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 Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:26 pm
((*right eye twitches* i leave you people alone for a few hours and total hell breaks lose? this is just great!))
auron stands and stares at michael with an evil glare, then raises his right hand, as his sword transforms back into a dagger and floats into its sheath "now, prepare to die, michael" auron says, running up to michael and grabbing the top of his head "try and survive this" he says, as his hand glows gold and sinks into michaels head, and auron rips the hand off, jumping away "little technique i picked up a couple days ago" he says, as the hand explodes and he replaces it with a new one he forms from the wind circling around him "farewell, fool"
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:29 pm
[Mmm, not as perfect as mine! Nathaniel is just yum yummy! heart
You should read back through all the forums, dearie! Then shall you see hell. MUHAHAHHAHHAHA! domokun ]
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:32 pm
((Let's not go there. lol.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:41 pm
Michael laughs as his form melts away to dark fire as the glove detonates. The flames swirl about, engulfing the whirlwind. The flames spreads spiraling arounds Auron. Michael sits along the rail watching the darkness rise.
"So long... brat."
The flames crash inward engulfing Auron.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:48 pm
((your character really is a b*****d))
auron teleports in front of michael and punches him in the gut, sending him flying into the water "flaming moron" he says, drawing both of his cutlasses and laughing as the tornado reforms around him, spinning violently and sucking up wood planks that spiral around him, slashing anything near the tornado
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:51 pm
[preemptive "He's Evil!" ^.^]
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 4:05 pm
((Auron... Your sig made me smile.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 4:12 pm
(Curses, izzy you beat me to it! Yea sorry about that. if it makes you feel any better, imagine how fun it will be to kill him. Which should be pretty soon with Marcel on his way...)
Michael drifts to the surface. Spitting water out of his mouth, he looks up at teh swirling vortex heading his way.
"That's..."
He melts into dark water and drifts back to the ship.
"...getting to be annoying."
He raises his arms as a dark wind forms a second vortex, spinning in the counter direction of Auron's. The two cancel each other out.
"Fool... In this form i control all of the elements. A mancer's power is nothing to me."
He laughs.
"As a matter of fact, it was after i first saw kibo's ability that i researched this little ritual..."
He walks along the deck.
"By killing a mancer, and absorbing their essence... I can sustain my own powers. I think, you will suffice as my next meal."
He chuckles as he draws closer.
(And just to show you how evil he is.)
Michael brings up his leg, swiftly hitting Auron where no man should ever be stricken.
(Uh-huh he kicked him in the crotch. twisted )
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 4:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 4:24 pm
(Now to check up on Marcel...)
within moments, the La Moulin Rouge was far from the rest of the fleet. The vast islands of the caribbean sped by as captain and crew held on tight. After an hour or so a cry came from the crows nest as the sound of cannon fire echoed in the distance.
Watchman: "Tortuga! HO!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 4:33 pm
((damn you michael, i will be the one to kill you))
auron reels over on his side, groaning in pain "dammit, i guess i am going to have to cancel my appointment tonight" auron says, standing weakly and looking at michael with an evil glare on his face "oh, boys!" auron calls into the air, looking up as a flock of birds flew down and roosted on his outstretched arms, as a flame appeared on each ones tail "go get him!" he yells, as the birds fly towards michael and are engulfed in flames, then explode as they circle him "cooked those up a few days ago as well" he says, running towards michael through the smoke, slicing at him wildly as he hears the ship going through the water, and turns his head for a second to look out of the smoke "bloody hell, there's a navy fleet heading this way!" he yells, jumping away from michael "friends of yours, michael?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 4:55 pm
The ship
Coast of Tortuga
Ranu sighed. "I'll have to kill you both separately then. A shame. I hoped to end this in one swift battle. Still, it will be fun to hunt down the spirit fleet." He took another step forwards, Dream floating to his hand. "What saw we fight like the immortal assholes men we are? Banging pointless sheets () of metal together?"
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 5:18 pm
Michael forced the air around him away with his black wings, pushing back Auron as well.
"A fleet?"
He turned to see the french ship approaching.
"He found me!? Here!? NOT GOOD!"
Michael kicked off of the deck with great force, crushing the hull. As the first ship began to sink he flew off.
"Sorry Ranu, we'll have to continue this some other time."
He landed on the deck of another ship.
"Get us out of here, signal for a retreat!"
Captain: "Sir?"
"We've been spotted..."
Captain williard of the La Moulin Rouge looked through his telescope at Michael's flag swaying atop of the main mast of the ruined Zeus.
Williard: "Got 'em. Let's go tell Admiral Vincentt the good news boys!"
The crewmen knodded as they turned the ship in the other direction.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 6:13 pm
PK: well Auron... I guess we can let Michael get away for now, we'll always get a chance to kill him later...
Nega-PK: damnit I wanted to kill him!.... oh well, I'll return when he does, ready to strike him down! *vanishes into shadows again*
PK: not to mention, Auron, if we combine our powers.... of wind and lightning.... we can make the seas hell for him and his fleet... Thinking of which, I believe Miles has somthing for you, back on the Naught, to thank you for your help...
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 6:35 pm
(Alright, for now I'll get the plot moving, and Michael will return in war III!)
Michael stands at the helm of the Queen of Cups as she prepares to sail.
Captain: "Are you sure it was him, sir?"
"Yes, that was the same scout ship that chased us around the arctic. I thought we lost them back there... no matter, have the Santa Lucia and the Crimson Angel cover our retreat."
Captain: "I'll signal them immediatly."
The Queen of Cups picks up speed as it sails away from Tortuga.
"Until next time, Kibo Botch..."
The La Moulin Rouge exchanged ropes with the Requiem as Captain Williard climbed onto the ship. He stepped through the glass doors of the office, which was now empty, except for vincentt and another man, dressed in a purple suit.
Captain Williard: "Lord Vincentt, It was definatly the fleet of Don Miguel."
Vincentt: "Good. We're back on their trail then..."
Captain Felgrand: "yez it vaz such a botzer to lose track of z'em en the arctic. You really mezzed up zat time, heir Villiard."
Captain Williard: "Shut it you Pansy! I haven't seen the Rose enter in any action."
Vincentt: "Silence, from the both of you! I will not have my captains act in such a way."
Williard and Felgrand exchange looks of hatred.
Vincentt: "After all, what would Lord Marcel say?..."
With that the two fall in attention.
Vincentt: "Set a course for Tortuga, I shall inform Lord Marcel personally."
Captain Felgrand: "Vith in ze hour, vhite zail shall line ze coast of Tortuga."
Captain Williard: "There will be no escape!"
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