NPF Avatars 6 Ch. 4: The trouble with Moogles.

[Red Mage Black]

With the pally gone, RMB sighed with boredom. Looking over, he watched for the succubus. "Damnit, this isn't an RP server. Well, at least we don't see two night elves... okay shutting up now." He chuckled, with a another snap of his fingers, the fire elemental went poof. Only next time to land on one of Mauve's shoulders. Looking down, he looked over at her. "Oh well, nice seeing you here. Care to use that strength to maybe... throw me at high velocity? Or maybe you'll be hurting me for... filling your ankle with lead. Either way works." Then came the kick and score with SSB. "Damn I'm lucky I'm not human."

[Bells]

- What? No! The Pie is all mine!!

*Bellsouth stared at Pyros for a momment adn then around seeing the arrow coming from the Bush over there. Without a momment to spare, Bellsouth shovells the pie in his mouth as he dashes towards the Bush*

- You know, im gefhin pheaking tiref of thif shift! Yoh peophow shull buh dom bah mow...!

As he closed in the the Bush, the Archer Found himself shooting many arrows that didnt went anywhere. It was Bellsouth's Lagability kicking in. Shoving the target's PING over 9000! It was Super effective in a MMO setting and together with Bellsouths Double post ability

- Anf bow i shaw enf phiz!

*Bellsouth grasped his Laser blade and entered the Bush. A few Lightsaber Wooom's and Zwommm's came out of there, follwoed by some blood and a limb or two

[Karrrrrrrrrrrresche]

Karesh silently transported the loot from his kill in his storehouse before moving back towards the group with a mixed feeling of anger at having murdered his potential soulmate, joy at having gotten his revenge, and confusion as to why he felt a pain in his groin as though someone somewhere had just lost their manhood..

He dismissed all of the above for now, focusing on when exactly it was okay to call someone after destroying them, eventually his wandering cause him to bump into a giant version of Mauve's hat, and from within came the sound of Fenris talking to himself about something, he yelled as he wasn't really sure where Fenris was or how soundproof a hat could be "Hey Fenris, lets say I killed someone and they left me their phone number....when do you think it'd be okay for me to call them?"

[TDK]

"Three days." TDK replied to Karesh in passing, walking past the giant hat. He walked over to Pyros, still beating on the paladin. He raised an eyebrow at the display of bloodshed and Pyros' mad laughter. As the paladin was very clearly out of commission and Pyros clearly needed a time out, TDK picked him up by the scruff of his neck. "I think that's enough, dear."

[The SSB Intern]

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Turtle threw a demon into a shrubbery....

SSB lay groaning and mumbling to himself, his head and groin five different kinds of hurt.

That bitch. I was going kill turtle-guy; I was just doing that speech to lower his guard. She just never believed in me!

He stood up.

"SSB DON'T DO WELL WITH BREAK UPS!! BEHOLD, POINT BLANK OPTIC BLAST!"

The beam shot forth. Then, SSB realized that he made a terrible mistake.


"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! ME SSB LOVE YOU!"

[Flarecobra]

I winced as I saw the impact. "And I thought steel-toed boots were bad..." I said, using a powered-up Cure-2 on SSB.

[Intern Nin]

Nin walks over to SSB.

"That's impressive and all, uh SSB was it? But your eyes wouldn't happend to be blessed by a priest, would they?"

[Fenris]

"TDK is right. Three days at least. Alternatively you can see if it's a cell phone and send her a text message apologizing for the whole fiasco and see how she responds." Von Wolfe replied through the thick fabric of the hat.

[The SSB Intern]

Nin's question fell on deaf ears as SSB on his knees cradling a charred arm.

"Sheila! SHEEEEEEIILAAA! Uh-AHHHHHHHhaha!"

[Loyal]

Loyal recovered from his fall, and called again, "Nexus! Where'd you go?" While he wasn't terribly concerned for Nexus' wellbeing (he could take care of himself no problem), leaving Nexus alone, confused, and in the middle of a battlefield unattended was not a smart idea.

"I'm right here, Loyal. No need to shout."

"Where??"

"Right here!"

"I'm 'here', where're you?"

"RIGHT-- ...ugh." Right here.
...Nexus...!?
Just like old times, eh? ...Groan... Look, I dunno what happened. I didn't want to come here, but no! You and your impulsive heroics have gotten us in an identical, schizophrenic mess.
Sounds fun. So what does this mean?
It means, in the interest of self-preservation, I'm willing to... help you. But I need your cooperation. I've dabbled in possessions, so I think I can work things out and...
Look, we're in the middle of a fight, can you bottom-line it for me?
Ugh. Fine, just get out of my way, let me in the driver's seat.
Hey, wait a minute!

One flash of light later, and Loyal's confident, determined smile was replaced with a cold, ruthless glare one could only see on a killer.

"Ah... much better," the thief said in an unnerving combination of Loyal's and Nexus' voices. "Though it didn't have quite the transformative effect I was looking for. Guess I'll just have to make do." He swung the Lightbinder experimentally.

"Have you ever considered, Loyal, taking up polearms as a weapon? No? Oh well. This will do." He raised his voice to a level everyone could hear. "Listen up! The Loyal you know is a little preoccupied right now! I shall be tending to the battle in his stead. Any questions you have, you can take up with this sword."

And with that, he proceeded to approach the (now very agitated) succubus. Pointing it at her head, he declared, "There simply isn't enough room on this battlefield for two of our kind. We get into so much conflict for supremacy, can never really get along. I'm sure you understand..." He drew the blade backwards and swung it expertly at her perfect neck.