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Post by Triunis on Dec 13, 2003 1:29:48 GMT -5
A solitary figure walked through the rain, carrying a slumped being over its sholder. It entered a cave and set the limp person on the ground. Slowly, it turned its eyes to the girl, and smiled.
"Well. It looks like I've made it someplace safe."
Setthirosa sat down next to the Kathryn, who was tied up on the stony floor. He pulled an EMP from within his trenchcoat and pried it loose with his fingernail. He slowly began tampering with the insides.
"What would it take to get this thing to stop psychic energy?"
He fiddled with it, and heard an all to familiar voice in his head.
[glow=silver,2,300]You know, you really ought to attend to the matter at hand.[/glow]
And what's that? Getting you out of my head? By all means, you crazy idiot!
[glow=silver,2,300]I'm crazy? Who slaughtered half of the population of Oreas City?[/glow]
Setthirosa had no response to this. He was getting very irritated by other people knowing what was going on in his head when he wasn't sure himself.
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Post by DrivS/DarkUmbra on Dec 13, 2003 1:39:55 GMT -5
--flwwooooop--
The wings attached to his arms faded out of existence, and in again once more as whips.
Hey, didn't know I could do that!
DarkUmbra landed softly on the ground before the entrance to the cave. He had tailed them from the fields. Kathryn was inside and he would do whatever it took to rescue her. Whatever it took. DarkUmbra slithered up the side of the cave wall, and on the cieling, trying to remain concealed, crawled along the roof deeper into the depths of the caves. Reaching the point where he could actually see Setthirosa and Kathryn, he lost control. His emotions got the better of him once again, and he jumped down to the floor, ran in at full speed, and snapped his whips as hard as they would go at Setthirosa. Emotions no longer fuel his power, not sure what does now, but. . .
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Post by Gen on Dec 13, 2003 2:20:04 GMT -5
Kathryn groaned and turned slightly onto her side. Her shirt was plastered to her body and the cold was quite uncomfortable. She was so wet . . . so soaked . . . so uncomfortable. She tried to open her eyes, but her head felt as if it had been filled with lead. There was a sharp throbbing pain near her left temple and she felt the uncomfortable warmth of blood mixed in with the water on her face.
Hit . . . fell . . . ow . . . gone . . .
Her stomach was uneasy and she groaned again, though more in agony than the awakening of her mind as was the case previously. She heard a loud, whip-like crack and whinced as the sound echoed loudly in her mind. Every sound was magnified tenfold in her half-dead state. She shifted slightly, slowly until her head was no longer in such an uncomfortable position on the cave floor and let herself drift back into the glorious state of asleep.
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Post by Triunis on Dec 13, 2003 20:32:41 GMT -5
Setthirosa looked up in time to see the attack, and leapt backwards. Nevertheless, the whip grazed his ankle, and he fell to the ground. He sat up and wrapped his hands around his wound, which was beginning to bleed.
"Aagh!"
[glow=silver,2,300]"Kill him."[/glow]
The Archarialite's eyes snapped open, and he looked around with fury. Finally he closed his eyes and yelled to the world in general.
"THAT IS ENOUGH! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF OTHER PEOPLE TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!!!!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!! NOW!!!!!"
He was shaking with rage, and tears of frustration welled up within his goggles. He looked up at DarkUmbra.
"I beg of you, spare me my life! I am no longer in charge of my own actions."
He attempted to speak to the voice in his head.
"Who are you, anyway!?"
[glow=silver,2,300]"I am the Mahandronis. I am the lord of hate and fear that has resided within you since the poison that corrupted you touched your weapon."[/glow]
Setthirosa was stunned. He was being consumed by that which had allowed him to kill so many others. He had never felt so helpless. Again he looked to the shadow man.
"Please . . . "
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Zoe Sublime
Infantry
You cant take what isnt yours
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Post by Zoe Sublime on Dec 14, 2003 13:17:08 GMT -5
::A soft melody came from somewhere, but no one could see where. A small voice began to sing, and a light mist spred through the area::
No more killing.
::Came the song. and a tall slender woman appeard from what seemed like nowhere::
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Post by Gen on Dec 14, 2003 22:28:50 GMT -5
((Hey, Zoe, when you post here, we typically do it like in novels. Talking is in quotation marks, actions and commentary is in regular type, not double colons, and then thoughts are italicized, which you do by putting [ i ] before the thought and [ / i ] after the thought, except without spaces. So the end result looks like this:
"I miss Matt," complained Aran. She grabbed the pendant around her neck and ran her fingers over the textured surface.
I wonder where he is . . .
So if you could do it like that, it would be much appericiated. ^__^!!))
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Post by DrivS/DarkUmbra on Dec 14, 2003 22:39:36 GMT -5
DarkUmbra saw the opening. He began to dash forward, stopped halfway, and stood, paralyzed. Thoughts, emotions, feelings, ran through his head. He had thought that these things no longer fuled him, now he could actually hate, actually despise. . .but, as soon as he did, as soon as he let the hatred for Setthirosa consume him, take over. . . he shut down. He glanced over at the fallen figure, Kathryn by name. Suddenly a new dark came over him, he remembered what he was actually fighting for. Not for hate of the insane Setthirosa, but for love of the beautiful Kathryn. Driven by these new emotions, his whips once again appeared, and he dis-apparated, and re-apperated infront of the one fighting himself.
DarkUmbra raised the solid black whips,
Love, compassoin, understanding, caring.
He spoke the words aloud, and as he did so, his whips straightened out, hardened, pulsed with the magiks of shade. All at once, every bit of power within him, came lashing down in once fierce blast twoard the tormented. . .
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Post by Triunis on Dec 15, 2003 19:08:03 GMT -5
Setthirosa took the full force of the whips and landed on his back. His eyes were clenched shut in pain, and he felt the voice once more in his head.
[glow=silver,2,300]Kill him, you fool![/glow]
Setthirosa stood up and screamed again.
"No! No more killing! No more death! I've had enough of it! And what's more, I've had enough of you, Mahandronis! Let's see how strong you are without me!"
He reached into his coat and pulled out the Euphrates with his left hand. He looked at it, and held the barrel up to his left sholder.
[glow=red,2,300]Don't do th-[/glow]
The bounty hunter closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. He could feel the wincing pain and the searing heat as the concentrated light bullet blasted his arm off at the sholder. He opened his eyes and looked behind him. The arm lay on the ground, a pool of blood welling up around it. Looking at his sholder, he saw a similar liquid pulling out of where his arm used to be. He dropped the Euphrates on the ground, then took out the Tigris and dropped it as well. He looked back at DarkUmbra, pain and sorrow in his eyes.
"Please! I beg of you, leave me with my life!"
Sanity was long gone from this creature, but he tired of the ceaseless fighting, the mindless causeing of pain. He wanted something better than this.
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