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 Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 6:36 pm
Origamidude Copycat was heartily greeted it a big padded foot on one side of her face. A second one immediately accompanied the first foot, landing on the other side of her face. Hell Hound crouched right on her head, ready to push off. He hesitated though, as with an inkling of guilt popped into his mind. Was this a proper way to treat a lady? The thought quickly subsided though, as he realised that as every second passed, he was left quite open, dispite it only being a couple seconds. He shifted alittle to gain proper footing, and started to push off against Copycat's face, hoping he wasn't too late to avoid a counter. (( In yer face!!1 >:V ))Though the padding on the bottom of Hell Hound's feet was soft, but the force and weight of his body on Copy Cat's face was most definitly going to smash her backwards into the ground for some major damage. It was the few seconds of hesitation that allowed copycat's quick reflexes to grab ahold of Hell Hounds ankles before he used her face as a spring board. There is nothing like taking down someone who has kicked you square in the face with you, then clawing their eyes out to releave some stress.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 6:45 pm
Kangaroo S.T.U. Though the padding on the bottom of Hell Hound's feet was soft, but the force and weight of his body on Copy Cat's face was most definitly going to smash her backwards into the ground for some major damage. It was the few seconds of hesitation that allowed copycat's quick reflexes to grab ahold of Hell Hounds ankles before he used her face as a spring board. There is nothing like taking down someone who has kicked you square in the face with you, then clawing their eyes out to releave some stress. Hell Hound pushed back, but it was too late, Ms. Cat's grip was on his ankles. He had a feeling this would come up, seeing as he hesitated, and so he used all of his momentum to go into a backflip, bringing him to land belly first into the hopefully forgiving soil. If this works as he planned, Copycat was going to go through the same motion, only twice as fast and twice as hard. (( >:3 ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 6:52 pm
Origamidude Kangaroo S.T.U. Though the padding on the bottom of Hell Hound's feet was soft, but the force and weight of his body on Copy Cat's face was most definitly going to smash her backwards into the ground for some major damage. It was the few seconds of hesitation that allowed copycat's quick reflexes to grab ahold of Hell Hounds ankles before he used her face as a spring board. There is nothing like taking down someone who has kicked you square in the face with you, then clawing their eyes out to releave some stress. Hell Hound pushed back, but it was too late, Ms. Cat's grip was on his ankles. He had a feeling this would come up, seeing as he hesitated, and so he used all of his momentum to go into a backflip, bringing him to land belly first into the hopefully forgiving soil. If this works as he planned, Copycat was going to go through the same motion, only twice as fast and twice as hard. (( >:3 ))Naieve was the dog creature. Cats always land on their feet, though Copycat was not a true feline, this is one of the traits she did share with her creature counterpart. The thick padding under her feet on the costume absorbed some of the shock. A bit of pain shot up to her her knees from the impact, but it wasn't enough to stun her for very long. Still holding onto Hell Hound's ankles, Copycat called upon all her strenght. Turning, and dragging the hound in the dirt, Copycat attempted to swing him around before tossing him into the bush. Cats love to play with their food before they kill it... (( >:3 take that))
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 7:04 pm
Hell Hound was surprised to see himself being scraped about in the dirt as he was being swung in circles. 'Funny, I thought that would've worked.... ow, ow..'
Nevertheless, he had to come up with something quick before he became a projectile. He did what he could only do, and gripped at the dirt and grass with what little claws he had, and wiggled his legs in an attempt to loosen her grip, struggling to stop the swinging.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 7:51 pm
Good Samaritans are rarely found in this modern day and age, so Iphynsa's effort to help the unfortunate who'd been caught in a crossfire by less dubious people was something that deserved credit...perhaps even a round of applause.
But alas! Alack! She was too late! The stranger was dead, dead as a doornail...as well as having already gone through a rapid decaying process and scavenged by wild animals apparently, since there was nothing left but a tattered old robe and a few choice bones.
"I say, dost thou feel a draft?" the skull suddenly asked as the robe sat upright apparently under its own power and the bones hovered to anatomically proper positions. Jones had finally recovered his senses, but apparently not his wits yet.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 8:33 pm
Having had enough of observing the scene below, Animeistro thought he might want to have some fun with them.
He unclipped his cloak from around his neck and hung it up on the branch beside him, it would be too stressful to keep concealed while frolicing with the many people down below.
As an afterthought he grabbed the sword above him and sing some leather straps, fastened it to his back.
And hopped down from the tree, invisible by the time he hit the ground.
((The sword's the light one with the holes right Kuro?))
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 10:29 am
At the stranger's response, a lightning bolt hit a nearby tree which promptly burst into flame, and Iphynsa fainted clean away.
A few seconds later, she sat bolt upright, staring at the dead man, rooted to the spot in fear. Today was suddenly not so relaxing after all, she thought, as little lightning bolts played in her hair.
((OOC: xd Kurogo, your post made me laugh quite a bit. And thanks for giving her a shock; she now has lightning to play with. ^^))
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 3:51 pm
((OMGSUDDENINSPIRATION.))
A tall, skinny figure was watching the battle between Copycat and Hell Hound with an indifferent expression on its face. The figure was Tally, now fully grown and greatly changed. She was at least six feet tall and with the look of being deprived of food and sunlight for a long period of time. Her usually long, flowing hair was cut short except for a part that covered her left eye entirely. Tally wore what to be a metallic suit with a dull grey color. Although it looked solid, it was flexible and yet surprisingly hard. It covered her entire body but her head and had clear parts where a dark red substance could be seen flowing through the suit. There seemed to be no way to get out of the suit, but there was a keypad were a belt buckle would normally be. Tally's eyes had a dulled, somber look, quite unlike that of a normal person's. Having known nothing but anger and hate for the past months, she was quite unsure how to react to the scene unfolding in front of her. The two seemed familiar, but Tally's memory had been wiped clean since her first death. She stood with her arms crossed, leaning against a tree and staring unblinkingly with a slightly raised eyebrow.
((To clear things up, that's blood running through her suit, and I typed this in a hurry, so it may have some kinks I'll try to fix later))
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 4:33 pm
Animeistro
Having had enough of observing the scene below, Animeistro thought he might want to have some fun with them.
He unclipped his cloak from around his neck and hung it up on the branch beside him, it would be too stressful to keep concealed while frolicing with the many people down below.
As an afterthought he grabbed the sword above him and sing some leather straps, fastened it to his back.
And hopped down from the tree, invisible by the time he hit the ground.
((The sword's the light one with the holes right Kuro?))
Ummm, Is Dark STU dead or sommat?))
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 8:13 pm
Jones was well on his way through dusting himself off as his would-be-savior suffered a touch of the vapors. This woman certainly was a curiousity...especially since certain elements seemed to bend to her mood swings.
"Ah, madam is currently alright? Thou gavest me quite a shock...though thou shant so carelessly set forestfires; it may bolt thee to a serious charge." the lich casually punned as he noted Iphynsa's quick recovery.
Oh...right. The forest fire. Jones turned a bit to see that the tree the elementalist had struck was thankfully a bit isolated and wasn't spreading yet. Gesturing with nimble, if fleshless, fingers he scribed a sigil in mid air as trails of luminescent black energy seeped from their tips. As he finished the sigil it flared into a flurry of inky tendrils that lashed out to envelope the blazing tree entirely, snuffing out the fire like a candle in the wind. Both darkness and smoke trailed away into nothingness a moment later to reveal the tree relatively unharmed aside from the damage Iphynsa had unintentionally inflicted.
((OOC: Glad I can get a chuckle every now and then. ^^ Of course, all those puns are probably going to get me lynched.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:26 am
((OOC: Tally's scary. Even more so. D: And Iphynsa's first language isn't English, you'll see why I mentioned that in a sec.))
Still utterly petrified, Iphynsa just stared at the stranger as he spoke, not understanding most of it, and certaintly not understanding why he seemed to be so amused with himself. Still, she understood the bit about, "carless," and, "fire," and was about to defend herself when the man started to make strange motions in the air. Watching with a dreading fascination, she was amazed to see the fire go out so easily. Remembering the times when she had accidentally set fire to things at home, she spoke up; "That would be useful. How do you do it?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 9:54 am
Kurokitsume Animeistro
Having had enough of observing the scene below, Animeistro thought he might want to have some fun with them.
He unclipped his cloak from around his neck and hung it up on the branch beside him, it would be too stressful to keep concealed while frolicing with the many people down below.
As an afterthought he grabbed the sword above him and sing some leather straps, fastened it to his back.
And hopped down from the tree, invisible by the time he hit the ground.
((The sword's the light one with the holes right Kuro?))
Ummm, Is Dark STU dead or sommat?))((XDD;; sorry, after RPing with OD for a few posts I had class, then after that I played smash brothers till my eyes bled in honor of finals being finally... over. *sigh of relief* :3 now I can post as darkstu and hopefully calabur...*))
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 9:58 am
Origamidude Hell Hound was surprised to see himself being scraped about in the dirt as he was being swung in circles. 'Funny, I thought that would've worked.... ow, ow..' Nevertheless, he had to come up with something quick before he became a projectile. He did what he could only do, and gripped at the dirt and grass with what little claws he had, and wiggled his legs in an attempt to loosen her grip, struggling to stop the swinging. Hell Hound's struggling made it difficult to lift him off the ground. Copycat didn't manage to throw the dogish character anywhere. A rather sudden display of lighting caught the cat completely off guard. Dropping Hell Hound's feet, Copycat leaped away from the direction of the tree that had just erupted into flames.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 10:04 am
DD<
Darkstu shook her head from side to side, shaking off the feeling of a bullet grazing her helmet. A gun? A GUN? Darkstu feared no gun...
Another rock found itself in Sling Fire. The Pelt knew of her position... she had to make this shot count.... Just as her fingers released the rock, a nearby tree erupted into flames. The shot went wild, sailing to who knows where. What a stupid tree, to suddenly decide to combust...
Grumbing, Darkstu quickly rolled out from under the brush, trying keep out of sight of the Pelt in the tall grass before she can find another hiding spot. She tried to pick up a few sizable rocks along the way.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 1:44 pm
"Oh? Quite simple madam; all one must do is die foremost, and then--" Jones' hospitable explanation of his magics was abruptly interupted as a slingrock came whizzing out of the slightly charred underbrush, striking him soundly in the back of the skull.
As if Iphynsa hadn't been scared enough that hour, she was then treated to the lovely sensation of an aged and rather annoyed sentient skull falling squarely into her lap. The robe crumpled lifelessly (relatively speaking) to the ground as its posseser unwillingly vacated the premise.
"Methinks I should've stayed in bed today...twice with a rock. Does thee consider this to be a double header? Perhaps I should quit whilst I'm ahead? Mayhaps this is divine punishment." for a skull he certainly was chatty...
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