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Post by †im on Jun 21, 2005 20:32:37 GMT -5
((yes...um...raven/anubis... dysis isk new, so how do u know about her lack of knowledge? if ur charry has never ever met her... stalker or not, u cant know bout nethin bout dysis unless uve been stalkin her for a while. and u havent.)) (Fixed it) ShitWhen Banana addressed Anubis he didn't know what to say. His mind raced. I'm waiting for my spegetti. If you don't mind...here it comes now.The lady walked over with a steaming platter with a mound of spegetti on it. Sauce was all over, and some spilling over the side. It looked like someone set the plate up on a wall and threw tomatoes at it. Very little cheese was on the spegetti too. Anubis looked down at it with disgust. Ugh....If I could vomit I would.Anubis took his fork and twirled it around a few noodles and looked up at Banana. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to get on with my life without being accused of something?Anubis's comment sounded more like a question. Can you please go away? I was only looking at you guys while waiting for my food. Daydreaming. Can I do anything in this life without people approaching me with offending questions?! God!Anubis looked down to his food and back up. He was having trouble keeping his laughter in. He stood up and faced Banana. Please go sit down before there's trouble.((hope thats better, if i need to fix it more plz tell!))
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Post by banana on Jun 21, 2005 23:43:21 GMT -5
Banana smiled a quirky little smile while he tried to decided whether this answer could be deemed worthy by him. Several people had seen him walk over and viewed it with disinterest, but when the man he confronted got up, people started paying more attention. The DJ prepared to announce a fight.
Although fights were "allowed" in this club as mentioned before, many were broken off because innocent people were involved. Only about once a month did real ones happen, ones that were allowed by the bouncers to be played out.
Meanwhile young Banana was still pondering what he thought of this man's reply. The thing was, he couldn't concentrate because this man's breath stunk. The only other time he could remember something stinking this much is when he had gone to Africa and heard of a tribe that ate elephant dung because it was supposed to be healthy. Checking it out, it was true, for one he walked into the small village piles of dung sat outside every hut, several people eating some.
And the breath smell mixed in with the spagetthi's smell was downright disgusting. Everyone knew this club's spagetthi stunk! The combination of the supposed stalker or assassin staring at them and his breath mixed with the sick spagetthi literally stinking up the joint pissed him off. He decided that the man's reply did not pass the test when weighed with these two other factors.
And that is why Banana sent a hard right into the man's stomach. This punch was so fast it would barely be seen, although it was merely meant to surprise the man, not injure him. The bouncers grinned; they loved nothing better then a good hard fight between just two people. Let the games begin, thought a smirking Banana.
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Post by †im on Jun 22, 2005 0:30:55 GMT -5
(lol nice, but its hard for ones breath to stink when one is a machine)
The shot to the stomach made Anubis doubled over and backed up. He was suprised at this one's aggressive nature. He stood back up and looked over to the smiling bouncers. Cheap security. I'll kill them after this one. He remembered his pistol, and his staff. He could ice this guy right here on the spot, but decided to play around. He slowly stood back up and went to deliver a left to the face of Banana.
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Dysis
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Post by Dysis on Jun 22, 2005 8:13:45 GMT -5
((mayhaps u can include WHY ur following dysis and rayan in ur posty... w00t time to add some more drama!!))
Dysis watched Banana calmly walk over to the person in the booth next to theirs. She thought that perhaps he was going to invite him over to join them. Afterall it must be lonely to sit there by yourself... What pursued their conversation was nothing that she had expected! They were starting to attack each other!
No~don't hurt each other...
"STOP!!!" Dysis cried as she lifted herself out of her seat with her massive wings of light and flew over to the pair. Her movements were swift, desperate to stop any pain from exchanging. She dropped down in front of Banana while still hovering about a feet off the floor because this stranger was too tall, hoping to intercept the blow.
Dysis knew she succeeded when she felt a blow land on her right arm, sending her crashing through the air. Determination only burned stronger in her eyes as she flew between Banana and the stranger once more. There was an obvious bruise that was slowly forming on her delicate white skin, but Dysis didn't seem to notice any physical pain. The only pain she felt was the aching in her heart if the fight were to continue... Nobody ever benefited from pain...everybody suffered... She didn't want anybody to suffer, so she would do anything in her power to stop it.
"Please stop fighting..."
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Post by RayanStiger on Jun 22, 2005 22:15:52 GMT -5
Rayan turned his head to see what the commotion was when Banana left his seat. He watched quietly as his new friend confronted someone that had been watching them the entire time. Although the shady figure hadn’t attempted to pull any stunts yet, Rayan disliked the fact that he hadn’t detected him at all until now. He had been sitting with his back to him during the entire meal. Since he hadn’t noticed him at all, Rayan wondered what sort of threat he posed, if any, and how Banana would handle the situation.
Rayan soon found out; Banana lit up a smirk, then thrust a rocket-speed punch at the man’s stomach. Unfazed, the man retaliated with a hook at Banana’s face. Rayan watched with detached interest; while he often enjoyed watching one of his friends dominate strangers when they really deserved it, he didn’t know much about the shady man, so he was undecided upon the justification for his friend’s actions. But there was another reason, and that was that Dysis was present.
“Didn’t you ever learn that it’s ungentlemanly to fight in the presence of a woman? The only exception, of course, is when you’re fighting over her,” Rayan chided Banana, but stayed where he was, not caring to interfere. Everything changed, however, as soon as he heard Dysis shout out, “STOP!” Rayan turned back around to see her take flight with her wings of light, flying directly towards the ensuing fight. Nothing could describe Rayan’s sudden swirl of emotions at that moment, but if one word could best describe it, it would be absolute and utter terror.
“Dammit! She’s gonna get hurt!” he said in desperation. Rayan scrambled to get out of his seat, but he was already too late. He watched wide-eyed as Dysis was knocked away by a blow from one of the two fighters. Rayan swore again internally, his mind racing like a phantom horse galloping to the graveyard at dawn, racing to reach it’s resting place before the break of day. Instinctively, he leapt off the table, landed in a crouching position, then took off towards the fighters as Dysis swooped in to block another blow. Rayan knew he had to intercept her before she connected with them, and he also knew that it was likely that he would be injured himself in the process. Then an idea formed in his head. Rayan lurched forward in a daring dive, sailing straight for Dysis, who was almost in between Banana and his opponent again. While airborne, Rayan grabbed hold of her. As they flew past, Rayan saw a punch coming in at them in slow motion, as if moving through molasses. His hand immediately reached down to his belt; when the blow connected, a bright green sphere encompassed them both, then disappeared.
The next thing Rayan knew, he bounced on hard on the ground, several feet away. He winced slightly at the impact, and lay stiffly on the ground, clinging to his precious cargo. After a few moments, Rayan forced a weak smile. “Thank you for flying Stiger airlines. Please excuse the rough landing as you have made it to your destination alive,” he said half-jokingly. Rayan gazed into Dysis’s eyes, finding comfort in them despite his pains. “You done went off and scared me again,” he told her, his smile still present. Rayan then looked her over for any bruise marks. He found the one on her arm, and frowned slightly, making a “tsk”ing noise. He gently began to rub the bruise, saying, “See? This is why you need to stop getting into trouble! I can’t have your pretty little self getting hurt.”
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Post by †im on Jun 22, 2005 22:30:26 GMT -5
What the... Anubis was wondering what the hell was wrong with this girl when she flew in between them. He didn't mean to do any harm to her at all. He backed and held his hands up in peace. Suddenly from out of nowhere a flying Rayan tackled her to safety. These were good people. Why the thought of harming them in the first place crossed his mind Anubis never knew. After Banana was finished, Anubis would leave these people, and hopefully never see them again. He came back to reality to see Banana ready to throw a few more punches. Enough of this bullshit. Anubis pulled his pistol out and shot it. The dead bouncer crumpled to the floor, and his friends didn't seem to find the fight very funny after that. They started to advance on Anubis too. Anubis had to keep up that he was human as long as he could before he unleashed hell on their poor souls. He shot a few of the lights out ran to the kitchen.
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Post by banana on Jun 22, 2005 22:53:38 GMT -5
His thoughts were a sight to see; if one looked inside his mind (which hopefully no one around had the ability to do, save for a brain surgeon of course) it would resemble something like when two shoes are tied together as a practical joke and the victim cannot walk properly until it is fixed.
And so was his mind; he could not think properly until it was unknotted. He put aside his thoughts as to what the heck was that device that Rayan had just used and focused his thoughts, and his anger (for he did not appreciate when someone ran away during battle) on the character who had punched him. Speaking of which, his left cheek smarted from the blow, and if any furthur evidence was needed of pain, dark red blood slowly dripped to the floor, resulting in a very small puddle.
Ok, so now his mind was back in order. He felt as if he had just cleaned a messy room, say his bedroom, and felt satisfied in the cleanliness, but also secretly longed for the mess once again.
What nonsense this is! Everyone will know you are just putting in useless crap to extend your post as long as possible, you idiot. Now let's get to the action before everyone falls asleep!
His mind focused; his senses sharpened; his anger fueling him, but still controlled, he set off into the direction that the character had ran. The kitchen. As luck would have it, just as he was bursting into the kitchen a waiter was coming out: moments later Banana's face was covered with, ironically, banana peels.
It turned out this was not the waiter carrying out food but a busboy carrying out the trash. Getting up with disgust written on his face, Banana tossed the peels aside. Hi tongue felt weird after accidently licking one: he then suddenly realized he had never licked a banana peel before.
What a strange feeling...
No! He had to get his thoughts focused again. He looked to and fro for the character, but did not see him. Suddenly Emanuel leapt out of the shadows, back into the shadows and sounded as if he was in a tussle. Banana ran over and saw...Emanuel fighting with someone! Was this someone the character or just a someone. He would find out as soon as Emanuel had finished with him.
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Dysis
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Post by Dysis on Jun 22, 2005 23:34:28 GMT -5
Dysis felt her body soar through the air after a pair of arms wrapped around her. She brought her arms to her face and while tucking her head into the safety of her savior's body. Squeezing her eyes shut, she braced herself for the impact. After a few moments, the two crashed onto the ground. Squeaking her surprise, she found that her fall was cushioned by Rayan's body.
Rolling off, she found Rayan's gaze and touch upon her, inspecting her for any injuries. Unconcerned with her own injuries, if she had any, Dysis did the same with him. Apparently Dysis had a bruise on her arm from the blow that Rayan was now stroking with his soothing touch. As he did this, she placed a hand on his chest and sent a warm and cool sensation throughout his body. Dysis had sent her healing power into his body, relieving him of any stiffness and soreness Rayan received from the impact. Although her healing powers usually cast a blue light, small jobs such as this shone no light. The worse the injury, the brighter Dysis's healing glow would shine.
Her eyes softened at his concern for her. She truly was lucky to have met Rayan. He was so caring, so gentle, so kind, and so amazing! Dysis would try extra hard to keep herself out of trouble. Although she rarely knew what was a dangerous situation for her mind was still too pure. Still, she would try for him.
"I'm sorry~ I'll be good, I promise!"
Dysis was about to wrap her pinky around his once again, but a body fell down next to them. Blood oozed from a small hole in his body. Dysis couldn't understand what sort of thing could make such a tiny hole, yet kill somebody. For once, Dysis didn't cry...at least not yet.
Pushing herself up, she walked over to the dead bouncer. Placing her hands above the dead body, she closed her eyes and began to mouth foreign words in a silent chant. Dysis's massive wings spread out, giving out a little more light than usual. The dead bouncer rose a couple inches in the air, a brilliant blue light devouring his entire body. Dysis's face scrunched up, trying to figure out how to heal this.
In her mind, Dysis saw the cause...some sort of metallic object was in his body. She coaxed it out of his body until it fell uselessly to the floor. Having never removed something like that from any body, she felt herself tire already. However, Dysis refused to give in. An innocent life should always be spared if it wasn't from a natural death...
The bouncer's body began to radiate even more blue light, as new blood replaced his lost blood. Slowly the damage began to reverse. Tissue and muscles were threaded back together, brain cells that had died from lack of oxygen came back, dead nerves lived once more, and finally the wound closed. When the blue light began to fade away, the bouncer floated back down and began to open his eyes.
Dysis was the complete opposite of this. When Dysis opened her eyes, darkness immediately began to overtake her vision as a tear slipped out of her eyes. The ground beneath her seemed to tilt upwards, while the room began to spin. Her wings began to fade away. This was normal behavior for her wings though. Her wings only appeared when she was conscious, so they disappeared when she slept as well.
Uh oh...I did too much... Sorry Rayan~
She felt her body shutting down, scolding her for pushing herself way beyond her limit. Normally Dysis would only be extremely tired after performing a resurrection, but this time she had to spend a great amount of energy on getting rid of the metal object that had killed the bouncer. The fact that all she had to eat today were two bites of pizza didn't help at all... Her knees gave out first as Dysis completely lost consciousness and fell towards the floor.
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Post by †im on Jun 23, 2005 0:46:54 GMT -5
((Is Emanuel sopposed to be fighting with my charry or what?))
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Post by banana on Jun 23, 2005 22:07:44 GMT -5
(Well I kind of left it up to you cheif by saying Banana would find out when Emanuel was done with him...so you can decide whether Anubis is still on the move, or is fighting Emanuel, ok cheif?)
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Post by RayanStiger on Jun 23, 2005 22:20:06 GMT -5
Rayan froze when he felt Dysis put her hand to his chest. He felt like he was floating through space freely, as if he was on narcotics. The stiffness in his body seeped out like water pouring out of a water tank through a gaping hole in the bottom. He smiled faintly upon meeting her gaze and hearing her voice again. Everything seemed euphorically perfect, until his world was shattered by the thud of a body dropping to the floor. Rayan turned his head and saw the wound, and instantly knew the man was dead.
He said nothing, but merely lay where he was, silently staring at the man’s corpse. Rayan wasn’t sure what his response would be; part of him felt coolly indifferent, as he did not know this man and he meant nothing to him. Yet, another part of Rayan was torn inside. He felt that he could not bear to see the act of people killing one another, causing early, unnecessary deaths. Rayan internally cursed the plague Death, hating it both because of the pain it caused others, and because he knew he feared it. A cold shiver shook his whole body, but he controlled it by putting his hands flatly against the ground and gripped it as best he could with his stretched, stiff fingers. Even then, he quivered momentarily at the thought of his own death.
Death… all men meet it, that’s a fact. It’s so common that it shouldn’t bother me. And yet, I’m scared out of my wits by it. Is it because it reminds me of pain and suffering? Or is it because I don’t know what I’m doing with my life, what I’ve accomplished in the past, where I’m going when it’s all over?
Rayan’s thoughts suddenly faded away in a mere moment. The sight of Dysis pouring her magic into the bouncer’s body in order to resurrect him broke all his fears. He watched with rapt attention as the bullet slid out, the hole filled in, and the man began to breathe the breath of life once more. But Rayan noticed the effect this had on Dysis; a dark aura began to encompass her, and her wings began to fade. Her knees buckled as she began to lose consciousness, and slowly dropped towards the floor. Without speaking a word, Rayan rolled and got to his feet all in one spontaneous motion. He wrapped his arms around her back and arms as she fell backwards into him, catching her. Rayan bent down slightly and picked her up completely off the ground, holding her in his arms. He knelt down, still holding her, and studied her face closely, checking for breathing signs or any motion at all. Eventually, Rayan put his head down to her chest. He heard her heart beating, although its drumming was much slower than his.
Thank goodness, she’s alive…
Rayan lifted his head up and exhaled his relief. He then remained perfectly still, quietly observing Dysis as she slept. He planned to lay her somewhere, but since Rayan didn’t know of any good place to put her, for the moment he remained as he was, silently admiring her beauty.
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Post by †im on Jun 25, 2005 18:53:26 GMT -5
((Can't really think of anything, but Dysis is telling me to post. & the emanual dude isnt fighting my dude, k chief?))
Anubis ran out the back door, and it flew open and slammed against the wall. He closed it and walked out in the street. Damn, I'm gonna have to get a new human skin. Fucking fruit guy! ((heard name in resturant place)). Its always the wierd ones. There was a crowd around the resturant/dance bar place. A few cops were running around. They wheeled out the bouncer on a stretcher, but he was resisting. "Honestly, I'm fine! Let go of me! I don't need...hey! Thats him!" The bouncer was arguing with paramedics about going to a hospital, but stoped and pointed at Anubis. "He's the one who shot me!" At this the cops started yelling and ran to Anubis, while in the background the paramedics were saying: "So you were shot!"
Anubis, knowing his cover was fully blown now, ran down the street, bullets whizzing by. He ducked into the alley of the potheads, stepping all over their gatherings. "Hey! What the...." Anubis faced a dead end, but when he turned around the human skin had been replaced by dog-like creature. His pistol had disappeared and was replaced by a small staff. Anubis took it out and it grew longer, and spikes shot out the end. By now the baseheads had become certain they were so high they were seeing things, but this guy ran right through their stash. They all pulled out little pistols and fired on Anubis, but their shots were so off target they were backing up. Anubis pointed his rod at them and a burst of energy shot from the end. The baseheads collapsed in a smoldering heap.
((i know that sucked...banana dont be hatin becuase of shortness, ok chief?))
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Post by banana on Jun 25, 2005 21:23:37 GMT -5
Emanuel pulled back his arm and finshed off his beating with one last powerful punch to the stomach. He then proceeded to hold up the man he'd been in a tussle with to show to Banana.
Banana peered at the bruised face and frowned. "Not him." He said, shaking his head in disbelief. It had been almost five minutes since he had stopped: Banana had had full trust in Emanuel that he had gotten the right man. Now the right man had gotten away. Well, lesson learned. Although he was not sure of what lesson.
Walking out of the kitchen and to where he had been seated earlier, he made his way over to Dysis and Rayan. "He got away." He said this simply; if he could do it over again he would do the exact same thing.
Looking around Banana saw no one dead or injured. "Didn't that man shoot someone?" He asked, confused. So much had just happened his brain felt overworked. What had started as a relaxing evening at his favorite club ended up a desaster.
Suddenly he remembered about his friends. His snap back to reality became complete when he saw a unconscious Dysis on the floor with a faithful Rayan by her side. Banana hid his shame about not thinking about his friends' health earlier. "Is she ok?" Actual concern flooded his voice. His new friends meant a lot to him.
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Post by RayanStiger on Jul 3, 2005 22:25:57 GMT -5
“We’re fine, thanks,” Rayan replied. A smirk flitted across his face momentarily as he slowly looked up at his friend. He stroked a piece of Dysis’s hair casually; it was as if everything he had seen and done in the past few minutes had never happened. “Yes, he did kill a man, but Dysis restored him. She’s got magical healing abilities- bet you didn’t know that.”
Slowly, Rayan stood up, his precious load still cradled in his arms with the most tender of care. He gave Banana a look of extreme calm, signaling that the alarm in his friend’s face was not necessary. “Anyways, don’t worry that he got away. I wanted to ask him why he followed us, but it doesn’t matter now that he’s gone,” Rayan said. “What’s important now is taking Dysis some place safe while she rests. Using that healing magic took a lot out of her, apparently. We’ve got to keep her somewhere less dangerous until morning.”
He began to stride back and forth slowly, weighing their situation carefully. “I’ve got a weapons shop I could take her to, but that’s almost half an hour’s walk away,” Rayan thought out loud. “There’s got to be an inn we can stay the night at. Unless,” he added, turning and looking at Banana with a glint of humor in his eye, “unless you’ve got a secret, hidden subterranean compound you use for a hideout around here somewhere."
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Post by banana on Jul 4, 2005 23:50:00 GMT -5
Banana absorbed all that the young Rayan had to say. What a cheif that guy was, and what gigantic guns. No wonder he has a woman...that bod and that cool guy attitude. What a bod and what a cheif.
Back in reality, Banana considered Rayan's words. It was true he was unaware that Dysis had healing abilities. When Rayan told him not to worry, he did not. Banana realized that he didn't really care why that man was following them, especially if Rayan didn't.
Thinking over the rest of what Rayan had to say about Dysis's health situation, he quickly thought of three possible options; he liked to have options. He decided to inform Rayan of two of them and keep the third one to himself.
"Well I have a car outside that we could use to get her to your place. Or, if we're not concerned about that guy coming back then there's a room upstairs we could put her in." He added, explaining: "I know the owner here. The choice is upto you."
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