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 Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:08 pm
On his shoulder blades and his hips, four red eyes appeared. A set of them following Crystal and Tyr running away. Looks like the neighborhood kids were right. I am a demon... He thought before placing his concentration on Zeno. He raised an eyebrow, his mouth settling into a frown.
"Bring it, Bot Boy." He said calmly as he flexed his claws.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:08 pm
::He quickly bowed, and retreated following after 9. He didnt wish to have to fight this man, but he figured Akki could handle himself::
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:10 pm
Focht's right hand slides free, leaving it a bloody mess. He started to catch his breath and smiled.
"Persistance pays off......"
Reaching over with his bloody right hand, he adds his blood to the blight and pushes on the restraint, pulling his left hand free. He grit his teeth agains the pain of pushing with his raw bloody hand and tearing his flesh again.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:18 pm
Zeno: *chuckles* demons..... cocky...... *He was extremely close to the demon already. Zeno lunges forward and tries to wrap his arms tightly around the demon's waist*
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:24 pm
"Robots...annoying..." He retorted back as he bent his legging kicking his knee and its blade upward to impale Zeno. Zeno successfully wraps his arms around Andre, but if robots could feel a mouth from each side of his waist has appeared and was now trying to gnaw off Zeno's arms. He opened his wings to keep balance as he also tryed to elbow Zeno, trying to impale him with the blade that sprouted from it.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:31 pm
Focht sighs and grabs an edge of the table near his head and pulls up with his right leg, pointing his toes. With a strong pull and some wiggling he mananged to get his right foot free and soon repreated the process with his left. In the process he lost part of his heel and part of the top of his foot with freeing each ankle.
"Grr.......... ouch...."
He sits there and gently ices over the damage Mastema had done last night. Sighing he reaches down to his feet and ices them over to form something like the sole of a shoe on each. Hoping off the table, he walks out of the "lab" heading down the hall to to the elevator at the end and pushes the button.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:32 pm
Zeno: ku~~ oh it's sweet of you to try and eat me but no stare *The blades hit their mark, but would have a hard time pushing all the way through. The teeth slowly start to grind through his arms* Time for a taste, bud.... *Zeno clutches the demon's back and starts to pull the demon's energy into himself*
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:39 pm
He growled as he felt his energy begin to drain. Trying to fight the drain, he smashed his claws in Zeno before trying to pull Zeno away with them. The mouths on his waist and his own mouth opened and began to glow a firey red summoning the power of volcanic hell fire. He aimed his main mouth on top of Zeno's head as all three mouths exploded in glorious molten rock and lava from the depths of Hell.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:43 pm
Zeno: Son of a BZZT.... *He instantly tears himself away, and jumps back before much of the molten rock gets on him. indeed his was now searing and steaming, but he laughed* oooo.....not too shabby.... but not that great either..... hmm.... *He looks in the direction Crystal had run out on* Maybe I'll track her down later. Let's rock big boy.... *His elbow opened and the aura rifle extended outward*
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:48 pm
"You will not get near her, you obsolete refridgerator." He growled baring his main fangs at him like a mad dog. He closed his claws as the mouths from his waist disappeared. He roared with his main mouths as the same intense lava spewed from his mouth at Zeno.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:50 pm
Zeno: Too slow.... *His skates pop out on his heels and he skids, very quickly, right up to the demon as it spewed rock, ducked, aimed the rifle at the demon's throat, and fired a powerful aura shot in a shotgun fashion*
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:57 pm
The eyes on each side of his hip was able to follow and stopped the flow of the lava just in time to perform his next move. He quickly brought his left hand up to the path of the aura blast where a mouth opened up on his palms while his other palm opened up revealing another mouth aimed at Zeno's blaster. The blast from Zeno's rifle entered the opening and as quickly as it was fired in, it came out of his other palm right.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 12:02 am
Zeno: *laughs when the blast is reabsorbed into him* Didn't you learn anything about my energy absorption? hell it's my own aura! Rasho-sen! *As the aura rifle is reholstered, his other arm swings around and the forearm detaches as it launches at the demon. If it hit it would stick to him*
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 12:08 am
Andre stayed still as the mouth moved away from the palm of his hands. The detached forearm would hit him in his lower abdomen. At that very spot, a mouth formed opening wide enough that the forearm could go through and to the other side also opened showing what was behind him. As he felt the forearm completely pass through he took a single step forward before suddenly rushing at Zeno, his left claw aiming to crush his right arm while his right aimed to rip open its abdomen.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 12:18 am
Zeno: damn! *Zeno moved his half length right arm moves to avoid the claw and a large magnet appears from the elbow* Hah! Eat this! *He allowed the other claw to strike his abdomen and open the compartment. A green paper bag is flung at Andre's face and explodes whenever it makes contact with anything. This was only a front. To avoid the bag or its blast at such close range, Andre would have to jump back and into the path of the returning forearm, drawn by the magnet*
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