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 Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 8:41 pm
"Yeah we do need a shower."
Tweak gave up the pen-detonator without much fuss. It was not worth the time, he did not want it anyway, and he still wanted to press it. Chances are his team - nor he - would approve of the results though.
"Later then. Probably run into you again, same city and all."
Since Angel did not really seem into the whole thing. She was mean though. It had probably occured to neither that their influence on the other was gradually causing reality to cannibalise it.
"...So where you want to go now that we got ditched?" He put it in such a nice way.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 8:46 pm
((Angel's mean. xd ))
As Tweak gave up the detonator thingy, Angel looked it over. "You don't think we might get something by pressing it, do you?" She couldn't help but wonder.
If anything she could put up a shield while Tweak pressed the button. It seemed like it could work. It also might just blow up the whole continent.
"Ditched? We didn't get ditched. I don't care where we go. I guess we have to walk?" She frowned. She'd become so accustom to the Dasher marble.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 8:51 pm
So she wanted to push it too huh? Hah!
"'kay."
So...did they walk a distance away, drag Athan along, put up a shield, and finally press the button to see what went on with that? A good twenty feet or so away to maybe increase survival chances? Confirmation Angel, kplzthx.
While walking to do that or whatever though...
"'fraid so. Speedy marble just kind of poofed on me. No clue what this one does, what about yours?" Maybe she knew a bit more then he did. He did not really feel much of a change since he had put it in. Though he did kind of feel...energetic after that whole ordeal? It could have just been in his head.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:00 pm
"Well, let's try it, shall we?"
Angel handed the detonator pen thing back to Tweak.
"I'm going to put a shield around all of us. You press the button and see what happens. Deal?"
She didn't even wait for him to confirm what she said. A shield was already around the trio. She was looking at the dead winged man, guessing if anything detonated it'd be on him.
"No..I don't feel that much different. Should I be feeling different?" That made her consciously think about it, which made her feel different. She turned and glared at Tweak. His mind games were driving her into a crazy person just like him.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:02 pm
Athan was just sort of out of it. It was hard to say what he was doing during the various adventures, but when he wasn't darting about or being dragged along/carried by a go cart, Athan just sort of zoned out, staring off into space.
Maybe the marbles were having some adverse effect on his physiology, it was hard to tell anymore, because when he came out of it he looked around the Red Light District with a sort of 'WTF' expression on his face.
"Umm."
Athan reached up to scratch the back of his head, then caught a whiff of a rather nasty aroma. He nearly gagged.
"The hell just happened?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:02 pm
((GM Note: yes, you would feel 'different'. Supernatural strength after the Ordeal. After all, Angel got the kill. ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:04 pm
Tweak to Athan: rolleyes
"And people ask why I refuse steroids. Just get over here."
Assuming Athan came into the shield with them, all nice and protected, it was time! At long last it was time for the button to be pressed.
Tweak proceeded to do the quickest count down ever then thumbed it down.
They were a bit away from the corpse and tossed C4, behind a shield, Athan there to hide behind if need be, they would be fine. The rest of the Red Light District might not handle it so well though.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:07 pm
"Actually, I do feel different. I feel like I could take on the world."
Angel looked over to her Athan speak. Geez, she thought the man had gone comatose.
"You alright over there? You really got quiet on us."
The shield still up in place. She listened to Tweak countdown, very slowly. As he pressed the button, she squinted and held the shield in place while waiting for flying debris.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:13 pm
"Oh yeah, just fine. Feel like I've been pretty well rested, like I just woke up from a nap or something."
As if he needed to accentuate, the point, he flexed his right bicep. Why that accentuated the point? He didn't know, but flexing usually meant 'I feel good'.
"So is there anything else I should know about? We've got a bunch of dead things in our path, but uhh."
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Really dunno what to make of it all."
His attention then focused on the detonator that Tweak was holding. While he didn't know what it was exactly, the fact that they were all gathered together underneath a protective shield while he was counting down tipped him off to something explosive in the near future.
"You seriously aren't going to test it out, are you?"
Too late.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:16 pm
Two clouds went off, downt he street. Those 'blocks' he had dropped earlier went off, firing large cones of metal, ball bearings, you get the picture, up into the air.
Claymores they were. And not the sword types. THe mass anti-humanoid ordinance. Between the shield, the distance, and the fact they were pointed up, rather than towards them though, no real damage was done to them.
Farther off, where Josh had gone, antoher explosion from the looted ordiance. The C4 went off as well. All in all, like the freakin' fourth of July. A nice pyre for a crazy SOB.
((Yes, claymores go off by remote as well. He wouldn't have bothered setting up a seperate suicide switch for just the C4 after all.))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:20 pm
"Of course we are." The second after he pushed the switch.
He was all whistling when he noticed the metal cones go all flying up into the air. It was less then expected, the body had not exploded after all. Cloud's were nice.
Altogether Tweak was pleased, his inner pyro squealing in joy.
"********' awesome, I want more bombs!" Got his opinion right on out there.
Team AAT, in your city blowing up your sewers for GREAT JUSTICE!
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:22 pm
"...."
Athan stared in silence at all of the explosions off in the distance. No words, just sort of blankly watching the clouds as they flew up into the air, various screams from poor souls way too close to the blasts.
Lips pursed, his right hand coming up to scratch his chin. What was it that they were supposed to be doing? He opened his mouth, rose his finger as if he had something to say, then stopped and started rubbing his chin again.
Oh right, they were supposed to be helping people and destroying evil.
"Tweak..."
He looked over to his accomplice, snatching the detonator out of his hand and tossing it over his shoulder into a trash bin.
"...Don't touch anything anymore."
He looked back down the street as the clouds faded from view.
"Ever."
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:25 pm
Angel watched the clouds of explosion, metal cones tossed into the air, and all she did was frowned.
"Well, we lose."
As Athan spoke, she glanced over and couldn't help but laugh. She'd been thinking all night that Tweak was crazy, Athan was just confirming it with his remarks.
"Alright. Let's move on, please?"
She dropped the shield. The Red Light District was starting to bore her.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:36 pm
"...But I want to touch stuff." Yes, he was whining like a little kid.
Long sideways glance at Angel as she frowned at the explosives. He was enjoying them, but noooo. "You just have to shoot it down dont you? Are you ever happy with what you get?" stare
Yes, Tweak just made that statement to a Healer, oh lawd.
"So...shower now? Want to just go into one of these and do it?"
He indicated all the 'houses' (love mansions and such things) around them with a swirl of his finger.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:40 pm
"As long as we don't end up jumping into any more sewers, sure.. Is there a laundromat or something near here? 'Cause I'd rather that my duds don't smell like a** for the rest of this little adventure."
It was an honest question. If they were going to shower, they needed some clothes that didn't offset the fact that the rest of them were clean. And since they probably didn't carry a whole lot of money on them at that particular junction, buying something new was out of the question.
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