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BhelliomBlue-Rose Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2014 8:41 pm
((Wherein a large, violent confrontation will ensue, resulting in the significant upheaval for the Players of Sburb.)) Pesterlog Room{Edit by Fandom Melodies}
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2014 4:16 pm
Mark Looked on to the Large Tower Landing a few yards away from his Right, on his Left the Intruders, Nosy Underson, and Neruul's sad Attempt of making a Glowstick, and At the Center.... The Gods delivered, Truly what your accomplice would call a Miracle. Neruul Termin Himself. He wasn't alone however, a good distance away, Gamzee Makara was watching the left. The Pieces had Gathered well Enough... This Wholock is quite the Social Pariah... or something of the Like... The Plan nonetheless is Moving along swimmingly. Now.... Time to welcome your Guests....
"Dear Friends, and Other Uninvited Trash, Welcome to My Planet! I'm Guessing you came for the Atmosphere? Came to see the sights? Well I'm Afraid I'm going to have to ask you all to drop dead!"
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The Assassin of Chaos Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 5:39 pm
(Would've kindly appreciated a quote, dudes.)
John didn't have any idea what to do right now, so he kinda just kept sights aimed on people.
The dude who was possibly a cyborg maybe (Jay or Jon or someone) was moving on his way.
Joenst was almost giggling to himself giddly about the current state of events.
And the other guy is still holed up in his apartment.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 8:14 pm
Zack Stepped forward, his Anger getting the better of him, He knew he couldn't let it get too out of hand.... He needed to save Wholock, the guy who was practically his Brother was on the line.... No.... This Fight was an assertion of dominance now that the majority of the players were here. However This Pr*cks telling Him and his Pals to Drop Dead is another matter entirely...
" Hey you! The f*cker who Thinks He's in Charge! Give us Back Wholock! Or I'll Take your D*mn Head Off!!"
The Point was eloquently made, You believe... Wait.. He is Answering...
"Why should I? You already went and dealt some harsh blows on Poor John Wholock's fragile psyche... And as far as taking my head goes you couldn't handle it... I'm much stronger than I appear.... That said as much as I wouldn't mind destroying you and your little friend behind you... My attention is more focused on Termin ahead... Deal with them Gamzee..." The Clown stepped up... Sweet jegus gog the clown got real creepy reeeeeal quick! "mutherf*ckers beware... THIS SH*T GONNA GET REAL WICKED YA FEEL ME?"
Zack Braced Himself for the Difficult Opponent That was Jumping Toward them. His heart raced... Adrenaline Was Pumping through His veins... Yet every fiber in his Being was telling him that He Should Run...
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BhelliomBlue-Rose Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 11:46 pm
(Sorry; opened up the topic a while back. I still wasn't sure if people were in.)
You're wasting no time on banter. Marcus had clearly gone mad, and is under the influence of forces unknown. Drastic action is required, even moreso than this game would appear to warrant. You swallow your distaste for the task at hand, equipping and adjusting your gauntlets. The talons on them pack a nasty surprise, but you can only hope they'll do something.
If not, there's always poison.
You make your way calmly across Marcus' land, grim and quiet. You don't bother even attacking the underlings that cross your path; having come across the like of them before, you know how they move. Slipping between their attacks is no difficult task. Activating your speech-to-text headset, you contact the Prince of Light. Setting up contingencies is important.TR: <0>Xerat0r. If y0u receIve thIs message, kn0w that Marcus has "g0ne 0ff the deep end" In every c0ncIevable manner.<0>
TR: <0>The 0nly term that c0mes t0 mInd w0uld be GrImdark.<0>
TR: <0>W0uld y0u see what can be d0ne ab0ut that?<0>
Ah. Here he is, at last. You understand the futility of this course of action all too well. However it happens, this will not end happily. As you watch the movements of and around your foe, you begin the exchange with words.
"Marcus, you really ought to stop. This is unseemly of you.----------------------------------------------------- You don't stop to think. When the clown starts shoutin', it's time to get beatin' on him. You whip out your Dire Battle-Wrench, twisting right into a swing. If you'd been thinking about it, you probably wouldn't have been that fast; that rainbowdrinker strength's been coming in spurts, along with the patches of glowy skin.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 6:24 pm
John checked his laptop and quickly replied... FC: Which one iΩ MαrcuΩ? And cαn he die quickly, regαrdleΩΩ?Jon, on the other hand, intervened with the troll with a buzzsaw-on-a-chain quickly enough to kick it before it hooked onto the rainbowdrinker's wrench. Not a good weapon of choice, in his opinion, but hey. Who was he to judge? "Hmmm... It appears the battle has begun. I do suppose I should intervene... but only when... 'fecal matter connects with the whirling blade device'?"How dare the flying heathen side with that lie of a deity called God and stop him from interfering! It looked as though Joenst was going to have to perform a dangerous task on this kid. That was entirely rude of you. Apologize, post haste.How about 'no, no and no'? Instead, I suggest a high-quality dinner of blade in your throat.... Oh demon below, not a trashtalker... Shaede was still doing his thing and attempting to make his way into his world. (3 posts then he enters. We assume he was helped. KK?) Reinasuzumi For your convenience, I did a thing where I think Raevyn was involved maybe.
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The Assassin of Chaos Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 8:06 pm
"Unseemly?" Mark looked in His Opponents eyes... He meant to kill him. That, however was what Mark wanted more than anything in this pocket of misery that was Life. He would finally be able to become an avenger after a long, patient wait filled with the pulling of strings on a scale beyond all reason or human limitation. "Hahahahaha!!!! Termin we both know that this ends today... So why don"t you let me tear open your rib cage so I can get on with my day? I've got a Lot of Nuisances to kill Today!" Mark Brandished his Hooks and got ready for a very sly swipe from the indigo menace.
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Zack Saw Sareni take a hella huge swing at That Freaky Clown, And even with that Smack, The Clown spat some blood and Let out a very Loud "Honk" This guy was Livid... Like Holy hell this dude is REALLY scary sort of Livid, Spooked as he was Zack Boosted in with his boots and Grappled with The Wicked Beast " GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!" He couldn't Help but to Shout... Zack was strong but he wasn't nearly as strong as The Highblood. Even with the Jets Kicked in on both the Boots and his Gloves He was still struggling with Gamzee...
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2014 12:51 am
TR: <0>L00k f0r the tentacles.<0>
You turn your speaker off. You do not need distractions in a duel.
A bitter twist moves across your lips, approximating a smile. The human is still not willing to listen. You cannot say that this was unexpected, really; you're still mourning Vranil's death, as well. Whatever fantasies of revenge are going through his head are unimportant. If only your death would fix this problem, it would make things so much easier.
The quirk of a smile becomes at once more cynical and sad, perversely amused despite your grim situation. You suppose that it is true; once something is taken far enough, it becomes humorous. That is the essence of parody, if you do not misremember the concept. "Yes. Unseemly is the word. Look at yourself. Listen to your speech. You are not even pretending at reason any more. Is this why you wanted me to be a monster so badly?
...A monster would be wasted with a caricature of a person as an opponent. You will have to make do with me." You shake your head, slipping into a loose stance. Hands at the ready, weight resting on your heels. You are making your advance slowly, examining him, seeing what it is that he does. His movements are slightly divorced from his outline; that could be trouble. Well. That and the tentacles all over.
You are ready to spring at a moment's notice.
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OOookay, the chainsaw wasn't a good thing. Thanks sword-dude-you've-never-met! Other things to worry about right now, though! You're glad it connected smoothly, but he doesn't seem all that hurt. Friggin' subjuggalator hoofbeastshit, is what that is. Zack has the brilliant idea to start wrestling a highblood, so you've got to intervene. You threw the first blow anyhow.
You equip the robo-arms with a quick dismantling of a watch, and bring your Pile-Screwdriver to bear. Let's see the screwball take a hit from this and not flinch. You swing it into a thrust, from the clown's side. The pressure doesn't make a sound so much as a serious thrum of force as it extends...
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BhelliomBlue-Rose Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2014 11:47 am
The Highblood was tough... but he was more than Ready for what was to come... he flipped over Zack as the Screwdriver extended... Jets still burning Zack was clotheslined by the gigantesque tool... Gamzee then Began to Wield his Clubs and began walking toward Sareni.
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Mark was tired of waiting for this pathetic being to make a move so he stepped forward Taking a dual swing towards Neruul. He then Promptly sent tentacles swinging the opposite direction so as to Capture Neruul if he were to dodge.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 10:34 am
A shot rang out, and a high power slug of lead (actual lead, not pencil graphite) suddenly slammed into Gamzee. Whether he was knocked off balance a little or similar sent flying was dependent on how well he resisted.
Hahahahahahahaaaaaaaa! That was bloody awesome...! John shouted in amusement. OK, not as cool as a missile, but then again he was lucky not to have one. Luck always changes in context, after all.
Jon and Joenst were at it, Jon keeping the upper hand by blocking the troll's chain with his sword and allowing it to slide off whilst Joenst attempted to chop the human into pieces as he danced about the other fights. Clearly one of them was trying to stall.
Shaede is still trying to join the game... Those meteors look pretty close... (2 posts!)
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The Assassin of Chaos Captain
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BhelliomBlue-Rose Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 12:39 am
You took several beatings on the way here, nearly emptying your gel phial at a couple points. But from them, you learned a good deal. How they moved, what they aimed for, how it hurt most when they hit the target. You made sure to heal up, but you'd rather not take any hits; those look like they hurt.
Speaking on it, you dart forward and under, ducking the hooks and tentacles both. From the way he swings them, his weapons are near to useless in close combat. All you will really need to fret over are his extra limbs. Especially since you've just sliced one apart with your talons. They don't seem to be controlled directly. You aren't sure how yet, but it will come to you.
You're perhaps three feet away and closing, now.
Neruul: Aggress! ==>
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You wince as Zack hits the metal shaft straight-on. That wasn't the plan at all! Your PileScrewdriver retracts smoothly, giving you room to whirl your Battle-wrench. It's a double-ended weapon, so you might be able to keep pace with this clown's clubs. Hopefully, anyhow.
For now, you take a defensive stance. Your opponent's a bit too much to handle fairly, so you're going to have to get creative. Oh! That might work. Do that when you get the chance. That slug didn't seem to do much but take him off-balance, but it might be enough...
Sareni: Abjure ==>
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 4:26 pm
Zack: ENTER GAMER MODE ==>
Zack got up and Let his Jets Roar... This Madman is Gonna get his just reward. To Hell with this War between the last bits of Conniekka... To Hell With Beating this... Game. First thing's first. Clown... This Guy Gets how to Tick people off... he has played this game too many times. The way you see it... How to stop him is much Like Dynasty Warriors.... This Juggalo Trash is Lu Bu or the REALLY TOUGH guy in those kinds of games... At this point its Rush the Leader to win... He has the Clown in some sort of bind... or vice versa... Now to deal with the thre-- HOLY SH*T JOHN GOT HIM!!!!!!! F*CKIN JOHN XERATOR WENT AND SNIPED THIS DAMN CLOWN WITH PISTOLS THE LONE RANGER WOULD KILL FOR FROM THE PINNACLE OF YOUR HALF*SSED HARD WORK OF A TOWER ONCE BUT A CHUNK OF APARTMENT!!!! GOOD ON YA MAN!!!! NICE F*CKIN SHOT!!!!! Oh... wait you could capitalize on this... " Sareni if you got a Plan go for It! I'll follow your lead!"
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Mark: Aggrieve ==>
Mark waited a few Moments before he showed off the the Knife like ends to his Hooks. if anything he knew his foe well.... Computational. Cold. Educated. He Knew his foe well... His aim was to cull... take out the threats whether people liked it or not...He expected the fight to be very difficult but not impossible if he should take a more direct approach And that was Mark's intention. when concerning Neruul, Mark had always taken the indirect approach... Hacking, lying, nothing was below him to manipulate events so this inevitable end could go his way... even going so far as to hack into his fathers resources to find and send out the game to people whom the gods were barely coaxed into giving.... The game was his to win to create Perfect Order out of the Dregs the world had to offer. Mark threw a hook end first to Neruul... this Blood bath begins Now.
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