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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 19, 2003 19:35:04 GMT -5
WE both fall to the floor bellow us. My landing is padded by Lightmer's fleshy troll body. I get up as soon as I get. My arms has a huge gaping wound. I am losing to much blood. I feel light headed.
I look over at Lightmer, he is lying still. I take advantage of his weakness, and start hacking his body to pieces.
"Sorry, good Dr...but I must!" I yell as I mutilate his body.
At last, I stand over the bloodly, blue pile of troll parts.
I breath a sigh of relief....until I see that they are coming together...regenerating...and....no.....
he has come back.
His hulking form stands renewed before me...
How can I defeat him? I clumbsily try to escape his massive clawed hands...I trip over some debris....
He snatches me up and pulls me toward his gaping, yellow toothed mouth...
"He's going to eat me!"
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Post by Janele on Nov 19, 2003 19:37:40 GMT -5
I look at him shocked. "Why you." I say. I lunge at him and start tickling him. "Why do you shield your thoughts?" I ask him still tickling him to get an answer out.
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Post by Lightmer Witmer on Nov 19, 2003 19:37:52 GMT -5
Forgetting the sword, Lightmer grabs Lady Violet by the kneck and lifts her into the air. There is nothing to stop him from squeezing her and eating the corpse. Suddenly Lightmer is hit from behind...
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Post by Lightmer Witmer on Nov 19, 2003 19:39:37 GMT -5
A large chunk of the ceiling stikes Lightmer on the back and sends him to the ground. He struggles to free himself, but he is pinned
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Post by Patrick on Nov 19, 2003 19:39:50 GMT -5
"You can't see?" Patrick said laughing, "What about your... mystical mind reading powers?" Patrick forced all his power on covering those thoughts while he was assualted by Janele.
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Post by Janele on Nov 19, 2003 19:41:46 GMT -5
I gasp. "Is this true." I say to myself. I sit on my legs and stare at him. I read his mind before he covered it up.
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 19, 2003 19:43:17 GMT -5
I see that he is helpless. He groans in anger and defeat. I grab his Trollerphlax and throw the red pills into his screaching mouth. He is silenced. The raspy, trollish voice turns to the soft voice of a humble intellectual.
He has returned to normal.
"Lightmer Whitmer, for what you have done I have no choice but to throw you into prison. You are an enemy of the state. Do you have anything to say in you defence?" I proclaim, pointing my torn, bloody arm down at him.
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Post by Patrick on Nov 19, 2003 19:43:38 GMT -5
"What... what?" Patrick asked innocently.
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Post by Lightmer Witmer on Nov 19, 2003 19:45:52 GMT -5
"Please kill me!" I plead. I cannot live another day in this accursed body and without my position at the Ministry of Psychology I am nothing.
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Post by Janele on Nov 19, 2003 19:46:36 GMT -5
"You.....you....you." that is all I can say.
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Post by Patrick on Nov 19, 2003 19:48:10 GMT -5
I.. I... I... what?" Patrick asked again.
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Post by Janele on Nov 19, 2003 19:50:55 GMT -5
"Ummmmm........nothing." I say.
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Post by Patrick on Nov 19, 2003 19:52:22 GMT -5
Patrick blushed. "She found out?" he thought.
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 19, 2003 19:52:48 GMT -5
"I am not a woman without mercy. You have served me far too long to be disposed of so easily. If your job is so important to you, then I invite you to stay with us. we need a good pyschologist, since the world's problems are not just economic or class problems. They are problems which come from the mind as well. We need people to fight those problems, and you, Lightmer, have done that valliantly. You can return to your position, but next time, take care to follow orders."
I remove the large chunk of ceiling which pins him down. I help him up, slinging his arm over my shoulder.
"I will see that you get the proper medical attention for your wounds. Welcome back, good Dr."
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Post by Janele on Nov 19, 2003 19:55:03 GMT -5
"Yes I found out!" I say still lokkig at him.
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