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 Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:24 pm
The shield didn't break from the bat hitting it, but it went down because Angel let the shield go as he swung the bat. She dove to the ground, so that when the bat went forward it didn't smack her. It'd most likely put a big kid like that down on the ground, unless he had good agility, which was possible.
As she hit the ground, she rolled to her knees and lifted her hand. A sphere built up on the palm before she tossed it at the guy, in whatever position he was in, whether it be on the ground or moving towards her. If it hit that would give the kid a nice jolt, making him helpless for a few minutes.
"Sweet. Oi' Angel, you owe me one now!"
The words bit her ears. She saw what Tweak had done, but she certainly didn't feel like she owed him anything, just yet.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:32 pm
And Vahn steals a go-cart. Probably the little kid's.
Whoosh. There was no shield, there was no old woman. Nothing, and he was expecting resistance. He was overbalanced, and falling forward, but one big step solved it, catching himself from going over as he followed through with the bat, swinging it over towards his right and back up quickly, nice big circular swing, as he brought it back down towards Angel.
Course, he didnt' get too far with it. The ball of light pegged him square in the chest. He was a huge target, after all. He felt numb all over, and the swing he was stepping into soon enough turned into a full fledged fall forwards towards Angel.
Snog was going to hit either pavement or kitsune, but either way, it was going to hit hard.
....
As Tweak pulled Timmy out of the cart, he found a nice, clear cart. Almost crazily clean. Not a speck of dust, grime, grease. Had to be some OCD kid to keep it like that.
The small one turned as Tweak called to him, and promptly got pegged, right in the forehead with the can, he went down, but it was pretty well controlled, landing on his a**, grabbing onto the hand. He was trembling as Tweak waved around the crossbow, and he realized that Timmy, and Snog most likely, just got killed.
He scrambled to get up, and finished painting the "A". Then, he was going about outlining the words, as Tweak commanded, saying nothing, but working quickly, messing up a few times. He could hardly hold his hands still, and his knees were knocking.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:33 pm
So some kid was vandalizing the building, someone else was attacking Angel, and Vahn was...climbing into a Go-Kart.
What the hell?
Owle did not want to get involved with whatever was going on here, especially since Angel and Tweak seemed to have this covered.
"Hey, Vahn! What are you doing?"
It wasn't like all three of them could fit in that thing...
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:36 pm
"Zoom, zoom, zooom~"
He laughed harshly even as he began speeding away.
He was pretty sure if she wanted to, she could transform into something compact enough to slip in with him.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:36 pm
Tweak climbed in Timmy's gocart, got comfortable, and took a moment to find the button to start it up.
This resulted in him immediately shooting forward, crushing Timmy's left hand totally under the wheel, spinning in a complete circle with squealing tires, and almost tipping the cart before it stettled back to a stop. And he was all like, "What the ******** was that?"
Pretty powerful little go-cart.
Cue Tweak driving around the area in circles while getting accustomed to it, probably almost running over Angel and Athan at least once.
...Though he made sure to scream, "Keep it up or die!" when he came close to the spraypaint kid.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:41 pm
"Dammit," grumbled Rage, having just arrived to see Vahn trying to zoom off. "Fine, if that's the way we're going to play things...."
If there was another go-kart available (or with an NPC in it) he'd elbow the driver in the face, toss his toilet on the back, and chase after his teammates. If not, well... looked like he was hoofing it.
((Off I go to work.))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:43 pm
As the boy started to fall forward Angel was off her knees and moving quickly away. She wasn't going to sit around and see what sort of damage he could put on her.
When he hit the pavement, she moved to him and grabbed the bat, just in case he got up. Because strangely, she was searching his pockets for anything of value. Like a marble?
She cursed under her breath when Tweak circled her in the cart. "Learn to drive!" That was when she noticed Owle but didn't say anything. She was set on trying to find a valuable object on the boy she knocked down.
Hearing Rage, she looked up and frowned, watching him take off in a cart also. "What the hell?" No big deal. They had Road Runner Athan to take care of their travels.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:48 pm
<******** you."
Owle sent the words, telepathically to Vahn. What the hell was he playing at?
Popping the light purple marble she'd been wearing out, and putting the Dasher back in, she took off after him...she didn't need no stinkin' go-kart!
((Following Vahn to wherever the hell he's going. Would be nice if he let his teammates know.))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:48 pm
((Oh, yeah. GM note. Dasher would work even if you were in a cart. Thus Dasher + Cart Driver = Lightspeed go-carting. wink ))
He was starting to stir as Angel disarmed him, and started searching him. His first pocket, well, that was disgusting. There was a mashed up, open, twinkie in his pocket. No marble thre.
Second pocket had a few gold notes, his wallet, school ID, all that stuff.
Third pocket, third ws the jackpot, coming up with a little marble that seemed to glow. ((Angel Gains Fortifier))
As Tweak started running over Timmy's hand, it popped like a pimple. There was a glassy noise s a marble shot out f his hand, rolling across the pavement. Like Angel's, it seemed to glow slightly in the daylight. ((Guess it's up for grabs, just being ont he ground))
And the little guy, he was still working furiously as per Tweak's command. He was done with the C-O-B, and was starting to outline the R.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:53 pm
Tweak barely noticed the marble and almost ran it over. He was having too much fun driving around the area crackling. There was the urge to go buy goggles or something and be trendy, but ignored that for now.
Though he did at least come to a stop once Angel was done with her whole thing. He had barely paid any attention to the other three in his interest in his own individual cart.
So when he stopped and peered out of his cart at Angel, stationary now, he was all like, "...Where did the other two go?"
...And then he noticed the glowey marble down near his cart, strained over the edge, and snatched it up for his own goodness. This was a comical sight of him all hanging out of the cart and trying to grab it without leaving totally. He would manage it after almost falling out of the cart and looking totally ridiculous with his shirt riding up and all.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:56 pm
"You're disgusting." Angel mumbled under her breath as she searched the boys pockets. She quickly stood, raising a hand. "Found one!" Now, she had marble in one hand, bat in the other. The feeling to hit the boy came over and she hit him on the back with the bat while dropping it there.
Turning to look, she saw that Tweak ran over the boys hand. Ironically, there was a marble rolling away from the hand. "Stop the cart!" Which he seemed to finally do. She glared at him.
Walking over to his position in the cart, she looked at the marble he possessed. "Wonder what these'll do..?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:01 pm
((Tweak Gains Fortifier. Check the Marbles thread. They have the descriptions up.))
Conk. The bat was just insult to injury. Not like Angel swung it that hard, but it still brought a groan from the kid as the bat clattered to the ground next to him.
He was still stirring slightly. Not dead at least. But he was still out of it.
And now, the small kid was finally finishing up the "A" on Cobra.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:06 pm
Tweak was all inspecting his marble and stuff, rolling it in his hand. He did not have an answer to her question though. Instead he merely shrugged at her.
"Have no clue what they do. Do not want to try it just yet either," and with that he shoved the marble into the same side pocket on his bag that Athan's had originally gone into. Though he was doing it slow since he was looking at the painting kid rather then at his bag so he fumbled a few times.
Cue him picking up the crossbow, pointing it at the kid's back, and glancing over that way.
"Hey kid, if you've got a marble hand it over right now. Oh, and you done good on that. Looks spiffy, now draw a smiley face below it kthx."
All said with an ' whee ' sort of expression. He was still rather estatic from driving the cart.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:12 pm
Angel glanced back at the one she'd knocked down. "He's going to get up any minute. So, if you're planning on something you better do it now." She looked back at the kid that was painting on the side of the building.
She shoved her marble into her pocket. Turning to look at Athan, who was still in auto-follow, she reached out her hand. "Give me yours." When he handed it over she gave it to Tweak. "Hold onto this one." Or if he wanted to use it, she didn't really care.
All she knew is that she was getting a ride in the go-cart, so she hopped in with Tweak, pushing him to the side, so that they could both fit.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:17 pm
The kid turned around slowly, holding up his hands, spray can still there.
"Which one first?!" he cried out, his voice, high pitched, nasally, whiny. After all, he was ordered to do two things first. And well, he didn't want to DIE because he didn't do them in order.
He was trembling, shaking, and it looked like he had pissed his pants. What with this Crossbow of Justice always being waved at them, and how they just layed out the strongest kids he knew.
Snog stopped moving. He was still breathing over there, but he wasn't groaning, he wasn't twitching.
And Timmy, well, Timmy was out of it. Maybe dead. Entirely possible that Tweak stopped his heart.
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