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 Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 7:01 pm
Jude sighed...the Mistake had no sense of finesse.
Since Jude had jumped forward from his previous position, he was now at the front of the church close by the pulpit. Instead of jumping up Jude merely doged to the side, taking cover in front of the first row of pews, the blast coming right past him and even drying the skin of his left arm to the point of peeling. He brushed at his left arm to knock away the dead skin before releasing the clips of bullets from both of his guns. Taking the bullets off the top of each clip, Jude imbued each with the power of the plagues and asked for a little help from the master. These would injure upon contact..not to mention their little trick. Snapping the bullets and clips back into place, Jude stood up. "You were very nearly right though. The pastor will die soon..so don't worry."
He brougt the dual guns up and hot several more times, these clip empty.
The first two bullets were shot simultaneously one aimed high, at the head, and the other low, at the stomach, each at a slight angle to the other. The rest were just a distraction while the real power made it's way to Ian.
Geared by the bullets, the plague pins were carried to Ian. Even if he swept the bullets aside again, as he would have to, at least one of the plague pins should hit because of the angle.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 7:14 pm
Ian crouched as the bullets flew towards him. Smileing again Ian suddenly blurred and then vanished and suddenly every row of pews in front of his previous position were launched fowards and the entire area was blown away as if someone had unleashed a hurricane. The bullets were sent richocheing backwards right towards Jude. The pew Jude was hideing behind was also send rocketting into the air and back towards the pulpit. Suddenly Ian was right in front of Jude, His fist raised and power surgeing from him. He brought his fist down right in front of Jude createing a massive explosion with enought force to blow away everything around them.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 7:46 pm
((You're bordering on the G-Mer edge.))
Jude laughed from his place outside the church as an explosion was heard from inside. He'd "jumped" right as Ian caused the explosion, making it appear that Jude had been disintegrated along with everything else. He thought it was a fine joke.
Jude looked around the parking lot, a young man was desperately trying to start a car aross the lot.
Jude smiled, it was the Pastor, he reloaded his guns.
He walked calmly to the car, and pulled out his gun. The young man didn't even realize his presence there. Jude pulled the trigger once, and the bullet went through the car window, killing the man instantly.
"Be with your Father." He whispered, his mission for today complete. He smiled again..that one would drive the Mistake crazy.
The sky rumbled ominously and Jude "jumped" back to his warehouse.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 7:54 pm
((what about you? it didn't seem like any my attacks were that effective. I'm not G-modding, I was actully going to use this post for the needle dart thingy, and no I'm not doing this just becouse you said something))
Ian sighed as he no longer felt the presence of Jude around the area. He knew the pastor was dead but really didn't care. He walked over to his sythes and looked at them and the posin around them.
"thinks he's so great..."
Ian said looking at the sythes. Suddenly he felt something on his back. Looking over his sholder he noticed a small pin sticking out of his back.
"Crud... man this is going to be a pain..."
Pulling out the needle he looked at it and then tossed it aside as he felt the skin around the wound.
"well I guess I'll have to wait and see what it does to me..."
Picking up his sythes he opend a portal and walked through.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 8:09 pm
Jude cursed a few times and kicked and empty bucket around a couple times, scratching at his arm. The dead skin, caused by that blasted wave of the Mistake's was continuing to peel away. It itched, though when Jude scratched at it, layer after layer of skin continued to peel. The damage was more extensive than he'd first thought..apparetly, the wave had caught the whole outside of his arm.
Though Jude didn't want to admit, he could honestly use some help. His arm was seriously starting to get irritating, breaking his concentration, he would be useless in another battle.
The rain was comming down in torrents ouside, landing against the metal walls of his warehouse with loud taps. Jude closed his eyes and asked for help.
First he was laughed at...that was probably the worst bit. Then of course, a salve was produced, though it would do nothing if Jude continued to scratch at the dead skin. The slave woudln't actually restore Jude's skin...nothing his master produced healed, it only replaced.
Jude took the slave and lathered it on his arm, still inwardly seething. Tearing a sheet into strips, he tied them tigtly around his arm, layering the strips until the binding was nearly an inch thick.
Dragging a box from under his cot, Jude pulled a bottle of liquor out of it and set up his only chair so that he could stare out of the window, using the alcohol to deaden the pain causing by the burning of his arm when he refused to scratch at it.
That Mistake was going to die, Jude decided, just as soon as his arm stopped breaking his concentration, that Mistake was going to die.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:30 pm
Ian coughed as he felt the poison make it's way through his system. This was getting annoying. He had been on top of the city tower for a good couple of hours and as of yet he still was dealing with this poision. Sighing he stood up stiffly and groaned walking over to the edge of the tower and looking over the city. The fact that there was no other mistakes around was really bothering him still... almost as much as this poision.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 7:19 pm
Jude rammed his good hand into the side of the warehouse, nearly putting his whole fist through the metal side. His hand certainly wasn't injured in the least and the pain shooting through his left arm was overpowering to the point of nausea. He sighed, trying to bury himself into the cot that was his bed, though jumping up again a moment later.
Was there no remedy of his master's that did not onclude intense pain?
But at least his would still have an arm when it was all over with. His master had granted him a view of what would happened should Jude decide to interupt the changing process, and it certainly looked neither pretty or comfortable. Though, when you're dead..does anything look pretty or comfortable?
His good fist slammed into the metal again, followed by a string of curses. The pain hadn't started until an hour and a half ago..though since it had started, time seemed relevant.
Pretending that the wall was the Mistake Ian's face, he pounded it again for good measure. Had Jude hit a mortal as hard as he hit that wall, the poor man's head would be over a dozen feet from his body by now.
"Pain is good, it cleanses the mind..." A voice said..most annoyingly, right in Jude's ear. He was about to believe it when an especially sharp pain flew through his arm. They'd said his master had the voice of a siren..and he'd proved it many times to Jude..who, amazingly, continued to be surprised.
"I'll accept that as soon as my arm stops hurting and I can go kill that Mistake."
Jude growled out the words, his voice low.
"You see? You're thinking more clearly already."
Jude found that he actually was. And as his mind cleared, the pain in his arm began to lessen.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 7:04 am
Ian sneezed suddenly, He looked up from the purifying spell he was casting oh his sythes and wiped his nose.
"hmm... someone must be talking about me... ahh well..."
With that he went back to finishing the runes for the spell.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 4:05 pm
As Jude's mind continued to clear, the pain continued to subside. He began to plan, to strategize. The Mistake had lived up to his name long enough..it was time to get rid of the rest of the holies, and Jude wasn't about to allow Ian to get in his way. He drew in the air, the drawings becoming pictures that hovered where he'd drawn them. Now that the young Pastor was dead, Jude's next target would be at the movie store on 4th and 11th. Lady there was starting to get on someone's nerves.
Jude closed his eyes and allowed a wave to flow through his mind, clearing it out for his next battle. The do-gooder would probably show up again...
The pain was completely gone.
Jude looked down at his arm. "Can I take the bandage off?"
"Wait, you will soon see your most oppurtune moment."
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 4:18 pm
Ian felt a shift in the fabric of death and he looked up from his finished spell. He sighed and opend a poral to a rooftop along 4th and 11th and he looked about. He knew the other one would be here. Sighing he looked around again before melding into the shadows.
"this is so troblesome..."
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 6:24 pm
Jude looked out his window, noting that the rain had stopped, for the moment anyway. The rain didn't bother him, but now did seem as a good time to complete his appointed task. Opening the door, he walked camly through the streets, though the sidewalk seemd to move more than quickly under his feet. It was in fact, though it must have been due to his master's impatience.
The movie store was an all-night long deal, but it was located in one of the "good" neighborhoods of town. Drive-by's only occured once every other day instead of once a day.
Jude paused across the street from the store, the hair on the back of his neck rigid. The Mistake just wouldn't let well enough alone, woud he?
Well, he'd failed the last time, and Jude had managed to kill the pastor he'd been after. Why should this time be any different?
Instead of "walking" across the street where he would more than likely become a target for the Mistake, wherever the kid was hiding, Jude "jumped" to the door, and placed his non-bandaged hand on the metal handle.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 6:27 pm
Ian rolled his eyes and jumped down from the roof where he was watching the area.
"a bit of a flare for the dramatic it seems..."
Ian said walking calmly across the street. Yawning he had his hands in his pockets and he looked across the street where he was standing.
"so why in the world would you want to kill this person?"
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 4:14 pm
Jude sighed and turned around to face the Mistake..he had to show up in all the wrong places..didn't he.
"Why in the world do you care? 'Sides..whoever said I wanted to kill her? It's my job...the thrill I get is just a bonus."
Jude turned back around to face the door, and again placed his arm on the metal bar to open it. His mind was alert, and he was prepared for pretty much anything the Mistake could throw at him.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 4:40 pm
Ian sighed and walked fowards and slammed his fist into the wall. The entire section fell like a wall of rice crackers. Walking into the the store he looked about and found the only person there. Walking fowards he put his arm around the cringeing person and sighed.
"this person?"
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2006 6:16 pm
Jude shifted into spirit form, unamazed at Ian's show of power.
No finesse whatsoever.
Appearing directly behind the woman, Jude slid a spirit claw into her neck. Whereas it wouldn't have hurt the Mistake had Jude even managed his little trick earlier, placed at a strategic point in the woman's neck would sever the spinal cord.
Well..f it was just is spirit there, it wouldn't..but Jude timed the stab so that he semi-rematerialized, and that did sever the spinal cord.
"Yes, this person."
Jude made no move to attack the Mistake, instead shifting back into his body.
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