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 Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 8:33 pm
Myia looked at the two and pulled her arm free of Enlil's grip. "Don't touch me." She took a fighting stance but found it hard to do because of the dress she wore.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 8:35 pm
Mrs. Enlil held her hands out in front of her, palms out, as to deflect the blame. "I'm hurt," she said. "I'm just trying to help you. After all, I happen to be very good at what I teach."
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 8:57 pm
"And I happen to be very good at what I do."
A long slimy tongue shot from between the bandages and wrapped around Enlil's throat as a multitude of bandages shot from his back and wrapped Myia up tight, drawing her towards him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 9:04 pm
Myia watched and then hissed. "Just take this out of my room... Hey!" She screached fighting back. "You bloody turd. Let me go!" She said fighting back. Flip why did I have to kill my dad at this time. She thought to her self.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 11:17 am
Mrs Enlil used her infamous intangibility spell to escape the man's tongue. "You reek of death, by the way." She pulled out one of her silver and blue knives, and cut the bandages holding Myia. Ignoring all sorts of protests, she warped up, appearing about 40 feet above the roof of the school building. The knife clattered to the floor, crest-side up.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 1:35 pm
"Dont think you'll escape me that easily!" he shrieked. As Enlil looked down to where the voice had come from, he was heading straight for them. Apparently he had gone straight up through the floors as a means to get to them.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 1:37 pm
((Like punk? Check these guys out, they sound like the Ramones to me haha)) ((And yes I go to school with all of them (well the singer graduated) )) (( Horrormones))
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 1:46 pm
As Mrs. Enlil and Myia began to free-fall, Mrs. Enlil warped again to the library, unceremoniously dropping Myia onto Ella and the warrior with the Scottish accent. "I had better be getting paid overtime for this."
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 1:47 pm
"Hes after her already isnt he!" Aurora shouted.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 1:52 pm
Elain shot him an ugly look. "No, he wants to know what time it is!" She warped again, and returned with a machine gun. "Welcome to How Not to Die 101. First lesson: Don't bother with subtlety."
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 1:58 pm
"HAH. That won't do much to this guy, trust me, I've tried..." He looked away.
"You did? I don't recall. Did it happen to feel anything like this?"
His right arm arced upwards and formed into a massive jagged black tentacle, which he used to sweep across the room, sending its occupants and a multitude of bookcases hurdling to the floor.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 2:02 pm
The armed teacher frowned, and jumped to avoid the damage. "I dunno, did you ever bother to ask him why he's so intent on killing us?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 2:07 pm
"If I really wanted to kill you all, don't you think I'd have done that by now?"
Aurora ran and leapt off a table, left gauntlet primed back to smash the mans head into the ground.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 2:13 pm
The teacher nodded. "True, true. But you need to do someting with this excessive energy. You ever try a competitive sport?" She fired off her gun, each bullet creating a sheet of ice on impact.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 2:31 pm
"No, I can't say I have. How about shotput?"
He wrapped a tentacle around Aurora, and using the warrior's own momentum, whirled around in a full circle and let him go, sending him crashing into the outer wall of the library. He turned to the woman with the gun. "Useless ball, corner pocket." He reared his tentacle arm back, and with a massive forward jab, hit Enlil in the stomach and pinned her in the corner of the room.
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