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 Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 5:59 pm
Waker had bin blown off the flyer as he landed on the ground. He then darted up to the flyer that fired the missle now on the wing the missle would surely strick the flyer as waker was on it. "Man how in the heck am I supose to do this myself".
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:00 pm
Wolf paused and burst into laughter. He turned and looked at Terravette before saying. I'm amazed that you succeed in finding something stupid to say everytime you speak. I have many reasons to live, I have a purpose, I know why I exist, as for who I am. At the moment I'm Wolf, however there are several of us sharing this body which is why Shadow exists within me. I'm quite impressed that you have such weak powers of observation. It's little wonder your people were wiped out if they were as flawed as you. The only part you had right is that I don't know what draws me here although I have a suspicion. Shadow left something unfinished with 9. He then entered the kitchen shaking his head at the fact someone so self-rightous and idiotic existed. He made a mental note to kill him once everyone's business was taken care of.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:02 pm
The plane errupted in a massive ball of fire, the shockwave slamming against Waker's back sending him flying off in any one dirrection. That still left 11 planes, and each one was arming their missles. They all recieved tone at once and in order, starting from one side of the line to the other, they missles roared out. Most of which were trackers, the others were just pure bio seekers.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:06 pm
((Hey i only thought there were 12 so if i got 2 then there would be 10
Waker then flew off in a direction as he hit a tree and leveled it. "Owe that hurt". He then pulled himself up and looked up as he saw more missles. "Ah crap". Waker then stood his ground as the missles closed in on him. Before they would hit he would disepear if it would work.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:07 pm
"Then tell me what your purpose is. What you live for. Prove me wrong, if you even can. Only then will I not bother you again."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:11 pm
EarthWaker ((Hey i only thought there were 12 so if i got 2 then there would be 10 Waker then flew off in a direction as he hit a tree and leveled it. "Owe that hurt". He then pulled himself up and looked up as he saw more missles. "Ah crap". Waker then stood his ground as the missles closed in on him. Before they would hit he would disepear if it would work. ((No, the missle hit the plane with no piliot in it...so that's only 1 plane.)) The missles continued to close in, Waker's plan would have worked if they all fired at once. Unfortunatly for him though, that they fired one after the other. He may avoid the first five or so, but the remaining missles would retract their target and adjust themselves.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:12 pm
Wolf took a bottle of red wine from a shelf in the kitchen and poured himself a glassfull. He then returned to the main room and said simply. You're not actually bothering me now. No more than a gnat. As for my purpose or what I live for. I have a compound I maintain and friends to protect. As well as a personal goal that is no one else's business. With that Wolf sat on a couch with his back to Terravette and sipped his wine calmly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:14 pm
*Naromi came down from the stairs and sat on the couch with a sigh, unable to find what she wanted. Her tail twiched slowly as she looked to the floor, kinda absent minded*
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:19 pm
"Friends huh? I guess you're not as hopless as I thought. It's a shame we couldn't be."
*Terr walked over to the couch and sat beside Naromi.*
"What are you lookin for?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:20 pm
Huh? ...oh? me? nothing...nothing at all
*she looked to him then looked to the ground once more*
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:21 pm
Waker then then teleported behind the missles as they would hit the ground. Waker then falls to the ground as he was to weak to fight. He was in no condition to fight as he had just got back from home. Waker sitting on the ground looks up as some of the missles hit the ground as dirt, sand and gravel flie up into the air. He then yeld into the air as words came out. "HELP NOW WHO EVER".
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:23 pm
Wolf drained his wine and laughed before pulling his scarf upward and over his face. He stood slowly and tossed the glass to Terravette. Don't be foolish. My friends are those worthy of my respect not self-rightious imbeciles. As he spoke he melted into the ground and went to work. He had used his time while the fool was distracted to give orders to Shadow's minions within the dojo. He would know when she returned.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:23 pm
"Final run boys! HUAH!" The planes all roared their responce in the exact same shout. The tones armed themselves as they closed the distance. "RED LIGHT! REPEAT RED LIGHT! DISENGAGE FROM THE TARGET!" Hidjie had stepped in at the last moment, being to distracted with the MSC he had completely forgot about the fighters and Waker. All the planes veered off target, but not before one or two of them unloaded their payloads. Two, extreamly dense, energy trigger bombs roared towards Waker in a briliant display of blue and white lights.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:24 pm
*Terr's ears twitched at the sound of Waker's voice. He teleported outside, only to find Waker on the ground with multiple fighters above. Their missles closing in.*
"Hold your horses."
*Terr ported them off far to the side of the bombs. Keeping them safe for now.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 6:26 pm
*Phi grumbled and stalked off to the kitchen*
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