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Post by Tanon on Sept 20, 2005 22:37:54 GMT -5
(Baaack. Bet you didn't notice. =) )
Arun sighed. It would appear that now he was faced with the duty of action... And he'd hoped that today would be so much simpler. That's what they'd promised. But did it happen? Nope... Now he had to break out a bunch of loonies and eventualy halt someone who he thought he could really get to like... Oh well. Leaving himself to those thoughts he aimed a hard blow at the back of Frank's head.
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Post by Mullet Fish on Sept 22, 2005 19:52:48 GMT -5
Frank felt the hand pass through his head and smirked. As he became solid once again he rubbed the back of his head, where a tingling sensation lingered.
He held up his hands haltingly. "I see you want to do it the hard way," he said in a tired voice. "But to avoid many broken bones and unnecessary casualties, I suggest you walk away now." Frank didn't really know why he was so intent on not fighting. He supposed he was in a rather charitable mood today.
"So what do you say?"
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Post by Tanon on Sept 22, 2005 22:20:06 GMT -5
"I'm sure I'll be happy to walk away." Arun said. "Of course I couldn't take any souveniurs along with me, now could I?"
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Post by Mullet Fish on Sept 23, 2005 14:36:16 GMT -5
Frank shrugged. "Suit yourself," he mumbled, before charging at Arun.
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Post by Tanon on Sept 23, 2005 22:02:41 GMT -5
Arun simply waited there for impact. He could take this easily, and if he planned it just right then Frank would go straight into the control panel...
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Post by Mullet Fish on Sept 24, 2005 9:47:11 GMT -5
Frank kept maintained a steady speed, but as he saw Arun brace for impact, he passed through him, came to a halt behind him and kicked at his legs.
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Post by Tanon on Sept 24, 2005 18:40:55 GMT -5
Arun dropped onto one knee, but recovered quickly and lunged at him. One way was as good as another.
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Post by Mullet Fish on Sept 25, 2005 11:52:28 GMT -5
Frank took the blow andlet himself fall backwards and through the wall. He emerged several seconds later from the wall opposite the one he had entered through and slid at Arun's feet.
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Post by Tanon on Sept 25, 2005 14:42:59 GMT -5
FZZZZZZT.
Arun took several seconds to pry loose from the broken control panel. Now that had hurt... Stepping to one side, he noted the fire extinguisher to one side, sutifuly, he picked it up and sprayed a bit into Frank's face. He didn't want to spray too much. This stuff was bad.
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Post by anubisismine on Nov 20, 2005 16:02:47 GMT -5
((Hm. Even though this board is as old as dirt, I might be interested in joining still. What a phenomonal idea. Post on the way, if others wish to roleplay with me.))
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Post by Mullet Fish on Nov 22, 2005 21:02:21 GMT -5
(I'll see if Tanon continues it.)
Frank coughed violently as a noxious cloud of white vapour engulfed his face. He managed to phase out in time to avoid the worst of it, but his lungs burned and his eyes watered. He staggered backwards, his arm covering his face. He stumbled through a wall and, disoriented by the sudden darkness and the fumes from the fire extinguisher, panicked a little. He raced forward, desperately trying to get out of the wall. He burst back into the room, panting.
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Post by Ravenmaster on Nov 24, 2005 10:01:01 GMT -5
(Thinking that Mullet Fish is part of the Black Crow Syndicate *Fish brain Raven* I'm gonna try out as the leader and please please tell me if I make any mistakes.)
She sat on the steps leading from the uptairs to her large room. Her hollow eyes lined with what looked like running black eyeliner and mascara chuckled thoughtfully as she stared at an old skeleton that still laid in her room.
"Fond memories, Zarsh, fond memories." She murmured standing.
Her full heighth was about 5 feet, rather, taking on a shorter appearence to her "workers". But she practically walked, talked, nay, she owned leadership about herself. She stepped down the rest of the steps, shattering the ribs of the skeleton under one black booted foot. She was dressed rather skimply but this was more for her benefit than anyone elses. Easier to move when it feels like you are wearing nothing at all. Sure, she could wear a stealth suit but she just liked a more womanly sort of outfit a little more.
black shorts, reaching the middle of her thighs, tied with a silver belt with a large buckle that looked more like some communicator than anything else. Her belt was covered with all sorts of pockets for gadgets and such along with a gun holster with a shiny silvery gun. Her spinal cord on her back, every little bump of the vertebrae there was a silver mechanical looking hole. From the sides of the holes silver and more mechanical looking strips of metal went around to her front. Her front was covered in what seemed to be, the expanded metal from her back to form as an armor.
Pointed ears protruded from long curly locks of silvery gray hair. Her eyes were a magical looking purple and the pupil, instead of black was silver. Her full lips looked as if they were covered in black lipstick if she even wore lipstick. The truth of the matter was, all these strange things about her were natural.
She pressed one ear to the metal door of her room to hear hacking and coughing of someone.
"Hmm...Frank?" She murmured, a strange accent escaping her lips.
She pulled out the gun for a moment, the engraving on it bearing a name. Machete. She glanced at it then the door then replaced the gun.
"Only a matter of time, Machete. You must be patient." She told herself and stepped back from the door, slinking over to a chair and letting herself practically melt into it, her eyes closing.
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