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 Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:10 pm
Parapaleejo snatched it.
"Kogi Tsurugi, sentou houhou master from Omono Ie, an anija. Basically, your world's equivalent of my world's ninja."
Guinness scoffed.
"Man! Not those plated-headband-wearing--"
"No, Guinness, that's a kid's show."
Parapaleejo's mouth opened, and her balljointed hands took out a verification stamp.
"Certified access. Pick any room above."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:25 pm
Outside a portal had opened, bending and twisting as what appeared to be a person shifting out of it, clad in black and floating just above the ground. He peered up at the building with his white eyes. He thought to himself for a moment before hearing a eerie, hoarse voice."LeT Me tAKe cOnTRoL, PuPpeT." He looked around slowly, seeing flashes of the demon that possessed him. He then looked back to the large building. "This place looks interesting, I think there may be people inside." He approached the building and stared up at the door, giving it a few knocks. "It sounds...blocked?" "It iS sTuPId PuPpEt!! I'Ll gEt uS tHRoUgH." He Let his demon take control, appearing to be turning him inside-out as it came to being. It looked around and climbed up the side of the facility. It found a window and decided to break through it on the second floor, shifting back into its human form.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:27 pm
Parapaleejo's head instantly snapped to the side.
Guinness sighed.
"Man, I just got impaled through the neck, too..."
Deciding to each go to the same place by different paths, they both soundlessly went to the location of the intruder.
Parapaleejo floated in the air, as usual, while Guinness crawled soundlessly through the air vents.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:34 pm
Heratik stood by the broken window and looked around for anything of interest or concern. He was interrupted by Heratik, the demon (yes, they both have the same name)
"I SenSe SoMeThINg cOmINg..."
Heratik looked urgently around and jumped into his battle stance, twisting his hand around in a circular motion to form a ball of dark matter.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:37 pm
Parapaleejo and Guinness both lunged towards him from both directions, weapons bared; Guinness form the upper left, Parapaleejo form the lower right.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:41 pm
After entering the castle, William immediately began searching for Mocha. Now, her usual haunts are her office, her bedchambers, and the tactics room.
William decided to start with the tactics room, since that was the one out of that list he had been in most, and was the most familiar to him.
When he arrived, he rapped on the door twice, and said,"Hey, Mocha, you in there? It's me William."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:45 pm
Heratik tossed the mass of dark matter towards Guinness, and attempts to roll out of the way of Parapaleejo simultaneously. He could hear Heratik's voice.
"YoU dO eVeRYtHinG wRoNG."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:47 pm
Mocha woke from the knocks, and then opened the door.
"...William? Oh. My dad sent you, right? Come in..."
[[lol, she knows both of them too well XD]]
She sat down in her chair.
"As I've handed the dictatorship over to you, I'm not sure which bed to sleep in..."
~*~
The dark matter was absorbed by Guinness; he was a creature of dark magic, after all.
"Tasty."
Parapaleejo, frustrated, took out even larger razors, and threw them at him; thhey were to pin his baggy clothes to the ground.
[[Most notably his pants, and those belt-beartrap things.]]
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 1:56 pm
The Razors stuck just behind his calf, tripping him in the middle of his roll. Without moving his mouth, he spoke in a doubled voice
"yOu wIlL rEGrEt ThiS."
He began to shift into the demon, still caught on the razors and shaking with great ferocity.
(lets just say that his leg bristles were "his pants", no more discussion)
A feeling a great dread and sorrow filled the immediate area around Heratik, and with his large jaws it snapped at them both while trying to writhe his leg free.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 2:02 pm
Several delusional thoughts began to enter Parapaleejo's mind.
"...damn."
She threw some more razors in an attempt to pin his other spiderlegs.
"Guinness, get the Master. He'll know how to deal with this one..."
Guinness nodded, as he began to feel guilt [which was quite foreign to him, and made his head hurt].
He and Parapaleejo left, and a man matching the demon form in height suddenly appeared next to him.
"Good morning, intruder. Why are you here...?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 2:03 pm
[[where does Parapaleejo even keep all her razors?]]
William entered the room, and shut the door behind him. "Dictator or not, I'm content with my suite. I've grown quite used to it, so sleep where you want. By the way, how did you know that your father sent me?" he asked.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 2:08 pm
He spoke in a rasp voice, as several razors and been flung into his legs.
"ThE poWeR...i WaNt iT alL...iT wAs HeRe thAT i FeLT iT. "
(this is not the human talking, this is the demon)
He continued to try and remove his legs from their metal bindings.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 2:10 pm
[[Me: I don't know. I... just don't know.
Guinness: Actually, I gashed a great hole in her, so she uses her hollow insides to store them.
Me: D8 Not only is that sensible, but... the fact that there IS a hole there...
Guinness: Some years, we don't have female competitors, or it could be in the meantime between tournaments. That's when the Lady turns her human. But I still get needy when nobody around is compliant or attractive.
Me: e___e;;;]]
Mocha sighed.
"My father is too kind to me, and I know you wouldn't break from battle to see me unless if you had the wrath of Death on you."
[[Daaaw D:]]
~*~
The Master leaned over him, grinning. He had triangular, demonic teeth.
"Oh. That's because I'm here. You see, after my greatest rival died, my power was returned to me. I am more powerful and encompassing than any one being. I am Death."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 2:15 pm
Heratik looked up at him.
(er...well he can't really "look", he has no eyes)
"I AdMirE YoUr sEnSe oF pOWeR. In fACt, i EnVY iT.."
He finally removes the razors, stands up, and shifts back into his human form. There was a large gash in his pants (rofl) and several blood stains to accommodate it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 2:21 pm
[[HE'S TRIPPING ON HIS BELTS]]
The Master began to walk away.
"You may find yourself to be somewhat competent among the... lower to midranked people here. I advise you to not touch the milk-blooded mutant or puppet poltergeist. Regardless of my orders, they do... lash back. they're the invincible security guards, so I'd like it if you didn't use them as target practice form now on. Capiche, spiderdragon? I sure hope so."
He stuck his head back sideways into the door. His shoulder-length hair sloshed to the side closest to the ground.
"Also, do not touch my middle daughter. Though I smell baby's blood in your gullet-- trust me, I've smelled it myself-- and she is with child, her child and body are fortified with the holiest of magics. It would be death to go anywhere near her."
He vanished soundlessly.
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