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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82  Posts: 1682/3770 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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| Next to the newly-healed Kirbynite, Kalar sat, crouched and shaking in fear, thinking he was going to die at the hands of a horribly large moon crashing into him. Upon noticing he wasn't dead, and that Kirbynite was no longer a deku scrub, he cautiously picked himself up and glared at the non-deku Dreamlander. Kalar: "Well, you probably should have! I've tried talking to that lousy peddler a bajillion times, since he seems to be the only one who knows what's going on around here, but he never says a damn thing to me! It seems like he'll only talk to the right person at the right time..." He then looks at the ocarina Kirbynite is holding in his hands and remembers what happened negative three days ago... Or three days later... Or something. "Oh." |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1683/3770 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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| Indeed, DarkSlaya's reasoning was perfect! The fist that hit him was quite crippled, a melted shadow of what it once was... Blue: "Impressive, but it will take more than that to defeat my ice golem!" Suddenly, pieces of ice from all around the body help to reform the hand! It's a good thing Blue's got that ice cockpit to keep him cool, or he'd be sweating his suit off with the focus he's taking this battle to... Oddly enough, however, the ice golem seems somehow smaller than it was before... As though the pieces of ice actually WERE taken from the rest of its body... "I hold no fear for fire!" The golem leaps into the air and lands hard in front of DarkSlaya, sending a rush of newly formed mud from the rainstorm at him! At this point, Red is getting increasingly interested in Blue's fighting style... Red: "This is strange... Blue knows full well how to deal with fire, why is he matching DarkSlaya's attacks with more ice?" Janus: "Maybe he's concentrating all of his energy on impressing us, rather than performing well in the battle." Red: "Hmph, that's selfish of him..." |
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1686/3770 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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Hah, it'd be like sniping, but with a camera. |
What is it a sculpture OF? If the ban has something to do with what it's a sculpture of, then that would be an explanation.
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1687/3770 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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Ah, no. Sorry. |
*Greys out* (restricted) | (restricted) |
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1690/3770 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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The hacks and slashes ripped chunks off of Blue's golem, and it was plain to see he was having difficulty keeping it together, as every separated chunk invited a repair stemming from the rest of the golem's body. |
Blue: "You have guessed correctly, my foe!" As soon as DarkSlaya's sword next connected to the golem's body, it burst into pieces, as Blue dropped into the mud and the rainstorm raged around him. The shards of ice collected around Blue, much smaller than before, and much sharper, as well, almost as though the round iceballs had acted as broken glass snow-globes. Blue's golem had been defeated rather easily, but the scientist was undaunted. He exclaimed confidently to DarkSlaya as the sharpened pieces of ice began to swirl around him again... "You fail to see the obvious advantage I have in this environment, and that is what will lead to your defeat at my hands! Unless you can figure out how to use the terrain to your advantage, as I have, you will most certainly be cut to shreds!" Blue's words, however, were much more effective than his attacks. As he said this, the swarm of shards was sent straight at DarkSlaya, though individual cuts like those were sure to do almost nothing to DarkSlaya's natural defenses. Nevertheless, Blue couldn't let DarkSlaya call his bluff. Not at this point, anyway... (restricted) |
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1692/3770 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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Grey claps Melvin on the back of the head as he passes by, and tosses off to Melvin before running to catch up with the travelling party... |
Grey: "Her, Melvin. Her head. And it's kinda funny, but I remember her head being quite well-attached to her shoulders after your bout of fun. Better luck next time?" He stopped short in front of the pipe, mumbled something about sewers, and entered alongside the group. (restricted) |
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1694/3770 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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Good song, and stuff, and I gotta give props to the guy because he knows full well he looks dumb. He's got to, or else he wouldn't do it. That to me is the best part about it. |
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1695/3770 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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I will own you in the arcades with Megaman, Jin, and Hayato. |
Unless you're Phil, that is.  In any case, if it's rare and hard to find now, that means I have to start searching for it. Thanks a bunch....
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1696/3770 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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The worst place in Great Britain... |
------------------------------------------------------ OOC: Alright, guys. Here's the deal: This is a crime drama, taking place in 2004 Alternate SF Universe, in a fictitious city in Great Britain. Feel free to make whatever subplots you want, I'll be following one main storyline, but the point of it is to be EPISODIC, much like Teddylot's Hogwarts story. I'm pretty much making things up day to day, here, but if you're interested in joining, there are a few rules you need to follow: 1) In this alternate universe, we're trying to keep things realistic. The most whacked out a character's abilities are gonna get will probably be in the spectrum of something like, say, Cowboy Bebop. If you want, you can PM me discussing any character's abilities, but keep in mind, I'm probably gonna be pretty restrictive. Magic is a no-no. Guns are a yes-yes. 2) You can be good, or you can be bad, but remember that justice won't always be served, and sometimes you need to take the law into your own hands. 3) You want to be evil? Give it a reason. By which I mean if you're gonna smuggle drugs, don't just say you're smuggling drugs, say you're smuggling opium from an indian private dealer to give to corrupt government officials and when you take your cut of the profits you're gonna use it to buy yourself a passport to France and a new identity to keep the Interpol off your tail. 4) Comic relief will do you no good in the world of organized crime, so think more in terms of dry humor, insult comedy, and witty banter. This is, for me, an exercise in serious roleplaying, so if you're interested, feel free to jump right in. And now, on with the story.... ---------------------------------------------------------- The worst. And by worst, I mean rivaling Liberty City in grittiness, Vice City in tackiness, and San Andreas in size. Plenty of horrible things go on around here. Carjackings, drug rings, bribery. Hell, half of the police force is into pot, and the other half is too stupid to figure out what's going on. On the bright side, all the citizens have perfect dental records, because their candy was stolen from them when they were babies. Not only that, women will never have to worry about their purses being stolen, since the purse will probably be gone before they arrive in town. You'll never have to pay for car repairs either, because I can guarantee, you won't have a car. That's where I come in. And who am I, you ask? Just call me "Grey." Detective Grey Davis, P.I., to be precise. I keep things sane around here. Got a case? A murder, perhaps? Maybe even a tip on some illegal fish imports? No? Well, don't worry. I'll be here all day, every day. Someone will come in, eventually. Just talk to my secretary, Elaine. She's out front, the thirty-something woman behind the desk. If you need me, I'll be in my office. Come in anytime...
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1697/3770 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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Blue (thinking): 'I cannot believe it... He is actually going along with this? Interesting opportunity....' |
Blue straightened out of his fighting stance, his sunglasses locked onto DarkSlaya... Name: DarkSlaya Age: ?? Weight: Human Type: Humanoid Resistance to Cold: Flame Elemental User Analysis: . . . . Tactical advantage suggested. . . . "I see..." Blue closed his eyes, and extended his right arm outward, as the rainstorm stopped, and a sunny day overcame the heated arena once again. In a moment, the sand dried up, and the humidity radiated off the ground as it did before. As he no longer had to keep his focus on the Ice Golem, and he had a hunch that DarkSlaya would refuse to attack him, Blue simply began to concentrate, enshelling himself in an ice encasement formed from the humidity in the air. His right arm suddenly began to become very, very cold...
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1698/3770 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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OOC: Ah, one last thing, this isn't gonna be all first person, and just for clarity, I'd appreciate it if we kept things in third. Sorry, forgot to mention that one. Anyway... |
(edited by Grey on 02-09-05 03:06 AM)
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1699/3770 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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Red raised another eyebrow at Blue's technique... |
Red: "He hasn't used that one in a long time. Not since that day he met with Schwa, actually..." Janus: "I remember it. He never actually hit me with it, you know. Came close, though. And even then, it nearly gave me frostbite." Blue's ice encasement melted into the ground, revealing the suited warrior in the hot desert sun. His arm glowed a light, icy blue, and the water vapor in the air froze and dropped to the ground around it, melting instantly on contact with the sand. The melted water sent steam into the air, which evaporated and left the arena with a very high level of moisture in the atmosphere. Blue: "-273.15 degrees Celsius... The coldest temperature known to man. No heat, whatsoever. A total lack of kinetic energy." He stepped toward DarkSlaya. A sword would prove to be an interesting defense against this... "In an atmosphere like that, one would flash-freeze instantly on exposure. Goodness, it only takes -50 degrees Celsius to make one's saliva freeze in midair after being spit out of the mouth." Blue stopped about twenty feet away from DarkSlaya, and lowered his arm in front of him, pointing an open palm toward the ground. The material on his suit actually started to wear from the intense cold... "Is my arm that cold? I cannot really say. I would appreciate it, however..." At this, he took off at a sprint towards DarkSlaya, rushing him and holding his arm back, palm open, ready to strike! "If you would find out for me! Absolute Zero!!!" As he reached DarkSlaya, Blue swung his arm forward, striking at DarkSlaya with a palm charged with enough cold to freeze a redwood tree!
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1700/3770 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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Kalar: "He's an alright guy. I guess..." |
Kalar looks over at Kirbynite... "So how're we gonna keep track of everything? I tried making a list of things to do, but it was always hard to keep different events organized. If that moon's gonna be stopped, chances are we'll probably have to mess with time a lot, just like that guy over there said, and when you mess with time, events get very confusing very fast. It'd be best to write everything down..." (edited by Grey on 02-09-05 03:28 AM)
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 1701/3770 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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It's been on Fox for a while. We all want to stab ourselves for loss of what was once a really great anime. |
Fortunately for us, Kaizoku has no qualms whatsoever with breaking the law. And as far as I can see, neither does ANBU, so I'm sure even if Naruto gets licensed, we'll still end up getting subs of it. That said, I've stopped watching. It starts out mediocre, gets interesting, and then gets repetitive. Ick....  | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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