"I can say with fair certainty that none of this is 'normal'. Anyway, when... if he attacks me, I'd say that it's fair to attack him. His attention should be on the surprisingly agile fox anyway." Solace slips away from Damien and Blademaster, and circles around towards WarOne, jumping up some floating rocks to gain the appropriate height. "Hey mister. What'cha doing up here?" Solace sounds as cute and innocent as possable.
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Blademaster sheathes the katana and draws his shakram while moving slowly to Damien. He prepares to do a bladed spin if needed. "Prepare to protect, Damien" he whispers
"Protect?" asks Damien, "I don't 'protect', unless you're talking about Solace, but I'm pretty sure that he can handle himself..." Damien gets into a catlike stance, and prepares to leap at the man with his katanas out.
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Word, definitely true. Raid's the air-to-ground missile. Boiling water's the hydrogren bomb.
No.44 finds himself wandering in an arid desert for no aparent reason, probably has something to do w/ being shunned. Being the cunning survivor that he is, he sets up a lawn chair, settles down, and beguins to read the complete works of Mark Twain. For no aparent reason, by the time he gets up to the one about the jumping toads the desert has suddenly and nonsensicly changed into a pub, which when you think about it is pretty damn conveinient.
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'Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see my mother, and my sisters, and my brothers. 'Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. 'Lo, they do call to me. They bid me to take my place amongst them in the halls of Valhalla. Where the brave may live forever.
No.44 feals a desturbance in the force, like the sound of a fox crieing out in boredom and then suddenly not stopping, then he remembers he's not a jedi and that he's shunned, and goes back to happily reading his book and drinking his rum. Then, for no aparent reason, the bar vanishes and is replaced by a luxzey cruise liner. Truly the life of an exile is a difficult one.
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'Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see my mother, and my sisters, and my brothers. 'Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. 'Lo, they do call to me. They bid me to take my place amongst them in the halls of Valhalla. Where the brave may live forever.
If this is a subtle way of asking if we hate you, then no, we don't. You're actually the reason I set this up the way I did, so you could even use your other charecter if you wanted and if you messed up, we could chalk it up to the temproal stuff. Thing is, though, I'm in the middle of something with WarOne, and unless you want a distortion that puts me in two places at once I can't do anything right now.
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No.44, who was peacfully enjoying his open air ocean exodus, suddenly, and for no aparent reason, finds himself falling throgh a flock of geese onto some armor wearing sword weilding nut job. Well this is inconveinient...
He skillfully adjusts to the sudden change while still in mid air, and perpares to stab downwards with his knife at the man he doesn't know is WarOne.
Well there goes my license to spam, and I was kind of enjoting it to...
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'Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see my mother, and my sisters, and my brothers. 'Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. 'Lo, they do call to me. They bid me to take my place amongst them in the halls of Valhalla. Where the brave may live forever.
Damien looks at the flock of geese, and sees a man falling down seemingly out of nowhere. Damien tries to signal to Solace, pointing and whispering "we've got another one!"
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Word, definitely true. Raid's the air-to-ground missile. Boiling water's the hydrogren bomb.
WarOne, sensing some kind of disturbance, watches as a sword suddenly ripples into reality, leading the way for a body to come through the rift of birds that WarOne was carving up.
"More fresh meat," snarls WarOne as he intercepts the blade with his own, causing sparks to appear.
"Mister? What's going on?" [Solace can't go back to Damien and Blademaster, since he'd give away their position, and he's not running away eather, so he's going to keep up the act for now.] Solace hoppd back quickly from the newly engaged battle. "Are you ok, mister?" Solace glances over his shoulder and raises a paw as though he is going to run away, but then changes his mind. "What's going on?" Solace sounds as if he is going to cry.
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Thankfully, knives are one handed.
With his off hand No.44 draws and aims his Magnum and unloads into WarOne.
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'Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see my mother, and my sisters, and my brothers. 'Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. 'Lo, they do call to me. They bid me to take my place amongst them in the halls of Valhalla. Where the brave may live forever.
"Darn!" whispers Damien to Blademaster as he watches the battle ensue. "I dont want our fox friend to get hurt, so here goes for me. You're welcome to join if you want to." And with those final words, Damien leaps out at WarOne with a roar of just fury, Katanas shimmering in the moonlight.
EDIT: oops... i cursed...mah bad:sweat:
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Word, definitely true. Raid's the air-to-ground missile. Boiling water's the hydrogren bomb.
WarOne finds that he is suddenly pressed with too many threats to hand at once. The bullet lodges itself in WarOne's arm, and exits out into his shoulderblade.
WarOne's sword grip weakens, and the enemy's pressing blade falls closer to his body.
Suddenly, the world becomes more...solid? Everything appears in a red haze, and when WarOne winces in breath to scream a battle cry against his next two attackers, his mouth becomes filled with a thick, red substance.
The entire surrounding region was now a huge block of red gelatin. WarOne remains suspended in the gelatin, still locked with swords with his first opponent.
[[Warone, that might be godmoding just a LITTLE bit :P, but anyway]]
The gelatin in the air is surprising to Damien, but he cannot let down his guard, lest he get hit. Swords move easily through gelatin, so Damien tries to stay stationary while swinging at WarOne. Damien's katanas slice through the gelatin like hot swords through butter...er...gelatin, and Damien does what he prefers best: Hack n' slashing.
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Word, definitely true. Raid's the air-to-ground missile. Boiling water's the hydrogren bomb.
For no aparent reason, a T-rex wanders by and sees tasty gelatin treat, and saunders over intent on getting a snack. No.44 beguins to paddle jello trying to get a away from the looming temporal havok spawned beast.
At this point that evolution thing should start to kick in sometime soon...
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'Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see my mother, and my sisters, and my brothers. 'Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. 'Lo, they do call to me. They bid me to take my place amongst them in the halls of Valhalla. Where the brave may live forever.
WarOne disengages his sword from his first opponent and clutches his wounded arm. He slashed with his remaining useful arm sword, trying with severe difficulty to paddle through the gelatin to an exit of some kind and not get evicerated by too many blades at once...
Well , the neat thing about this temporal distortion is that just because WarOne sees geletin, doesn't mean that your charecter has too. As I said before, it's perfectly fine to have your character interprate the chaos differently... just try to have the same sort of stuff; if someone hides behind a rock, even if you don't see it as a rock, assume that [i]something[/i] with rock- like properties is there.
Solace, with his plan rapidly disintegrating, hoppes slowly through the thickening of space toward the T-Rex. [I will assume that it is controled by Deadly Budah, unless someone else wants one.]
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No.44 emerges from the border of the giant sized jello cube and stops momentarely to catch his breath before dashing to the treeline. He seems slightly different in some unplaceable manner then how he did mere minutes ago, if you look closely enogh you can almost see something moving and growing beneath his skin.
Consider the Rex a free agent, if anyone wants to use him go ahed, just try not to be to illogical.
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'Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see my mother, and my sisters, and my brothers. 'Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. 'Lo, they do call to me. They bid me to take my place amongst them in the halls of Valhalla. Where the brave may live forever.
The T-rex, undisputed dominant predator of it’s domain, was unafraid of it’s new surroundings, for nothing had been able to challenge it in some time. It noticed a standing red block that it could see things inside of, and walked over toward it. The T-rex stopped in front of the unusual substance and sniffed it. It smelled unusually sweet, and even though this was not a sent the rex had ever smelled before, it registered that it might be edible. The rex slowly licked the red wall, and finding that it tasted even better than it smelled, bit out large, ragged chunks.
Solace finally reached the end of the gelatinous trap, and sprang free of it’s confines. He shook himself all over, spraying red chunks all over the vicinity. Well... that sucked. So much for my plan... guess there’s not much point of having a plan in a place like this though. Solace opened his eyes, and found himself on a mostly featureless expanse, except for two oddly shaped pillars. These pillars where a sort of brownish- green, textured, and not at all symmetrical like pillars ought to be. In fact, the bottoms where even more oddly shaped, as though the pillars ballooned out but where damaged, giving them jagged edges. In fact, as a whole they seemed more part of a large statue than mere pillars. Solace didn’t pay this much attention, as a statue was a far more likely find than a standing lake of gelatin in any circumstance. Solace shook his head once more, finally dislodging the last few pieces of gelatin that had remained stubbornly in his ears. With his ears no longer clogged, Solace finally realized that he had been hearing the oddest slurping sounds for some time. He noticed that large chunks of the gelatin where falling nearby him, and worried that the whole block might decide to fall on him in a large avalanche of crimson goo. He curiously noticed that it was only falling in one spot, and for no reason he could discern. This was the last in a long list of things that had not been adding up, and he started looking around more carefully for explanations. As he glanced around, one of the pillars shifted slightly. Solace froze, staring at it, as if seeing it for the first time. His gaze slowly traveled upwards, past the bends in what where so obviously now not pillars, until he saw the pale underbelly of the enormous creature standing almost over him! Hmmm... this could work to my advantage...
The T-rex saw a small creature emerge from it’s gelatinous meal, but expected it to run from the obvious threat before it. After some time, the rex noticed that the minuscule creature was for some reason not making it’s retreat, and so decided that it would make as good a bite as this unusual red substance. The rex, not wanting to lose what it had now decided was a fair meal, quickly leaned down and lunged for the red fox. In mid strike, however, it’s prey stared straight into the rex’s eyes without fear, and leapt upward. The rex tried to correct it’s strike, but as if in a dream, it simply could not move as fast as it should be able to. The tiny fox landed gracefully on the rex’s snout, and planted a paw between the rex’s eyes. Colors flowed inside of the rex’s eyes, and Solace said, “I am not a meal for you. You, however, will not survive here without my help. You will not find the food you need to survive here, but I will help you to where you came from. Now, stand up.” The rex slowly stood, it’s tiny brain trying to comprehend what had just happened. Solace curled up on the top of the rex’s head, telekinetically anchoring himself to it, and slowly merged his senses with the rex’s.
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Serioulsy, I'm boerd! Come on, I know you're out there, I've seen your posts.
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Well this is inconveinient...
He skillfully adjusts to the sudden change while still in mid air, and perpares to stab downwards with his knife at the man he doesn't know is WarOne.
Well there goes my license to spam, and I was kind of enjoting it to...
thanks to the Epic Graphics crew! it's EPIC!
OFFICIAL DRUG-ADDICT WANNABE OF [ROBOT JESUS!!!!] OOH-RAH!
"More fresh meat," snarls WarOne as he intercepts the blade with his own, causing sparks to appear.
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With his off hand No.44 draws and aims his Magnum and unloads into WarOne.
EDIT: oops... i cursed...mah bad:sweat:
thanks to the Epic Graphics crew! it's EPIC!
OFFICIAL DRUG-ADDICT WANNABE OF [ROBOT JESUS!!!!] OOH-RAH!
WarOne's sword grip weakens, and the enemy's pressing blade falls closer to his body.
Suddenly, the world becomes more...solid? Everything appears in a red haze, and when WarOne winces in breath to scream a battle cry against his next two attackers, his mouth becomes filled with a thick, red substance.
The entire surrounding region was now a huge block of red gelatin. WarOne remains suspended in the gelatin, still locked with swords with his first opponent.
The gelatin in the air is surprising to Damien, but he cannot let down his guard, lest he get hit. Swords move easily through gelatin, so Damien tries to stay stationary while swinging at WarOne. Damien's katanas slice through the gelatin like hot swords through butter...er...gelatin, and Damien does what he prefers best: Hack n' slashing.
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OFFICIAL DRUG-ADDICT WANNABE OF [ROBOT JESUS!!!!] OOH-RAH!
At this point that evolution thing should start to kick in sometime soon...
WarOne disengages his sword from his first opponent and clutches his wounded arm. He slashed with his remaining useful arm sword, trying with severe difficulty to paddle through the gelatin to an exit of some kind and not get evicerated by too many blades at once...
Solace, with his plan rapidly disintegrating, hoppes slowly through the thickening of space toward the T-Rex. [I will assume that it is controled by Deadly Budah, unless someone else wants one.]
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Consider the Rex a free agent, if anyone wants to use him go ahed, just try not to be to illogical.
The T-rex, undisputed dominant predator of it’s domain, was unafraid of it’s new surroundings, for nothing had been able to challenge it in some time. It noticed a standing red block that it could see things inside of, and walked over toward it. The T-rex stopped in front of the unusual substance and sniffed it. It smelled unusually sweet, and even though this was not a sent the rex had ever smelled before, it registered that it might be edible. The rex slowly licked the red wall, and finding that it tasted even better than it smelled, bit out large, ragged chunks.
Solace finally reached the end of the gelatinous trap, and sprang free of it’s confines. He shook himself all over, spraying red chunks all over the vicinity. Well... that sucked. So much for my plan... guess there’s not much point of having a plan in a place like this though. Solace opened his eyes, and found himself on a mostly featureless expanse, except for two oddly shaped pillars. These pillars where a sort of brownish- green, textured, and not at all symmetrical like pillars ought to be. In fact, the bottoms where even more oddly shaped, as though the pillars ballooned out but where damaged, giving them jagged edges. In fact, as a whole they seemed more part of a large statue than mere pillars. Solace didn’t pay this much attention, as a statue was a far more likely find than a standing lake of gelatin in any circumstance. Solace shook his head once more, finally dislodging the last few pieces of gelatin that had remained stubbornly in his ears. With his ears no longer clogged, Solace finally realized that he had been hearing the oddest slurping sounds for some time. He noticed that large chunks of the gelatin where falling nearby him, and worried that the whole block might decide to fall on him in a large avalanche of crimson goo. He curiously noticed that it was only falling in one spot, and for no reason he could discern. This was the last in a long list of things that had not been adding up, and he started looking around more carefully for explanations. As he glanced around, one of the pillars shifted slightly. Solace froze, staring at it, as if seeing it for the first time. His gaze slowly traveled upwards, past the bends in what where so obviously now not pillars, until he saw the pale underbelly of the enormous creature standing almost over him! Hmmm... this could work to my advantage...
The T-rex saw a small creature emerge from it’s gelatinous meal, but expected it to run from the obvious threat before it. After some time, the rex noticed that the minuscule creature was for some reason not making it’s retreat, and so decided that it would make as good a bite as this unusual red substance. The rex, not wanting to lose what it had now decided was a fair meal, quickly leaned down and lunged for the red fox. In mid strike, however, it’s prey stared straight into the rex’s eyes without fear, and leapt upward. The rex tried to correct it’s strike, but as if in a dream, it simply could not move as fast as it should be able to. The tiny fox landed gracefully on the rex’s snout, and planted a paw between the rex’s eyes. Colors flowed inside of the rex’s eyes, and Solace said, “I am not a meal for you. You, however, will not survive here without my help. You will not find the food you need to survive here, but I will help you to where you came from. Now, stand up.” The rex slowly stood, it’s tiny brain trying to comprehend what had just happened. Solace curled up on the top of the rex’s head, telekinetically anchoring himself to it, and slowly merged his senses with the rex’s.
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Blademaster looks at the T-rex and *winks* (see the previous thingie) back 50ft.
"Chop boat to pieces!" he screams as he takes his one good arm and proceeds to hack away at the boat with his massive sword.