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 Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 8:32 pm
*Michael's upperhalf lands on its feet, while his lower half jumps backwards. The two halves come together and Michael pulls his sword from the deck, before checking his mid section. It is badly scarred and lightly bleeding.*
(Once everyone is sick of this post ill die lol.)
*Carmine captures the sword with one claw and slashes Natasha across her face with the other.*
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 9:24 pm
((But Mr. Michael, will you be back? It's going to be quite dull with Sir Tiny gone, and the Kibo/Storm storyline can only go on for so long. Pweeze? *cute face*))
Kibo jumps forward, shoving his hand into the still-bleeding wound of Michael. A translucent copy of Charon's right arm emerges from it's solid companion, pulling a slimy black mass with it; Michael's immortal soul. Kibo grabs Michael's head with his other hand, and forces his face to look at the grotesque blob that he held before him.
Kibo: This is what happens when you make a contract with the Devil. Your soul wastes away until there is nothing left but an empty shell. However, my good friend Charon enjoys meals such as this.
The spirit's hand turns into a demon's head, devouring the slimy black soul with a single gulp, leaving Michael, once again, mortal.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 1:17 am
Natasha leans backwards, dodging the slashes. The sword disappears from Carmine's hand reappearing in Natasha's. Natasha slashes ferociously at Carmine.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 10:50 am
(Well of Course i will be back! I'll probubly make up a new villain for a while. I can't come back from the dead too quickly, but yes I'll come back)
Carmine catches each slash of the sword with her own claw.
"Come now Refeild, is that all you have got?"
Carmine jumps onto the rail and runs along it, until she arrives at the helm.
"Let's take this to a whole new level!"
*Lightning from the sky strikes Carmine, her eyes turn white. The heat and energy of the strike is damaging the hull. Carmine lets out a shrill, shrieking laugh as the power flows through her.*
*The Guard jumps around deck cutting and slicing into whom ever he finds.*
[Santo Columbia]
Michael:"Botch... Youve already tried that!"
*Michael's face is now twisted in anger and torment. The book phases through Michael jacket and embedds itself over his heart.*
Michael: "I know very well the cost of my actions, but you must understand that my soul is no longer my own. One can say it shattered and split. You may have taken part fo my soul, but most of it resides in this book."
*Papers flew out from the book and began to circle around Michael. Some papers folded together to create a paper claw. The claw slashes Kibo, leaving many paper thin cuts. Another claw forms and floats at Michael's other side, a dark energy surrounds each of them. The remaining pages float around Michael creating a sheild.*
Michael: "Welcome, Mr. Botch, to the final level."
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 11:16 am
((Yay, recurring villans!))
Kibo sighs, and holds up his right hand. Charon's mouth opens again, and the slimy black ghost of Michael's soul emerges, moving around the two, and sealing them off from the rest of the battles going on.
Kibo: The final level. Where your own evils will devour you if you get too close. The most dangerous of fights. For the loser will never be able to reach their final destiny. No Heaven, no Hell, no Purgatory. Just... nothingness. And don't think the odds are stacked in my favor.
He gestures around, showing the many areas where the black had mixed with red.
Kibo: It's certainly not for the faint of heart.
((And whatever happened to Francis and Unblinking (or Fantasma, whoever he's battling now)?))
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 11:51 am
alchemist09 *One guard fell backward, the second grabbed Ranu from behind and swung him around. The guard threw Ranu against the wheel, while the other got up. The first guard pulled two metal rings out from beneith his cloak and used them to cuff Ranu to the wheel. The second guard held his staff over his head, taking carful aim at Ranu's heart, a blade popped out from the bottom of the staff. The Guard brings the staff down...* [ Don't all rush to save Ranu. He's only mortal. :XP: ] Kibo's ship Dagger"Oh no you don't," Ranu spat, drawing his legs up to kick out at the staffed guard. Since his legs were free, he had aimed for the guards... Guards. His eyes fell with dismay on the blade, which would still hit him, just lower if the kick had worked, most likly his upper thigh[?]. His eyes caught sight of the sword on the ground and he groaned. If he could pick it up somehow, he may stand a chance at a defence. He glanced around at the crew who were staring in shock and sighed. "Can't get the help these days"
meanwhile, the ship would suddenly lurch to the right and left, as Ranu had kicked.
Strange, huh?
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 1:19 pm
((If any of us had any free hands, I'm sure we would. But currently, Kibo is fighting, Francis is trying to survive, Natasha's kickin a**, Michael's gang is evil, and Storm is... well, Storm.))
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 3:17 pm
[Storm resents that comment, Kibo. She is a very loving and giving person. If she likes your price.
Infact, She'll go and save Ranu. Now how to do you them bannuners?]
Storm's blood and silver eyes, grown bored with the fight as she couldn't really see anything anymore wandered around the various battles. THey alighteded on Ranu Blackheart, basically fighting his lot alone. She decided on a sudden impuse to go help him. After all, even though she had technically betrayed her officer, she doubted anyone would actually go so far as to deny her assistance in the middle of a battle.
Storm gestured sharply and felt the world beneath her feet give way then return as she was suddenly standing on the Dagers's blood slickened deck. Drawing her longsword with her offhand, Storm shoved into into one of Michael's soldiers running by with an axe. Moving quickly and effeciently across the deck, She left a trail of bodies, both Kibo's and Michael's till she had reached Ranu. Her face broke into a grin, macrabre into nature, due to the blood decorating her face.
"Why hullo there, Ranu. Fancy seieng you here, fighting for your life as well. Is there room for another to join the party? Oh, and you might need some sort of weapon, you know."
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 4:02 pm
Kibo's ship Dagger
Ranu raised his head to see Storm, bloody and beautiful as ever. "Well well. A sea storm," Ranu remarked dryly. "I tried the cookie jibe but it didn't work." He eyed the deep gash in his leg and sighed. He'd be limping for quite a while. "Don't supose you would be a complete darling and cut me down, would you?" He streched out his left and unwounded leg to hold his sword from skitting off deck. "I'd be so greatful."
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 4:08 pm
((That was Kibo talking. He still resents that Storm tried to shoot him in the head and imagines Ranu instead of him. mrgreen ))
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 8:06 pm
(I think Francis is still mentally fighting the Unblinking and El Fantasma is walking over to kill him while he struggles.)
*The Guard with the axe in his stomache falls backwards and uses his staff to support him. His armor slowly constricts around his chest and he stands up again. The two guards advance, sparks dance around the tips of their staffs, illuminating their menacing masks. They spin the staffs like saws as they advance.*
[Santo Columbia]
(Alright, should we get ready for me to die?)
*Michael walked up to the blackened soul and watched as it melted away.*
Michael: "It is impossible to pit my "good" against my "evil", I am all evil."
*Michael looks at the paper encircling him and the red mist.*
Michael: "You seem to like to take risks, Mr. Botch, what say we take one now? I will forfiet my book's power and my immortality, if you forfeit Charon's power and your immortality. Of course we both lose our invulnerability too. What say you, Mr. Botch?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 8:21 pm
Kibo: What do I say?
He holds out his hand, and vines come from the deck, wrapping around Michael's arm, and shoving it through the now all-red sludge that was surrounding them. Tentacles emerge from the sludge, wrapping around the arm, and pulling on it, eventually ripping it off of Michael's shoulder.
Kibo: I say drop dead. Charon's Lunge!
The lance appears in his hand, and he walks forward calmly, spinning the large blade in his fingers.
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 4:46 am
Vines automatically patch up the damaged parts of the hull.
Natasha's eyes glow red as red lightening strikes Carmine, knocking her off balance and draining her power.
"Anything you can do I can do better."
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 1:58 pm
"Did I happen to mention that the cookie has a time limit?"
Storm shrugged that peculair Gaelic shrug that means nothing and everything all at once, while she used a dagger to cut Ranu loose.
"However did you end up tied, in the middle of a battle?"
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 2:47 pm
Ranu cursed, "You never told me of a time limit! Why not?" He demanded, picking up his sword as he rubbed his wrist, then sighed, "Outnumbered. As I attacked, one of them somehow managed to grab me, threw me against the wheel and tried to stab me." He gesgured his leg at the word 'stab', since that was where the cut had fallen after the kick.
Moving forwards to check his crew, his right leg dragged behind him slightly as he walked with a limp.
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