even as his Kinfolk take off with the last of the supplies. A half dozen lingering around while Ol' Ladies or their counterparts help clean up in the wake of everything before leaving themselves.

Ulf holds up a hand, as suggestions are flying about and he's amused at the enthusiasm but worried about miscommunication. "We are still going in," he begins, "to make certain they are not able to hide out from the fire. To throw these hellhound beers /at them/, yes? So it is fomori who are burning, and then setting fire to the building. And we will be blocking the exits as we burn down the longhall, like our ancestors were doing."

Theron mentions, "If you start it on fire and they rush out or are able to escape you are fighting them in the open in the street." he remarks, "Better to fight inside and then burn whats left if you ask me." he nods to Ulf, "Works for me." he pauses back at his jeep, this time to retrieve his sword.

Ben nods. "I still have the bean as well." He comments, stretching now - to get his muscles up and ready for the tasks ahead. He listens, letting the plans sink in as the others discuss.

Heidi nods to Det, Einar, and Ulf, and looks expectantly at Ben. "Good. I have two healing salves from Bergin. If someone gets really hurt and no time to grab a healer, I have those in my new pouch." She puts the molotovs in a plain, non-marked travel box for bottles, knowing they will be transported.

Killigrew moves over to stand closer to Ben and Theron. Some people deal with nervousness in normal fashion. Not Zoe, she smirks at Theron. "Finally get to show me what you can do with that sword, huh?" Bad jokes are on the menu. "Got a preference for the form I take? Rhino's good, but big if it's a tight space. Bear, maybe?" Kitchens tend to be kind of cramped for huge shapes.

Heidi starts to tightly braid her hair this time so its not in the way. Once done, she slings her rifle over one shoulder and tries to get Leif, the big guy, to carry the heavy molotov box. "Ready." She picks up the first aid kit and prepares it to go in the truck bed.

Buckling on his armor, "Just not something too big, might be tight in that kitchen and I dont want to have to fight around you if that makes sense." he then takes the necklace around his neck, kisses it and says a little prayer.

Ben thinks on it for Killigrew. "There are ... going to be flames. Something with a thick hide or pelt would be good. It's hard to say. Bear is good." He offers to Zoe, speaking as calmly as one can in the preparation for such a raid.

Detlef expands to a huge manlike-form with a straining of flesh and bone.

A parade of bikes and cars roll up to within eyesight of the closed-down Pizza Hut, with Ulf and Heidi in the lead on the back of a cobalt blue Valkyrie. The Godi stops, giving Heidi his customary handhold as she dismounts and he follows after. He doesn't let go her hand, however, instead twirling her into his arms and planting a very firm kiss on her lips. "You are a wise and sensible woman; stay safe, and flee on Venom if things get dangerous, yes?" he says to her softly, looking her in the eyes and smiling a little. "I will not be gone long, I am thinking." He waits on Taika and Leif to join him as the other groups split off, preparing for the three-pronged assault.

The rear entrance outside the kitchen is where the two Dumpsters are, and they reek of rotting meat and curdled dairy. A cursory examination will reveal grisly chunks of greenish flesh and cheese gone bad in the sun. The door itself is propped open with a brick, and from inside comes the sound of Toby Keith singing about something ignorant, probably. No one is standing watch or visible within the little hallway that leads inside.

Leif is riding with someone somewhere. As soon as he's out/off, he heads over to Ulf, just being.. big. With a tiny little jellybean between two very meaty fingers. "Red Solo Cup..." Leif mutters, almost like a chant to get himself going.

The side-entrance is where the restrooms are located, and curves in an L toward the booths in the seating area. Ulf waves his team after him, moving to approach the door... which is locked. He frowns, cursing in Danish, and asks Taika and Leif, "Can either of you get this open?"

Is that? Yes, Theron not only draws his sword but he hefts a round shield as he looks to make sure Ben and Killigrew are ready, and then the Viking Warrior strides towards the open kitchen entrance. Bold as can be, Tony Keith is calling.

It's dark inside the Pizza Hut. No street lights are on or lamps. This late in the season the sky is darkening but it's dim and one can still see outdoors.

Heidi gets off the bike and once Ulf pulls her in close it may look like they are dancing, the way he twirls her into that kiss. She returns it and gently touches the Godi's beard before nodding. "Kick their fucking asses, you hear me, Min Varg? They hurt our people. This will be done." She steps away and then grabs the bag she had in the back of the truck to remove a sword. It's not -THE- special sword, Theron made her. This is her training one, and it is still very sharp. She straps it on her back.

The front team assembles, Einar, Evonna, and Detlef. Heidi goes to find an inconspicious spot not too far from the Pizza Hut door, but leans on the edge of a fence hiding the garbage bins.

Ben is all but silent on the ride over, carrying no weapons, no armor. The big man looks focused, a silent rage brewing within. The Forseti is only thinking about the battle to happen, and the end to the Fomor. This time, it's personal. Taking the time on the way over to think of something that won't burn (hairless), has thick hide, and isn't too horribly big for cramped spaces, Killi decides on a komodo dragon. Theire long-damaging bite won't do much use, but there's nasty claws and a whipping tail. Plus that tiny boney teeth in their hide that makes them extra tough. Claws crape the ground as the Kilmodo dragon brings up the rear of their little group by the kitchen, letting Ben and Theron lead. And yes, she's doing that tongue-thing, tasting the air, and drooling dangerous saliva everywhere.

Taika would usher Leif to lead as he is the Ahroin and this is battle. Before he follows off the side entrance, he gives Heidi and Katja a nod, "Just like last time. Stay safe.". At the door, T hmms, "I would normally ask a rat or something to open it, but not sure I have the oomf to do it. I can try kicking it open, but that's all I got."

Einar dismounts from his own bike, pushing his mane and that braid aside so that the shewolf doesn't have to witness what's to come. While the front team assembles, the Rotagar moves up to the front door and attempts to commune with the lock to just get it to cooperate. He makes a face shortly afterwards, then death glares at the lock to which...nothing fucking happens. "Well I fuckin tried. Guess we try the brute force way?"

In the front windows even though the place is closed there is a flutter of shadow movement within. Something just walked by a window that looked humanoid.

KITCHEN: The little hallway that leads to the pizza kitchen has blood and spatter all over it. The kitchen itself has a rank smell of char and turned yeast, and it's not hard to see why. On the far side of the room is a four-armed chef wielding pizza cutters and a meat cleaver, his hand-crank radio saying it wants to talk about ME wants to talk about I wants to talk about NUMBER ONE ON MY MEAN MIND while Chef hacks up something. No; someone. That's a person. That is totally a person.

But the real eye-catcher here is a giant tub of dough that seems to be moving of its own accord. And in that dough? Peggs. Like... four of them, in various states of being formed from "waist up" to "that's just a head sticking out of the dough". It is quite unwholesome, and it explains how a dead man showed back up a few days later.

Detlef quietly walks up and offers "Give me am oment" and he kneels down wiht one of his tools to pick the lock

SIDE: "Maybe we let Leif open it," Ulf says to Taika before stepping out of the way of the side door. After all, if they just have to bust it open, might as well use the biggest battering ram. "After you, Long Leif," he says with a smirk.

Evonna is right behind Detlef and sets down the crate of molotovs Heidi gave her. There's five total in the crate and Heidi has the other tucked by that fence she's lurking at.

"Yeah, I got it," Leif says, stepping forward. He jiggles the lock a little bit, kind of testing it out, then he backs up several long strides and RUNS at it, tipping his shoulder down a little bit, bracing one arm with the opposite wrist and he COLLIDES with the door, knocking it open and stumbling his way inside. That's a LOT of force he's got there, ya'll.

Einar grunts and before Detlef gets too involved, he reaches around and just tries the handle, in case yanno. The rogues of the party are over thinking it again.

Taika nods and steps aside so the touched one can break the door down, along with half the wall most likely. Taika gets ready to follow in right behind Leif and breach the kill zone of the door quickly so Ulf can follow. He taps on Lief's shoulder when they are ready.

Detlef gives Einar a bit of a smile and there is a light click as the lock opens. he steps back and gives Evonna a wink as if to say "See there is a reason I learned this"

SIDE: Once Leif has forced the door open, the door to the Ladies' Room opens and a ratty-looking teenager with pulsating pimples calls out, "Rob, that one toilet won't unclog from when one of the Peggs shat a finger in it!". He looks up to Leif and asks, "Who the fuck are you, man?" but then realizes the answer to that question and screams, "Oh shit, it's the socialists!". And to his rescue? Comes a rotund man in a manager's uniform, with arms as thick as telephone poles. He rips open the button-up front of his shirt to reveal a monstrous face on his belly, which sticks out a long tongue dripping with purplish saliva. "You didn't call ahead!"

FRONT: There's the welcome booth for the hostess. But no one is there. There's two large windows with shades pulled but one can still see around the edges to the street outside if one peeks. Past the main desk to check in is the counter to pick up take-out pizzas. No one is there either. But the salad bar is in view with one of those glass block walls that hides the dining area so take-out people don't have to stand around watching people eat pizza.

The salad bar contains an arrangement of organs in the bins. Sliced livers, a few hearts, another kidneys, a little pancreas in rolled lettuce leaves, and a special sauce of unknown origin. In the last bin are severed fingers mixed with tongues, and orange slices of mandarin looking fruits. Blood seeps out of a broken soup container at the end and the breadbasket holds someone's severed head.

Four armed chef? Hacking up people? Theron doesnt even break stride, nothing to announce himself, nothing to give himself away. Not that he is being stealthy either, he just strides forward to swing that large powerful sword into the murderous chef.

KITCHEN: Theron's sword bites into the chef's back and leaves a nasty cut, revealing scabrous, gnarled skin beneath a chef's coat. Chef roars, whipping around so the tail of his American flag bandana snaps in the air, and he starts swinging pizza cutters and meat cleavers wildly in Theron's direction. One of them clangs against his shield, and Chef spits, "Makin' it great! Makin' it /GREAT/!" repeatedly as if it's the only thing he can say.

The two nearly-finished Peggs flop out of the dough bucket, hitting the floor with a splat and struggling to push themselves up. Their bodies are crude and unfinished, but serviceable; the more finished one yells, "Pegg fuck up commies! Eat American ass, commie!"

Einar gives Detlef a shoulder pat and squeeze in affirmation for his learned talent and posession of those little tools, he might have to dig out his lockpick kit again if the lock spirits are going to just disrespect him like that in the future. Pushing in through the front door the wolf is affronted by the sight of the salad buffet and he's almost immediately pushing up to an impossible height while fur and claws spring forth. He's sniffing around quickly, trying to locate the sources of stench with a jelly bean at the ready.

Taika helps brace Leif as the man stumbles to make sure he doesn't completely lose his footing. Snaking in behind the big man, Taika calls out, "I'd like to lodge a complaint."

Striding in after Theron, Ben quickly surveys the situation. The sword and shield versus cleavers seems to be handle. The Peggs could be an issue. There's a growl of disgust from the large Forseti. "Eat this." He roars, tossing the jellybean into his mouth and shifting up to his towering warform. A second later, he's belching fire at the two 'freed' blobs. Ben transforms into a monstrous wolfman. DELIRIUM IN EFFECT. (+rules The Delirium)

FRONT: Evonna pulls up the back of the trio once they go into the front door. She clicks the front door behind her quietly and then shifts upward into her warform once Einar moves to give her room to do so.

Nothing going on outside, Heidi looks up and down the quiet street.

Killigrew is hard on the heels of Ben, pausing when she sees what's going on. The sight of Ben's warform wins a loud -hiss- from the dragon. Maybe not the best form for the job. Still, she splits off and starts trying to beat one of the fallen doughball Peggs to death with her tail. Stay down! At least long enough one of the boys can actually hurt it. And not get Pegg all over their ass-whips. Detlef steps in right after einar, drawing out two of his throwing knives, already in glabro, he stays there for the moment, at least until he see's the body parts and then his lips curl up and he swells into his crinos form as well. As meat cleavers are thrown in his direction, Theron raises his shield letting them bounce off. "Your corruption ends today." he snarls out, that hint of a berserkers rage at the surface as he counters with another swing of his sword, muscles ripple, he is stronger than he looks, and that is saying something considering the warriors build. Detlef explodes in a sudden expansion, the sounds of rending flesh and bone accompany the fur, flesh and muscle expansion, as a giant nightmare of a beast appears.

FRONT: Plop. Something fell off the edge of the salad bar. It sounded fleshy. A bucket of breadsticks near the bloody soup pot start to slowly bend like wilted flowers. And then they inch work their way out of the container as if self-possessed. They start to move toward the movement of the guests at the front door. At the same time, the kidney slices congeal as if regenerating into a gooey source of sludge and begin to crawl out of the salad bar container. The whole salad bar comes to life and it things begin to lift up and out as if sensing three new patrons for the restaurant. The food is coming to them!

SIDE: The manager sneers at Taika and says, "Fill out a Comment Card!", grabbing the box off the wall and chucking it at the Maori's head before moving in to tango with Long Leif Largeboy. The kid with the mop swings it at Taika as well, and one of his pimples bursts and fires a jet of acid that spatters on the floor and sizzles. Awesome. Acid acne.

Ulf, from behind both of his teammates, hollers, "Could you please be moving inside now so I can help?!" Wait... WHAT just happened? Where's AShton Kutcher? They're getting punked, right? RIGHT?! Because what just happened to Leif? Makes ZERO fucking sense at all. But that's okay. "I said light sauce," Leif growls, lunging for the nearest thing he can reach. That's manager. Leif reaches out with huge hands for the guy's throat.

KITCHEN: Ben's flaming hot Cheeto breath takes the emergent Peggs full bore in the front, and they squeal like pigs as the fire cooks them into crust. When the flames are done, they fall forward and hit the ground with a THUNK, baked and charred and out of the equation. But another hand pulls a third Pegg forth, slopping him onto the floor as he cries, "Love it or leave it! Cookin' with gas!"

Iron Chef meets Theron's attack with his flailing pizza cutters, once again shouting, "Makin' it GREAT!" as he presses his attack. Theron's assault lops off one of the man's arms, but he doesn't seem to be fazed; he is in a toppings frenzy.

Einar sputters a bit when he sees the salad bar come to life, but the sounds of battle are already raging so he steps forward and pops a bean so he can breath fire on the approaching abominations before quickly getting out of the way for the second wave of fire breathing wolves hot on his heels to take their turn!

Spectre of Winter steps in after Einar, it worked in WW2, and I bet it will work here, as he pops his own jellybean of fire breathing, and sprays fire at the horror of a salad bar. Overkill.. There is no such thing.

Taika is hit by the comment box, but it hits him in the chest as opposed to his head. Luckily, he catches the box. The Maori stumbles back into the wall with a grunt, but the hit makes him miss getting hit by Acid Acne Adam. Taika growls at the pain, but uses the box to throw it, "This place is not hygienic!". Whip, the box is sent flying at Acne's head.

Fire spent, burnt taste in his mouth, Patience Of Eikþyrnir begins clawing into the newly arrived Pegg - tearing and shredding at the blobby thing as he tries to get a hold of him. The plan of action? To toss him into the burning buddies - cook him up and send him to hell where he belongs.

FRONT: Evonna flicks her lighter and lights up the rag of one of those molotovs. She steps back and gives a grip of her claws to one bottle and tosses it at the base of the salad bar where everything is now falling. Where Einar got the bar itself, she focuses on getting the organ possessed crap crawling under that lipped edge.

The plastic shielding around the top of the salad bar begins to burn first. It gets in the way of the initial blast Einar makes but his breath goes right through it, punching a burned hole to begin incinerating the salad bins of moving organs. Another blast of fire is given by Spectre of Winter and they are burning that mother fucker of a cesspool of crawling organs down!

The head on the salad bar slowly turns on a spinning cake plate and opens its burning mouth to shriek as it melts. That head was alive! Out of its mouth it drools an eyeball that spins and looks at Evonna. It goes up in a cinder of toxic flame and the salad bar is now oozing black and green plumes.

Theron is like a whirling dervish of cold steel. He smashes the chef in the face with the shield to send him back far enough to give him full room to keep swinging his sword with full and deadly effectiveness as the fire from Ben explodes around him, "You guys doing ok?" he grunts to Ben and Killi.

SIDE: When Leif's hands go around his throat, Rob the Manager starts laughing maniacally, and the tongue from his belly licks up the entire front of Leif's torso. That's when the big meaty fists start hammering the giant's ribs, thudding into him with powerful bodyblows while Rob croaks, "Gotta tenderize that MEAT!"

Acne Adam gets winged by the comment box and yells, "Oww, man, that sucks! You're a total dick!" and purposefully starts popping zits in Taika's direction, trying to hit him with acid.

Outside the door, Ulf waits impatiently and says, "For fuck's sake, your ass is blocking the door!", but then the garbage can next to him erupts and a fomor vagrant with tentacle limbs tries to grab him. "Nevermind, I am dealing with Oscar the Grouch!" says the Godi as he takes his Glabro form and starts punching the creature in the... yeah, that's probably its face.

Just fists? Leif's a tough boy. Though the lick is really fucking weird. Leif SQUEEZES and starts to shake the manager back and forth. Someone said don't break the skin, so he's trying really hard not to, just wrapping those meaty fingers around and shaking him like a container of parmesan cheese

Killigrew is low to the ground, sliding on the tile. Surging forward, the Killimodo tries to latch onto one of the Chef's legs. Surely, this tastes /fanfuckingtastic/, but if she can get Theron an opening, it's worth the nastiness.

KITCHEN: The goopy Half-Pegg struggles with Ben, his body even gooier than the previous versions and harder to grip though also notably weaker. "Colors don't run! Own the libs!" he whines, beating at Ben's implacable grip and trying to slip out by being disgusting and semi-solid.

Iron Chef is a handful, even for Theron; what he lacks in tactics he makes up for by being bug nuts crazy, and his pizza cutters have slipped past the shield a time or two to try and take chunks out of the berserker. "MAKIN'. IT. GREAT!" he howls, finding himself pressed back and down to one utensil left as a weapon. So he grabs a chunk of leg by the foot, attempting to use it as a club.

FRONT: Outside, the Valkeryie starts. That's Ulf's bike that he rides and it sounds like Heidi started it up. Must be something going on outside if the front team hears it. But that fire is getting loud now as that extra boost of flames now has the salad bar burning all the way up to the ceiling. The organs that tried to escape are all shriveling up and burning into ash. Even Evonna takes a step back and snarls once that cloud of green and black goes outward to plume.

Einar snaps his head around at the sound of a bike starting up. A growl comes, <<She's running or warning us, about face!>> to the siblings that remained pack after the rescue. Those who follow Blue Jay seek to protect those who can't after all. The noxious clouds roll out and he shakes it off for the time being, exhaling more than inhaling. Back out the front door is the wise thing to do with those toxic fumes anyways.

Spectre of Winter turns in agreement to Einar and offers "No Marshmellows for the Fire anyway." he chuffs out with a wolfish grin. He then takes back off out the door to make sure that Heidi and those out there are safe, shifting back to glabro on his way out.

Detlef expands to a huge manlike-form with a straining of flesh and bone.

Taika is nimble enough that he dodges the first acid pimple squirting at him. Rage burns through his limbs and the Get Skald eliminates the distance between them. He tries to slam Adam backwards into a wall.

Seize the moment! As soon as Killigrew's attack on the Chef's leg leaves any sort of opening he presses his assault in a flurry of sword swings. Every swing and thrust precise, a master of his craft, even if that craft is death.

FRONT: Evonna shifts down to her Glabro form once she also hears the bike out front. No breaking the veil for her! She backs up to the front door and yanks it open.

OUTSIDE FRONT: The bike is right where Ulf left it, but now in the parking lot there is a malshaped humanoid form coming right for her. It's body is oozing from engorged sores on its legs and arms, and neck. It might appear the salad bar might have merged into this human's body, before it festered and took on entirely something else. It lunges with its arms and Heidi pulls her sword.

There's two more behind it coming like slow dragging fomori that didn't quite finish assembling from the salad bar festival. Another crawls out of the garbage dumpster in the back, hanging one arm over the edge as if attempting to find a grip to get up and out. No telling how many are in there. Groans and moans move, as one bangs the edge of the inner dumpster in annoyance.

KITCHEN: Theron's assault on the Iron Chef paried with Zoe's biting of its leg proves just the recipe to finish this three-course meal. In quick succession Theron manages to open the Chef's throat, sever one of his hands, and puncture a lung, and the Chef flops backward onto the counter to gasp out one last, "Makin'... it great...." before expiring with a wheeze.

Ben is able to toss the bulk of his Pegg onto its burning brethren, and it shrieks as it, too, is cooked into a dead doughboy.

Eikþyrnir roars in victory, his personal elation at removing the Peggs from the board evident. He looks over to Zoe and Theron, howling in a cheer as they remove the multi-limbed threat. <<Back is clear.>> The Forseti growls, sending the imagry over the link the pack shares.

SIDE: When Taika charges Adam the guy screams and tries to run, but the Maori slams him into a wall hard enough to clunk his head twice. The buck-toothed teen's jaw distends as he tries to bite town on Taika's wrist, flailing with his skinny arms.

The Manager keeps trying to pummel Leif, but he's running out of steam as the big man refuses to let go. His face is turning dark purple, eyes bugging out, and finally he makes a sickly croaking sound and his head... fucking /pops/. Like a gush of disgusting ooze bursts out the top of his skull, painting the wall behind him as the fomor goes limp.

Outside, Ulf is working the trash can man like a speedbag, just buffeting it with rapid jabs and crosses and yelling, "Go limp and die you fucking calamari garbage monster!"

Leif fortunately had his mouth closed. He gets a splash to the face and he changes his grip a little, seizing a shoulder and he goes to swinging that manager around at the nearst target, bellowing with rage and the desire to barf.

OUTSIDE FRONT: Evonna sees what is going on outside and immediately sends to the pack link. <<Front inside clear and on fire. Dumpster full of Fomori out back heading front!>> She goes for the closest one to the door and side kicks it away from the kinfolk.

Already drooling excessively, ZoeZilla rubs her face on the nearest clean-ish thing to try and get the fomori off her jaws and mouth. PLEH. Rearing up to see if there are more doughboys to Pillsbury, she flicks her long, purpley tongue out.

Einar is just a really big guy in a leather vest and jeans by the time the Blue Jay Pack steps outside and he roars his challenge to the three creatures in the parking lot. <<Deal with the threats to Heidi first, then turn to face the dumpster children, stay alert.>> he growls out and then charges the closest fomori in punching distance to level it with a hamhock fist full of biker rings.

KITCHEN: There are a few faces and hands sticking out of the dough vat, but nothing trying to escape; it seems that dough has yet to rise. While the kitchen doesn't exactly smell great and Toby Keith is explaining that he's not as good as he once was, it seems that the threats here are not immediate.

Spectre of Winter crouches just a little and sprints forward, he isnt swinging a fist so much as he is doing a full spring and shoulder tackle into the last one standing, he burns some rage so that , assuming he goes down under the large glabro form, he can pummel him hard in follow up.

Taika is bit and the flesh on his arm tears. That really doesn't hurt compared to some of the pus dripping down his chin making contact with the Maori's forearm. Taika resists the pain and uses the arm being bitten as a means to steady Acne Adam for a punch to the face. The Maori packs a mighty punch, more than one might expect for a man of his size (which is big to begin with).

OUTSIDE FRONT: Heidi sidesteps to roll out of the way in a clear dodge once she sees Einar coming in for that massive punch. The second one Evonna kicks and it stumbles to pop a large football size ulcer from the thigh. It splatters outward but not in range enough to splashback Ev.

SIDE: Leif swings the headless body of the manager like a club, and that club is joined by the Assistant Manager, who has come to see what is happening and finds that out the hard way. Not too tough a customer, Assistant Manuel goes down in a heap, giving Leif a twofer.

Ulf finally gets in a shot on Oscar that sinks the Grouch back into the garbage, and he follows that up with a lit molotov that burns the trash in a 'whoosh'! "Suck on that, muppet!" he barks.

When Taika punches Acne Adam he gets a fist-covering coat of acid pus, but Adam gets a broken face, so... good trade? The teen crumples into a ragdoll, having not been prepared for this kind of customer complaint.

Theron takes a few moments to assess the kitchen, just making sure that is clear as they believe. "Nice job team." he compliments his companions and them eases his way forward to look into the dining area to check on the rest of the team.

Pizza Hut is clearly on fire in the front. Smoke is wafting toward the back areas now.

There's really nothing better than beating a motherfucker with another motherfucker. Leif lets go of the body as it hits Manuel and he turns, ready for more, or to bolt if necessary!

Scuttlescuttle *hiss*. ZoZilla heads towards the front of the store with the funny, serpentine waddle that komodos have. She's quick, for being a cold blooded reptile, claws skittering on the tiled surface.

Einar manages to head the one harrassing Heidi off at the pass, backing it up towards the building again. He does give it a solid face punch, but regrets that action as his hand comes back smelly and a bit damp for his efforts. Changing tactics, he goes full Spartan on it, and proceeds to plant his boot into the things chest sending it flying back through the glass front door and into the now on-fire dining room. "We're only doin in-house tonight," he decides to join the punny combat with everyone else. Quickly looking to his companions he gauges their fights before picking a new direction.

Spectre of Winter leans back as he straddles the downed Fomori thing, his fists swing in wide pendulum swings back and forth giving off wet sounds with each impact now, spatters of the things blood spray up his arms and just make him madder at this moment, Finally, he is convinced its dead, perhaps when it stops twitching from the impacts, and he stands up taking several deep breaths through his nose. Only then does he think to look around and see if anyone else needs actual help at this moment. His hands are still sizzling just a little bit from the things blood, and he seems to suddenly realize it. "Thats.. gonna have to get washed off.. " he admits, before he asks "Do we throw them back inside?" he indicates the body in front of him.

Finally! Taika and Leif have moved enough that Ulf can get into the Pizza Hut! There are some dead motherfuckers around, and he yells out, "Have we killed them all yet? Can we just be burning this place down, please? It smells like rotten flesh in here!"

Eikþyrnir is here to help! The door from the kitchen is kicked open, the Forseti making sure the two others on his team can get out to assist the others. Once they are free, he begins turning on the ovens, toppling the fryers - anything he can do to start the fire really burning in the back. Master of Fire - he knows it will hurt, but he'll be out quick enough!

OUTSIDE FRONT: Heidi breaks the rules. Evonna gets her fomori pinned down on its knees with another kick and knows better than to touch these oozing bastards. The Swede kin makes eye contact with Ev so she knows and there's tandem work together where the two females make this short work. Ev pins it, and Heidi swings her sword to lop off the fomori's head. It goes rolling in the parking lot and the fomori still manages to keep moving even without the head.

The head goes rolling for Einar like a bowling ball and tries to bite.

"What the..." the flailing headless fomori twitches and Evonna motions for her Heidi to toss her the sword. She does it. Evonna plunges the sword through the chest of the fomori and yanks back hard! Heidi backs the fuck up. Evonna snarls, "Don't let it bite you." She means the head wherever it rolled.

"Time to go." Theron tells Ben and Killi from the kitchen door when he sees the building on fire up front. "Back the way we came where its marginally safer and we have a clear exit." Ben shifts into his human form.

Oh, the front of the building's on fire. Good. Ulf starts handing out molotovs to Taika and Leif, and they each light them and toss them at spots which need burning. And with that, the Side Door Trio is back outside, flicking off bits of grime and jogging around the building to see what's new up front.

Called back, Killi pokes her head out the front, then doubles back on herself, nearly, scuttling after Theron with another of those shiver-inducing hisses. Claws scraping the tile, she hustles towards the way they came in, starting the shift to get back to her human form as she goes.

Einar actually makes a very un-Fenrir-like noise at the head rolling itself out to gnaw at his ankles. It gets a mouthful of buckles and leather though and then promptly punted after the first body into the burning heap, "Fuck outa here with that shit!"

Spectre of Winter tosses his body in the dumpster and gets behind hit to roll it to slam against the side of the burning building.. "Can we get one more famable in here, just to be sure.. then we can get out of here.. " he offers

OUTSIDE FRONT: Evonna moves protectively in front of Heidi and then picks up the limp fomori to toss into Spectre's moving Dumpster. "I don't want you burned. Stay back." She warns the kin.

Heidi leaves her sword on the ground for Evonna to retrieve. If there's toxin burning on it from the ooze, she's not going to risk getting dripped on.