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 Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 6:03 pm
auron flies back and lands in the water, then shoots out of the water in a massive eruption atop a tall dragon "thank you, old friend" he says, patting the dragon on the head and jumping down on deck, the dragon sinking back into the sea "Biomancy, eh?" auron says, smiling as he points his index and middle finger at Smith "that just means cuts wont affect you" he says, smiling as an air bubble appears around Smith's head, sucking the oxygen out of the air inside it "one of my personal favorites" he says, popping his jaw back into place
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 7:07 am
[Sorry for my long delay. My internet got disconnected. Thanks Mum. XD
I BLAME NATASHA!]
There was the sound of a gentle breeze as Ranu's trance snapped. He looked around blankly a moment, taking in the faces and fighting then groaned. "What have I done this time? Where are you guys here? Forget it." He reached into his pocket, drawing out a small bottle and swiftly downed it, fazing out again. "Ah yeah. Sorry about that."
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 12:28 pm
The form of Smith within the bubble fell to the ground, dead. Within a moment, Smith was besides Auron, swinging his fists into the side of his head.
Smith: "Creative, Mr. Auron. Alas, I am still alive."
He laughed.
Smith: "Perhaps, I failed to explain. You see, Mr. Auron, your kind has been labeled as a threat to all human existance. That means, that Uncle Sam wants you off the face of this Earth ASAP. So, did you really expect millions of civilian tax dollars at work to die that easily."
He said, turning his head towards the coarpse.
Smith: "My abilities surpass cuts and scratches, Mr. Auron."
By this time, many of the planes had crashed or blown up. The ejected pilots had put their guns to use, and were now storming the island. As Michael had requested, explosives were being positioned all around the island.
Off of the coast, two boats sped towards Tortuga, carrying more troops... for more fun.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 12:35 pm
The dragon turned sharply, and engulfed a whole plane, the shadows inside it crushing the metal before spitting it out, a perfect sphere of crushed metal which, somewhere inside, held a mangled pilot.
The dragon hovered above the cafe, before dissolving back into shadow through the hole in the ceiling becoming the forms of Natasha and Narcissa again. Both of whom stared at Ranu with a disapproving look.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 2:00 pm
auron flies off to his side, skidding on the ground and standing slowly"wonderful, I didn't expect you to die at the hands of my weakest attack" auron says, wiping the blood from his lip and smiling "let's see what level you can survive, that was level one" he says, smirking and pointing out his right hand at smith "level two" a small whirlwind kicks up around smith, completely engulfing him and shrinking slowly "I would advise not touching that barrier, your liable to lose a finger or two"
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 2:13 pm
Another Agent ran up behind Auron. Within an instant, the agent's blonde hair turned to brown, his face aged, and Smith stood behind Auron. He landed a sharp kick to Auron's kidneys.
Agent Smith: "Mr. Auron, you should be more careful."
The other agents looked on in horror as the young man became a Smith, running for their own lives. Within a matter of moments, Auron was surrounded by Smiths.
Agent Smith: "Good bye, Mr. Auron."
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 2:37 pm
Kibo growled, snapping his fingers. Immediately, the pilot Natasha and Narcissa had killed appeared beside him, wobble-legged and woozy. Kibo pushed him out of the way.
Kibo: Dammit, Natasha, I said don't kill them! They're just following orders!
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 4:52 pm
"heh, this old codger still has a few tricks up his sleeve" auron says, throwing his hands out to the sides, pushing away the smiths as his eyes shine bright green, an almost echo sounding from each word he speaks "as if your petty little tricks could work against me and the other mancers, we are ancient and powerful, you are nothing" he says, smiling as his wings spread and he slowly floats off the deck "goodbye, Agent" he says, whistling as the dragon from before shoots out of the sea and catches auron on his head "now, Ao Guang, attack" he says, snapping his fingers as the dragon breathes out water which turns to ice on contact with the ship and the smiths
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 5:31 pm
alchemist09 Meanwhile, Agent richards entered the room of the Botch children. As soon as he entered, he became calm and gentle. Agent Richards: "Hello, children. My name is Agent Richard, are you having fun?" He walked calmly to the center of the room. "If you will come with me, I will escourt you to the upper decks, where a private boat is waiting for you. We are to rendezvous with your parents on a private beach. Shall we get going?" Michael Botch, his enemy's namesake, sat on the bed with his arms crossed. Michael: Why should we go anywhere with you? You're my father's enemy.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 6:11 pm
Agent Richards laughed.
"An enemy? Young man, I am an Agent of the United States. We're the good guys, just like your father."
He looked around at the rest of the group.
"Come on now, don't you want to get going?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 12:03 am
Natasha looked at Kibo, her eyes glowing with a hint of red.
"That wasn't me, it was my bloody mother who decided it would be fun to crush the plane with the pilot inside."
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 5:22 pm
Michael: Royal Bullshit. You're working with that Michael guy, and dad told me not to trust him with watching a rock. We're going, but not with you.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 7:57 pm
"You kids really son't trust your Uncle Michael?"
he said, entering the room.
"Now, if I was really such a bad guy, why would your father name you after me?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 1:40 pm
[You know, that is actaully a really good question.]
John raised his handgun and shot the reincarnated pilot once in the back of the head. The pilot dropped like a stone. John half turned to Kibo.
"Orders or no, they are still enemies. Trained enemies, armed and wanting our blood."
He pointed to the half visible sawed off RX12C SAR underneath the corpse.
"He was going to use that to blow off mine, or yours, or Natasha or even Alauniira's head. I was told you are a man of many means and Talents. Do these include raising your headless body from the dead? Because, say the word, and I will take Alauniira and myself out. We'll just leave, return to the mainland and let you fight your bloodless wars."
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 3:45 pm
((um, alch, you seemed to have forgotten all about my fight against smith stare ))
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