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 Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 12:56 am
...It boots my powers.
::lifts a spoon off the table and pushes it so hard it impales into the wood::
...It allows me to do these things.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 12:59 am
Bombshell Dinah Lance ...It boots my powers.
::lifts a spoon off the table and pushes it so hard it impales into the wood::
...It allows me to do these things.
*Watches with interest and grins*
See what I meant ?.
Now I'm tempted to take it for myself...
But then again, these things rarely work for the second in line am I right.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:01 am
That is not what you need to gain the powers.
They're called plasmids.
You can buy them in Rapture for very cheap, really.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:08 am
Yes. I know.
There's always something beneath...
*Finishes her beer*... and while never heard of it. A place with a name like Rapture ?. Not exactly your regular friendly suburban zone is it...
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:09 am
It's under the Atlantic Ocean.. It's an escape.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:16 am
A seaside place ?. Exotic and intriguing. You must tell me all about it... But in another occasion I'm afraid.
As of now my time's up and I better return before search parties come out looking for me.
A pleaseure meeting you, Emilie... Let's repeat this again.
*Waves to her while walking out*
wink
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 7:55 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 10:34 am
"Mischief and destruction, mischief and destruction..." Muttering in a monotone voice as he trails about the woodwork of the establishment, his four inch voice would most likely not be heard by anyone. Which of course was an advantage his people often looked to for the purpose of their being there.
"Taps run dry, termites, mold and water damage." Going through the list of things he would cause later, an initial mock up of his plan had to be formed. Nodding and breaking into a run, the little man dives into a nearby mouse hole and exits the building.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:25 pm
*A man in a nice suit and rather odd helmet kicks down the door of the bistro. His hands are in his pockets as he walks over to an empty table and takes seat*
"Hmmm, well this is interesting. I'd hope a bistro would be full of employees. God, this experiment better have not been a ******** bust or I'm going to kill Titan..."
*He looks around and tilts his head back, rather bored.*
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:34 pm
Peering out from the safety of his hidy hole, the small armored man quickly takes note of the brute sitting at a table. Quirking a brow, the oddly colored strands of his hair seem to be moving about on their own as a devious grin slowly creeps across his face reveling less than hygienic teeth. This may be a primitive place of entertainment, but an imp never passes up the chance to cause chaos and mischief, and a Space Imp always does it with flare and ruthless spite. Wiggling both his fingers and the tendrils of his hair, the spell was away.
"On the wood he sits, bored as he may be, termites chew it to bits." The small saying initiating the spell as the wood the tall man sits on begins to disintegrate and fall to pieces.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:37 pm
::Floats in and looks around::...
I just got a chill...
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:43 pm
*The chair underneath him starts to disintegrate and a black mists appears around him. As the chair is gone it is replaced by a pure black chair steaming with the same mist that surrounds him.*
"Hmm, interesting isn't it? Well the sensors didn't sound so it's magic. I've always had problems with magic..."
*He rocks back and forth in the chair and looks around himself. He spots the orange skinned scantily dressed girl that floats in and grins*
"Well HELLO there"
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:48 pm
"What on earth is a Tamaranean. Well I gotta say if this place has more people like you I'm calling this experiment a great ******** success!"
*The chair lifts in the air and tips so he can stand. It disappears as he walks toward Kory. He walks around her looking her up and down with a grin*
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 1:49 pm
Taken back by his obvious failure in causing both harm and discomfort, the small figure steps a tad bit outside of the wall and into the open. Hugging the base boards he takes small centimeter steps away from the now two occupants of his new playground. Squinting both his eyes, though one is covered with a patch, it was an attempt to make the world blur and in his mind make him harder to see, this of course was not true.
"Star bright, star light, let these two break out in fright." Muttering and once again casting, his impish powers were over almost all things, but these two were of massive proportions and the needed anger effect might not take hold. His dream effect would be fear and flight, but only time will tell.
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