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 Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:07 pm
The being dodged to the side quickly but not before the dagger clipped it's shoulder. It began bleeding but it began to seal back up with light. It charged at him Again slashing at his legs this time. As it charged he shot a pillar of darkness at it and unsheathed his black blade from his back, it's runes shining their own individual colors. He walked at toward it slowly as it lay on the ground from being hit by the pillar.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:10 pm
As he got to it he stood over it grinning demonicly. He then stabbed his blade through it's head blood shooting everywhere. It's head completely obliterated. "I feel better." In a swirl of shadows he then disappears laughing madly.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 2:53 pm
He appeared in his usual burst of fire that was replaced with him. "Well...it's good to see this place is still being used..." Reko thought after looking around for a few minutes.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 4:51 pm
That odd linger of bordum crept over him again, so he sat down, whipped out his PSP, and resumed watching the movie.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 1:41 pm
*Dragon starts walking through the grassy plain his large sword on his shoulder and walks up to his hardest apponet himself*Well nice to see you. said the real Dragon to the fake* Well i need to destroy you to get your life. *they both smile at each other* Then lets make this the last incounter. *they both attack each other insink trying to hit a killing blow but there blades hit and clang together but as there together blocking the death blades from having there affect but the fake and evil clone lowers one hand pulling out a knife from his belt and stabing it into Dragons ribs* Hahahahaha you stupid half demon you thought i would play fair. *Dragon steps back holding his ribs as the fake lauphs knowing he could kill him in one blow*
TO BE CONTINUDE..........
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 3:32 pm
A column of strange light only 6" in diameter seemed to strike the center of the training grounds from above, with tremendous force. Immediately it grew to a width of 3', and when the column dissipated, what appeared to be a young man knelt on one foot in its place. Standing up, Jet cracked his knuckles and neck to release tension, and dropped his Attache Case to the ground, smirking. "Sky Haven's facilities aren't fully restored yet, so I suppose the RDS training grounds will have to do." he thought. Looking to his left, he noticed a young man with a large sword, fighting what appeared to be a clone of himself. Jet didn't recognize the boy, and wondered if he belonged here. But before he could finish that thought, the magic of the training ground began to work itself. A mass horde of fake genome soldiers manifested, surrounding him on all sides. Smirking, Jet gave a swift kick to the Attache Case on the ground, catching the two AA-12 Full-Auto Shotguns that popped out. "Let the party begin, bastards." he muttered, as both he and the horde of genome soldier fakes opened fire with the intent to kill.
[[Hey Dragon - did you post your bio in the appropriate thread?]]
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 3:54 pm
TwilightxPrince A column of strange light only 6" in diameter seemed to strike the center of the training grounds from above, with tremendous force. Immediately it grew to a width of 3', and when the column dissipated, what appeared to be a young man knelt on one foot in its place. Standing up, Jet cracked his knuckles and neck to release tension, and dropped his Attache Case to the ground, smirking. " Sky Haven's facilities aren't fully restored yet, so I suppose the RDS training grounds will have to do." he thought. Looking to his left, he noticed a young man with a large sword, fighting what appeared to be a clone of himself. Jet didn't recognize the boy, and wondered if he belonged here. But before he could finish that thought, the magic of the training ground began to work itself. A mass horde of fake genome soldiers manifested, surrounding him on all sides. Smirking, Jet gave a swift kick to the Attache Case on the ground, catching the two AA-12 Full-Auto Shotguns that popped out. " Let the party begin, bastards." he muttered, as both he and the horde of genome soldier fakes opened fire with the intent to kill. [[Hey Dragon - did you post your bio in the appropriate thread?]] {yes i did}
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 6:40 pm
The training grounds were covered in smoke, and the thunderous sound of 100 sub-machine guns firing could be heard for miles. As the piping hot parabellum rounds flew towards him, Jet put up a barrier of hypo-pressurized air to protect him; as pressure decreases, the temperatures at which a substance melts and then evaporates also decrease. The several inch thick wall of air was at such a low pressure that the parabellum rounds instantly sumblimized upon contact.
The Genome soldiers had to stop and reload, and that was Jet's chance. With a slight grin on his face, Jet let down the barrier and leapt 30 feet into the air, inverted himself and let fire with the two AA-12's. At 5 rps with 20 rounds each, by the time Jet landed, only 14 of the 100 soldiers remained. Throwing up the shotguns into the air, Jet drew his katanas and appeared to dash in 7 directions at once and disapper, only to reappear back in place not a second later. Putting the katanas back in their scabbards, Jet caught the falling shotguns as the 14 genome soldiers exploded into bits of flesh, cut down by Jet's blades.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 6:54 pm
200 more fake genome soldiers appeared to replace the previous batch, this time with bigger guns and improved physical ability, and Jet smirked. "I'm out of rounds...it looks like these guns won't cut it anymore" he said.With a snap of his fingers, Jet began to glow that familiar white aura. A wave of power surged through his body, and suddenly a psionic blast radiated out as if from his very core, sending the ranks of soldiers flying. As the dust began to clear, the faint outline of large glowing white wings made itself visible. With dark, onyx hair, ripped muscles, and glowing silver irises, Jet's Angel form was more than enough to handle the battle before him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 7:42 am
Bigreddragon *Dragon starts walking through the grassy plain his large sword on his shoulder and walks up to his hardest apponet himself*Well nice to see you. said the real Dragon to the fake* Well i need to destroy you to get your life. *they both smile at each other* Then lets make this the last incounter. *they both attack each other insink trying to hit a killing blow but there blades hit and clang together but as there together blocking the death blades from having there affect but the fake and evil clone lowers one hand pulling out a knife from his belt and stabing it into Dragons ribs* Hahahahaha you stupid half demon you thought i would play fair. *Dragon steps back holding his ribs as the fake lauphs knowing he could kill him in one blow* TO BE CONTINUDE..........*the fake looks down at Dragon ready for the final blow* then i will kill them *his sword falling down aiming for Dragons neck* NO YOU WILL NOT *Dragon jumps at him knocking the sword out of the fakes hands then the fake digges his finger into the dagger opening making it larger* AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 8:00 am
Bigreddragon Bigreddragon *Dragon starts walking through the grassy plain his large sword on his shoulder and walks up to his hardest apponet himself*Well nice to see you. said the real Dragon to the fake* Well i need to destroy you to get your life. *they both smile at each other* Then lets make this the last incounter. *they both attack each other insink trying to hit a killing blow but there blades hit and clang together but as there together blocking the death blades from having there affect but the fake and evil clone lowers one hand pulling out a knife from his belt and stabing it into Dragons ribs* Hahahahaha you stupid half demon you thought i would play fair. *Dragon steps back holding his ribs as the fake lauphs knowing he could kill him in one blow* TO BE CONTINUDE..........*the fake looks down at Dragon ready for the final blow* then i will kill them *his sword falling down aiming for Dragons neck* NO YOU WILL NOT *Dragon jumps at him knocking the sword out of the fakes hands then the fake digges his finger into the dagger opening making it larger* AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH*pulls out a dagger and has its path right for Dragons head then dragon pulls out his own dagger and stabs it deep into the chin of the fake* whos weak now b***h.
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 8:15 pm
It didn't take Jet very long to get bored. His Angel wings were bullet proof, and his magics were overkill on the frail soldiers. Within less than a minute, most 200 soldiers were ripped to shreads by either his swords or his scythes of wind. The few remaining were finished off by his custom revolvers. "This is boring. I wonder what everyone else is up to." he said through a yawn. After transforming back into his human form to conserve his energy, Jet walked out of the training grounds.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 10:20 am
walks in sees dragon giving him the bird says go to hell pulls out sword flies over and kills him by using the sacread blade
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 10:37 am
*His footsteps rung throughout the empty training grounds facility, Infact dust had begun to cover the wooden floors. Where were everybody, Bingo?
A slightly irritated vampiric sneer exhaled from within him as his eyes trailed around in the room, his body following in the turn when his face peeked across his right shoulder. Holding his arms out as if he wanted someone to suddenly jump into an embrace. Honestly with Angel, Crow, Zero and Mercina absent things had not calmed down, dropped into a coma would be more specific. Ali's sigh even echoed while he shook his head of discouragement, adjusting the velvet black satin belt around his head.
By now surely Clavi would be wondering where it had gone after last nights passion, better he tok this as a souvenir than her panties again.*
Sheesh...i'd think atleast Yang would be here pounding his head repeatedly into the wall
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