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Definitely NOT a samurai
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Location: Wherever the wind leads me
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Mac looked up. "Okay seriously BLEEP this. Wait BLEEP? What the BLEEPer BLEEPing BLEEP is going on with the BLEEPing BLEEP."
The berserker roared and Mac shrugged his shoulders and sighed. "Time for the guitar solo," he mutterred and continued playing. Let's try and get some Pollenation and make these baddies sick. |
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War Incarnate
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Hawk brought himself up short as the berserkerman spun to meet his attack. In fact so unexpected was the sudden barrages of axes that Hawk quickly dodged backwards, ducking and dodging the strikes as they fell. After a particularly close shave with one of them he returned to the offensive, his sword swinging up and deflecting the blows as the two dueled back and forth.
The berserker came at him again with vicous speed and Hawk rolled to the side to avoid the strike, putting some distance between them as he went into a crouch, his blade transforming as he did so. Now in a kneeling position, Hawks sword became extended as it switched to its halberd form and Hawk made to thrust it into his opponents guts. If the man continued to charge at him now, he would likely skewer himself in the process, which served Hawk just fine.
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An eagle with the head of a turtle-
Join Date: Feb 2005
Location: and the body of a turtle.
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"Back off dude, I saw her second!"
SSB had pushed the succubus out the way, caught the other Intern in his tackle, threw him on the ground, and proceeded to beat him. After a few minutes of grappling, Nin gained the upper hand and caught SSB in a judo lock. Can't you see I'm trying to help you? Now pass out already! Unfortunately, Nin's eyes happened to glance over at the succubus and saw that she was currently engaged in... an activity.This gave SSB an oppurtunity to elbow him in the face "Argh! Huh? Whoah! AAUUGGHH! Ouch!
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Objectively The Third Worst
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Karesh came back around just in time to see his feathered nemesis trying to escape. This was not something he wanted to happen.
Noting that between him and his intended target there was what appeared to be a giant version of Flarecobra, he took the set up as a sort of gift from a crazed god seeking entertainment through acts of insanity in the pursuit of dealing violence to people he'd never met. He swiftly sprinted up Flare's back, shouting apologies for his rudeness on the way up, he reached her head and lept as high as he could. As he reached the apex of his jump he opened a portal beneath his feet to a source of water, as it flooded out he froze it, opening a new portal a distance away and repeating the process. He conintued and created a path of midair stepping stones, held up by the remainders of the portals they came from. Following this path he eventually reached Lara, leaping above his target he pulled his Rapier from his storehouse and plummeted down towards Lara in an attempt to pierce his targets chest.
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Making it happen.
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"The source of the message was an IP address as opposed to a phone number. And we have gotten in wierder scenarios before," Loyal replied. He turned to the control console, figuring that if Mauve was in a game, she'd be locatable via internet search. "Computer! I need you to run a search." Input Search Parameters: Location: Mauve Mage An image of the globe came up on screen, gradually zooming in until it finally settled on a house in the western United States. A series of coordinates accompanied the image. Loyal looked confused, before realizing his error. Digital: Locate "Mauve Mage," "Mauve," "Awesome Modesty" This time, a lot of text began to form on the screen: Current Location: Unidentified Server, hosted by UNKNOWN. Subject "Mauve" appears to be in a MMORPG. Datamining statistical information for accuracy... Confirmed. Input further commands. Locate Access Points Locating... Found. xxx.28.0991.xx xxx.29.0991.xx Input further commands. Loyal thought for a moment, then nodded. Access Accessing... ERROR: Spatial anomaly detected at home coordinates. Results unpredictable. It is inadvisable to proceed. Proceed anyway? "Wha?" "Results unpredictable?" Nexus repeated. "I think the course of action is obvious." There was almost the faintest hint of a satisfied smile forming on his lips as he finished, "Nice knowing them. Heheh." Loyal shook his head and smirked. "Oh, you know as well as I do what the course of action is. Full speed ahead!" He jammed the "Y" button down. "No, wait, that's not what I meant at a--" FWOOM! Access Complete.
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Trash Goblin
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Nik~Nik was flung by TDK.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~" He bellowed in pain as TDK shot energy into his FUCKING LEG. "I'M NOT A BRICK YOU CAN JUST THROW!" He shoved his fist into his pouch while flying at the berserker and collided with him, sending them both rolling. he pulled his fist out, clutching a brick. "THIS IS A BRICK!" and proceeded to bring it down atop the berserkers head. |
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That's so PC of you
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*Bellsouth was around, sure, no one could tell, but the unniverse was such a mess right now that he was simply tagging along. Pyros was an annomaly, he had no place in the Great Stream of data he knew so well. And now he was tagging along with a group of Dimensional crazy travellers.... good day!*
- ..Anyone what some Apple pie? *Crossing the field, not far from the rest of the group, chewing on some pie, pretty much oblivious to the whole ight and chaos thing that they had going on there* -... ok, Wazzup? |
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We'll have to do this the hard way.
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"An elbow to the face oughta sort you out!"
"Argh! Huh? Whoah! AAUUGGHH! Ouch! "Hurt? An elbow to the oughta sort that out!"*POW* He pinned Nin. "I can't believe it! You, my best friend, whose name I don't know, trying to kill me so you can fight my sexy hellspawn enemy. I know we can solve this without violence. So why don't we calm down and-" *PUNT* The succubus stood over Nin while SSB somehow flew away without using his jet boots and then landed on a rocky outcrop. The succubus stood about a foot taller than Nin if he were standing up. Her face was twisted with rage and her nails were a peculiar shade of red. She spoke with a spiteful and acidic tone: "Y'know, you two aren't that hot when you're not fighting. You fucking pansies." Several feet away: "Does this mean we're married now?...
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Just sleeping
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With the mage now a bird, Philbo decided to target the next big threat: the healer. Unfortunately, healers don't have a big weakness like mages, as they can typically turn undead and recover from blows. Wait a sec, they totally have a weakness. Can't heal in an antimagic field. "Time for some hax, Reeloy! •Summon: Beholder!" A huge, floating eye with a penchant for enslaving puny humanoids appeared in the fray with Lobsang Ludd and Reeloy Genkin. "Hey, beholder, shoot the paladin! Wait, beholders are an abomination... Time to keep it up on the mage! •Summon: Another Beholder!" Another beholder appeared beside Philbo, facing away, of course. Addressing the new summon, Phil yelled, "Hey, look, a giant bird!" and pointed in the air. With that, the second beholder looked to the sky, focusing on LaraSuvius. And we all know what happens when a beholder beholds something, don't we? Maybe not? It gets antimagic-ed, you cretins!
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Sent to the cornfield
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Having been hit by two energy balls, RMB had some time to recuperate before letting the gun drop to the ground. "Eh, I can summon it from anywhere anyway." He said to himself as he walked toward the enemies. "Healers first, blah blah blah..." He said, launching himself forward. "Paladin first!"
With that, he placed his right hand out and looked up at the countdown. "Summoning the kickass sword, go!" With that, a long blade formed in his hand. "Orihalcum Destiny, WHOOO! OR whatever the hell I named you... lets go old girl." He said, then clutching the blue pendant around his neck. "Sorry Latis, this one is an old favorite." With that done, he rushed towards the paladin and came down with a mighty cleaving swing. "Keep yourself healed will you?" |
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