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 Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 3:52 pm
Seeing as the weird guy, thing, whatever he was had to go around the shovel in order to jump behind her back she simply raised the shovel again and swung, this time the thing was jumping right into it so his face smashed into it. This was getting old really fast and judging by the way he seemed to be breathing smoke in as opposed to air she wondered what would happen if she cleaved his face open and sucked all the toxin in his body out. However, she didn't wait for the stupid being to recover from being hit in the face and went to kick his feet out from beneath him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:02 pm
Stein fell to the floor as he raised himself to his feet his arm now charged with electricity he bushed off the dirt and dust from his jacket, the thrusted forward aiming to grab this tenacious hunters neck and his next move was a kind of choke slam but the ammount of electricy running through his arms he only needed to make contact to paralyze a muscle.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:09 pm
Meredith smiled and her gloved hand batted Stein's hand away martial arts style, deflecting it to the side so that his punch or grab or whatever he was intending shot past her over her shoulder, which allowed her to swing around with her free hand. She chose to hook him right in the eye, specifically pointing her middle finger and her pointer finger so that they would jab him in the eye.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:13 pm
Stein smiled as the left over Elecricity from Arms traveled to his face to deflect the hit, not to say that it didnt hurt, Watz of Elecricity scared his eye, as he Jumped back and started to undo the screw in his head, Driving him insane. He then Made a Grin that was way to big for his face and it streched from eye to eye. He looked at Meredith with one eye, the other being charred and all, as he stood their, "One of us is going to Die arnt they?" he said is head tilted as he smiled.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:20 pm
Meredith scrunched her nose at the electricity that somehow found its way to deflect her hit, leaving her hand feeling quite numb in the process though she could still wiggle her fingers. She decided that hitting a guy with high voltage attacks via her own fist wouldn't be smart because she didn't want to endanger her unborn child by having it electrocuted by this freak. "I don't kill unless you gimme a reason to but I can tell you this now, I'm not gonna be the one who dies in this."
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:23 pm
Stein smiled at her as the Screw fell out of his head and onto the floor making an echoing noise that seemed to last forever, the blood slowly poured from his head as his hand started to glow blue, "Life's just one big Joke, why cant you see the Funny side to it? Why cant you Laugh?" Stein said as he let out a hysterical laugh into the night sky as he charged at the Hunter his hand glowing, he aimed his fist for the chest and figured he could stop the heart. But before Steins fist reached its target he took a good long look into his enemies eyes and Smiled.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:32 pm
(( I've been given permission to auto-hit and kill. ^^ ))
Meredith smiled to prove that she was capable of doing so and as the crazed thing ran toward her she waited for him to get closer before she slide tackled him to the ground, flipping Stein's form right over top of hers as she slid on past him with the momentum. However, she was the first to rise to her feet, having dropped the shovel a ways back when deflecting Stein's aimed punch for her and she now took out her axe. She quickly whipped around and without so much as a second thought, brought the axe down to cleave and separate his head from his body upon which a huge release of smoke and toxins emmerged and she kicked the dead body and head into the grave and began burying it again. This time the doctor would not emerge from the grave.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:46 pm
((Poor Stein)) Jack wandered into the Graveyard a Place of Peace and Tranquility unfortunatly not for he has seen the whole ordeal with the Doctor and the Hunter. "Oh My" he said as he hurried towards the Hunter, "Are you Hurt?" he said as he examined her for any wounds, "Jesus I'm such an idiot, Im Jack" he said holding out his hand he had no intention of making Enemies. All he wanted where Freinds, He let out a Small smile as he looked at the Hunter
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:59 pm
Meredith looked at the guy strangely as he held his hand out to her and responded, "I'm fine but I really don't think you'll want to shake my hand since I kind of just cleaved a guy's head off. I'm Eden." She was still looking him over strangely as if he was one of the strangest people she'd ever met. In fact, he probably was stranger to her than the guy she'd just killed who had a screw in his head and could have been Frankenstein's cousin.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 6:58 am
Jack looked at Meredith, she was Powerful he could tell, able to cleaver another persons head off with just an Axe was quite an achivment, "Well, I dont mind if you cleaverd this guys head off or not, I would still like to be freinds... Eden" Jack said with a smile across his face He took out a small canteener and took a swig from it, wiped his mouth and offerd Eden some, "Please feel free to drink as much as you want.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 8:30 am
Okay so maybe the guy had extremely questionable social skills but at least he wasn't graverobbing anyone or trying to attack anyone else. He just apparently wanted to be friends with her and took swigs of liquor when he happened to be in graveyards. Maybe he was one of those funeral crashers that targetted vulnerable women. She had no idea of knowing for sure but for some reason she couldn't help but think such a thought had a fairly high chance of being accurate. "You're really strange, you know, Jack. Most people who have just seen someone cleave off someone else's head don't feel particularly inclined to befriend the axe murderer or offer them a swig of liquor which might only make the murderer more rampant."
She didn't know why she was trying to explain social common sense and social etiquette to this guy but here she was telling him that he was acting strange, which he was. After all, who would bring a canteen to a friggin' graveyard, certainly not a typical or normal person, not that there really were normal people but still. When he held out the canteen to her she shook her head. "I am officially off drinking for life and I wish that I'd never tried it in the first place. If I hadn't drank I wouldn't be in the mess I am now."
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 4:40 pm
Jack shrugged "Well, I'm not most people am I?" Jack said taking another Swig from his canteen, the liquor running down the side of his cheek, as he wiped it off on his trench coat, "Your not messed up, just, diffrent. and liqour is a depressant if anything why would it make you murder more, also it seems you can handle a small swig, but I wont nag," Jack said putting the Canteen away next to his Katana, "So who was this Doctor.?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 5:10 pm
Nick was contemplating existence. Again. He'd been doing it for several hours now, he thought about how futile it all was, really. He rationalized that every time he killed somebody, he released them from the pathetic futility of their existence. He was wondering about this, and he kept wondering about it right as he fell over the mound of earth and into the still partially open grave. The warm and sweet bitter smell of blood bombarded his nasal passages as he flailed around, forcing himself out of the grave. "Fantastic, this was a new ******** jacket" He muttered, brushing the plain black business jacket, and looked at the gray anorack hoody beneath it. It was symbolism, his sire, the insane Vampire he had beat to death shortly after being bitten, had worn one very similar. Now it was exactly the same, bloodstain and all. He grinned at the irony of this, but then noticed that there were people near him. His face slipped back into his grimace, and he sighed theatrically. "Please excuse my rather brash language, it's just-" He gasped slightly, seeing who was talking "YOU! You're the pregnant girl! The one who's would be boyfriend is a boring d**k, and who carries around a big axe and frightens me!" He realized this summarization was going to make him like the man in the shallow grave, so he added quickly "AND who has..." He desperately eyed her for some sort of compliment "..The wonderful complexion! ...Hello!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 5:45 pm
"I guess not, I can't really say since I don't really know who the ******** you are other than you're some weird guy that walks around graveyards after hours and carries a canteen of liquor with him and befriends axe murderers. So what if I was a serial killer? Would you still be friends with me and say that I'm not messed up, that I was just different? I think you must have hit some part of your brain that involves common sense and reasoning because I wouldn't make friends with me if I just saw myself cleave off some guy's head. Actually, I'd probably react exactly like that guy who looks like a hobo dressing as a rich man that's blabbering right over there. Also, depressants make people very compulsive so if I decided I wanted to go on an axe-murdering rampage, I would consider it far more seriously if I was slammed as opposed to being sober."
Her purple aviators then turned toward Nick and her black eye brow raised considerably, the silver hoop through it catching the moonlight and glimmering because of it. "YOU! You're the really loud yeller that likes yelling at everyone and is annoyed by absolutely everything and everyone and reminds me of my Grandmother on menopause as opposed to a vampire! Hm ... I think your complexion could use a little work quite frankly, it doesn't suit the eyes there. It brings them out by it clashes with them at the same time. So are we just gonna sit here all night and comment on appearances or what is the point of this?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 6:40 pm
"Glad to see things around here don't change. You can always count on seeing a familiar face in the graveyard at night," a voice said, wafting through the graveyard towards the group conversing just in front of her. Kerrigan sat perched on a tombstone, a sly grin on her lips. Her black curls bounced playfully around her shoulders as she hopped down. Her green eyes scanned over the people present, falling on Meridith, to whom she gave her classic fanged smile.
"Well well well. Meridith Jackson. Imagine my surprise when I get back and find you in charge of the hunters," she said with a grin, walking towards the group. She looked more composed than ever before, wearing a pair of fitted jeans, a black t-shirt and leather jacket on top of it. The heels of her black boots, hidden under the length of her pants clacked against the ground with each step. Her eyes fell on the other two men present, one of which she was not sure she had met before, the other she knew for a fact was a new face.
"Who're your friends?"
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