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 Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 3:05 pm
Iphynsa started as a stone flew right over her head. Now alert to the fact that she wasn't alone as she thought, she picked up on the sounds of shouting, carried to her by a friendly breeze. "I bet it's those boys again," she sighed, as she made her way towards the scene.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 10:42 pm
Copycat pumped a fist into the air. Score one point for her! She glanced around quickly, maybe the next throw would take off his whole head. Leaping gracefully back into the tree, copycat tugged at a branch, hoping to pry it loose. Before she could get to far, a barrage of noises from around the field startled her.
Glancing from her spot on the tree, Copycat could tell she was not alone. She might need more than just a stick...
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 11:20 pm
Strangely enough (or not strangely, depending on your point of view), Hell Hound did not scream. Instead, his gaping mouth went into a yawn as he layed down, curling as if to take another nap. But then he didn't because some people might find it annoying. Besides, the slight stinging senation from his lack of ear prevented him from any chance at a good nap.
Hell Hound got up, his primal urges of wanting to throw things at felinesque creatures kicking in. So he walked over to pick up the same stick that had hit him. A small piece of his ear was protruding out from one end of the stick. He pulled it off and put it into his pocket for safe keeping. He looked over to Copy Cat, who was looking mighty smug from her attack, and chucked the stick at her as hard as he could. But he didn't stop at the stick, as he found other sticks as well as stones on the floor to throw. He chucked a couple more sticks and a few stones for good measure, hoping that she'd get a taste of her own medicine.
(( razz ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:36 am
They say cats land on their feet when falling, ... but not a copycat.
Copycat's body fell from the tree with a loud thud. The nice fat bruise that would appear later from landing rather hard on her shoulder would go nicely with all the other burises from the rocks and sticks.
"You're cat food, DOG!" She screamed in frustration and pain. Nothing was broken but it sure stung her muchly.
Growling, the villian recalled watching Hell Hound throw the rocks and sticks. Her memory was very vivid. She winced, still feeling the impact of each object. In her mind she concentrated on the way Hell Hound moved, swiftly picking up the rocks, the sticks, throwing them, his arms tossing in one fluid motion after another...
And then... she copied him.
Mimicing the speed and force of Hell Hound, Copycat sent back a barrage of her own.
"Sticks and stones may break your bones, but this BOULDER WILL CRACK OPEN YOUR SKULL!!!" A huge bowling ball sized boulder was ripped from the ground by copycat's claws. It flew towards Hell Hound among the other objects with the same force and accuracy as he had shown not a moment earlier.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 2:40 pm
"Sticks and stones may break your bones, but this BOULDER WILL CRACK OPEN YOUR SKULL!!!" Was the shout Iphynsa heard as she entered the clearing.
"Hey, woah! Calm down miss, what's going on?" She quickly took in all the people scattered around the arena as she waited for a reply.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 7:15 pm
((What do you mean "took in"? And does that list of scattered people include Hell Hound and Copy Cat? xd
EDIT: Oooohh, okay, nevermind. KSTU explained it to me. whee ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:34 pm
((So, she doesn't need to touch the person to copy huh?))
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 11:49 pm
Animeistro
((So, she doesn't need to touch the person to copy huh?))((nope, she just needs to see it be done. She's got on her gauntlet too so she can also copy powers. One at at time though.))
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 3:59 pm
((So getting rid of the gauntlet is the key? surprised ))
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 7:34 pm
Animeistro
((So getting rid of the gauntlet is the key? surprised ))((:3 only if you want her to stop copying super powers. She can still copy physical moves like boxing or karate))
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 8:14 pm
((If, she can see them right. That's not an issue for me. =D))
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 1:37 pm
Animeistro
((If, she can see them right. That's not an issue for me. =D))(( biggrin well well if no one can see you how will they come fight you if they don't know you're there?))
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 4:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 9:14 pm
Kangaroo S.T.U. They say cats land on their feet when falling, ... but not a copycat. Copycat's body fell from the tree with a loud thud. The nice fat bruise that would appear later from landing rather hard on her shoulder would go nicely with all the other burises from the rocks and sticks. "You're cat food, DOG!" She screamed in frustration and pain. Nothing was broken but it sure stung her muchly. Growling, the villian recalled watching Hell Hound throw the rocks and sticks. Her memory was very vivid. She winced, still feeling the impact of each object. In her mind she concentrated on the way Hell Hound moved, swiftly picking up the rocks, the sticks, throwing them, his arms tossing in one fluid motion after another... And then... she copied him. Mimicing the speed and force of Hell Hound, Copycat sent back a barrage of her own. "Sticks and stones may break your bones, but this BOULDER WILL CRACK OPEN YOUR SKULL!!!" A huge bowling ball sized boulder was ripped from the ground by copycat's claws. It flew towards Hell Hound among the other objects with the same force and accuracy as he had shown not a moment earlier. "DOG?!" Hell Hound wasn't so sure wether to be insulted by this or not. "Well, er... At least I'm not some wannabe- CRAP!" A barrage of potentially bone-breaking sticks and stones came flying toward Hell Hound. Focusing on the first set of projectiles, he swiftly contorts his body to avoid the majority of them, a few pegging him at various areas of his body. With the massive bowling-ball sized boulder rapidly approaching him, he charges through the remaining fleet of sticks and stones, and jumps toward the flying boulder. He winced as the little rocks and sticks hit him, but he was determined to follow through his plan. With both Hell Hound and the large rock in the air, he pushed his foot against it, using it as an airborne stepping stone, launching him higher into the air. He was as high as the tree now, and was falling toward Copy Cat. He stuck out his foot, aiming right between Copy Cat's eyes.
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 3:06 pm
Ah, what a lovely day for a stroll.
A blissfully unaware lich was out on his daily constitutional, boney hands tucked behind his back as he enjoyed the warm forest atmosphere. Everything just seemed so pleasant that even an undead like himself could appreciate the environment; lush trees, fragrant plants, airborne boulders...
...wait.
"Oh my stars and garters." Jones observed before he was promptly laid flat by a bowling ball-sized boulder that had come winging out of the treeline. The floating-skull-and-cloak was left sprawled in a heap in the grass, now unable to fully enjoy the otherwise relaxing nature until his senses stopped spinning like a top.
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