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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 5:13 pm
"Ahh..the little boy is mad.." He laughs and holds his sword like a bat again and charges down at him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 5:18 pm
Jack spun his sword around. His movement though seemed faster. There were actual ghost trails trailing behind his sword, along with the mist. He grinned and chuckled quietly.
"Trust me! Jack is nothing compared to me!"
The dark energy around the sword began to grow. He could feel the malice in bane. He wanted to feed off of it.
"After this... you'll see I'm a whole new ball game!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 5:19 pm
Bane frowns and flames come out of the srowd flying at him as he gets closer.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 5:49 pm
M-Jack screamed out and shot forward with amazing speed. The mist traveled behind the sword infused with dark energy as a transparent doppleganger followed Jack's exact image. A motion trail created by his speed, nothing more, nothing less.
"I'll see you in hell!"
M-Jack took the sword and slashed at Bane.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 5:51 pm
Bane tried to back away but got a deep cut in his chest. "Damn, that hurt like hell.." He grinned but stays in pain. "Listen, we could just get along. I am only here to destroy my sister and her unborn children.."
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 5:56 pm
M-Jack chuckled quietly.
"I'll be honest... I don't mind my fresh kills. One problem: I'm the "beta" persona. That wimp you stabbed earlier is the one in control. And unfortunately, he calls the shots. If he wasn't, I'd gladly kill you sister twice over."
Jack was slowly gaining more control over this other side. However, he was having more trouble containing it while Jack himself was in control.
"Besides... let's consider that payback at the graveyard."
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 5:59 pm
He lands many feet away. "I am not going to waist my time with the likes of you..I have little time and much to do..so long.." He grins then disappears.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 6:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 6:08 pm
M-Jack grinned and laughed quietly.
"The coward always says that."
Suddenly, he felt his body go numb. The darkness in the sword went away as did the red color in his eyes. Jack let out a groan as he fell forward. He stretched out his arms to break the fall.
"Crap... I need to get out of here."
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 6:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:27 pm
Seth mumbled a curse as he stumbled over a small toy inside the junkyard. He bent down to inspect what had forced him off balance, eyeing a dirty and torn doll with one eye. He extended his right arm towards the sad toy and carefully lifted it to his face as if it were a prized jewel. It reminded him of his sister’s doll collection and how she treasured each one as he set the doll atop a rotting dresser. “There,” he said dusting off his hands, satisfied with his good deed. Seth peered through the thick brown locks of hair covering his eyes, scanning the piles of rubbish for anything of use or perhaps to pawn. Ever since the fiasco that forced him to quit his last job, money was tight. Almost as tight as his vintage pants, which were a size too small, that revealed his slender legs. “Ooh, la la” he cooed as he spotted a used guitar amongst a collection of broken mirrors.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:32 pm
Elke ran her right hand through her violet hair while scooping up a pair of black cotton gloves from a pocket in her green coat. She pulled them on with disgust knowing whatever she touched would be covered with germs. She almost gagged. The piles of unwanted rubbish glowed with amazing possibilities to her, but no time was to waste. She’d tried to find any kind of bicycle shop in the neighborhood and this was her last stop. There were rusty bodies of once ridden scooters, ripped seats from too large of bottoms, and tires that wouldn’t inflate. Her hands began to dig into the machinery dragging out mattress springs and strange wires. With child-like pleasure, she scooped out a tiny tricycle and pondered if it would crush under her small frame.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:50 pm
Seth curled his lips into a small “O” and carefully blew off the dust from the worn down instrument. He plucked one of the two remaining strings with his thin index finger, letting the dull note slide smoothly across his eardrum. “I could easily fix you up with the rest of my check,” he said as he fiddled with one of the tuning knobs. Now unable to part with his findings he gripped the wooden guitar by its neck and continued his treasure hunt through the maze of once useful and beloved items.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 9:05 pm
Elke plopped herself on the tricycle, wincing as it's body creaked in agony. She stood up to give the pathetic piece of metal a cruel look. "Are you saying I'm fat?" She hissed. Turning her back, she kicked a crooked wooden chair forcing a puke green bicycle's handlebars to slide infront of her astonished face. "Well, hello darling." She gripped it with her gloved hands and pulled thought it wouldn't budge. Elke sat down with a pout, staring down her enemy. Before she could go for another round she heard footsteps coming closer. "Who's there?!" She shouted, her voice struck with worry. Her mind created countless monsters that could be around the corner.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 9:16 pm
Seth rounded a corner of appliances, his cloudy blue eyes lazily scanning the scenery. He leaped backwards hearing a shout from ahead, almost tipping over an ancient looking pot. “Why, I’m here! Who else?” He teased as his voice echoed over the scraps of metal. His feet carried him through a sick looking puddle of green muck as he slowly approached the source of this new sound.
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