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 Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 10:21 pm
William McCoy sat, the blue sky and sun shedding light over his pale, blonde hair form. That hair was unruly, but, doubtfully moved. He sat, haunched over a old oak desk. Blue eyes looking out into the vast shadowing office.
"... Subject 0192-91283.... You failed to kill any of them. Perhaps... it was my fault."
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 10:25 pm
A form would come into slight veiw, a leg of a creature, clad in tight black leather and a pair of black ADIDAS, oh, that and floating red eyes and heavy breathing.
"I failed you, spawner..."
He would say, short of breath.
"I was overwhelmed though... my master... I didnt expect the Felne girl to be such a problem, nor, did I expect Martin's son to get involved."
He said as he looked to his spawner.
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D O P P L E G A N G E R !
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 10:28 pm
"You did not fail. The Felne girl recieved the warning about Martin's son." he would nod and smile.
"Unfortunately, Gillian has gotten to the Felne girl before. Oh well. I guess we will have kill him, my abombination."
He would say cooly with a smirk.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 10:46 pm
"I can kill the Felne girl."
He said, narrowing his eyes at the mention of that girl.
"I can kill Gill as well."
He followed.
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D O P P L E G A N G E R !
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 11:14 pm
"Kristina Felne is a innocent. She knows about the Ligs, but, she is completely in the dark about her instrument ability. She needs to be protected untill we can get her to kill Gillian, it is neccisary that she is the one to do it.... she will come in time... when she realizes who she is."
He would smile to his creation.
"Your legion is waiting, my abombination." he said, standing.
"Take them on the Tear. The System Diabolical is going to take a cruise to shivver off the pains of the Rockford Beach incident. They have no idea what is to come, my abomination." he would grin, walking to the Machete King and removing his mask. "Breathe."
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 11:17 pm
"...of course my master, Anything you ask of me..." he said, watching as William took his mask off. Underneith was a pair of red eyes, belonging to a freak of nature.
Abomination 0192-91283 the machete king.
Class X supervillian.
VILLIAN corp.
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D O P P L E G A N G E R !
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 11:19 pm
-Meanwhille... at SD HQ...-
Gill sat under the hot heat of the light. Going through new papers of appointees.
"Lexi Nova."
He whispered to himself.
"alias, Supernova"
"Retired Superhero."
He said, sighing softly.
"...this is getting ******** up..."
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