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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 6:51 pm
"What I want is for Mr. Superpower to give the Star Trek bullshit a break so it's easier for me to get this remarkably interesting stone from him. By the way, thanks for the work." Sean stepped up behind Xeen, cocking the hammer of a handgun and pointing it at the back of his head. Xeen whipped around, a blade flashing in his hand, but Sean's trigger finger was faster, putting three rounds into Xeen's forehead. The other man fell to the floor, and bled, not really doing much else. Sean watched him bleed, making sure Xeen was dead. "Alright, kid. Let's go. We have a great many people to outrun before we're safe."
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 9:48 pm
"Xeen!" A woman dressed all in brown wearing a black and orange butterfly mask appeared out of nowhere and dropped down to cradle his corpse. "Damn it... knew it was coming, and that still wasn't easy to watch..."
Tears chased down her face and she sniffled, but she completely ignored Sean and Haldis.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 1:24 pm
ArynChris ((Yes, that's what I said, I missed something. >.> What did I (yes, I) miss??)) ((Ah, no, I just thought someone stole my completely original idea of going hulk. Jarred was about to become bullet-proof and broken, but it must have been a coincidence.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 4:11 pm
Arch the Angel ArynChris ((Yes, that's what I said, I missed something. >.> What did I (yes, I) miss??)) ((Ah, no, I just thought someone stole my completely original idea of going hulk. Jarred was about to become bullet-proof and broken, but it must have been a coincidence.)) ((Oh. Nah, Cookie's human-sized. The healing thing is because she has Anc's powers.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 4:31 pm
ArynChris Arch the Angel ArynChris ((Yes, that's what I said, I missed something. >.> What did I (yes, I) miss??)) ((Ah, no, I just thought someone stole my completely original idea of going hulk. Jarred was about to become bullet-proof and broken, but it must have been a coincidence.)) ((Oh. Nah, Cookie's human-sized. The healing thing is because she has Anc's powers.))((No no, you misunderstand. I didn't figure she was any bigger, I was talking about her sudden, astronomical strength. Maybe using the term 'broken' wasn't specific enough. I should have said " outrageous", "impossible", or hell, just gone with the tried and true term "god-mod". Power Overwhelming much?))
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 6:16 pm
Das Steube "What I want is for Mr. Superpower to give the Star Trek bullshit a break so it's easier for me to get this remarkably interesting stone from him. By the way, thanks for the work." Sean stepped up behind Xeen, cocking the hammer of a handgun and pointing it at the back of his head. Xeen whipped around, a blade flashing in his hand, but Sean's trigger finger was faster, putting three rounds into Xeen's forehead. The other man fell to the floor, and bled, not really doing much else. Sean watched him bleed, making sure Xeen was dead. "Alright, kid. Let's go. We have a great many people to outrun before we're safe." As Sean turned, a woman appeared in front of him, stepping out of the shadows, as the red light from her visor glowed hot. The suit was beeping wildly, and Lia moved in a deadly slow fashion. It was obvious the strain of blinking had taken a difficult toll on her, but when she spoke she still held a clear voice. "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." "I should kill you for this."
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 8:17 pm
Arch the Angel ArynChris Arch the Angel ArynChris ((Yes, that's what I said, I missed something. >.> What did I (yes, I) miss??)) ((Ah, no, I just thought someone stole my completely original idea of going hulk. Jarred was about to become bullet-proof and broken, but it must have been a coincidence.)) ((Oh. Nah, Cookie's human-sized. The healing thing is because she has Anc's powers.))((No no, you misunderstand. I didn't figure she was any bigger, I was talking about her sudden, astronomical strength. Maybe using the term 'broken' wasn't specific enough. I should have said " outrageous", "impossible", or hell, just gone with the tried and true term "god-mod". Power Overwhelming much?)) ((Oh. Yep, "broken" certainly confused me. I've never seen it used that way before.
Inigo Montoya... where have I heard that name before? xd ))
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 10:05 pm
((rofl @ PRincess Bride))
Forde smiled for a moment and looked at Pen. "Of course you don't Pen, but it's still enough of a distraction for me to waste your little boyfriend here. Or do you think you have the speed to take out both weapons? And if you know me, which you do, you'll know what's in these damn bullets." He looked back at Jarred and grinned wickedly before frowning. "The girl said that you know where the stone is."
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 10:14 pm
"s**t, why not?" Jarred shrugged. "What I heard, the little voodoo kid has it, or sommat. All I know is she's damn creepy with the magic." Jarred nodded over in the direction of that other cluster. "And being chased by the hulk."
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 12:19 am
((It's still one of my favorite films xd ))
"Yes, I know what's in those bullets, Forde." Pen's face appeared none too pleased, but she still held her ground, not exactly willing to risk it based on her speed alone. "I should have known you'd be after the stone. It's yours if you find it. I just want to get the rest of us out of here alive."
Her eyebrows lowered into a scowl as Jarred mentioned the voodoo kid. She turned on him with a sharp gaze. "You knew where the stone was, and you didn't bother telling me? Classic, Jarred, absolutely classic."
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 3:22 pm
Sean laughed as Ora spoke, turning to face her. "You should. But, I fully intend on making it enough of a fight where your suit won't let you keep up. You're free to try, though."
"Hey, Pen, lay off the big man. Voodoo scares him. 'Specially when David Bowie sings it." Eric stepped up behind Jarred, tapping on his arm, presenting him with a large weapon on a shoulder strap. "Figured you missed your toy, old boy. Anyrate. You said something about a voodoo kid, the hulk, Pen's missing an arm, so I guess the whole threesome jokes are on hiatus, and I chased off the other ship, for now."
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 4:10 pm
((She may try to kill some of you once that hulk joke gets back to her. xd ))
"Hello, Sean." The dark voice would have been more appropriate addressing Clarice. "Are you sure you want to do that?"
A large blunt object came swinging at the man's head.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 4:15 pm
((sorry Sahaqiel, but I really want to post, and you aren't on, so I'm just gonna have Jarred move away from the gun and acquit it to his enhancents.))
Jarred took the heavy Flak Cannon, moving out of the way of Forde's gun. "Look, there's no point to us bloodying eachother up over nothing. Pen doesn't want the stone, you do. Let's all just keep from killing eachother and concentrate on the thing that's chasing your stone and healed up two bullets, hmm?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 4:22 pm
(( rofl Yep, she's going to kill you.))
EDIT sad (By the way, Saha says his internet is on the fritz again and you should lead pipe him.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 4:55 pm
((She's going to try. Note the inclusion of Flak Cannons.))
Jarred took the opportunity, said opportunity being Forde standing with his eyes wide, and the world around him moving slow. Jarred shrugged it off as lag and bonked him in the head with the but of the flak cannon, soft enough so the gun didn't kill him.
"Ready, Eric?" He said, grabbing a large canister from a bag Eric brought but forgot to mention, loading it into the hatch, pumping the mammoth of a gun.
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