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As the goddess in the black suit continued, totally unchallenged at the time, she grew curious. "Am I really so powerful and mighty a goddess that these humans choose to offer no resistance? They must be very smart." Just as she said that, she noticed dozens of specks flying around her. They began to open fire on her, knowing that negotiations would go nowhere. The planes shot dozens upon dozens of missiles at her, each with the power to sink humanity's strongest ships. However, even these most powerful weapons were no match for the goddess in the black suit. The powerful bombs weren't strong enough to damage even the fabric of her outfit. It seemed to be totally indestructible. With her massive hands, she swatted at them like flies, the jets exploding upon her delicate skin. The pilots had a second plan. Attacking her top was not only dangerous, due to the long range of her arms, it was futile. They couldn't even damage her suit. So they directed their attack to her mostly unprotected feet. Perhaps if they injured her feet, she would be unable to walk and thus no longer be an active threat. So they gave it all they had. They first attacked the top exposed part, but quickly found that it was about as indestructible as her clothes. In one final effort, they attacked her toes, hoping to maybe just injure a toenail to slow her down a little bit. They had no such luck. It appeared that her entire body was totally impervious to any and all attacks.
Meanwhile, Emma Roberts was still down there, a speck compared to the massive goddess in the black suit. The clouds of debris kicked up by the goddess gave Emma enough cover to avoid an attack by the fighter jets. Though the missiles might not have posed a threat to the rampaging goddess, just one could probably kill Emma. She stayed shrouded in the clouds of debris, hoping to get to the military base with her plan to stop this rampaging goddess before she unwittingly stepped on it. Her success was vital. If she didn't succeed in her mission, humanity would be doomed.

The third part of my story. I'm actually really enjoying writing this and making the collages. I guess creating Drewzilla awakened a sleeping giant inside of me that willed me to do it.
For this part of the story, LGiese wrote the story based on the two parts of this collage, which can be seen here: 1 , 2

More coming from me soon!

Description
As the goddess in the black suit continued, totally unchallenged at the time, she grew curious. "Am I really so powerful and mighty a goddess that these humans choose to offer no resistance? They must be very smart." Just as she said that, she noticed dozens of specks flying around her. They began to open fire on her, knowing that negotiations would go nowhere. The planes shot dozens upon dozens of missiles at her, each with the power to sink humanity's strongest ships. However, even these most powerful weapons were no match for the goddess in the black suit. The powerful bombs weren't strong enough to damage even the fabric of her outfit. It seemed to be totally indestructible. With her massive hands, she swatted at them like flies, the jets exploding upon her delicate skin. The pilots had a second plan. Attacking her top was not only dangerous, due to the long range of her arms, it was futile. They couldn't even damage her suit. So they directed their attack to her mostly unprotected feet. Perhaps if they injured her feet, she would be unable to walk and thus no longer be an active threat. So they gave it all they had. They first attacked the top exposed part, but quickly found that it was about as indestructible as her clothes. In one final effort, they attacked her toes, hoping to maybe just injure a toenail to slow her down a little bit. They had no such luck. It appeared that her entire body was totally impervious to any and all attacks.
Meanwhile, Emma Roberts was still down there, a speck compared to the massive goddess in the black suit. The clouds of debris kicked up by the goddess gave Emma enough cover to avoid an attack by the fighter jets. Though the missiles might not have posed a threat to the rampaging goddess, just one could probably kill Emma. She stayed shrouded in the clouds of debris, hoping to get to the military base with her plan to stop this rampaging goddess before she unwittingly stepped on it. Her success was vital. If she didn't succeed in her mission, humanity would be doomed.

The third part of my story. I'm actually really enjoying writing this and making the collages. I guess creating Drewzilla awakened a sleeping giant inside of me that willed me to do it.
For this part of the story, LGiese wrote the story based on the two parts of this collage, which can be seen here: 1 , 2

More coming from me soon!