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 Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 8:20 pm
Rufus grunted, his top hat was knocked off his head and his monocle fell out as well. That last blow gave him one terrible headache. He tried to pull his legs back as far back as he could. Like a press down spring he blindly pushed them forward, hoping something would occur.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 8:38 pm
Adrian gave a laugh when she felt Rufus move underneath her and she picked up his shoulders to slam him down against the floor, grinning. She moved her eyes away from his neck to stare him in the face, whispering.
"Tell me... if you simply want to die now..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 9:00 pm
Rufus rolled out of the way. He made an effort to stand, his head reeling. "...Piss off." Rufus looked at her, he was swaying from the blow to his head.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 4:57 pm
The expression on his face changed from a maniacal grin to a shocked face. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and face, creating a small dark barrier between him and the beam, but it wasn't enough to stop it. It broke through the shield and sent him backwards, slamming him into the wall. He fell to his feet then his knees, landing face-first to the ground. He was still, then began to quiver. His neck and arms twitched, growing more frequent and violently. Heratik was brought suddenly to his feet, lifted by some force. He was hunched over, swinging his arms from side to side and slowly looking up, revealing his pitch-black eyes. He gave a smile as he titled his head, letting it grow wider. A sudden, shrill scream could be heard coming from somewhere in the room, but not in a certain location. Heratik began his metamorphosis into the demon form as he was being turned inside out. He chuckled deeply as the voice began to transfer from the human to the demon.
"ThAt WaS a MiStaKe bOY..."
The demon snarled, drooling over the floor and spewing out bursts of dark, gloomy energy. He let out a loud screech, making it echo through the halls as he charged towards Bionic, firing spheres of dark matter from his large maw.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 8:05 pm
Adrian gave a small laugh and took a few steps away from Rufus.
"Hehe... wrong answer!"
She sprung towards him like a cat, aiming to tackle the swaying Rufus as she ignited her hands in mid-flight, hoping to at least burn the stubborness from him.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 2:09 pm
[[Was there really a right answer?]]
William stared down at Ann. "Any idea why she's here? After all, she doesn't look like she's here to fight."
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 2:15 pm
Mocha pursed her lips.
"Well, I heard she's pregnant, and it taking advantage of the dream crystals here to enhance her unborn kid. But that may just be a rumor. After all, my father hasn't killed it yet."
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 2:35 pm
William shook his head in amazement. Why are so many people who aren't competing showing up here? It's as though they're asking to die.
"How is she going to manage if someone attacks her? She's pregnant, and even if she wasn't, she doesn't seem to have any sort of combat instincts. She's fallen asleep in a building full of lunatics! We need to wake her up and get her out of here."
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 2:48 pm
Mocha then held up her finger to indicate him to wait a second. She put on her gasmask, retied her hair into pigtails,and took out a scalpel.
She pounded herself a little on the chest to clear something up, and then stood over Ann as if she wanted to dissect her.
Mocha was impersonating the throaty voice she had when 'Rasputin' possessed her.
"wAkE uP dIrTy wHoOorE..."
Ann jolted awake, and, screaming, she portaled away.
Mocha took off her gasmask.
"See? Easily fixed."
[[I'd never let her babysit my kids D8]]
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 3:02 pm
William smirked at Mocha's antics, then continued walking to the Competitor's Rooming.
"Alright, now that she's taken care of, let's keep moving. Once I see the roof, we can go back down and knock some heads."
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 3:10 pm
Mocha nodded, and then saw a redheaded girl.
Mocha was obviously plotting something.
"Hey, Moé. I saw Caleb at a wishing well. I wanted to hear-- you know, if it was a wish for something, I could tell you-- but he was actually wishing for Camila to come back."
Moé paled, and her face slowly turned to depressed and crying.
"N-No..."
Moé portaled away, crying.
"I'm so inferior to her, I knew it...!"
Mocha scoffed.
"There, that takes care of the other one..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 3:22 pm
"Just how many people do you know here?" William asked, as he turned around, and began to head back the way he came. Bugger exploring. I want to fight! I don't need to sleep, so why would I bother going into the rooming, and I doubt I'll go up to the roof, so why bother going on?
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 3:44 pm
Mocha scoffed.
"My father owns the tournament, you know..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:37 am
Rufus was pushed back to the ground, he was getting tired of this. He looked down and saw his duster smoldering. "....One trick pony, eh?" He raised his right arm. And sent it crashing down, to clunk her in the head with the butt of the gun.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 11:13 pm
Adrian felt something sting the back of her head and she yelped, standing up from her position on the floor with her knees bent a few meters from Rufus.
"Ow..." She said, rubbing the back of her healing head. She gave a growl, her hands still ignited and kicked the ground. "Tell me... Rufus, was it?... what are we to do? I do not plan on being stuck in an endless battle with you and your weapons."
((whats a duster?))
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