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Midnight Syn Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:10 pm
<< domokun Life likes to make things difficult for Synnie.. >>
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:10 pm
(( ^^' Ichi would really like to participate in RPing.... But she has school! Maybe tomorrow! <3 ;D *rapes Fierce Again* KILL SOMEONE!!! xDD >>; *poofs* xPP Whoopsies. ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:13 pm
Caine scoffed, and almost started laughing before he checked himself.
"So niave....you still think I serve that thing...?"
Caine turned slightly and looked at User over his left shoulder, his golden eye locked on the other Saiya-jin. For the moment, he ignored the newcomer.
"If she were my child, I'd keep a closer eye on her. Cooler's been sending out men looking for us...and I made sure that the one's after me didn't return, unless I wanted them to....."
Caine grinned coldly, even though his eyes were serious. Then he turned his gaze to the newcomer, and only nodded slighlty in acknowledgement of him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:16 pm
((I think I"ll just watch....for now. XD and poor Sato...I know how that is....*ish still debating about going to school* I could just go on the computers... > >;; ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:18 pm
"Hpmh." User grunted at Caine. It wasn't just that. There was just something about him that User just hated. Something that grated on User's nerves and pissed him off. "She is strong," User said, "Already, at the age of just seven, she is a Super Saiya-jin. Nothing Cooler has can challange her." He too saw the man, known as Kyle Berus, and nodded to him. They had fought once. The man was surprising. He was stronger than most humans easily. His ki was significant enough... but no where near their own. His metal legs made him extremely agile though but were easily destroyable. A Saiya-jin never forgot another's weakness.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:18 pm
<<::keeps being raped by the cute minor:: Eep!! whee ::almost done typing::>>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:24 pm
(( *Makes a startling appearance.* ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:25 pm
Kyle walked over to the arena stands took a seat by User. "So what are you doing here?" He asked him, looking to make idly chit-chat.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:25 pm
Caine shrugged slighlty at User's reaction to what he had been told.
"Figured I'd be nice and warn you. Wouldn't want her to go through the lives we had to...."
As he turned away, he looked...odd. Almost like he was saddened by the thought of Sabrina going through what they did. But in an instant it was gone. He walked away from User and the other guy, heading over to the wall near the arena and climbing up on it, laying down on his back and closing his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:25 pm
<>
::This time, the Red-headed Devil is in mid-battle, playing the role of one-man army as he battles none other than an actual army itself. It appears to be of the US, with the red, white, and blue flags on the sides of some of the tanks and choppers. His long fingers clasped around the long barrel of an armored tank, Fierce is standing in the middle of an open and vast grassy plain.
Fallen trees, rocks, and corpses are everywhere, huge craters and patches of flame scattered amidst advancing soldiers and tanks. The grass itself is charred and brown, all of this creating some sort of bloody scene straight out of Hell. Fierce is stepping on his heels repeatedly a tiny circle, leaning back as he spins and spins, the tank high up in the air.
He is laughing maniacally as he does this, bullets firing his way from many directions, huge tank shells slamming into the ground around him, the black smoke blending in nicely with the mist surrounding the demon's legs. Clamping his jaws shut and donning a malicious grin, Fierce releases the huge several-ton tank, sending it sailing into the sky as if he's performing the Olympic hammerthrow. A large chopper nearby begins to pull up as the tank approaches, but they collide, both exploding with devastating impact.
The devil lifts his right leg to regain his balance, waving his arms about and taking a few steps back before dropping his hands against his knees and laughing out loud, catching his lost breath afterward. Shaking his head for a moment, Fierce stands back up straight, looking around and seeing a group of men holding large weaponry, roughly fifteen feet away. As they start firing, he frowns and lights up a ball of red ki around his right index finger, his expression quickly changing to another smirk. A few of the men stop firing, frightened, and stand up, running in the opposite direction.::
Hehah!!
Rearing back, the monster swings his right arm to the left horizontally, unleashing a swift Death Wave. In a bright flash of light that lasts a fraction of a second, his arm now curled around his neck, Fierce watches as the men freeze in place, as though stunned. They each begin to fall apart. Some of their heads tumble from their likewise collapsing bodies, while others are left cut into two pieces, falling to the blood-stained ground with a sickening thud. All but one soldier is killed, who was lying down as he fired.
He looks around, seeing his comrades killed, and slowly stands back up to his feet, his hands shaking around his firearm. In an instant, the devil is standing before him, looking down at him with a vacant expression. The boy instinctly lifts the gun to attack, but Fierce snatches the rifle from his hands by the barrel. Lifting it out of his grasp - high up above his head - Fierce locks eyes with the soldier while effortlessly using his thumb to bend the barrel of the gun in half.
Shocked, the boy turns and bolts, running past an advancing tank in an attempt to flee. Smilling softly without revealing his teeth, Fierce nonchalantly drops his arm, tossing the gun in the soldier's direction. It moves actually very fast, slamming into the boy's head with a dreadful smacking sound of metal on shattering bone. He falls to the ground, dead.
Looking up at the approaching tank, Fierce blinks a few moments, standing casually as it stops right in front of him, lowering its aim. It intends to blow him away from point blank range. He silently ponders the idea of bending that barrel, as well, using it as a weapon.::
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:29 pm
"So long as there is a breath in my body, she will never have to kill her own father," He said to Caine. Images of User's childhood flooded his mind. He pushed those away. He had to stay focused. Then the human walked to him, "I am waiting." The warrior said and nothing more. User felt human ki winking out and muttered, "Eliminating the scum..." The Saiya-jin felt no sorrow for the stupidity of the human beings. They were beneath him. They were weak.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:30 pm
(( Ooookay! That's enough for me to skidadle outa here. ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:34 pm
Kyle rolled his eyes and grinned at the Saiyan, "Come on now! No need to be rude!" However... the guy seemed intensely focused on something. His mind was certainly locked on a task at hand. "Oh well..." The man said and walked over to the other guy. This guy had a tail very similar to that of User's. Another Saiyan? Weren't there ever any plan old humans around? "Hello. My name is Kyle Berus," He said to the Saiyan, offering his hand.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:34 pm
((are you trying to piss me off? messing with my guys like that.......)) *Far behind the tank the form of Gabriel can be seen walking slowly in Deity's direction. His look is as though he has been to Hell and back within the past 24 hours. His clothes are ripped, his skin blackend in patches underneath the torn clothing. Several cuts line his body as well. Despite all this, Gabriel walks onward to the demon, a grim light in his eyes as he comes closer to the being responsible for his father's death.*
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:38 pm
Caine opened his eyes again after only a short moment, a smirk spreading across his face.
"Seems he's still playing with his toys I left him with...."
He wanted to actually help destroy things with Fierce, but knew better. He'd be targeted eventually but still...
The thought of possibly fighting Fierce once again made his blood run hot for battle.
His thoguhts were interupted though with the approach of the human as he introduced himself as Kyle...somthing.
"Caine....Saewin."
He looked at the offered hand for a moment, before finally sitting up and briefly shaking it. He didn't like it, but he wasn't a rude a*****e...all the time.
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