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 Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 5:13 pm
Hertaik had walked into the room in which the music was playing. He stood in slight confusion, questioning if this was considered "normal" to people or not. ((nothing is normal here....nothing..is...normal... {Big Grin})) He looked around at all the people, still in his most demonic form.
"sO mUch sUStEnAncE...i cOuLd hAVe iT alL, iT's jUst sITtIng hErE..." Heratik thought to himself. Again looking over to Vhozd, he tilted his head in the direction of the growing crowd, indicating that he has...malicious intentions.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 7:10 pm
Rufus began to walk though the pitch artificial night, trying to find a wall, something, anything, that could help him.
His hands landed on something cold and solid and flat, he began to travel along it.
But, in a simple blink, the wall seemed to not be there.
The night sky became thick grey clouds, crying rain onto the brown muddy field that now formed below Rufus' feet. He lit his pipe with a dry match.
He took a good puff off the pipe, wondering where the hell he had been transported to.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 5:20 pm
"Sorry, old bean. But the voices in my head say to kill you."
Wadsworth's hand clamped down around Jack's as his other arm lengthened and sharpened.
"And the voices in my head must be fed."
[[FALLEN LEAVES FALLEN LEAVES FALLEN LEAVES ON THE GROUND
(if you couldn't tell, Wadsworth is quoting the song Fallen Leaves by Billy Talent.)]]
Wadsworth slashed up at Jack, trying to catch him under the chin.
~*~
Vhozd waved to Monoe. Unfortunately, he had more pressing matters at hand. He waved at Heratik, getting the demon's attention, and then pointed to Mocha (as in, eliminate her first). HE walked up behind William and tapped him on the pauldron (get it?). Vhozd readied a punch, and waited for William to turn so he could punch him in the face.
~*~
Ecchymos stood up, frowning at the door.
"Not sturdy enough." He concluded. He picked up a leg and plucked out the bone, the flesh around it rippling away from his spidery fingers. he pinched the top of the femur, shaping the top into a plus sign. With his new screwdriver, he removed the door from the wall and, with extreme difficulty, dragged it across the room to lean it against the wall. He sifted through the scrap pile, picking the choicest appendages and torsos and carefully putting them into a pile. He looked at the parts and began sculpting.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 5:45 pm
Monoe noticed this lack of attention, andd, wishign to not see any bloodshed, went back up to see Ecchymos.
Like as if you haven't seen someone die, Jack said in her mind.
She ifnally found him.
"Ah... Vhozd is trying to kill an enemy. But.... that enemy is my other mother and uncle..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 6:15 pm
The demon nodded to Vhozd and turned to mocha. He let out a shrill screech, spreading out all the spines along his body. Black fumes spewed out from his mouths and nostrils, slowly rising in the air and fading into nothingness. Heratik started to charge at her keeping his arms open to the sides. The mandibles on his jaws were flickering about as he was snapping his jaws at her.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 5:20 pm
At this tournament, no one is on my side except for Mocha. I can see her, so that's somebody else behind me William thought.
He turned quickly, raising his sword, using the turn to build momentum in the horizontal slash he was about to do.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 1:24 pm
Mocha, her legs too stiff to move, snapped her fingers, and unlike the regular portals [which had a certain color and runes etched out of the side], this one was made of black void, with the writing depicting screaming children.
She portaled to where she was in a patch of sunlight.
"It would be terribly pleasing if you wouldn't do that," a voice callled out.
"Sorry, Great-Gramps," Mocha said casually, picking at her teeth with a gloved hand before pputting her gasmask back on.
Guinness finished playing, and, Parapaleejo putting their musical stuff away, Guinness put on his straightjacket. He spread out his claws, intention to attack Mocha and William obvious.
[[Mocha: Chto za huy!?]]
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 2:26 pm
'God damn it. I guess I should start expecting this kinda stuff.' He barely dodged the slash, his neck showing a thin slice. With his free hand he grabbed and armed his energy pistol, setting it to Ice. He began rapid firing as he brought it up in an arc across the jelly-man's body towards his wrist. He would try to keep firing on that spot, to make it freeze up. If it did, he could easily break out of the frozen hand.
'No more mister nice guy.'
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 3:33 pm
Heratik stopped as he got to the former location of Mocha. He uttered under his breath, missing a target to take out his rage on. However, in the middle of his search for a target, He twisted in on himself. The "Puppet" had taken his control back, seeing as how the demon had ran out of energy. He stood for a few moments until he fell to his knees.
"I...I think...I need a medic.."
He fell face first onto the ground and blacked out.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 3:58 pm
The slash caught Vhozd right under the ribcage, leaving a crease in his armor. He gurgled, and blood sprayed in a fine mist from his mouth, coating the inside of the helmet and exiting through the breathing grille. Hmm. This one's strong.He grabbed William's sword with one hand and held the other in an obvious 'stop' sign. he then dropped the sword and stepped back, taking a fisticuffs stance. ~*~ Wadsworth wailed in pain. His entire right arm crackled, flash freezing as soon as the bolts [[They would be bolts, right?]] hit him. He attempted to rip his hand off Jack's, but he couldn't get it off. Instead, his hand separated from his body at the wrist. He spun his frozen appendage around his head, attempting to hit Jack in the side of the head with it. At the same time, a gash ripped open in his head and lamprey-like teeth sprouted on the inside. He stretched his neck, attempting to latch onto Jack's face. ~*~ Ecchymos had to stop himself from laughing. Remember your new body, Ecchymos. Be nice to her. He looked up from his framework, which he was layering muscle over. "Unfortunate. Do you want me to call him off or something?" [[s**t I just got tuna on my enter key.]] He turned back to his work. He laid a thin skin over the door, leaving a large hole in the center and a smaller one where the doorknob would be. He then took an eye, and squeezing it between two fingers, laid it in the large hole. He plucked another pair from a severed head, and placed those in the hole too. After a few more eyes had filled out the hole, he waved a hand over them, and they fused into a huge, catlike yellow eye. He then began pulling teeth out of heads.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:11 pm
Rufus began walking, his boots being sucked into the muddy ground and coming back up. A thin trail of smoke followed him as he traveled the god forsaken terrain. He looked up at the overcast sky, rain pelting onto the monocle. He looked back down, then an idea came into his head. One of the revolvers came into his right hand. "All right, it's all in ya head." He aimed the gun blindly infront of him. He closed his eyes.
"All in ya...."
He pulled the trigger, the gun let out a screaming whine as the bullet flew across the air, cutting though it like a knife.
His thought process was correct, he opened his eyes, seeing sickly white walls, the one in front of him had a deep hole in it.
He quickly holstered the weapon.
Now he needed a way out of this room.
Out of the frying pan and into the fire.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:16 pm
Monoe looked downtrodden.
"No... I guess... that it's okay..."
~*~
Mocha looked at Vhozd.
"Hey, leave him alone! I'm the one you want!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 10:41 pm
[[They're more like shotgun shell-sized 'bullets' of energy. I should have clarified that earlier, sorry. If he charged it before he fired, he would only be able to fire, like every couple of seconds, and they would be around the size of a cd, only spherical, and would pack a much greater punch.]]
He wrenched his hand free, the frozen hand of his foe crumbling off, and leaped backwards a few feet, avoiding the flailing appendage. As for the maw of razor-sharp teeth stretching for his face, he raised the gun up and rapid-fired down the creature's throat, the pistol still set on Ice. Its freezing effects seemed to be effective against the gelatinous shape-shifter.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 3:36 pm
Rufus leaned on the wall, his handcannon holstered and peering his left eye, protected by the monocle, into the hole. "Hem..." The only thing he saw...was nothing. While still leaning on the large, sterilized wall, he began to walk along it, tapping the wall, trying to find anything that would get him out of this private hell. He sucked down more tobacco smoke, trying to ease a small part of himself.
The wall, suddenly caved in, Rufus stumbled in, catching himself with his hands as he looked up, at least he was out of the damned room.
He looked to his left, seeing some sort of fight occurring.
"Tha' 'ell?" Rufus questioned to himself.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 3:40 pm
Viola saw Rufus.
"Oh! I thought you, err... vanished. You've been away for quite al ong time, haven't you?"
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