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Post by Aristarchus on Jan 13, 2005 18:02:58 GMT -5
"Oooh, Mr. Faerie man thinks he is big and strong, well, you should show more respect to me. I am Aries the great silver dragon..."
-I brush my hair with my silver comb and barf at Peter again.
-I prance around the flying bullets.
-"You'll have to do better than that!"
-I comb my hair again.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 13, 2005 18:06:08 GMT -5
I try to sit very still as Illidan begins to paint me. I am glad that I can make his day better. He has always been a good friend to me, and I am not always the best of friend myself.
"Should I take my clothes off? Do you want to do a nude?"
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Post by Illidan on Jan 13, 2005 18:10:35 GMT -5
"No, I like the outfit you are wearing, so I will paint you clothed."
Illidan continues to paint. He paints for about an hour and since it is watercolor it takes little time to dry.
"What do you think?"
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Hedeon
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Sasha's Reincarnation
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Post by Hedeon on Jan 13, 2005 18:10:52 GMT -5
Hedeon's sword is now nearly useless, and being annoyed at Aristarchus, he throws it at his feet, sticking into the ground at an angle, and then disappearing.
"d**n it..."
Hedeon closes his eyes, chanting a spell. A dark wave begins to form around him, and just begins to work its way towards Peter, less than a second before it will begin to rush towardshim. He hopes that Aristarchus can keep him busy long enough for it to hit him, and wouldn't mind if he got in the way either.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 13, 2005 18:11:10 GMT -5
Freak Boy is still sitting in the appartment, looking at the cieling as the blood soaked cloths around his hands start dripping. He's not even bothering to take the pain killers he needs, as he's in another bad state of depression. As he sits there, staring at the slow moving cieling fan and the shadows it casts, there is only one thought on his mind....
Iris...
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 13, 2005 18:13:53 GMT -5
Peter flips to the right, throwing himself heels over head, rolling to the side to evade Hedeon's strike and continuing the movement to avoid the acid. Some of the buring liquid splashes over the Light Shield and sizzles out.
Peter drops back to his feet besides the dragon. He'd dropped his right gun in the spin and as he lands the snaps out with his right hand, grabbing the dragon's comb and crushes it. "That this seriously." His left hand comes up, ready to defend against another attack by Hedeon.
Peter is thrown backwards by the suprising force of the faerie's spell but maintains his footing, the Light Sheild shimmering like water around him. The shield drain away, but when the spell fades, Peter is still standing, sword in hand.
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Post by Zinn on Jan 13, 2005 18:14:35 GMT -5
After Mischa has been washed, and put to bed, Zinn goes shopping. This time though, she isn't getting chemicals to blow things up, or selling bombs. This time, she is shopping for medical supplies. When she reaches her Black Market contact, she has some credit from her last sale left, so she uses that to get pain killers for Mischa. Then, she goes to the store, and stocks up on medical supplies. She uses falsified papers so that the store gives more than is normally rationed out. Then, She takes the things back to the apartment.
"Bassarov, can you boil some water? I need to disinfect the sewing needle and sponges I just got."
"I also brought some pain killers. I got novocaine for the area where I will be stitching, and some tablets for when he wakes up. Don't worry about clean sharps, these ones are brand new. I couldn't get a hold on any tetanus vaccination, so we're just going to have to hope in that respect."
Zinn pauses.
"I forgot to mention the easiest ways to get rid of the scars. You could get someone to heal him. However, you should get... the other things that need to be done, done first. Otherwise, they won't be able to attach the prosthetic properly, because everything will be healed up."
"I am going to go contact that third party I was talking about."
Zinn leaves Mischa's room calmly. Then, she runs to the bathroom and vomits up the breakfast that Freak Boy had made that morning.
Zinn gets back up stiffly, erases the evidence of how she feels, and goes to the living room to turn on her lap top, in order to contact help.
((Hey, anyone who plays a member from IUPO, if you are still on, PM me. Otherwise, I will use a different group. I figure IUPO would handle this sort of thing, and I think they would be a neat group to have around, since they haven't really done anything yet.))
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Post by Josef Stalin on Jan 13, 2005 18:15:57 GMT -5
"If I may be permitted to say, Comrade Lin-Sat, I think this man seems very loyal to the party indeed..."
He looks at Kith and decides to see what his last position was.
"What was your job here prior to your purging?"
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Post by Aristarchus on Jan 13, 2005 18:16:52 GMT -5
"You bastard! You broke my comb. All I ever did was eat your girlfriend, and you, you are threatening my looks! My stunning looks!"
-I grab my pocket mirror and see that my hair is already
out of place.
-"d**n you!!" I shout at him.
-I spew molten silver at Peter then run off to my room so I can fix my hair.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 13, 2005 18:20:54 GMT -5
Peter throws up his arms, silver washing over him. In a moment, the whole of Peter's body is covered with the metal. For a moment he's still, then the silver crush shatters and flies away from him, the Dark Shield pumping energy outwards at impossible force.
The sheild fades away, leaving Peter standing, facing Hedeon once more. "Just get out of my way."
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Post by Kith on Jan 13, 2005 18:21:55 GMT -5
"I was purged because I would not kill civilian populations in order to kill the few rebels lurking within the populace."
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"I was a higher up at the Ministry of Terror before I was purged. I see now the mistake in my ways and how my soft heartedness got in the way of fighting rebel threats at any cost."
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Post by Josef Stalin on Jan 13, 2005 18:24:22 GMT -5
Stalin, never missing the chance to poke fun at a lower ranking person, scratched his head and looked at Kith.
"So... you worked at Ministry of Terror, yet you are very sentimental person?" he asked, his Georgian accent cutting through his words like a knife. "What would you do? Torture your victim and then cry over him?" he asked with a smirk.
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Hedeon
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Sasha's Reincarnation
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Post by Hedeon on Jan 13, 2005 18:24:58 GMT -5
The instant Peter finishes his sentence, a wave of dark energy rushes towards him, emanating from Hedeon. He extends his hands forward as though it were to help push the dark energy towards him.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 13, 2005 18:25:48 GMT -5
Bassarov boils the water but is numb to all feeling but guilt. He brings Zinn the water and excuses himself since he needs some air. Bassarov steps outside but instructs the rebels to do what needs to be done.
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Post by Kith on Jan 13, 2005 18:30:18 GMT -5
"I am the son of the god of destruction. I was ordered to destroy both Helsinki and Lucern while I worked for Red Infinity. I did these missions and many others. At some point, I started to put more value on life. It must have been the stress from the job," I reply plainly.
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I do not like to be mocked. Especially by a man who does not know who I am and all that I have done for Red Infinity.
"I am a demi god of Destruction, Stalin."
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