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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 8, 2004 21:02:03 GMT -5
Peter hulster the weapons at great speed and pulls something from his hip. A really short pair of barrels points at Kaieka.
A sawed-off 12-gauge at a range of ten feet. The spread with be very wide.
Peter snaps the weapon closed, having slid two round sinto the chamber. He pulls both triggers, both barrels.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 8, 2004 21:03:11 GMT -5
Chronebogk, the Russian spirit of darkness has at last been released unto the world. He snatches up a maid and chomps her in half in his enormous white fanged mouth. He white teeth are as long as a forearm, and his red eyes are the size of a human head. He flaps his wings and flies toward Peter. Peter shoots at him, but the bullets do little to injur his thick black skin. He shreaks a high pitched howl. He slashes Peter with his sickle like claws, throwing him across the room. He then breaths darkness into the room. All is black except his large, fire red eyes.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 8, 2004 21:08:56 GMT -5
Chronebogk is at home in the darkness. He begins to speak, this time in English. His voice sounds like fire...crackling, rasping, intense...and like darkness, evil, cruel, hateful.
"The vessel does not fight and kill to the extreme that I demand. I shall have to enjoy this, your beautiful demise."
With that, Chornebogk picks up the human, squeezing him in his slender clawed hands. He pierces him with his sickle claws. His hands become slick with blood, which he laps up with his long red, forked tongue.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 8, 2004 21:12:29 GMT -5
"Bassarov, reclassed to Alpha Target."
Peter drops his gun and pulls out his rifle. Even blinded he can feel his weapon, he knows it like his own body.
Popping out the current clip and slams in a special one, he only carries on clip of this ammo, he seldom needs it.
Pain flows through him and around him but he does not stop.
Locking the rifle back he levels it and fires at point blank range into the demon's face.
((This is Enchant Ammo L.3, engraved with magical runes to harm highly magical beings.))
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 8, 2004 21:17:53 GMT -5
The creature, who is quite smart, notices the special ammunition. He squeezed tighter, this time draining Peter's life energy..... With his long, pointed tail, he whips the riffle away.
His hands are now completely slimey with red mortal blood. He prepares to bite Peter's head off.
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Post by Mark on Jan 8, 2004 21:24:34 GMT -5
i stand in the doorway watching kaschei, it really isnt healthy to lie, especially to him, what do you think will happen if he finds out?. shadow isnt an easy target. and neither is kith, but if they should fight it will be a long battle and they will have plenty of time to figure what is happening.. i grin as i look at him. oh well that is your problem not mine. my pet looks at him then i turn around and walk out the door leaving the ministry of terror. this is an interesting change in events. i'd like to see how it turns out. hopefully with kashchei six feet under, but if lin-sat finds out then there wont be anything left of him to bury.
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Post by Surma on Jan 8, 2004 21:26:51 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]Shall we take the easy way to paris?or shall we take the airplane to get to paris.Let's pick on it."[/shadow]
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 8, 2004 21:28:49 GMT -5
Peter throws his arms out and powers his sheilds on, the device snapping on. The zero-friction surface of the sheild makes Peter impossible to hold and he dropps loose.
Peter hits the floor running, heading for the exit.
Target to strong, disengade.
He tosses back a small device. A shrill alarm fills the air.
((That is a Havok, tactical nuke. I suggest everyone run, this hotel loddy is going to be ashes in ten seconds, as will everything else within 100 feet of the renade.))
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Post by Caine((Mæda)) on Jan 8, 2004 21:30:27 GMT -5
i look at her, come on, ms. Rose, you dont have to try and kill yourself by starvation, i thought you'd want to help and see the changes in red infinity and help out.. i hear zeek sigh. your not listening to us are you?, none of this at all. fine then, why do you do this, because you want to suffer like most of the other people?. they want to live, and they'd take any chance they get to do so. you have a choice to live, or try and kill yourself but you can do alot more alive then dead.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 8, 2004 21:32:56 GMT -5
This isn't good. I use all of my energy to turn into mist, and then head outside of the hotel. I hope that Bassarov makes it out alright... if that really is Bassarov.
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Post by Riku on Jan 8, 2004 21:33:31 GMT -5
i look at surma the easy way, there is no telling what the oel has done so far. we need to get there fast. so does anyone know teleportation other then me?.
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Post by Patrick on Jan 8, 2004 21:34:42 GMT -5
"I do not," Patrick said sighing.
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Post by Surma on Jan 8, 2004 21:35:12 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]"That was my short way.I got the ability to teleport.You all have to get closer to were I am.Is everyone ready."I looked at the girl."You coming?[/shadow]
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 8, 2004 21:35:13 GMT -5
Chornebogk flies back, angry that his prey escaped, but concerned about the explosive.
As he flies back, it detonates, leveling the entire hotel. The blast hits him, and he is thrown through the window of a near by window. His wings are battered, and one of his claws break in half.
Covered in rubble, with busted wings, the spirit of evil screetches out into the night. The scream shatters what little glass remains on the nearby buildings.
Pinned by rubble, he can not move. He closes his eyes in defeat..... losing power over Bassarov as he looses blood.
The smoke clears, time elapses.
Bassarov awakens covered in blood and with a broken arm. He grabs for his pills and the pain goes away. He can not remember the battle, only the distant echoe of Chornebogk's voice in his mind.
He pulls himself up and starts searching for Kaieka.
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Post by Akira on Jan 8, 2004 21:36:35 GMT -5
i look at fascia, she seems to be fine but she was sick a few minutes ago. i look at maurice. "how long do you have again to stay male?, it seemed like an eternity already". i sit on the bed and watch him.
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