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Post by Satsujin on Nov 9, 2004 2:05:57 GMT -5
The shards strike Satsujin, slicing him to pieces as it tears at both mind and body. After the attack stops Satsujin floats there in pieces, half his face still retaining the pissed off expression from before.
"Ow..."
His body reforms quickly. He shot out one hand in front of him, but it quickly extended all the way out to Void, grasping him by the neck and squeezing it to half its normal size. Slowly he pulled Void toward him as he retracted his arm.
"You know, I have let you become far to powerful. I never intended to let anything like you exist in the first place, and I now know it was an oversight on my part to let one such as you sneak beneath my vision."
Void was just inches from Satsujin's face when he stopped bringing him closer.
"Time to welcome the true oblivion Void. Annihilation."
Satsujin opened his mouth wide. Void recognized it as the energy attack from before, but could not get out of Satsujin's grasp as he squeezed his neck ever tighter as the energy built up...
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Nov 9, 2004 2:07:42 GMT -5
"That's very interesting."
I move closer to Phillipe and notice that he smells very good, like breathmints and cologne. The scent has a powerful comforting yet alluring effect.
"This is fantastic that the rebels actually stay here."
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Tyhjä
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The Finnish Void
Why in the world are we here? Surely not to live in pain and fear
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Post by Tyhjä on Nov 9, 2004 2:11:54 GMT -5
Tyhja appears behind Satsujin and strikes him with his white energy void staff. He knows that this battle is hopeless, but he must protect Void and prevent Satsujin from leaving this dimension.
"No Satsujin, you will be stopped. As it happened before it shall happen again."
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 9, 2004 2:13:18 GMT -5
I smile at Anna.
"Oui, madmoiselle, and ze beauty of it eez zat zere eez little suspicion. Palace de Versaille employs many caretakers and tour guides who live on ze premise. Over the years we've simply been replacing ze caretakers with our own people. We are able to enjoy ze luxury of ze palace while we plan ze freedom of our people, all ze while instructing our people of our 'istory. Zere are worse ways to live."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Nov 9, 2004 2:18:20 GMT -5
"A clever way to get a base. ..Yawn...Je suis fatigue, ou est...mon... chambre?"
I suddenly feel very worn out. Maybe the teleportation wore on me.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 9, 2004 2:21:31 GMT -5
"Oh, of course, how inconsiderate of me. Come, I shall show you to ma chambre."
I lead Anna through the palace and a hallway that is roped off with red velvet cords. As we enter a hallway, we walk into a large and oppulent hallway with several rooms. Many people, both male and female, are milling about, and many of them call out to me in French, which I answer to cheerfully.
"Now, madmoiselle, most of my compatriots speak English, if you like I can lead you to the women's dormitories. They have ze most wonderful facilities, and they can certainly find you a bed."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Nov 9, 2004 2:23:39 GMT -5
"That would be nice. I am not used to sleeping around many people, but I can make do."
Since I am going to be sleeping in a castle, I don't want to complain if I have to sleep near some other women. Anyway, this is far nicer accomodations that most rebels have.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 9, 2004 2:28:22 GMT -5
"Oh, do not worry. The rooms are quite spacious and even if there are several women in ta chambre, it will be unnoticeable. Ah, here we are."
I introduce Anna to a young woman.
"This is Giselle. She will take you to your room. I wish you a pleasant night, madmoiselle, and I shall see you in ze morning. Perhaps, if you like, we might stroll ze gardens or visit La Musee de Louvre."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Nov 9, 2004 2:30:42 GMT -5
"Oh, that would be wonderful! I can't wait. Bonsoir!"
I give him a quick peck on the cheek and join the women whom I will be dorming with.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 9, 2004 2:32:04 GMT -5
I smile and retire to my own dorm amidst the ribbing of my roomates.
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Post by Haya-Ji "The Hamster" on Nov 9, 2004 3:00:45 GMT -5
He watches Dante eat. It was very educational. He wondered how flesh tasted but would never himself eat a corpse like that.
He cautiously approaches Dante.
"Hey Dante I am Haya-Ji. I was wondering if I might be able to talk to you...Its about Cassinda."
He walks a bit closer. He tilts his.....*tick*
She tilts her head and looks at him with compassion.
"Mind if I sit and chat with you for awhile?"
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Post by Satsujin on Nov 9, 2004 3:32:51 GMT -5
Satsujin takes the blow, not expecting another to join in. The timing could not have been better for Void. Just as he was knocked away the dark energy blast that had been building in Satsujin's mouth was let loose. A dark beam that spread to 50 feet wide streaked off into the endless nothingness, black energy in the form of electricity wreathed the beam as it arced from the beam to the surrounding void. After the beam ceased Satsujin spun around, obviously frustrated to see Tyhja standing nearby holding his staff. Satsujin looked the man up and down with a confused expression on his face.
"You..."
A look of realization washed over his angered face.
"Heh... Right... Let me guess... The 'Light' Void right? Hahaha! Might as well have a... you know..."
Satsujin circles his hand around his head as he pointed with one finger, indicating a halo as he burst out laughing. To make things more odd he instantly stopped laughing and turned to Void with an expression of malice.
"Do not think you will not be destroyed because of this interruption... ... HAHAHAHAAA!"
Satsujin could not stop laughing as he turned back to Tyhja.
"You know, I can understand how Void was created, but how the hell did you ever come about? Hahaha."
It was quite obvious to both of them that Satsujin was a very mentally unstable god, possibly having a split personality.
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Tyhjä
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Why in the world are we here? Surely not to live in pain and fear
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Post by Tyhjä on Nov 9, 2004 4:44:04 GMT -5
"I am the Finnish spirit of nothingness. And in nothing exists the latent potential for creation."
Tyhja replies dispassionately. He is not afraid of Satsujin, but
he is not emboldened by this fight either. He gazes at him indifferently.
Tyhja creates a white void vacuum behind him to absorb potential attacks. He waits for Satsujin to respond.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Nov 9, 2004 4:57:38 GMT -5
"f**k... Too slow..." I say, my gun falling out of my hand. The ground slowly crawls up towards my face. I hit the dirt hard.
My last thoughts are of how much I hate Julia for completely abandoning me to ASS. Knowing myself, I won't have the spine to tell her.
I fall into unconsciousness in a strange slumped forward position.
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Post by Soren on Nov 9, 2004 4:58:37 GMT -5
"Yeah, we're nihilists. I am Soren and this is my friend Suriv. We are trying to start a nihilist group, you interested in joining?"
This is great luck. What's the chances of running into a nihilist while we are putting up flyers. Cool. This group is more popular than I thought it would be.
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