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 Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 7:40 pm
"really hurt" kryxel said pointing at his stave
"if i had connected where i had aimed you would not have the force to kill me..because when i hit your knees you would lose your balance."
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 7:46 pm
"And if I had really wanted to kill you then this stave would have," Matt replied. But after a moment of thinking, he amended with: "Though I have no idea if I'm strong enough to from this close of a space, since you're not human... anyway, rules are rules. I won," Matt exclaimed gleefully.
Standing up, he spun his weapon around, taking care not to hit himself with the staff right before he hit himself with staff. Then Matt was unconscious on the floor, sprawled out and drooling.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 7:49 pm
((Fire axel, what is your siggy about? All the people have way-too-smallish heads for their bodies. They look funny,))
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 7:50 pm
Gunther finally bothered to stop, briefly eying Maggie from a distance. "What? You were bitten or something? I didn't notice..." He asked, less than interested in this conversation. "Hey! Vexis! Are you coming or not!?" Gunther had to shout because she was so far behind, just standing there dumbly. He headed over to where the nuisance was standing, dragged her along with him by the arm, then came back to Maggie. "At any rate, we'll need to go back to Exias to get you treatment...since this pain in the a** can't seem to remove toxins with her healing..."
Vexis was just barely aware of what was going on, its not that she wasn't trying to understand, but she seemed to be caught in some sort of trance induced by the Novias stream. Her skin was paler than normal, almost half-misty right now, but faded and partial, her eyes were somewhere between blue and pink, tinted with both colors but no major nor minor color. A large wave of golden energy pulsed above them, Vexis flinched in response to it. Too much energy was present...it was all too much for someone as inexperienced in energy manipulation as her. "...its...open..." Were the only two words she could utter, faint and hard to hear.
((I gtg, probably be back in a few hours...not sure though, POSSIBLE goodnight, everyone! ^_^))
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 8:05 pm
Maggie sagged, barely maintaining her stance. Barely keeping herself from collapsing. Marth wouldn't give up, she thought. He wouldn't give into this... malady.
So, with a grunt, Maggie straightened her posture and jerked her shoulders, preparing herself for more pain. Then, Vexis....
Vexis was also sensitive to the energy? Maggie had no clue about what type or kind of energy it was, but it was energy. And Gunther was seemingly insensitive to any of it.
"Gunther," she asked, her voice full of steel now, "correct me if I am wrong, but you are a combination of different races, right? ...Have you any of my species' Deoxyribonucleic acid?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:04 pm
((Annnnd how does Maggie know all this? They hadn't even told her their names! rofl ))
Gunther just shrugged causally, as if nothing at all were going on right now (totally ignoring the poisoned alien ally, the zoning and useless Vexis, wherever the giant mechanical menace of Armagedas went, and all the havoc going on above their heads. Nah, nothing was happening.). "I'm not certain, you'd have to speak with Victor for all the details. All I know is that I'm a mutated guinea pig for the researchers to have fun with." Gunther glanced from Maggie to Vexis, trying to figure out how he was going to get them both back to Exias. He sighed, shaking his head slightly. "This isn't going to work...neither of you seem to be able go that distance on your own, and, if you want to get back in time to get rid of the toxin, I'll need to use every bit of speed I've got...and I can only drag one person." Gunther mused, using every bit of brainpower he had, but each theory led to the same conclusion; leaving Vexis behind. He watched the zoning Vexis for a minute, she looked almost humorous right now. "Well, lets go.."
((I gtg))
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:29 pm
((All shall be explained. Trust me; I thought this through. But for the moment, I think Maggie shall leave.))
Maggie examined the enigmatic Gunther for a moment. He was... a mutant? Experimented... from different DNA - Deoxyribonucleic acid. Her race? She couldn't tell... and Vexis... oddity. Anomaly. Spirit of the Stars... Lost Traveler of the Many Roads.
Something dark was brewing. What had that energy been? What had that power been? Maybe... maybe it was time to abandon allies. She was a danger to them all.
Especially allies who didn't care, who weren't prepared, who just needed to be given their own space. Or was it Maggie who needed her own space?
The pyrotechnics above. Some sort... of portal? Some sort of wormhole - a gateway to a road... a Road? One of the Many Roads?
Then she knew what she had to do. Reckless, but the toxin would have to wait.
Summoning her power, bolstering her fortitude, Maggie began glowing as was the signature telltale of her powers activating. She felt... stronger, than before. Something was different. And then... the venom coursing through her veins. It was slowly eating away at her. And yet... it would not stop her.
Somehow, the Great Flow would be altered. And for the better, it could not be said. Most likely not. It couldn't be changed - the Great Flow would be altered. But she could try as best as she was able to help make that change a positive one.
Slowly, Maggie began to rise. Slowly, towards the light effects and pyrotechnics in the sky. She would be joining that wormhole, whether an antitoxin existed on the other side or not. Maggie had a feeling that it would not matter.
A great wind engulfed the entire area - a result of her power, maybe? It blew, but Maggie did not flinch or falter. Her skin-suit did not waver, and she had no hair to let blow in the wind. Her tail - it was all muscle, and did not move in the face of the onslaught of air.
Slowly, ascend. Ascension. The Slow Ascension.
((Honestly? I'm sorry for the drama - I know its way too much. But Maggie is a being of turmoil... I shall try and look into the future to see how this turns out. Should be good smile . ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:25 am
"I can't go announcing my presense all over the place. It takes away from the element of surprise when I am found out. For now, I'm just... takin' a stroll..." She sat on the edge of his bed. "You wouldn't happen to know much about the Captain here, hm? Or another captain called Jad something-or-other...?"
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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 12:33 pm
Iron enters a small video room " what the?" he looks around and finds a video caset ( which is extremely old here) he looks at the caset and puts it on the VCR showing the Iron man series " Man.. this is old!!!" he sat down to watch it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:28 pm
[Oh! A video of a drunk Nina porno! XD]
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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:47 pm
((Thats okay, we like drama here in Space! ;D))
Everything just continued to fly by, seemingly a never-ending cycle. But just as Layla started to become doubtful, the Novias stream grew far brighter than before, fading from crimson to pure golden energy. They were getting closer. Layla had to shut her eyes because of the brightness, and when she finally opened them again...she was standing on the ground of a new planet -or perhaps "old" planet? The ground was completely covered over by streams and threads of golden Novias energy, off in the distance could be seen the golden luminescence of a civilization. Layla found herself unable to move or speak, instead, she just stared in awe at her surroundings. They made it, they found the lost sanctuary of Nova. This whole planet just seemed to gleam with the golden rays of energy, Nova was the central core of the Novias stream, the very place that started everything. "Armagedas..." Layla started up, her eyes still wide with amazement of this place. "...You were made here...weren't you?"
~
As Maggie started to ascend into the sky, Gunther had pushed Vexis out of harm's path -in case Maggie were to try ambush them by surprise. He, however, just stood there, waiting and watching. The shadow of the ground -the Guardian, The celestial being -the Guider, and the bridge between them both -Maggie, the unknown. It all brought up so many unspoken questions, but deep down somewhere, the answers already lay. "...Why do we exist?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 7:47 pm
((Wow...no ones on today...Am I the only one without a life!? xp *Hiddochi's main mule*))
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 10:43 pm
((Had to take my cat to the vet - the vet two hours' drive away. Again. Poor guy is wasting away....))
Blake fingered his chin. "Nina? I honestly can't tell you a thing about her that you wouldn't already know. I know - not a lot," he admitted. "Though she is a rather remarkable character, very unique, I believe. As for data - documents, computer files, 'dirt,' so to speak, I wouldn't know. You should try the guy Steve. He seems to keep track of everything important. Or, you could ask a robot," he added.
Why the heck was he helping this woman? Boredom, probably. Besides, - oh wait. She was probably Imperial. That brought Blake's mood down.
"You know what? I just realized that I don't want to help you," Blake said sternly, trying unsuccessfully to turn his body to face away. "Good luck, I guess, but you'd better hurry before someone comes. I'll tell you were here, in any case."
It didn't cross Blake's mind that the woman might tranquilize him somehow, or worse, kill him, to keep him from talking. Or maybe it did - but there sure wasn't a whole lot that Blake could do about it.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:37 am
General Leon B. Badenov steps into the room. "What's this?" he askes with a stern constinance.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:56 am
((... whaaaa-aaaat? o_O *raises eyebrow* ???????))
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