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 Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:12 pm
*Yanks the two apart.*
Children, i'll be handing out the a** kicking today and no one else!
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:12 pm
Hey Wally... could you get some Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs? I'm kinda hungry and you got access to the kitchen...
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:13 pm
*hits the floor, but quickly flips back to his feet, he pops his claws and his pupils go into slits.*
What the hell was that for!?
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:14 pm
*shoves Val off and zips back to Creed with a left hook to the jaw at Mach 1*
scream
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:15 pm
*watches in astonishment the recent developments*
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:15 pm
*Hits the wall from the punch, his jaw broken to one side. He grabs it and puts it back in place.*
God damnit I hate the speedsters...
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:16 pm
*charges the floor to see if it'll stop Wally (and everybody else), DCAU-style*
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:17 pm
Victor Creed *hits the floor, but quickly flips back to his feet, he pops his claws and his pupils go into slits.*
What the hell was that for!?
'Specially since you didn't do anything this time.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:17 pm
*leaps up and runs on the wall towards Creed*
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:19 pm
I don't ******** care if the little b*****d kills me, I ain't running from a cheap shot.
*Catches the sound of Wally's feet hitting the wall and leaps in his direction, his adamantium claws infront of him.*
RAGH!!!
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:19 pm
*Blows the door off the hinges, knocking everyone against the bar*
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:19 pm
Everyone Freeze!
*His spoken words doing the literal, it was almost like the magic that Zatanna used, with the exception that certain motions were made and not just the verbalization. Jason Blood had manifested in the doorway, and as much as he liked to see Creed get beaten, this wasn't called for.*
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:20 pm
*gets knocked out cold against the bar*
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:20 pm
*walks in....onto electrified floor*
Pissin' 'ell, me shoes are meltin'!
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