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 Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:40 pm
The real Sunny was forced to surface from Marcel's control. She let out screams of absolute agony as her body convulsed and contorted. Tears leaked from her eyes and her voice became rhaspy cries as her screams made her hoarse. She closed her eyes and her body stilled as if she truly were dying.
((OH TEH NOEZ!!!!))
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:47 pm
The true Marcel looked on as Auron stood over the still Sunny.
Lord Marcel: "Take a good look at what you've done. You're rash actions have lead to the death of your comrade. you should not have interfered."
(gotta go to bed for now, g'night. Lol Auron. It's a good thing, fun to enjoy that malevalent rush isn't it?)
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:57 pm
((you sick, sadistic, b*****d))
aurons rage subsides, as does the tornado surrounding him, and he falls to his knees, his wings covering his face as he starts to lose control, and wind rips through the ship, tearing it apart, piece by piece as he disappears and reappears above the ship, his wings shining as they completely surround him and a tornado forms near the Rose, sweeping over the french fleet
((i like to call this act "A Boy's Hatred Unleashed"))
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 6:13 am
Aubry's soul eventually finds herself in Kibo's head.
"no idea how i got in here, but im in here..." Aubry looks around and sees a thought that she didn't want to see. "ewwwww...."
Aubry/Marcel takes out a long sword and starts to attack Kibo by stabbing him in the chest.
"ouch... why am i doing that? you shouldn't have one for the chest if you want to hurt Kibo... what i would have done is disarm him, then just plainly cut his head off!" Aubry soul was saying.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:42 am
Kibo grits his teeth as he hears Sunny's screaming. The swords that went to attack him shattered, due to Charon's Guard. He turns towards Marcel, as a pitch black spirit orb floats from his open hand.
Kibo: You who understand nothing; I pity you. Ever heard of "Forced Possession?"
He walks forward, and holds his arm up high, before slamming the spirit down into Sunny's stomach. Her spirit is forced out of the body, replaced with the new one.
Kibo: You might enjoy this, Marcel. You finally get to kill your cousin.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:43 am
The 4 Marcels stood around Kibo, Aubry/Marcel standing with its sword stabbed into Kibo's stomache. The others watched the storm forming. One of the Marcels moved over to the fallen Sunny.
Lord Marcel: "As i have said before, you look all the more beautiful in death."
Felgrand braced for the strong winds that now forced the Rose towards the skies. Thinking swiftly, he let the anchors drop on both sides, holding the Rose down upon the water.
Captain Felgrand: "Prepare to launch gatling chains!"
Vincentt stood on the now damaged deck of the Requiem, laughing as he picked up a card that had blown onto the deck. Turning to a crewman...
Vincentt: "Bring me a pair of black candels."
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:45 am
Sunny's body's eyes suddenly shoot open as a shattering scream in Michael's voice pierces the air.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 10:22 am
(Michael's or Marcel's?)
(Oh i see never mind)
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 10:26 am
Marcel rises, stepping away from the corpse of what was now his cousin and moving towards Kibo.
Lord Marcel: "I almost feel joy for doing that. Alas, by spreading myself through so many souls, by feeling their own pain, i no longer feel anything."
He approaches Kibo, drawing his own sword.
Lord Marcel: "I was once like you, Kibo Botch. Are you prepared to sacrifice all feeling?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 11:18 am
Soul PK: hmm... maybe I have some say in what Kibo does?... *looks around kibo's head* hmm... it has to be here somewhere...
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 1:38 pm
Sunny's spirtit weakly floated to Kibo's body andwas absorbed. The spirit was unresponsive to prying, probably still lost to unconciosness retained while in her own body. Pricks of fear and pain pulsated from her soul, refusing to be calmed.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 2:15 pm
after releasing a massive hurricane around the island, auron reverts back to his normal self, no longer taken over by anger and hatred, then teleports down where the others are and puts up his wind shield, his long sword still drawn, at the ready "what the devil happened here?" he says, looking around at all the 'fake' marcels "and why are there so many of this one guy?"
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 2:23 pm
Pearl
Coast of Tortuga
Ranu looked up at the sky a moment as he felt Auron's emotions swing into fury. That little sensor he'd left in the male when reincarnating him had proven useful. He turned to his First Lieutenant, holding out a card like what he'd given the others. "This one calls the Rebel Star. Get them here as back up. That'll transport them."
"Sir?" The first lieutenant asked, already holding the card tight to activate it, "Where are you going?"
A cold smile flicked over Ranu's face. "I've heard theres a fancy dress party on. I never got an invite."
"A.. lack of invite would make you a party crasher, sir.."
"I know." A dark portal slid into being beside the male who stepped into it calmly.
Whatever ship this stuffs happening on [Whats its name?]
Coast of Tortuga
He appeared behind a crew member agape by the Marcel on Kibo action. He paid for his lack of attention with a knife in the throat. The male drew his sword, facing it point down at the deck where it glowed bright blue. "Auron tells me we have a party. Wheres the rum?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 6:48 pm
Soul PK: oh there it is! *found a small sensory control* now let's see.... *inspects it closely*
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:09 pm
Marcel turns, his cold gaze turning on Ranu, while the Sunny/Marcel rises.
Lord Marcel: "So many of you, this shall not change the result."
Marcel stood before Kibo, while the second moved towards Ranu, stopping directly before him.
Lord Marcel: "You continue to place me upon the same level as my cousin, however, i see a great deal of myself in you, Kibo Botch. You posses a great deal of power already, and even more remains, slumbering, within you. You lack what is needed to unleash this power. you lack... hatred. You claim to hate me and my cousin, and yet, i see nothing of true hatred."
Another gust of wind blows across the deck as cannon fire sounds in the distance.
Lord Marcel: "And what of you?"
He pulls a paper from his cloak, with the image of Ranu.
Lord Marcel: "Ranu? What inspired your transformation. It must take some great cause to throw away emotion for power, yes, you and I are alike ase well. You'd benefit from the transformation."
Severl pairs of black wings sprout from this Marcels back as four crows emerge, flying in circles around Ranu.
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