Achan
Prinny God
[M:-22025]
Moo.
Posts: 521
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Post by Achan on Mar 26, 2007 8:30:29 GMT -5
Hum. He hadn't seen those tracks. But then again, Adell wasn't a tracker. He nodded a thanks to Soiree and rolled his eyes at Tink's whining.
"Yeah, I guess so. We just follow the tracks to my family." Was this all an elaborate trap, or did his family actually come through here? "Oh, and Amos. Don't let my Mom see that picture. She'll use you as an ingredient for another summoning spell."
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Post by akutare on Mar 26, 2007 9:34:56 GMT -5
Soiree gave a thumbs up towards Adel.
"No problem, mate. It's all in the nose!"
Akutare put his arms behind his head as he sweat dropped.
"Well.. at least we're out of this death trap. 'least nothin' happned to us here, that's good, right?"
The Dark Hero really hoped his comment didn't jinx anyone.
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Mar 26, 2007 11:24:51 GMT -5
The Mothman was forced onto yet another scouting mission from Overlord Zenon. Although the Mothman would have much preferred to be in the front lines of battle, he knew better than to question an order from Overlord Zenon, even if it did have to go through several people before it reached him.
The Mothman diligently scanned the land, he sharp eyes let him see even a tiny mosquito upon a tree branch in the swamp, and of course, things like humans, that were much bigger than mosquitoes, were easily spotted. In fact, he saw a rather large group of them. And...he could have sworn that the well-dressed woman looked familiar, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. She was beautiful, and he continued to stare at her as he came closer and closer to the group. He continued to drop in altitude without noticing it, staring at this beautiful blond maiden with scarlet eyes. He suddenly snapped out of it upon remembering his purpose here and saw a man in a white cape with blond hair two feet in front of him.
He collided with the man with a thud that resounded through the swamps, knocking the man into the mud of the swamps, and the Mothman in a frenzy in attempting to keep himself from touching the ground. The Mothman regained his balance, but was still quite dazed. He lazily gazed at the group with his still-threatening crimson eyes, and once more found the face of the beautiful young lady...and words began to flow forth from his mouth.
"Oh, shadows, what dost thou see? Dost thou see what angel thou hast brought to me? In the realm of disease and suffering life, Hast thou sent an angel to end my strife? With that beautiful glow in her scarlet eyes, With the flowing blond hair shining despite,
The deep darkness of this Hell, She shines brightly in the night, Like the final requiem bell's knell, To my darkness, she is the light~"
After the Mothman recited this in a very sophistocated, very lyrical fashion, he shook his head, still attempting to snap himself out of this dazed state.
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Post by boogieknight on Mar 26, 2007 14:20:00 GMT -5
El Mariachi planted his foot on the Mothman's neck and aimed his weapon at the demon, "I don't like bugs, even ones that spout poetry." He sneers at Rozalin, "How is it that you seem to attract every maniac on the forsaken planet?"
Amos turned over the sheet and began another sketch. He moved around El Mariachi and the Mothman to better observe the light and shadow. He nibbles on the eraser then inquires, "Now could you move your face my way, and you move your foot a little that way?"
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Mar 26, 2007 14:32:50 GMT -5
The Mothman suddenly felt himself being slammed onto the ground, a foot on his neck and pointed at him. His crimson eyes burned with hatred, and he glared at the creature before him. What's with me and running into gunners all of the bloody time? he thought to himself. The Mothman knew that in this sort of position, it was best to trick them into letting him go, then killing him. This man was lucky that the Mothman was dazed at the time, or he would be in an entirely less powerful position.
Despite the foot being on his neck, he managed to hiss out several words.
"Get...off...now...or...you'll...regret it..." he hissed, gasping for breath between each word. He didn't want to bite the man's foot off quite yet, and the weird prinny circling him was already getting on his nerves. He would love to see this whole group turn into a pile of bloody corpses...but he would have to get out of this foolish mistake of his first.
"I...don't...think...you'll want...to kill me...just...yet..." he continued, his voice sounding even more insectile than usual, "I...am sure...I...could...be...of...use...besides...killing me...would...warrant...your...own...death" he finished, gasping for air. This man, this fool...he would be the first to die, for even forcing Grendel to beg for his life like this. Just wait until this creature lifted his foot...just...wait.
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Mr Sinister
Staff
Lord Of Chaos[M:-313000]
[Mo0:14]
Posts: 3,209
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Post by Mr Sinister on Mar 26, 2007 14:40:15 GMT -5
Genjuro walked towards El Mariachi, he stood a few feet from them should the bug try anything. Little did this insect know that he himself worked for Zenon, though he wanted to see what information he had. He laughed at the situation, his eyes gleaming red towards the Mothman.
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Post by boogieknight on Mar 26, 2007 14:47:42 GMT -5
El Mariachi snarled as his eye sparked by its own volition, "My eye hungers for souls, I don't see why I should spare your life." He frowns, "Then again, I don't really give a damn." He takes his foot off the bug and calls out to Rozalin, "Woman! He's your stalker, you shoot him!"
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Mar 26, 2007 14:56:28 GMT -5
As soon as his foot is lifted, the Mothman flies up from the ground, hovering at their level.
"Ah...Rozalin was it...well, ma'am I-...wait...you mean...you're...you wouldn't happen to me...the Daughter of Overlord Zenon, now, would you?" the Mothman inquired, mentally smacking himself for hitting on the Overlord's daughter.
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Post by akutare on Mar 26, 2007 16:57:35 GMT -5
Akutare flipped to his feet as he groaned.
"Ah dammit.. My new coat.." he moaned. He shook his head and glared at the mothman.
"Hey! You're gonna be payin' for the cleaners about that!" he yelled. The Dark Hero shook his fist.
Soiree scoffed and glanced towards the Mothman. He shook his head.
"Nice shot, but what in the hell are ya doin' here anyway?" He asked.
However...
"Damn bugs!" Yelled a young sounded voice. All of a sudden, a blue-blurr ran by, grabbing the Mothman by the feet. It was a younger gunner. a Child with a scar covering his left eye.
"Hey, get outta here!" The gunner yelled towards the mouthman as he held on.
Soiree glared at the Mothman as he stood by Genjuro and El. His eye patchy glare would send chills down anyone's spine.
"Why are you after the Overlord's daughter?" HE asked.
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Darkramon
Shinobi
Logic and feelings will never go hand in hand...
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Post by Darkramon on Mar 26, 2007 17:20:59 GMT -5
Tink had, ever since the mothman appeared, been hiding under Soiree's hat. He had popped his head out from under the hat a couple of times, only to catch brief glimpses. He shivered and wondered if there would be more monsters. Tink decded to lift up the hat again to see what was happening. He watched the mothman, who was hovering above the ground.
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