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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 3:12 pm
There's a marble in a old piece of alien technology, but there's not one in the shops Aiolos looked at. Geez. He decided to hang here for a bit, there might be something that caught his eye.
He took out the 24k gold zippo lighter he looted out of his pocket and decided to get the thing appraised at a jewelery shop.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 3:14 pm
Emerging from the ground in the middle of the shopping district came a silver-haired demoness and a brown, mousy-haired man in robes. They were lying on the ground, clutching one another.
Aiolos marble senses would be tingling.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 3:18 pm
Aiolos came out of the shop with a large bag of gold in his pocket. Then his marble senses alerted him of one nearby. Dragging Adambot, he saw two people, they seemed like they were having a good time well he didn't want to disturb them. His marble senses were stronger than his logic. He went closer and looked down on the two.
"Having fun?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 3:22 pm
As Aiolos approached, Flare and Brad seperated and got to their feet. Flare, the demoness, had a rapier clutched in one hand, and seemed a bit worse for wear. Brad, the robed man, carried no weapons.
"Usurper scum!" Flare yelled at him, and in a moment a weak, one foot diameter fireball would be heading for Aiolos' face.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 3:27 pm
The girl yelled, and the musican took a few steps to the side. If there was something Aiolos knew, it was that you didn't get in the way of a woman and their intimate moments.
Aiolos was surprised enough to step a few steps to the right from Flare before the fire hit him.
So, kill her, get a marble for Adam? Great..... Easier said then done.
"Sorry about that, geez! I wouldn't have asked to join in or anything!"
((Edited, thanks.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 3:31 pm
((It's heading straight at you; taking a few steps back means it still hits you. Maybe you should sidestep instead?))
"Brad, I'll handle this one! Find the others!"
Flare wasn't interested in bargaining with Aiolos, nor listening to anything he said. She would take one lunging step after him, whichever way he had gone, thrusting the tip of her rapier at his throat. She was after his life.
Brad would hesitate for a moment, then vanish under the earth.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 3:46 pm
Okay. Not cool. When she came lunging at him with a sword, that's when this thing got serious.
Aiolos, like he did, ran to the right took out his C flute and ran into a large shop, think JCpenny. He needed knives, or teddy bears, something! Anything would do.
((Edit.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 3:51 pm
Another fireball followed Aiolos as he ran into the store. A spot of blood would nick the side of his neck as he turned and ran from her.
Now that he had his back turned, he wasn't going to see this fireball coming. It would explode upon impact, pushing him forwards and into the wall of the store, long before he had gotten inside.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:02 pm
((Mmkay, jumped the gun a bit.)) Aiolos smacked into the wall, his nose was bleeding as well as his neck, and his cloak was on fire, it wasn't exactly hard to miss either. He was in a daze for a few moments before he figured out what to do now. Well, it was obvious, wasn't it? He stopped, dropped. Aiolos rolled on the ground so the fire could go out. There were holes in his cloak when the fire was. "Crazy bi-" Aiolos growled, rubbing the stinging pain on his neck, that he could forgive, but you did not ******** with his cloak. He wiped his nose and got up, scrambling to the store, he had to get in, apparently in firing range. ((Insert Previous post here)) The owner was surprised when Aiolos threw the bag of money to the nearest cashier. "I'm buying everything, get the hell out of here!" When Flare would go into the shop, raiper raised, the shopkeeper would need no second beckoning. What was he going to do....? Aiolos was running to the kitchenwares section, it was his best bet. Shelves of pots and pans were displayed all over the place, the section was like a small grocery store, aisle after aisle of cooking acessories, pots, pans, and most importantly, knives. Aiolos played up a twister, he was going to need it, the store was large, he'll have breathing room before that psycho found him. He played twister in and had the wind twirl lightly in front of the section. Quote: “Twister”: A happy tune that has many alternating notes, the fast tune involves notes that are usually opposite from one another played, Like high and low, The winds the notes make form a small twister in the area, picking up any light things or light people. If left to develop, the twister becomes stronger, and will gradually pick up heavier and heavier things until it can destroy large sized buildings, which is the heaviest damage it can do. Current velocity Velocity 1 ( Cone is 5 yards in diameter): Gases, liquids, fire. Bullets that are far enough, some light solids or such as ice.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:06 pm
One more fireball exploded after him, but by then he had already scrambled into the store for cover.
Flare looked at the department store. Hmm.
She wasn't about to go in there. At least not through the front door, and at least not unprepared.
So Aiolos would have about five posts of charge time as Flare gathered her own energy, flew to the roof of the store, and entered from the top, working her way down through the levels to find the usurper scum.
What would he be doing left alone all that time?
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:18 pm
Preparing for the super attack showdown of epic proportions, that's what. Oh yeah, and praying that Adam can get out of bot mode to be a bit more useful. Aiolos knew he was not going to survive this, he's been weakened too much by that whole put gernade in the car, car survives deal. But maybe he'll be able to survive the upcoming slaughter. Aiolos' twister grew, and he kept playing. This was it, the final battle, why oh why did it have to come to a battle in a department store, somewhere a little bit more... cool? The twister began to take in the knives part of the aisle, as well as a few pots and pans. After his twister picked up kitchenwares, he'd keep going to get the other overpriced housewares, and then down to the clothes sections, anything would do, deadly or not, it's going to be hard to avoid a blender at hurricane force. Current Velocity Velocity 2 (10 yards in diameter):Light people, things not bolted down by anything
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:24 pm
((If you can bring it up one velocity every post, bump it up by three more. I'm speeding up time so that I don't have to post "And Flare walked down the stairs, looking for Aiolos" three times.
We'll fast forward to when she finds you once you do so.))
Flare was stalking through the department store, searching for usurper, heading down to the lower levels, her energy building with each step.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:30 pm
((Right then.)) Okay, time passed. Aiolos had had sucked up everything in kitchenwares, including the shelves, he also took the formal, children's and women's clothing sections and their racks. He went to the bedding section and sucked up a bed display or two. The thing was pretty damn big when Flare would finally find Aiolos. He kept playing, velocity ever increasing. He was at the doors he came in from. A center desk was behind him, without cash registers and those heavy books they called "Catalogs". The twister was in front of him. Now or never. Heaven or Hell. Let's rock. Current... You get it. Velocity 5 (40 yards in diameter): Small buildings, cars.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:30 pm
And Xallen arrived from Old Barton to see Aiolos in pretty bad shape near some sort of massive twister in a department store. Xallen called out to Aiolos, "Hey! Do you need our help?! I think it's about time we paid you back for helping us earlier." Xallen rested one hand on his holster, inconspicuously flipping a switch near the back and grinning. "We're a little bored after all." It was fortunate for Aiolos that Xallen was in a charitable mood...since he seemed to need some help and all.
((EDIT: I'm not really clear on the tracking, so is it possible for me to see Aiolos from my present location?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:35 pm
Zen showed up close behind Xallen to see a massive twister blowing in a department, he could see this because the windows had to have been blown out and only one person could pull this off, Aiolos. "Seems our buddy could use some help." Zen prepared for a battle/ rescue mission.
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