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 Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 7:49 am
A lot of Guinness' ribs were broken by the blow, as well as one of his femurs, and, limping away in fear, he escaped via one of the air vents, waiting to heal himself, though he made sure he was far away.
Mocha stood, trying her best to hide that her coat had been ripped open, and brassiere ripped off; Guinness had almost managed to look at her chest uncovered. She looked up at William with a look that was mixed between confusion, fear and love. Her other pigtail holder had been ripped out as well, so she actually looked uncannily like her mother.
[[They're the same height and everything. Though Mocha isn't a slut...]]
"Th-Thank you, William. Anything you wish, I'll give it to you."
She then realized that her gasmask wasn't on her face, so she turned away out of modesty.
[[It's a natural reaction for her, she isn't used to having her face and health back.]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 9:34 am
William sheathed his sword, and composed himself. He turned around to Mocha and said, "Right now, I just want you to go home and rest. You're considerably weaker than when we first met, and after what Guiness tried to do, you're in no shape to be in a place like this."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 9:42 am
Mocha held his shoulders and shook him.
"William, I gave my powers to you, no rest can help me. It's because I'm giving you my seat as dictator, as I wish to fulfill my childhood dreams. Ever since Kokopelli performed that exorcism, dictatorship isn't the best thing for me... but I still like necromancy and dark magic."
She began to tie up her hair.
"That's why I'm placing myself as your necromancer and court magician... Sir."
[[lol, she's a squishy mage.]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 11:34 am
"Ya know 'is place better than me." Rufus said back. "...Just, anywhere but here."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 11:59 am
Mocha went over to William and put her hands behind his back.
"William, I..."
She leaned up, and phased her arms and head so that her hands were stroking through his hair.
"I... love you, William."
Mocha kissed him on the mouth.
Oh... how I've waited for this...
[[D'aaaaw, she's so happy.]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 1:09 pm
Wadsworth splattered to the ground in the corner, grinning faces covering his head as he reconstituted himself. He giggled at Mocha and Williams embrace before sprinting to the door and slamming it behind him - he didn't want that armored maniac attacking him next. Leaning against the door, his faces grinned wider and closed their eyes in concentration. Wadsworth's left arm bulged out in a parody of that Birkin-esque creature's mutated arm as his right grew what appeared to be an exact replica of the Willam's longsword. Wadsworth's many faces grimaced as they sunk back into his head.
"I can't believe I didn't help that gasmasked woman. Too much time on the Interwubs, I guess."
This was said in Dimitri's voice - Wadsworth had left a small part of himself in the Escher Room. Wadsworth swung his new weapons violently as he turned into the dream crystal room. This tournament would be interesting.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 1:24 pm
Ann laid in the dream crystal storage room, sleeping peacefully.
The room was dark but with a blue glow [due to the crystals], and thunder was up ahead due to the hole in the roof that had a meter-long diameter.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 1:51 pm
As Wadsworth sensed the sleeping woman, a shark-toothed smile flitted across his chest and his arms shrunk back to normal size. He snuck across the room, squeezing between crystals on his way to Ann. When he arrived, he stood over her, smiling and silently thinking. What's scary to a human? Hmm. Death, pain, et cetera. I wish I had gotten a good look at that Mutant's face, rape is scary too. Ah, rape... That's a good idea.
He nodded, apparently coming to a decision, and his face burst open into a mass of roiling tentacles. A tentacle resembling one of Wadsworth's arms lazily lifted out of the mass and poked Ann hard in the face.
[[Don't worry, Wadsworth has no reason to rape her. He is just a sadistic b*****d, and want to see if he can't literally scare her to death. (she seemed pretty jumpy before.)]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 1:56 pm
Ann shrieked.
"K-Koookopppeeeelli!"
A man who appeared to be in black and white pushed Wadsworth away with his foot, and, lifting Ann up [and discarding the shoe, as Wadsworth could have stuck to it], they both vanished.
[[Since neither of them fight, 'flight' is their only option.]]
Guinness was sticking out form one of the rafters.
"Tch. You don't wake them up. You're supposed to do it while they're asleep, and they marvel in horror at what they did."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 2:00 pm
William was a bit surprised, not that Mocha would do something like this, but rather that she decided to do it here. Despite that, he returned her affection. After all, who else is going to love a guy like me? he thought to himself.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 2:06 pm
Mocha looked up at him, blushing.
Oh, happy day...
She embraced him again, and then nervously broke away from him.
"I-I should, ah, g-go to w-w-work on something at th-the castle. I'll b-be home if you need me, I t-taught you how t-to portal..."
She hurriedly ran away, closing the portal behind her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 2:12 pm
"Oh cool, free shoe." Wadsworth grabbed it and stuffed it into his face where a mouth was waiting to bite off a chunk of the leather.
"Naw, its fine," Wadsworth said. "There's not much fun in raping stuff when you're a blob." He sighed. "Not much fun in anything, really." Only then did he turn to Guinness. "Oh hey, it's that rapist guy from earlier! Cool arm dood, makes you look like Birkin."
He turned again and took another bite of shoe.
"How'd you get out here?"
[[Wadsworth isn't usually sticky, just for the record. (he can be, but it works just like any other change)]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 2:20 pm
Guinness crawled down the wall like some sort of spider. He was still trying to heal form the wounds William had given him, as his 'attached' human arm was groping at his broken ribs.
"Tried to rape my maker. Had to run away, since her toyboy is a superhuman berserker."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 7:30 pm
Adrian gave a nod, the large black wolf standing to turn and walk casually out of the cafiteria. She knew the perfect place. She headed up the stairs and eventually, pawed the door open to a large room filled with dozen and dozens of crystals. Adrian silently hoped Rufus did not know the pain he would experiance from touching thesse crystals and so she walked in, still casual and finally stood in the center of the room, turning to face Rufus.
"This good enough for you?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 2:53 pm
Wadsworth smiled again and bobbed his head up and down.
"I know, I was watching."
His head spun around at the sound of Adrian's voice and the grin widened again ([at this point, it is literally wrapped all the way around him]). His arm lengthened and he whipped it upwards, where it wrapped around a rafter and began to winch him upwards. He smiled again at Guinness.
"Wanna watch?"
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