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 Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 1:20 pm
|| SCENE MISSING ||
The ninja in the chicken suit began to cry.
|| SCENE MISSING ||
The 10 minute shower helped him calm down, and he was as level as he could be. His mind went over the clues. Only one thing could defeat the knight? What... could it be? 'The examples of the past' may show him the way. The next time Lazenca would be seen, it would be as a dark blur, sprinting off into the distance, chasing glowing balls. It's a Grand Tour!
Exit, stage Southwest.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 2:02 pm
With a click, the chest once again unlocked.
Perhaps its next chalanger would learn that there is only one thing that can could defeat the False Knight.
It longed for its treasured combat.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 2:23 pm
((Late post because Hoozy skipped on me- this was all, like, before we left and stuff. Consider it my exit post, I guess.))
Nascen sighed, dropping the helmet. Instead he went and picked up the first sword Sir Roxsohard he weilded, picking it up and clumsily waving it about a bit. He turned it about in his arm and held it down, looking about.
"Time to go boys. I lost track of them already, but I'm sure we can catch a few. We've got one or more petals that just flew in every direction. We can come back to have some more fun with our buddy here later."
He had his scarf back on, and his coat zipped up, glad he always dressed for cold weather, but with it quickly reheating he unzipped as they left.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 2:56 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 6:53 pm
"... What the ********?" Shouyin was lying atop a chandelier in, Gambino's mansion? He'd never been there, but he'd heard of the place, news reports, Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous programmes and whatnot. Green eyes wavered, and he scrambled to check his pockets, wallet, keys and coins were all in tact. The cell was there too, but he wasn't sure about how much it'd work right now.
He sighed relief, and hit the ground with a nice audible crash as the chandelier broke.
"Oww..."
Cue some looking arounds.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 6:57 pm
Owle hadn't the slightest idea how she had gotten there. She had fallen into a whirlpool, and now she was wet, wearing an oversized pope's hat, and in a really expensive looking place.
She looked around, both with her eyes and her mental senses. She sensed a familiar mind...above her?
Then the chandelier came crashing down, and Owle blinked at the man inside the wreckage of it.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 6:58 pm
Where Shouyin had washed up in a chandelier, Allen had ended up in the rafters. Lying across one, in fact, even as he looked wet and bedraggled.
Like Shouyin, he fell, slipping off to crash to the ground before he had time to regain his senses.
"...ow...where am I?"
Cue looking up and around, to spot Shouyin and...Owle?
"Owle? How'd you get here? For that matter, how'd I get here?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:02 pm
"I think it involved a whirlpool," Owle said. "But I'm not sure."
She, surprisingly, had ended up on the floor. Maybe because it was a whirlpool that took her and not a tidal wave.
Remembering her promise, she began fishing in her pocket for the coin she had received. She pulled it out and handed it to Allen, with total disregard for the familiar stranger.
"There you are. As promised."
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:02 pm
"My worthy opponets!" The False Knight rasied all four if its Katanas in the air.
"Come down and show me what you have learned!"
It began to move forward off the pile, only to see the fancy light thing crash down.
"Or do it that way!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:03 pm
Shouyin looked at Owle, waved hello, and got to his feet. Something cracked in his back and he grinned foolishly. He looked back and saw Allen. Hmm, silly hats all around. They were like a stupid band of sword-wielding, fist-punching and mind-stabbing clowns. Except, one of these clowns, one with a crown, wanted to choke to death a certain man with a turban atop his head.
'Cept, some Knight decided to intervene with Shouyin's murderous designs.
Grr.
"What?"
Note of the coin being handed over, life was sweet.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:05 pm
Nodding, Allen reached out and took the coin piece from Owle, slipping it into his bag with the other one. And then he turned to look at the armor.
"Mind telling me whats going on?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:07 pm
Owle waved to Shouyin, then turned to face the empty armor.
"Um...do you want us to fight you?" she asked, obviously none too pleased with the idea.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:12 pm
"I am the False Knight, Sir. Roxsohard." He bellowed as the katanas went into a more neutral positon, "Nobody thirsts for a chalange such as I. The chaos promised me the greatest opponets, and the chaos has brought you all to me!"
"Now! Prepare yourselves for the fight of your life!"
With that, the knight made a lunge forward. Two of the katans flipping to point downward as he did so, it was a very dramatic downward slash at Allen.
The other to gauntlets trailed behind, constantly at the ready.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:18 pm
By the way.
When allen took the coin, the pope hat disapeared from Owle's head.
Now Allen was wearing an oversized rosary, the crucifix being at leas the size of a DVD case. It was almost like he was some sort of rapper priest.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:21 pm
And as those came down, Allen moved forward, even as the rosary formed on his chest. The arms hit where Allen had been, and Allen was sliding underneath the armor, where the legs would have been. Or if it had legs, between them.
Still holding his katana, he used that momentum to make a hard slash at the body of the armor, using the point more than he normally would. Because it the point pierced, the blade would tear.
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