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 Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 9:42 am
((Okay, for those who might end up reading this post wondering who the ******** Festus is. The description has been posted the character database.))
How the hell do I find my self in these god damn places?
When one is in the void you are either an infrequent visitor, or the opposite. For Festus... well she was a first timer today. A first timer who, with every passing minute, became slightly more frustrated.
Lets see. Shall I go south and head towards the light? Or North towards what seems to be an endless pit of darkness?
With her demon right arm hanging at her side. Festus combed through her short hair, with her human like fingers of her left arm. Slowly and cautiously watching as a random... disgusting, creature began to walk towards that so called light.
Can't say that I don't fit in.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 9:54 am
::And from behind her, in the endless black came a voice. It was rather friendly, for now. The figure seemed male, it had two arms, and two legs and was steadily walking in what seemed to be a normal pace. Not shifting side to side, or limping or any of the like. But the rest of its features seemed somewhat masked by swathes of black cast from the pit.::
'New here?
::It said, and yet closer inspection revealed that the voice had come not from the being itself, but seemingly from underneath her, or rather from her shadow as it was cast back by the bright light into the darkness.::
'Lost?
::The voice continued.::
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 10:07 am
Great now the tall, dark, and creepies are deciding to talk to me. However through further inspection she noticed that the voice had come from her shadow. Of course it did... now my day is complete. Even when speaking inside her head, her "voice" dripped with sarcasm.
Actually, I come here all the god damn time! Thus why I'm so- I'm NOT lost! In fact I was about to go... um... this way?
In the movement for flustered confusion. Festus pointed in both directions... obviously lost.
GREAT! You idiot...
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 10:15 am
::The voice laughed, and the figure could be seen lifting a hand up to his chest as he laughed. Progressively he grew closer, and yet still his features were lost in the darkness.::
You dont want to go that way...that way is empty. Boring.
::There was a pause in the voice, as a bit of shadowplay moved the womans shadow so that its hand seemed to be waving her toward the darkness, and the figure spoke.::
Why dont you come with me?
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 10:26 am
Glaring at her shadow. Festus resisted to stomp upon it's face.
Do you mind!? It's very rude to play with things that belong to others, especially without permission.
Idly she moved her blank white eyes to look upon the shadowy figure.
Maybe I do want to got that way. Perhaps I enjoy the boring life, and maybe I don't want to go with you. After all, don't mothers always say not to talk to strangers? Especially if you can't see the face of that man... women?
... what the hell are you suppose to be anyway?
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 8:31 pm
Winget Glaring at her shadow. Festus resisted to stomp upon it's face. Do you mind!? It's very rude to play with things that belong to others, especially without permission. My apologies... ::The voice trailed off as a shutter rippled through the shadow and it returned to normal. The voice seemed sincere, and the figure continued walking, now seeming a bit more masculine as it came closer to the light. Its had wide shoulders, and looked like it stood about 6ft tall. It was most strange that despite the darkness that shrouded its body, its eyes seemed almost too visible. As if they glowed just a slight violet.:: Winget Idly she moved her blank white eyes to look upon the shadowy figure. Maybe I do want to got that way. Perhaps I enjoy the boring life, and maybe I don't want to go with you. After all, don't mothers always say not to talk to strangers? Especially if you can't see the face of that man... women?
... what the hell are you suppose to be anyway? Me...? I'm just a humble shadow. A humble shadow trying to... ::The voice paused for a moment seemingly picking the perfect word.:: ... help, a lost girl. Perhaps a lost little girl... ::He hinted at that "little" comment with a bit of laughter. The comment raised a question he simply had to ask.:: Do you still listen to your mommy?
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 4:26 am
Chris Custard Siat took the first punch into his forearms and juked sidewards as the uppercut came in, grabbing it at the wrist to yank Sunstrike into an elbow aimed at his stomach. If it connected, he would then turn so he had his back against Sunny's chest and wrap his arms around his head until Siat fell onto his arse which would drive Sunstrikes chin directly into his shoulder. With an oof, Sun winced as the elbow was driven into his stomach, doubling over and then throwing himself forward into a somersault, missing Siats' regrip on his neck and skidding around to face the boy again, panting to regain lost air. Dust kicked up as he used the grip on the ground to throw himself forward before the other man could collect himself, aiming a quick punch to a kneecap before throwing his leg around in a sweep kick, aimed at pulling the stunned leg and Siat's remaining good one out from under him.
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 5:04 am
The fist hit Siats knee, but he rolled with it and slid the foot backwards onto his toes so he was in a kneeling position which lessened the damage and set him up for his next move. As the leg came sweeping in, Siat grabbed it with both hands and used the support from his good leg and push himself onto his back, pulling Sunstrikes leg with him. He immediately wrapped his legs around it to lock it in place and then used one hand to steady the shin and the other to twist Sunstrike's foot aiming to break it at the ankle.
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 5:37 pm
Sun felt the hands close around his ankle. s**t... Kid played rough...
Not to be undone, when Siat fell back, grip around Sun's foot, the man threw his body forward.
Siat would feel all of Sun's 150-55lb weight settle right onto his chest as he landed knees first onto a ribcage. A hand grabbed a shirtcollar and hauled upwards against the boy for a very quick punch straight across the face.
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 8:07 pm
Maximos Winget Glaring at her shadow. Festus resisted to stomp upon it's face.
Do you mind!? It's very rude to play with things that belong to others, especially without permission.
::The voice trailed off as a shutter rippled through the shadow and it returned to normal. The voice seemed sincere, and the figure continued walking, now seeming a bit more masculine as it came closer to the light. Its had wide shoulders, and looked like it stood about 6ft tall. It was most strange that despite the darkness that shrouded its body, its eyes seemed almost too visible. As if they glowed just a slight violet.::Winget Idly she moved her blank white eyes to look upon the shadowy figure.
Maybe I do want to got that way. Perhaps I enjoy the boring life, and maybe I don't want to go with you. After all, don't mothers always say not to talk to strangers? Especially if you can't see the face of that man... women?
... what the hell are you suppose to be anyway?
::The voice paused for a moment seemingly picking the perfect word.::
...help, a lost girl. Perhaps a lost little girl...
::He hinted at that "little" comment with a bit of laughter. The comment raised a question he simply had to ask.::
Do you still listen to your mommy? Festus gave a small curtsies to the man to top of her sarcastic remark. At the same time biting upon her tongue to prevent the smirk of amusement to spread across her lips. Festus did not smile, but she had to admit that this man... or shadow... was starting to, dare think it? Intrigue her? Now as for my mother? Well she hasn't said much for the past few years, so no I don't...
However the saying "don't talk to strangers" is good advice. Why should a women trust a stranger? There are creatures in this worl-er universe who more then a little suspicious. However I suppose if the women were truly lost, which she's not, she may wish for help, but still be weary of those who offer it. However, if a said gentleman were to introduce himself with a name. Perhaps this women might accept the... With her speech she paused. Obviously reluctant to utter the next word. ...help.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 10:12 am
As Sun came flying in towards Siat, his foot would swing upwards and push against Sun's legs to give him extra flight and cause him to flip over onto his back, safely away from Siat. He then leapt on top of Sunstrike with his knees on his biceps and his bum just above his nipples, out of reach of his legs unless he was a lot more flexible than he looked.
"If you wanted to be on top, you should've just asked."
Sun's head would be lifted by his hair and then his fist would come crashing down like a hammer, right onto his nose.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 3:39 pm
Siat actually landing on Sun after throwing him would be debateable, considering the force was enough, especially because Sun wouldn't just hold still and wait for the boy to land on him.
A roll, a skid, and Siat's face moving forward would meet the reciving end of Sun's foot slamming into his jaw.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 3:43 pm
Well, that's exactly what he got. His head snapped backwards and he fell with it. "Son of a... that hurt!" He sat up and looked at Sun, a pained expression in his eyes.
"Why'd you do that?" sad
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 3:46 pm
"..." Still on edge, Sun stared hard at the boy. No idea...he's got no idea how to use it yet...
"What do you really want?"
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 3:49 pm
"Well I want an ice pack and a hug right now." sad
A blue-black mark was beginning to form on the side of his jaw, his lip bleeding slightly.
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