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Teundusia Lantern Ghost Level: 41 Posts: 748/760 EXP: 449109 For next: 31036 Since: 07-31-04 Since last post: 15 hours Last activity: 14 hours |
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| The putrid smell of Earth had already begun to annoy Aindune. Any human that came within 50 feet of Aindune didn't have a chance to scream at the huge preying mantis like figure that was Aindune. Having basic instics to kill humans on sight was that of all the Delumi. His dull green skin was covered in blood from people he had killed with mindblasts. The metalic blades that are his arms are coated in the fresh remains of humans he had slashed. His mouth had small bits of blood stained skin stuck to the large, menacingly sharp teeth. Aindune is here to destroy the human race. He wanders through a town centre, now completely deserted however. Aindune picks up the essence of another being... much stronger than anything he had yet faced. "Maybe whoever this is would stand more of a chance than anything I've challenged so far..." He thinks to himself. He sends out a telepathic message to whoever this person is, issuing the challenge, and waits. |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82  Posts: 3618/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| Miller: "...." A long, silvery strand of string glistened from the end of a sleeve beneath a blinking streetlight as a short, thin, mentally scarred young man pushed a pair of black sunglasses up his haggard face. Sickening, was the only word that really came to mind. A pair of white gloves slipped onto his hands as he stared straight ahead, paying no attention to the lines of corpses that had scattered across the town. Instinct was one thing. Bloodlust was another. Rays of light from the flickering streetlamps cast rays of illumination on various parts of him. A black vest. Cropped green hair. Menacing smile. Dark jeans. Long-sleeved shirt, with lengths of wire wrapped tightly around the arms. And a battered, broken, beaten pair of what looked like they might once have been expensive italian shoes. It had been a long time since he had been in this dimension. He was ready to come out of that bastard's "retirement" plan. But first he needed to seek out some old comrades. This town had been a lead. And this being had destroyed his only clue, not to mention harming about 5000 innocents. The wires around his arms quivered as he strode forward, not daring to speak. Not yet, anyway. It was a horrendous monster, to be sure. Miller was half filled with revulsion and half filled with fear upon seeing it. Insects had never been his strong suit, especially not large ones. Their bodies were designed purely for efficiency. He'd have his work cut out for him. |
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Teundusia Lantern Ghost Level: 41 Posts: 749/760 EXP: 449109 For next: 31036 Since: 07-31-04 Since last post: 15 hours Last activity: 14 hours |
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| Aindune looks over to the person standing, staring at him. He drags himself up into a full standing position as he 'talks', although anyone could tell he wasn't speaking normally as his mouth does not move at all. "Your emotions... they are the same as everyone else who's seen, or even heard of me... Let's hope that you put up a better fight than most." The speech echos repeatedly and rather loudly as he speaks. He takes a few steps towards Miller, holding the razor sharp blades on his arms in an offensive position. He begins to scuttle across the floor as an insect would, although his size made him go a LOT faster. When he gets close enough, he slashes downwards at Miller's torso. |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 3636/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| But Miller isn't there. Just a shower of sparks, and the silence of a mute. Miller is instead about ten feet backwards, and his left wrist is quivering, ever so slightly... He raises an eyebrow. There's a slight glint in the air between that same wrist and Aindune's right claw... |
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