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 Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 12:46 pm
"Even fireworks can hurt when you're getting a roman candle in the face. Come on you cocky sons of bitches, bring it on."
((Just so you know, I'm heading home soon, so there's going to be maybe a 30 minute period where I'll be not posting anymore. Not yet, but soon))
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 12:49 pm
The razortooth in front snarled as he looked towards the sky, although not a true lycan, his bones began to break and reform, his muscles tore and rebuilt, stronger. With a growl, he turned not into a true lycan, but a hideous , monstrous mixture. The remaining two razorteeth looked at each other, unable to attain this skill yet, they held fast, looking around for the other man who had disappeared off into the shadows.
Tom however, growled at Asmodai, then leapt towards him with lightning fast speed.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 12:54 pm
"That's right you poor excuse for a science project. Come and get me." His arms flared more as the monstrosity came at him. He got into a stance that would hold his footing, and put his arms in front of him, kind of like the stance of a sumo.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 12:59 pm
Shadow dashed to the side as the half-half wolf jumped, getting out of the way, even though the attack was launched at Asmodai. Since these super mortals were still mortals, he knew their minds would not be focused enough to notice him with their attention on their attacking comerad. With silence inheirit of the dark itself, Shadow dashed foreward, coming in at an angle and slashing across at the nearest enemy.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 12:59 pm
Seeing the fire burst from Asmodai's hands but a moment before, he wasn't stupid enough to charge into that area, instead he took a large side-leap, into a nearby wall, and jumped up and above Asmodai, flying towards him with his mutated claws ready.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 1:01 pm
d**k and Harry, the two remaining human-like razorteeth, stood back to back. As Shadow came hurling from nowhere, blade drawn, they moved as one, ducking and rolling to opposite sides in a fluent motion. They then drew their own knives, made of silver found to harm the regenerative cells they have inside themselves.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 1:07 pm
((Asmodai had to go.))
Shadow smirked as they turned and drew knives. He could care less which one faced, and their silver knives would never hurt him the way theyobviously thought they would.
He continued the slash, sliding the length of his blade across one of the knives and continuing the motion, thrusting his second blade between the smaller weapons aiming for the man's heart.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 1:10 pm
A flash of dark light emits from Harry as he concentrates, then lets the blade slice straight through him without harm. Just as fast, he rolled away and threw a couple of knives back at shadow, and his team-mate, d**k, charged at him from behind.
(( I might take a while to reply, cooking dinner))
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 1:14 pm
Shadow leaped high, flipping deftly in the air to avoid both attacks. He landed behind the charging man, curious as to weather or not the mortal was skilled enough to avoid his teammate's flying knives.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 1:22 pm
Both minds as one, d**k watched Shadow dodge the attacks and moved his head an inch to avoid the flying daggers. They both turned at him, getting angry now. Their vampiric auras started to glow dark, and in an instant they were both in the air beside him, daggers drawn once again.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 1:24 pm
Two keen, vampiric fangs pushed their way into a cheeseburger, taking a chunck out of the meal. Swallowing his mouthfull, Daragio continued down the rather quiet street, his black trench coat flowing. The vampire unconciously pushed his damp, blue hair away from his face. It always seemed to get in his eyes when it was wet. Shaking his head, he lowered his head to take another bite out of his cheeseburger, but a curious sound seemed to pick up in his acute ears.
Daragio's blue eyes searched an ally at his right, and saw a rather interesting conflict. It appered that there were a few more talented than mere mortals amongst them. Without speaking a word, he leaned back against the ally wall, taking a chunk out of his cheeseburger.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 1:25 pm
((I'm on the ground actually. And unfortunately, I have to go. Hope we can continue later tonite.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 4:00 pm
*Rogue dove out of the way as the other vampire threw a punch. Keen little bugger she was. Rogue pulled out 2 sai's and sliced open the woman's arm.
Rogue backed up slowly head lowered, yet the vampire could see her eyes. she shot her a playful look and smiled baring fangs and laughing evilly.
the vampire drew a knife and dove at her wrecklessly. she would pay for that move. Rogue evaded the knife and jabbed one of the sai's into her chest, then moved the other one slicing her throat.*
"Sorry we couldn't talk this one out love."
*It wasn't Rogue's custom to kill her own kind, but when they were on the hitlist of some of her handlers, money meant more than some unknown leech's life.*
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 4:38 pm
*Rogue left the body there and lit a cigarette while walking away. she had poured gasoline all over this 2nd floor of an abandoned apartment building.
she tossed the match while walking out and the place caught on fire.
she walked down the street at a casual pace and went into a nearby bar.*
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 4:46 pm
The vampire left the ally, finding nothing of entertainment within. Sighing deeply, he ran a hand through his damp, blue hair, moving it out of his eyes. Placing his hands in his black trench coat's pockets, he began to walk down the street casually, appraising the stores and resteraunts with his emotionless, blue eyes. He grew weary of traveling aimlessly around the city. Perhaps it wes time he found somewhere to stay for awhile.
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