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 Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 12:30 pm
He grabbed his stuff and left, finally off for the day. Tomorrow he had off so he'd spend it practicing. Matt started walking, having not brought a card to fly him home. 'Ah well.' He thought, 'I'll grab a bite to eat on the way, then go about like a normal person. Tomorrow I'll head out towards the woods to practice.' A smile played on his lips as he went.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 6:39 pm
Throat Slitter went into town looking for a drink. The ochimusha wasn't used to cities or villages, and he went into a dark ally. He heard a sound in the distance and felt his survival instincts kicking in. The bone mouse on his shoulder started shaking. "Bad sign" he thought as he pulled out a playing card. He used its sharp edge to open a vein on his back and felt the blood pour. The magic came to life asd he collected the blood in a bottle. He dripped a few drops on a few real cards and it dissolved like sugar in water. The card's essencce came out and a zombie called 'organ grinder' materialized. With it 'oni possession', a horned demon, was cast out and took over the grinder. And lastly a creature called 'cackling imp' to sacrafice to the oni, as I must every hour. Then, I waited.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 10:11 pm
Memnarch sensed the large pull of black mana. Wasting no time, he lept behind Throat Slitter. He claped his hands and transmuted a cage around the oni possed zombie. He claped his hands again, and two blades extended from the wrists of his gauntlets. He raised his arms in a defensive position, and reranged his stance to make it look like his heart was wide open for attack.
"Who are you?" Memnarch asked as his silver eyes shot a cold glance at the newcomer.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 10:27 pm
He stopped a block away, seeing the entrapped zombie he ducked into a alley. He had to get home, get his gauntlet and cards. God must hate him to do this, but he'd be damned if he'd let some mage start trying to control his city. But how could he get there?
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 6:49 am
All in an instant, Throat slitter felt a vibration and saw somthing in his peripheral vision. He did a double take and when i turned back, the organ grinder was caged. He snickered. "Do you really think a cage will hold him? a normol zombie yes, but this one's been possessed....by a demon" the cage burst and the grinder attacked, but not this new threat. i looked at the throat slitter and charged. He did a back flip and quickley summened a dusk imp to appeases its hunger. "still.....hungrey.....not....enough" It said. "Take him!!!" He said pointing to the figure into the shadows. Cage summoner was strong. He could feel it. not that he could see their face. No organ grinder, not even a possessed one could stop whoever that is. but it will slow them down....
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:52 am
Memnarch sighed. "No one will be hurt today," he said as he claped his hands and slammed them to the ground. A large metal spike, with the pointed end facing the possed zombie, burst from the ground. With luck, the zombie would impale himself on it. Changing priorities, Memnarch plunged one of his hands into the ground. Soon afterwards, several chains burst forth from the earth beneath Throat Slitter and attempted to entangle him.
As this was going on, Bosh, sensing that his master was in trouble, began to stealthfully make his way through the city. Soon, he entered an alley and walked up behind Matt and made a slight rumbling noise. "What may I ask is your business here?" the golem said in a somewhat loud voice.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 8:01 am
Matt turned, his mouth gaping. "What the... BOSH?!?" His head snapped back towards the two down the street. "Can they summon monsters as well or is someone else here?" A blink and he gulped, turning back towards the golem, sweating. "I'm just watching two people fight, trying to get home." His mind raced as he tried to remember Bosh's stats.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 8:24 am
Throat slitter threw some playing cards into the wall, each one a bit higher and to the left than the one before it. Kinda like a staircase. And that's exactly what was. At the same time the throat slitter threw the cards he evaded all the chains exept one, that caught him at the ankle. Bone mouse jumped and chewed on the chains and, amazingly, broke them! As bone mouse's master climed up the sharp metal cards, he said" you aren't all bad are you mousy" ...then the mouse rubbed up against the him and he felt the cold bone caress him. "And maybe you are" He said disgusted. He kept climbing until he saw 2 figures in the distance. He jumped down behind them and said "You enjoying the fight? the popcorn is at the concession stand if you need any". Then he noticed bosh...
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 1:19 pm
"Summoner? Master Memnarch is no summoner, but he is quite the artificer. I mean you no harm. I only follow the will of my creator." Bosh said.
Memnarch watched in amazement at Throat Slitter's skill. He's good. he thought. Memnarch followed Throat Slitter through the air and watched him land near Bosh and another person. Memnarch quickly ran over to Bosh and half-climbed, half-jumped up and landed on his shoulder. "I have no clue who either of you are. You are clearly a summoner, and I sense a strong level of mana in you as well...tell me know, who are you two and what is your business here?" he said as a he began to charge mana. The blue mana burst into a blue glow around his hands. While he didn't have enough skill to weave any spells, Memnarch could channel enough mana to fire a painful blast. Ocassionaly, the blasts had a side effect of temporarely paralyzing his enemies, probaly because he was channeling blue mana and the blasts were "tapping" his foes.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 3:44 pm
Throat slitter saw no other choice. He began to talk with his hands behind his back, "My name is unknown to me. my parents died before they could name me. But they call me the throa...Contaminated bond!!!". Behind his back he was collecting blood on a card. At the moment i said it she shot me with the blast. Bosh motioned to attack me when I, was paralyzed and in intense pain, said. "This enchantment will not render you paralyzed or hurt you in any way". Bosh looked confused. "But every time you attack or even block an attack, you precious creator will feel the life being drained out of her". I turned to the creator of Bosh. I will only lift the spell if we call a truce. And just so you know," I looked at Matt, " i put the spell on you too. And you will feel the pain if you attack"
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 3:48 pm
((Genetistitch you cannot dictate the actions of other people. Also I think Memmy is a boy. Plus the spell, what is it?))
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 6:46 pm
*walks calmly into seen, two swords in sash & looks around*What is all this?
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 6:47 pm
( Don't worry, I'm not angry...just try to avoid such things in the future. And Memy is a guy...I know it can get confusing, just try to ignore my avvy. I'll just pick up at the part where he casts Contaminated Bond )
Bosh began to raise his fist. "Bosh, stop! Contaminated bond, black enchant creature, whenever enchanted creature attacks or blocks, it's controller loses 2 life...I'm not entirely sure if it would work, seeing as how I didn't really summon you, but I'm pretty sure I would be hurt if you attack...clever tactic. But Bosh isn't all I have." Memnarch said. Reaching into his trench coat, he pulled out a small metal orb the size of a baseball. He reformed it into the shape of a spike and threw it at Throat Slitter, aiming for it to catch on his clothes and pin him to the wall. However, at the same time, he fired several bolts of mana to each side of Throat Slitter. If he dodged the spike, there was a good chance that a mana bolt would hit him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 6:50 pm
*jumps in front of spike, draws katana & bats spike aside*What is all this?
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 6:51 pm
Varentill *walks calmly into seen, two swords in sash & looks around*What is all this? Bosh turns to see the newcomer. "Master Memnarch, another arrives...he is strangely armed." Memnarch merely nodded his head towards the newcomer. "Make no action against me, and I will make none against you...once I deal with this threat, I wish to speak to you and this other person...you all have a stronge feel of mana around you."
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