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| Acmlm's Board - I2 Archive - - Posts by Grey the Stampede |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82  Posts: 2504/3770 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: "You wanted a battle? You got one. But this isn't a battle of fists, it's a battle of wits. Again, think seriously about all that I've done to this point. It is a riddle, one that you need to solve in order to realize what to do. You asked what to do because you were rejected by someone you care about. I'm giving you an opportunity to find out." He lays back and looks at his glass of lemonade, snapping his fingers and transforming it into a glass of orange juice. His attitude is strangely nonchalant, the evilness in his voice is completely gone, and the softness that Allaura first noted in his personality has returned. "I can't just give you the answer, though. You know that. I can, however, give you the question. In fact, I already have. But, just for the purposes of reference, I'll ask you it again." Grey sits up straight in his seat and leans toward Allaura, a sense of dignity and impose in his countenance. "How do you feel about Schwa? Not just surface feelings, deep-seated feelings, thoughts about his actions, his needs, his involvement with you and with fighting the forces of what Psi Warriors consider evil. All of it. Only by realizing how you feel about all of it will you see the answer to this question." "Schwa is a hero, no doubt about that, but there is another reason behind his heroism that you need to understand. It really isn't about power or beauty or grace, and you didn't pick up on that from the getgo, like I expected you to. It's about something else that Schwa has that you need to get, too. Maybe then he won't think you're so weak." |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2506/3770 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 adjusted his glasses and remarked on Shino's conduct... Something was going down. The tap on his shoulder was enough to note that. He stared straight forward and whispered to Janus, and then proceeded to signal Kalar and Garro. Grey: "Janus, I'm going to take Garro with me and follow Shino. You can't leave during the procession, but I want you and Kalar to keep a watch, should anything dangerous happen. Kalar has his weapon in his coat. You've got Satchel with you, right?" Janus stared straight ahead and nodded his assent. Grey: "Good. We'll be off. I don't like where this is going... Be ready for anything." All around the room, several DiEns exited the room, and Grey and Garro soon joined them. As he exited, Grey snapped his fingers and instantly his fedora and tuxedo were replaced with his normal street clothes... Garro: "What's up? Someone need killing?" Grey: "Don't act up today, Garro. There's an emergency, and I think you might be needed more than Janus and Kalar at this point." Garro's expression, previously one of sneering, in-character acting, changed immediately to a much softer stare, one that understood what Grey was saying. Garro: "I gotcha. Guess I'll be out of character for today, then." Grey: "Until further notice." |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2506/3770 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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You're both way off....  That was the first route that I tried. But don't you need to come up with a question and an answer from what you're told, NSNick? |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2507/3770 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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| ^ can't compete < agrees that the Owned by game is getting pretty spammy v should petition to have both these threads closed |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2508/3770 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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| ^ is also wrong < could easily close both threads v will have no effect on his opinion |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2509/3770 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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| Garro nods to Grey, who gives him a secondary signal. Garro: "Silence, 15' Radius... I'll cast it when I need to." Grey and Garro continued communicating with signals and gestures, keeping up a guise of secrecy that would have impressed even a DiEn at this point. As they approach the stairs, Garro prepares to cast at will. |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2510/3770 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 like watching turtles fuck. | ||||||||||||||||
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2511/3770 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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| Yeah, I closed it because it's redundant. And I'm closing it again. | ||||||||||||||||
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2512/3770 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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| Argh, I appreciated TLTWATW a lot, but honestly, aside from The Horse and His Boy, Prince Caspian, and the sixth book (the one with the rings, you know, introduced the weird Narnia Physicist for the first time?), I wasn't really enthralled by the series. I hope the movies do them justice, though. The Last Battle left me slightly disappointed. | ||||||||||||||||
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2513/3770 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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| Has anyone read "An Occurance at Owl Creek Ridge"? Kinda gives a different perspective to the film. | ||||||||||||||||
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2514/3770 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 winds swirled and whipped around Janus, Garro and Kalar as they trudged slowly through the snowstorm, with no signs of life anywhere for miles around. Their only sustenance was Janus' supply of Yggdrassilberries, copies of an original he kept stored in Satchel's side pocket. Not much for taste, but those things could keep anyone going. What seemed like years passed as they continued walking, their only reprieve the few and far between hours when the storms let up slightly, allowing for visibility, and occasionally even a little bit of flight. The trip was especially taxing to Janus. Keeping his flames going, leading Kalar and Garro onward, and supplying all three of them with food was nearly impossible, and coupling that with the stress of knowing there were a pair of cold-blooded killers following him couldn't be helpful, either. Once or twice he had tried to open a portal, to allow them to travel instantly across the plains and to another point on this god-forsaken, mutated version of earth. Something, however, was blocking his teleportation paths, some kind of magical interference. Every time he tried to pass through a portal, another one opened about ten feet away and Janus collapsed out of it, unconscious and leaving Kalar and Garro to fend for themselves until he woke up. After about the third round of this, when Kalar's arm and leg joints began to freeze up, the three of them decided to stop trying and keep walking. None of them said a word. There was no need for words at this time, there was need for survival. Talk only made it harder. Sets of winter gear that Janus had kept inside of Satchel, copied and taken out, concealed nearly every part of their bodies anyway, making idle chitchat something too hard to do to make it worth doing. South. They had to keep going south. South of Siberia was Russia, was the middle east, was the far east. Warmth, transportation. Food? Who knew, population problems down there were never solved.... |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2515/3770 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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| When you punch them into a calculator, they all spell words! | ||||||||||||||||
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2516/3770 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's loving this one... He smirks a little and snaps his fingers. Instantly, Battle Badger is teleported away from Jansen, protecting it from any counters Jansen may have. He then nods to Garro, who whirls his hands around a little, and casts Silence 15' Radius. The catch was that the group was actually placed within a 30 foot wide bubble. Everything outside the bubble couldn't be heard by those inside the bubble, but everything inside the bubble was silent to everyone outside it. Someone was gonna need to be a scout for sound on the outside, that was for sure. Garro: "Alright, everyone! As long as we stay in this area, we'll be able to be as loud and rowdy as we want!" Garro then pulled out his Bible and started swirling his hands together again, ready to increase the range... |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2517/3770 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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Cid can only really be owned by... Another, more awesome Cid. |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2518/3770 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 got up from his lawn chair with a start and snapped his fingers. The skies darkened even further than they already were in the pitch of midnight, and clouds swirled around one single point in the sky, which suddenly turned a deep, blood-red color. Grey scowled, and his voice was suddenly deeper, more commanding and imposing. Grey: "Leave you alone? That's strike 2. You're still not thinking with the right head. This is it, you've got one more chance to redeem yourself, or else Schwa's toast. You know that. What do you want more than anything else in the world right now? If you know the answer to that question, you can answer any other question I've asked you." He snaps his fingers again, and a small screen appears in front of him, a la Washu's special laptop. On it is posted a picture of an internet browser. In the address bar? One single line that filled Allaura with an unknown fear... http://board.acmlm.org/editpost.php?id=62337... Grey: "This is it, Allaura. You have to answer now. Decide finally how you feel, find the strength within your heart to save Schwa, and I'll let him go. If you can't, then that's strike three...." With the mouse he held in his hands earlier, Grey highlights all of the data on Schwa... "....And he's out." |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2519/3770 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: Cool, but what's a Deep-Pressure ve--*GOOGLE'D!*-- Oh. Man, I could use one of those... Grey snapped his fingers, and a rush of flames erupted from the ground, enveloping him and rising into the sky. When they cleared, Grey was still standing there, but he wasn't necessarily Grey. His clothes had changed. On his head was a puce baseball cap. He wore a simple white t-shirt, and tan pants. His form was assumed as it was then. The boy grinned when he saw Hunter's hostility, and looked from Allaura to Schwa with delight. Tom: "Alright, Hunter, that's enough out of me. I got what I came for, and it didn't involve you as directly as you'd like to think. You really wanna go?" He clapped his hands together and pressed them on the ground. Instantly, the entire scenery that he had spent so much time constructing was returned to normal. The Psi energy that had been imbued there, however, was even more intense than it was before, despite the rocky, barren terrain. "Well, too bad. Not today. But soon, if you can think of a way to bring me." His hands never left the ground, and more electricity crackled around him as a hole opened in the dirt that he fell into. Upon closer inspection, physically there was nothing but dirt and earth beneath the hole. He didn't fall into a cavern or anything. In fact, it seemed like he had fallen out of the world for the time being. The hole sealed itself up in seconds, and Tom was gone. |
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2521/3770 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: "I'd say about 15 minutes. We've got to hurry if we want to catch the important part." |
Grey recalls Shino holding a ring before... "Especially you, Mr. Shino. I doubt you'll want to miss this one." Garro: "As for the death... I agree that killing may have been a bit too extreme..." Garro takes out his bible and begins reading the rites of the deceased. Grey nods his head in assent as Garro kneels to the spot where Shino opened the portal and continues chanting. Grey: "But it was necessary. He'd have killed us all if he got the chance, I'm sure. But Shino, before we return to the ceremony, exactly who was that? And the seal... Is it what I think it is?"
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2522/3770 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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Several frontflips and a few overly intricate acrobatics maneuvers later, Grey can be seen standing alongside Ziratha, sheathing a freshly-used katana. Hopefully, that evil wall has a few slice marks in it now. |
(edited by Grey on 06-29-05 10:09 PM) (edited by Grey on 06-29-05 10:10 PM)
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Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2523/3770 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: "Alright, what's all this cr--- Oh, HELL no." |
Grey stared, wide-eyed and twitch-eyed at the innards of the Kitchen. He had been living in the pantry for the last few weeks, homeless and kicked out of his office. Having heard the crash he hoped that nobody was causing a mess in there, since the cooks usually made HIM clean it up. He scanned the area, from left to right. Three Lizards, those Gemini Kids, and what appeared to be a fight. They were destroying the kitchen! HIS Kitchen! His Kitchen that he worked hard to keep clean day in and day out and THEY WERE DESTROYING IT! Look at the flour! LOOK! AT! THE! FLOUR! Then, he saw the check on the wall... It wasn't nearly enough to cover what they were destroying... He growled at the lizards, and noticed the one lizard sitting off to the side. He glared at him... "OK, so you guys wanna eat?" He snapped his fingers, and Spiky would probably feel his rear end getting rather hot, since a fully-loaded stove had somehow materialized where he was sitting. "I'll cook for you. Fried lizard sound ok?" OOC: Just so ya know... I'm not on any side right about now, but a lizard beatdown is in order... | |||||||
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