There were signs of a ridiculously violent and horrifying battle. Remains everywhere of foes long defeated, barely resembling what they once were. There were gouges torn into the battlefield, some of which were filled with the stains left from combat.
Her chest moved rapidly, and she brought a hand to her forehead to wipe the enemy's fluids off. She was tired, extremely tired, and her weapon had long proven at a disadvantage against the colossal enemy she happened to be fighting at the time. There was absolutely no hope of victory. Therefore, she rummaged through her inventory for a better weapon, always cautious to keep watch, lest someone use her short distraction to jump her from behind.
She'd had to remove her hoodie upon realizing just how much it was sticking to her body, which heavily limited her movements, and in this kind of fight, that would have spelt her doom. This left her in her underwear standing against a titan, not the most favorable of situations.
But she hadn't ever been known for one who would surrender simply due to overwhelming odds, oh no. She was Neptune, the CPU of Planeptune, the one who'd rounded up the other goddesses and whooped their asses without even using HDD! It didn't matter that it had technically been in Killer Instinct, she'd still kicked their asses.
With a mighty battle cry that sounded more adorable than intimidating, Neptune launched herself at her foe and began hacking away at it with her weapon of choice, it's size and strength dwarfing that of the one she'd begun the fight wielding.
Once, twice and even thrice she struck at a time, tearing off parts of the enemy as she went, slowly but surely chipping away at the outermost layer of defenses. She was moving fast, too fast, but she ignored her body's protests.
She ignored how she hurt all over and how she felt sticky all over from the pieces of her enemies that still clung to her skin. For she was right now in the ultimate zen of battle, lost only to her hunger for more.
"I've got you now!" She yelled, as she climbed the bulk of her enemy and once she was at the very top, she began attacking from top to bottom. Her colossal foe's size would only be its downfall, for it proved too clumsy to defend itself from her assault and so she continued, her powerful strikes completely breaking through any sort of defense and striking directly at the body.
"Hey, Neptune, are you he- what the…" The voice that had interrupted Neptune's battle trailed off, and the purple haired CPU's head snapped to the side…
… To find the tomato-red, disgusted-yet-intrigued and most importantly, jaw-dropping face of Noire, the CPU of Lastation. Neptune brought one last spoonful of cake to her mouth and swallowed. She let herself smile widely, wiping the beard formed from frosting off her face and carefully licking her fingers after she did.
The Planeptune CPU was flushed, her chest was heaving and she seemed to have been exerting herself immensely in the past few minutes. "Do you want some?" she asked, wiping some combination of cream, frosting and a cherry from her chest and offering the finger to Noire.
Noire's nose exploded in a shower of blood and she hit the ground, blissfully unconscious.
Neptune just shrugged and went back to eating the deliciously huge and hugely delicious cake she'd managed to convince Nepgear to prepare.
