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 Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 12:53 pm
The room Arell entered looked for all the world as though it should be owned by two face. The room was pretty much split right down the middle. One half of the room was clean, tidy, and well in order. The other half of the room was painted black and destroyed. Furniture broken and knocked over, knives sticking out of the walls, guns lying around the floor...
There was no sign of Two-Face, but it seemed as though the room traveled down into a long hallway. Still split in two. There was a bright 'ping' sound coming from down the hallway. Like something small and metalic being bounced off of something repeatedly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 6:46 pm
Arell smirked. All he had to do was lure him out of hiding. He stood, leaning on the frame of the door, twirling his pistol forward, then back, then forward again, a little bored.
"Well, whaddaya know? Nobody home! Shame . . . an' I was just lookin' forward t' a shootout, too! Guess he's too yellah!" he said, clamping a Lucky Strike in between his teeth.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 3:24 pm
"Yellow..." a raspy voice called out from the dark hall way. The metalic cling rang out once more, and then there was a long, quiet pause.
A moment later, a man in a dual colored suit stepped out of the hallway, a coin in his hand. Scarred side up.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 3:33 pm
Arell smirked, lighting the smoke. "Well hello, Ugly." he said, twirling the pistol back and forth. "What we flippin' on? Whether or not ya wanted t' come out to play?" he asked. He made sure the pistols were both loaded before the ensuing trouble started.
((Yes, I know I'm taunting Two-face. Laughin' at the devil!))
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 3:42 pm
Two Face frowned. Well, the side of his face that could frown anyway. "No." he replied in his raspy voice. "Flipping to see weather or not you died." he said, pocketing his coin and pulling out a gun of his own. With out another word, he held his arm straight and aimed his gun dead center of the other man's head.
(( Oh, you have no idea. Spent the last few days watching my TAS season 1. ))
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 3:48 pm
Just before he could fire, Arell aimed for the gun and fired, hoping to blast the gun out of Two-Face's hand. "Come on, it ain't like yer dealin' wit' Batman heah . . . quit goin' easy on me." he taunted.
((Nicely done! I remember watching that show as a kid))
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 3:54 pm
Arell's bullet hit it's mark, and the gun was knocked out of Two Face's hand. The man glanced down at the gun, then up at Arell and grinned. "If you insist..." he replied.
Quite suddenly, the man literally split in half. Just as gunfire rang out from down the hall. Bullets that would have cracked "Two Face" in the back and head shot right through the two halves and towards Arell.
(( Uh huh. Kind of liked that shape-shifter they featured in the first season. ^+^ ))
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 3:58 pm
(( eek I didn't see that coming. stressed ))
Arell dodged the shots, damning himself for biting off more than he could chew. He dove to the side and opened fire at the two halves that were running amok. "Well, you just get uglier an' uglier, don'tcha?" he asked, taking the time to knock the ashes off his smoke.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 4:08 pm
(( ^_^ Don't worry, you'll still get the real Two Face. ))
Clay Face just smiled as he reformed himself back into the form of Two Face. The bullets did nothing to his clay body. "You haven't seen anything yet."
More bullets rang out from the hallway. This time he let them riddle his back.
"CLAY FACE!" The same raspy voice bellowed from the dark hall.
"So what do you think guy?" Clay Face asked as he glanced back. "How many times do you think you can dodge a bullet, and me?" he said, one of his arms turning into a long spike.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 6:49 pm
(( smile No worries. Should be alright.))
Arell smirked. "Now two 'gainst one ain't a fair fight." he said, taking a drag on his smoke, then quickly drew another pistol and shot the light down from the ceiling. "Glad I got two guns."
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:29 am
Clayface grinned. "You're gonna need them." he replied. With that, he dropped his masquerade and allowed his body to fall into it's massive clay form.
Blinded by the sudden darkenss, Two Face stormed into the room, drawing out another gun himself. He aimed and fired at the larger blob in the dark room.
Clayface allowed a few to hit him, then shifted his body to try and make the bullets miss him and hit Arell. At the same time, he shot a spiked arm towards the man to make him stay within the range of fire.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:37 am
Arell dodged again, aiming for Two-face, feeling one bullet graze his arm, he shot for Clayface as he landed over by a corner of the room, the spiked arm luckily missing him by mere inches.
"Greeat . . . kinda didn't work out like I expected." he mumbled to himself as he pulled out the shotgun, firing off two 12-gauge flares, one per villain, and switched back to the pistol, aiming for their heads.
"Ya know, I think one a' ya's a Dìck Tracy villain . . . well if I'm gonna die in dis hellhole, may as well be with some classy villains an' not de clown." he growled, firing again, keeping constant movement along the wall.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:51 am
Two Face was more worried about shooting Clayface. He could care less about the other man at the moment. As long as he got his coin back, that's all that mattered at the moment. The flare was enough to distract Two Face and make him stop firing to get out of the way.
The tactic worked to an extent for Clayface as well. He stopped attacking just long enough to deal with the flare. Then he went right back to trying to impale the man.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:57 am
By the time the two were ready to attack Arell again, the Cajun was already in some decent cover, not just through the darkness, but behind a chair he knocked over, firing again over were the flares where, firing a low shot towards Two-face's foot and moving again. Stay in motion, don't waste ammo . . . s**t, I may DIE here . . . why the hell didn't these bastards do this closer to home?!? he thought, thinking back to Breaux Bridge and the family he left behind. He shook it off fast and giving himself cover, hoping to flank them.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 11:46 am
In the darkness, Two Face growled something as the bullets rang out. Clayface slid to the side as Two Face stumbled back some. "You're not doing too bad. Be a shame if you didn't have anything to hide behind." the large blob said as he moved again. He brought a fist up, and smashed some of the furniture in the room. He picked up a chair and tossed it in the direction the shots were coming from.
"I want my COIN!" Two Face hissed.
"Oh, you'll get it back. I'm not done with it yet." Clayface replied.
Two Face growled and started shooting at the blob again. He couldn't see that his bullets were sinking into the things body with minimal damage. Clayface grinned and moved again to try and direct the shots towards Arell.
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