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 Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 9:40 pm
((Cause I was thinking about Joe's voice in Avatar mode...it's kinda similar to an Archon's. Know what I'm saying?
Oh, and Joe's like, 8 feet tall in Avatar mode...I think I put that somewhere before...))
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 9:44 pm
((Which is why Gertrude's shortness is so conspicuous when she's trying to knee his face. xd ))
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 9:52 pm
((OHHH. Right.))
Joe caught the attack with one of his hands, smiling as her knee burned a bit. He brought his head down for a headbutt, albeit a very large and on fire headbutt.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 9:57 pm
Fyrin puffed a heavy breath. Well, made a heavy breathing noise. Oh, screw it. The conundrums of being dead.
He moved forward, the lens collecting itself and focusing again, but more precisely, more painfully, right on her neck and face. Ah, having friends was always confusing.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 10:00 pm
Gertrude spread her legs out and slid backwards, placing her hand against Joe's head. After he stopped, she lunged forward and a bit to the side, away from the beam, and clamped her jaws onto the top of his skull.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 10:06 pm
Fyrin tracked. It was easy, really, to get a little less precise and focus whenever she held still for more than half a second.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 10:06 pm
Enormous boils began to form on the back of Gertrude's neck, suddenly healing as she began to drain Joe.
((I have a feeling we're stuck here for a bit without Joe.))
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 10:14 pm
((FILTHY LOGGING BATARD))
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 10:24 pm
((Batard? Parlez-vous francais avec pas d'accents?))
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 8:56 am
((Uhm, no.
Batard is Engrish.
Batard Bread
We have burned this bread to a crisp with all our hearts.
I think that's the quote.
Followed generally by "The batards burned the bread!"))
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 4:00 pm
Jacob looked at Marco incredulously and shrugged, "Hell if I know!" he exclaimed before turning his gun on Gertrude once more, he fired four shots in rapid succession in an attempt to get her off of Joe.
Trying to repeat the same performance as before, Jacob attempted to light these bullets on fire as well, the first bullet was a success, second bullet exploded and fell in a small inferno soon after leaving the barrel, the third bullet failed to light but kept it's track, and the fourth was as much as a success as the first.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 7:49 pm
((Dude, what the hell! I'm gone for a few hours, and I'm getting bit again?!))
Joe roared. "Stop ******** biting me!"
Figuring that an attempt to overload her by forcing all of his mana down her throat at once wouldn't work, he once again pulled it back into his fist and brought it down on her head. The beam was focused on her, so he began to pound in that same spot, deciding it would do the most damage.
He used his other hand to crush her waist, pounding harder and harder against her legs and hips. If he broke those, she would be mostly useless.
Marco ran forward and began to fire Force Bullets into the side of her head at point blank. As hard as he could.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 8:22 pm
((Heads.
We bite them.
But yeah, for now I don't have time to post in Cabal.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:20 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 6:05 pm
Gertrude twisted with one of Joe's torso shots to spin around to the top of his back, disengaging before draining any of his mana, and jumping off his back hard, causing him to stumble as she flew up atop a roof.
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