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 Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:21 pm
There will always be good guys, Hex. That's the best part about it. Whatever you are and whatever is behind you all will be defeated, we'll fight until the disgrace to our friends that's been done is undone for good.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:22 pm
There's that willpower showin' through...
::stands up, slowly::
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:25 pm
Jonah Hex There's that willpower showin' through...::stands up, slowly::
Well wasn't that tricky of you.
*Shifts to air and throws a toxic cloud of fluorosulfuric acid at Hex*
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:28 pm
::Hex's skin sizzles off the close side of his body as his hand raises on the far side, a glowing black six-shooter in hand. He fires at Rex's cloudy outline::
*BLAM! BAM! BDAM!*
::Three sinister, glowing black bullets head towards Rex::
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:32 pm
JESUS!
*Parts of him shift different states of matter and fall to the ground. They liquefy and combine to form him again, solid. He splits into three and surrounds Hex, each getting a potent napalm mixture ready with their hands and blasting it at the undead cowboy.*
Note to selves, black bullets hurt like hell.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:36 pm
::Three giant holes are blown in Hex's torso by the Napalm. At the same time, his hands shoot up, grabbing two Rex's by the throat. He tears down, ripping the throats out of both of them::
Yuh ain't powerful 'nuff tuh do this. Best yuh kin hope for is a stalemate till yuh tire out. Then Ah'm takin' yore heart an' nailin' it up on mah mantle.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:40 pm
Jonah Hex ::Three giant holes are blown in Hex's torso by the Napalm. At the same time, his hands shoot up, grabbing two Rex's by the throat. He tears down, ripping the throats out of both of them:: Yuh ain't powerful 'nuff tuh do this. Best yuh kin hope for is a stalemate till yuh tire out. Then Ah'm takin' yore heart an' nailin' it up on mah mantle.
Funny thing about being barely human, Hex.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:44 pm
Hnh. Yo're wreckin' that nice girl's work fixin' this place aftuh mah last little skirmish.
::A black wall that looks like it's built out of sharpened logs blocks the fire and acid from hitting Hex::
If yuh want tuh hear somethin' funny, Mason, listen tuh this. Ah was killed propuh over a hundred years ago. An' now that Ah'm up an' walking around, Ah remember everything.
::a giant black snake rises up out of the black fort, striking at Rex with teeth dripping black venom::
Ah remembuh things that haven't happened hyar in thuh Nexus yet. It's all history tuh me.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:51 pm
*As the snakes strikes for him he explodes into purple and orange smoke. He's hit by the venom and that part of him shifts elements again, going into a violent spasm. He goes solid again, ducking behind a table his form starts to break down from pushing too hard.*
Why don't you tell me about the future then, Hex? Make it simple, I'm not a deep guy.
*He throws phosphorous bombs made from his hands from behind the table. Each explodes in a blinding flash of light and powerful burst.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:55 pm
Ah could tell yuh...'bout the ring girl's tears an' the death of the heart....or 'bout how the blood's gonna run in here like a river...but maybe you won't be there fer it tuh matter anyhow.
::With frightening ease, Hex shoots at each phosphorous bomb, the black bullets extinguishing them with a disturbing silence::
That won't happen fer a while anyways. Maybe it won' happen at all. Like Ah said...you'll all be like us soon.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:02 pm
No come on now, I enjoy a good spoiler every now and then.
*He turns his fist into as much Inertron as he can make and jumps from behind the table, exploding his fist out from the arm like a rocket to clock Hex. He starts to drip as his form gets harder to hold.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:05 pm
::The fist explodes into Hex's skull, crushing his windpipe and ending any chance of Mason finding out more of the next year's worth of plot::
::hungry, demonic black wolves silently form behind the smashed-face form of Hex, their lips drawn back in noiseless snarls. Without a sound, they leap forward, tackling Rex and tearing into him::
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:09 pm
Jonah Hex ::The fist explodes into Hex's skull, crushing his windpipe and ending any chance of Mason finding out more of the next year's worth of plot:: ::hungry, demonic black wolves silently form behind the smashed-face form of Hex, their lips drawn back in noiseless snarls. Without a sound, they leap forward, tackling Rex and tearing into him::
Oh dammit, always gotta go for the face punch. Gotta do something to get out of this...
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:13 pm
::with the bits of his face slowly reforming, Hex starts slowly walking forward. ::
Nnnnngh. You fellas're givin' me a headache. Almost.
::Hex starts shooting at the table Rex is behind. Each shot blowing a small hole in the table, creating a Rex-shaped outline around his prone body::
Got good news fer ya, Mason. Yuh get tuh live, though Ah'm bettin' yuh feel like Hell tomorrow.
::Hex kicks over the table, the gun pointing down at Rex::
Yo're gonna tell Snow White that she's got one card in her hand she's gonna have tuh play agin' me if she wants tuh have a good night's sleep. Let her know Ah'm patient. She'll figure out the Equation.
::pulls the trigger on his gun....but it clicks as if it's empty::
::Hex turns and heads out the door::
Don't ferget what Ah said.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:19 pm
*A Rex stands behind the bar, having split again to ready another attack but looking a lot worse for wear. They both watch Hex make his way out, angry at how the conflict ended. They walk toward each other to form the full Rex and he thinks about those words.*
Figure out the Equation...?
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