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Post by Rojo on Dec 3, 2008 19:17:47 GMT -5
"What about a Platypuss?"
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Post by Seven on Dec 3, 2008 19:19:13 GMT -5
"no. Never," they echoed definitively.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 4, 2008 13:54:59 GMT -5
"Whatever...so much for the great demons of hell.."
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Post by Seven on Dec 4, 2008 14:07:35 GMT -5
They all glowered evilly at him, and suddenly, his ears would be met with a roar of outraged clamoring. At some point, one of them shouted, "Destroy him!" The rest seemed to like this notion, and those closest to him, suddenly grabbed at him, some going for his legs, others his arms, and so on, till there must have been 20 hands or slimey appendages all over him.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 5, 2008 15:58:08 GMT -5
I struggled in protest against their ensnaring grips, but the tentacles and claws and suckers were holding tight.
"ENOUGH!"
I let forth a pulse of magic, a red glow shooting from my finger tips, blasting most demons who were caught off guard off of me.
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Post by Seven on Dec 5, 2008 18:01:26 GMT -5
"Gah!" those off guard stumbled back, and those who were still dropped him just from the nature of the situation. Even so, they formed a circle around him, at least 10 in the immediate circle, but surely hundred or so backing them.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 5, 2008 18:19:30 GMT -5
((So, what does the lordess Seven think of my Avatar?))
I stood on the spot, assuming a defensive stance and narrowing my eyes slightly.
Bring.
The.
Heat.
Ha-ha...demons...bring the heat...hehe...
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Post by Seven on Dec 5, 2008 23:04:44 GMT -5
((I laughed the first time I saw it. It's cute  )) And then, all the demons lunge forward in attack. |
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Post by Rojo on Dec 7, 2008 14:42:57 GMT -5
(('tis Problem Sleuth))
Instantly I fly into action, batting off the demons quickly at first, but slowly the distance between us begins to shorten...
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Post by Seven on Dec 7, 2008 14:47:40 GMT -5
Really, there's just tons and tons of them. And more so, they're fighting styles are crude and harsh. Many lunge at you not with weapons, but open, hungry mouths.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 7, 2008 15:02:40 GMT -5
I'm somehow managing to keep up when- WHAM!
A bony fist smacks into my cheek hard, sending me flying and not to mention out cold.
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Post by Seven on Dec 7, 2008 15:08:28 GMT -5
The demons begin to clutter around him. "mm, I want his arm," "I call his heart!" One tries to make a move for his leg, when another demon steps in his way. "hey! you can't take the leg all for yourself!" another pipes in. "I want the heat too!" A skirmish begins to break out, just by virute of the demons wanting to feast on similar parts of him.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 7, 2008 15:13:15 GMT -5
As the demons are squabbling, one of the demons suddenly stops and makes a "Hurk!" noise. He looks down at the blood trickling from his chest and then slumps forward. Behind him is a grey-and-black clothed figure with a curved knife with runes etched into it standing their, a hood obscuring his face.
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Post by Seven on Dec 7, 2008 15:21:11 GMT -5
The demons, not so much out of compassion, but curiosity, look at their fallen comrade, then at the stranger. "you..." they seethe with dark intent. Reunified in their cause, they lunge to attack the newer newcomer.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 7, 2008 15:31:34 GMT -5
The mysterious figure dives forward, flicking his blade forward and cutting open the abdomen of a clumsy demon. Another one of the foul things rakes at him with its claws, but he ducks and uppercuts, slicing a long cut up the torso and stomach.
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))