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 Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:58 pm
*I come to my senses*
"Oh, sorry man."
*I get of him and notice I have a killer headake*
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:59 pm
(EDITTED)
"You okay enough to fight?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:01 pm
Cyrus listens cautiously through the rain. He hears muffled voices and a gun being drawn. He shoots out of the park, a jetstream trailing behind him in the rain.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:06 pm
"After that lightning bolt I´m gonne kick his as."
*If just the storm in my head will calm down, I think to myself.*
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:06 pm
I fire three rounds at him. "DOnt miss."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:08 pm
"Atta boy...I'll be right back"
Danny goes over to the park bench he pushed over earlier and pulls it out of it's bolts the rest of the way, he picks it up and starts walking back over to his new smoldering aquaintance.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:21 pm
They all hit Cyrus, one in the leg, one in the shoulder, and one in the stomach.
((exit))
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:22 pm
"Yes hell be out in a few minuets."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:23 pm
Danny arrives beside his aquaintance with bench in hand just in time to see the guy fly off...
"Well hell...where could he be going?" says Danny.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:29 pm
*I stand up, brushing the dirt from my clothes*
"Probobly to his daugther, and our home."
*I turn and yell to Itachi.*
"Come on, lets get back, he´ll probobly be there."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:30 pm
"I have nothing better to do, I'll tag along"
Danny tosses the bench aside...
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:32 pm
*I turn back to Danny*
"Sure, just no killiing, he is still our friend. Oh, I´m William by the way. Whats your name ? "
*I start walking to the warehouse*
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:34 pm
Danny follows.
"Danny, Danny Daemon. I'm a pro-wrestler from Louisiana Who's the guy who wigged out?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:36 pm
"Wigged out ? What does that meen ? "
*exit to warehouse*
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:37 pm
"Wigged out, as in 'go crazy'...the guy with the lightining..."
((exits))
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