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 Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 8:04 am
ill let you know later right now we need to kill this thing...
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 3:06 pm
THEY HAVE CHOPPED OFF THE SPIRIT WARRIOR'S ARM. FOCUS, MY CHILD, AND IT WILL GROW ANEW.
Yoshitsune focused with all of his mental might. He felt a sudden draining feeling, as if his very core was being removed from him.
The creature's arm sprouted back instantly. Using both arms, it grabbed the man in both of its meaty claws, squeezing his midsection in an attempt to make him burst like a balloon.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 5:56 pm
Nena cryed beside her fallen mother.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:27 pm
What's with this one? It won't die!
Yoshitsune focused harder, and the draining feeling intensified. He could feel his mind getting weaker...
The creature was getting stronger, and squeezing with its increasing strength. It gave a frustrated bellow, as if to say "JUST DIE ALREADY!!!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 6:47 am
*stabs the monsters clam with one of his daggers* DAMNIT!!!
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 7:11 am
Name: Brushugon
Age: 54
Race/species: Human/Robot
Gender: Male
Bio: Brushugon was once an artist. He took his craft very seriously. But as fate would have it. His hands became almost unusable due to arthritis. As hard as he tried to carry on with his craft. The pain was just to much. So he donated all his art supplies to a nearby school. A few years later he heard about a scientist. That had his license taken away. For replacing a patients arm. With a cybernetic arm that he had created himself. The patient said he never asked for such a thing. But that was a lie that the media twisted. Brushugon went to the former doctors house. He explained his situation to the doctor. That his hands were no longer any good. For the trade he had practiced for years. And the doctor offered to outfit him with new robotic hands. So long as he promised not to tell anyone. That procedure would be free. Brushugon was put to sleep during the swap of his hands. And when he woke up, he had a new set of cybernetic hands. The quality was superb, he couldn't understand why the medical community would fire such a brilliant scientist. After that he shook the doctors hand and left.
(optional)Pic/description(include what weapons, if any): Brushugon is a fairly short man. At only 4"7, 160 pounds with a slight beer gut. He wears plain blue jeans. A blue t-shirt and a grey jacket made of rubber on the outside with a lining on the inside to keep him warm. His hair color is a dark brown. While his eyes remain a dark blue color. His shoes are a dark brown boot with the laces double knotted. And black socks to go with it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 7:21 am
Brushugon left the home of the doctor. With an expression of glee. He had a new set of hands now. And he would be able to continue his craft. His stomach growled a bit. Brushugon started to rub his stomach with his right hand. As he looked down the street in the direction of the main town. Where there were food stands he could get something to eat from. With a joyful expression on his face. He started walking down the sidewalk. A young girl that he had recognized from his own neighborhood happened to be skipping along on the same sidewalk. Only headed in the opposite direction of where he was headed. Not thinking about his new hand he waved at her with his right hand. The young girl screamed taking a few steps back. Before they ran away most likely back to there own house. Was it this hand that they were scared of? I've knew that person from my own neighborhood for years. So something as small as this shouldn't matter. With a scowl Brushugon continued down the sidewalk. Until he could see a hot dog stand in plain sight from where he was.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 8:39 am
Yoshitsune's logic was fading quickly. Now, he thought in terms of Me=Good and Him=Bad. He focused even more power into the creature...
The creature now slammed him against the ground repeatedly while squeezing, hoping to hasten the process. Its eyes were now glowing red; nearly all of Yoshitsune's life had been absorbed into it, and it had grown much stronger. This was only the beginning...
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 8:50 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 6:24 pm
The creature decided now that it was time for a meal. Seeing that its prey was unconscious, it opened wide, and slowly began to pull the man toward its maw.
"Bad man go bye-bye..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 6:56 pm
*wakes up from a fak sleep jabbing a metal pole down its throat* hmph
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 7:10 pm
It struggled and wheezed, caught off guard.
He focused the last of his energies into the creature.
The creature's eyes now glowed orange; the absorption of Yoshitsune's psyche was complete. Still, it seemed it would not be enough to survive. Still, the creature knew it could at least strike terror into its foes hearts even as it lay dying, and morphed its hideous face into that of Yoshitsune.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 7:35 pm
*jumps back in fright* whats it doing?
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 8:07 pm
Even with the pole down its throat, it cried to them in Yoshitsune's voice. "Oh Kami! Help me!!! The pain!!! It hurts so much!!! Everything's going dark!!! I'll never get to see my precious Amu again!!!" The face was in agony and despair, but the creature enjoyed every bit of it. It was struggling to keep from laughing.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 10:59 am
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