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 Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:16 pm
Ciren looked down at him, her hair spiking slowly, just like a cat. Her tail, now furless, took a blade from her belt and hurled it at him, then ran.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:24 pm
Izaak caught the blade in between his fingers, soon flipping it and spinning it about in his hands like a neat parlor trick. "Is that the best you got?!" he shouted, chasing on.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:26 pm
Tori's mind worked quickly. if she was a lot of metal now...
"Just get my hanmd free, Izaak!" he called, as Ciren jumped between buoildings, approaching HEC block by block.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:35 pm
Izaak couldn't think. He didn't know what to do. He'd have to catch them to use his power. Improvising was in order now. The knife disintegrated and molded into wire which shot violently outward, and lashed. It wrapped all around, thinly, ready to break, but through it, he could have a feel for the metal attached to her body, and then that too melted like butter. The wire thickened just a bit as he retracted it. One small catch, now, was the kunia at the end of it, trailing its way back--the cat's hands in path of it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:38 pm
Ciren howled, tossing Tori off the buiolding before she screamed in righteous agony, causeing Imps to appear from the woodwork. The Doc hads been very busy recently, and had not just two, but a whole army of them m at his disposal.
His only love and mistriss was dying. Izaak was a marked man.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:40 pm
[[welcome to Justyn's mind--his own world. Fresh ones today.]]
Justyn walked, seemingly trapped forever in a dream. It felt good to be walking free, but then again, he wasn't walking. He couldn't stretch his legs, he was still trapped. It was all in his head that he was moving. But this world of his was boundless. He could go forever. It wasn't a picnic, though. This was a nightmare. Thunder suddenly crashed along the yellow, clouded skies. An eternity of walking in hell awaited him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:43 pm
Izaak was somewhat prepared for this. He drew out his favorite metal. His crafted it into a barrel, countless cone-like shaped pieces, and all the complexities of a gun. he loaded up the chamber, put in a pouch of gunpowder, and got ready to fire. "This is my latest trick!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:57 pm
Justyn's real body was beginning a harsh sweat, heating up feverishly. More, he walked. Demons awaited in his path. The first demon was a giant, black panther. It was somehow representative of Justyn's dealing with Cat. The first of many demons. He did battle with this beast, with only a sword of pure carbon. Graphite: It was useless. It shattered against even the lightest fur. This beast now had close hold of his head and heart...through tooth and claw. Justyn wildly screamed out, but it was muffled by his own atmophere. It was a perfect replica: The atmosphere always was so thick and tormenting around Cat. He had cast this thought from his mind too long: He had said he didn't like Cat, but here it was again: Maybe he did. But she was no danger. Justyn wrestled the black fur-ball off him, which tore his chest. He saw his heart. This wasn't Cat, but still he had such a hesitant time finishing this. He made it quick and painless, thrusting through its mouth straight to the brain, and it fell limp, only after leaving a big, sharp tooth right in his lung. He fell, for now, defeated.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:58 pm
Tori rocketed to the ground, then pulled a grappling hook from his hat and managed to barely stop himself halfway down. He stuill wasn't safe, however: should the hook fail, he'd fall and still get severely hurt.
The imps prepared their fireballs, charging.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 12:06 am
Izaak shot off his first charge. It landed, swiftly exploding under Tori. The shock blast of the explosion severely lightened up Tori's descent rate, so as to make the fall unfatal. He'd be completely safe even if the grapple failed. "DAMN! SHANKED IT!" His shot was way far off target, just barely good enough to serve its purpose. With hefty concentration, he changed the barrel. Then he mumbled..."forgot to rifle the barrel..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 12:09 am
Tori swung in the air, wailing in fear. He didn't want to die now.
The fireballs flew towards Izaak, from almost all directions.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 12:26 am
Izaak fired a second time: a volley of shots. All were fired in a succesion, but exploded all at once. Between the many of them, it was like a cradle for Tori to finally land. The combined shockwave was surely enough to save Izaak from the sure doom that would've otherwise followed.
((Yes, Izaak...))
See, now that the smoke cleared from the volley, there stood Izaak to intercept Tori. In his wide arms, his gun holstered, Izaak caught, and gave a swing as Tori came in. A burly guy like Izaak: It was no problem to survive that, but the trick was to be gentle enough to not even hurt Tori. He bent all the way down to the paved road, and knew instantly Tori made contact with it. But was it a tap or a bone-shattering flop?! The fear lodged itself back into his stomach as he stared at Tori, with his closed eyes. Izaak prayed that Tori would be able to open them again.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 12:37 am
Tori smiled at Izaak, then pointed behind him, weary and woozy. then he went limp.
Dozens of imps were charging at Izaak now, knowing that Izaak needed both hands to carry Tori.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 12:40 am
The second of demons came seeking Justyn. This wasn't fair: Of course Justyn would win. But not really. For the damage being done was not to his imagined self, but to the mind itself: The terror was impacting Justyn. Justyn always had nightmares. This demon was one that was a giant blob that held an electric current. He didn't dare even thing what this demon was. Already injured, the blob just fried the easy kill that was Justyn. Pain shot through, and his body physically started twitching. Not moving, but the muscles contracted, giving the nightmare a much too real feeling. And it was just beginning.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 12:45 am
Izaak smiled brightly back at Tori. He was safe. With that, he quickly, gently set him down, readying the fight against the imps. He jumped over Tori's body, now on the road, and landed a flying kick, knocking him into all the rest like bowling pins. A strong guy like him had a strong kick. The next shot was packed with explosive power, and front loaded with shrapnel. He fired the extremely powerful shot, standing in the way of the blast, taking it all to protect tori. It pushed him, but he was big: It was a breeze. izaak had know idea what the weakness was, but surely the rounds should've pierced the hands.
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