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 Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:08 pm
The gem hanging around the pendent on his neck seemed to glow faintly, that hewn mask and dragon reflecting inside of it, a man's desires.
A man's needs.
The essence of will.
There's no turning back now...
Pulling back on the handlebar's, he yelled aloud, even as he popped another wheelie, screeching into the emptiness like a bat outta hell.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 6:11 pm
Owle scowled at the two figures of Amp and Null. "Pathetic, are we..." The woman growled, a look in her eyes none but the gods had seen before.
Her hand thrust out, as though she was hurling, something, anything at them. And to her own surprise, something, something invisible but no less real, came out. It was about the size of a soft ball, and far less damaging. If it actually got far enough to hit either Amp or Null, they would feel it, but it would not hurt them.
And Owle would stand there, staring at her own hand like it was the most horrifying thing she had ever laid eyes on. No...no, no no...this isn't happening... The snakes lashed out inside her, searching violently for what was wrong with her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 6:20 pm
Charles unsheathed his scythe. "Pathetic? Oh please. Making a comeback like this after having your asses handed to you, now that's pathetic."
The Chauffeur stepped in front of Sam. "I'll keep you covered, but for the love of god find a way to beat these things," he murmured.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 6:24 pm
Sam wasn't sure what to say to the strange 'chauffer' but she did giggle at his joke. "Ummm...yeah..." Shaking off the weird feeling, she began typing like crazy..'What a deadline to have for your research....eek...deadline...no, no thinking like that...' Her head down, she would try not to flinch at every shadow that came near.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 6:25 pm
"It would seem that we are still not welcome." Shift Trans, with arms folding across the chest. His head was down, and he sighed. He seemed to be doing a lot of that lately. After a moment of apparent thought, Lazenca looked up, between the figures.
"Today is a great day to die. If we are to battle, let us not waste time with the speeches and insults." He pointed down to the ground, because he couldn't fly and didn't want to resort to special effects, theatrics, and acrobatics just to kick someone's a**.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 6:40 pm
"..."
Shouyin packed his setup away, sighing a little at some incomplete bassline roaming his thoughts, and then made a rock in his hands and threw it at the thing with a lot of eyes. Shield, sword, gauntlet, greaves, even his socks were all shoved away in the car. The man was wearing a dark grey t-shirt, a button-up black shirt overtop with the sleeves rolled up, and baggy blue jeans. Belt and boxers too, but hopefully you could've guessed that on your own.
However many days adventuring, and all he'd done was try and put holes in a dragon, and jump at a suit of armour. He'd almost gotten his heart's desire during that showdown at the boardwalk, but it'd been cut short by a ******** tidal wave. This half-golem wasn't some adventurer, solving puzzles and slaying terrible beasts. He was a fighter, all he wanted was to bloody well throwdown.
And so help me God if there wasn't gonna be blood on his fists tonight.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 8:42 am
She was trying not to listen to the drama. She was trying to pretend that she hadn't just heard Owle say she was pregnant. Because if it was true, both Vahn and Rafe were going to die, and she couldn't have that sort of distraction while she was trying to beat down evil.
She was already up in the air, about 15 feet away from Amp and Null. Her hands were glowing, and her eyes were narrowed...
Flare was going to roast someone.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 9:14 am
A few of the eyes swiveled towards Shouyin, and it caught the rock as if he had just thrown a baseball, before making a pitch as if it was indeed a baseball. But its 'fastball' was a lot faster and a lot harder then any intergalatic baseball player and it was aimed straight at Flare. More a distraction then anything but it would still hurt if it connected.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 9:26 am
Flare dodged swiftly, but not swiftly enough. The missile grazed her side, nearly knocking the breath out of her. That...was going to look really nasty in the morning.
These beings had god knows what kind of powers, but they had not yet attacked unprovoked. Perhaps she could hope they would stay that way a little longer. So for now, Flare held her fire...and waited for it to build.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 9:35 am
In the mean time, Owle hadn't moved. Her body felt as though it had just had the energy sucked out of it and poured into that deadly little invisible force. The same invisible force she had commanded...when she'd...
...when she'd served Thanatos. When she'd return from the tasks he set her soaked in the blood of mortals. When she'd been able to do nothing but rage futilely against the bonds that forced her obedience to him. Were they trying to take her back?
The snakes found the corruption within her, though not that which was giving her power. Something was tearing at a part of herself, tearing at the bits of emotion, of the bonds that connected her to those she knew. They set out, strengthening the bonds, reinforcing them with themselves. It seemed that the gods were trying to forcibly tear away her feelings for all she knew and loved...she could not let them.
Through all this, Amp and Null were forgotten. The girl remained still, like some soft and fleshy statue, as her mind turned to the world within her.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 11:08 am
And so with nothing to do, the temperature immediately around him- say, no more than a foot, started to drop.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 11:14 am
And Alex continued to sleep, completely oblivious to the drama outside the car. Would she sleep through the end of the world? Maybe. blaugh
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 11:50 am
Trying the old standard, Charles hurled his scythe at the floating Null. "Let's see if you remember me, you Easter reject!" he said as the scythe horizontally flew towards it, ready to cut it in half. Scythe Techs Wrap Around: Scythe is spun just so, causing the weapon to return to the owner like a boomerang. Hot Knife and Butter: Wielder is able to easily cut through any object as deep as the blade's length.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 8:22 pm
The floating null creature seemed content to merely stare at Charles as he spoke. Not even the smallest flicker of movement as he drew back and then launched his weapon.
Quite simply; this creature did not seem to really give a damn. The reason why became apparently soon as a black sphere exploded in front of the scythe like a minature black hole and sucked the weapon in. A few seconds later its twin appeared a few feet over and the scythe broke free once more.
Conviently heading right back at Charles. The creature still made no movement other then to watch him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 8:29 pm
His eyes went over, watching what happened with the black hole and spatial displacement that had the man's weapon soon to return to him [Man, he'd better catch that...], and a mental note was made.
projectiles
"Would someone please grab him by the collar and drag him out of the air?"
Below freezing. Lazenca stared up at the Null-esque figure, supressing an annoyed/bored sigh.
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