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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain                    Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days |
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*kzzt* A light flickered. There was a slight nudge of a hanging, conical ceiling light in Grey's office, dimly lit and fading fast. Grey rocked in his chair, dozing but aware of his surroundings. The light swung back and forth hypnotically, like a pendulum detailing the ticks of time itself. Grey had been doing some thinking lately. There had been little reason for him to take up the sword. It seemed almost as though there were a new generation of fighters, and that he was nothing more than a vestige of the past. He liked it that way, one for the history books. Nothing more than a referee, now. Hardly a true warrior. Janus had been missing for some time now. There was no use beating around the bush, referring to him as "that man" anymore. He had returned, and failed to impact. Another lost conclusion, another break in the tale. Kalar and Garro had gone off somewhere, and left Grey behind to deal with what little was left of their legacy. Evan, too, had disappeared, and Miller never showed up on the radar at all, anymore... Another pair of heroes lost forever in the sands of time, he thought. There was, however, a piece of paper in Grey's hand. It had elegant, well-written language on it, the words of a man who still held a place in this world. It read... "Dearest Grey, How are you doing, my friend? I am well, though the desert sands do occasionally drive me to frustration. It has long since passed that you have contacted me. I wish to know, is there something the matter? I fear that you have yet to even receive my last letter, save this one for a secondary purpose. We two are all that remain, and your departure would surely be a devastating blow. I have neither seen nor heard word from any of my elder friends in quite some time, making you my very last contact with the past." There was a slam of a door, and the dim light faded, casting one last ray of light over an empty chair. "Alas, that too is fading fast. Have you seen anything of the old group lately, yourself? The tower of our friend Origin lays in ruins. That swordsman, Star, has driven himself to eternal seclusion. Even the good prince Schwa has had no way to return home. And Yiusi, poor Yiusi..." Grey's footsteps echoed in the hall, as he left the Sim Battle Arena Annex for what he knew would be the last time. "The ninja, Jarukoth, and his compatriots have not been seen for some time, either. I remember your friendship with them, the lady Kari to be most prominent. What a shame, that nothing ever came of it." He entered the Acmlm's Board Building, bidding hello to the front desk clerk and pushing his glasses up his nose. He ruffled his vest, straightening it. "President Melvin has retreated into Japan, yet again. Oh, for the wont of that force field to fall, and for him to bring himself to commune with us again... It would be a pleasure, even with the wonton destruction he would doubtless wring." Grey trudged up the stairs, flight after flight after flight. Three, four, five, ten floors he trudged up. He skipped, from floor 98 to floor 100, remembering to tell no one about the 99th. "Even the return of Skydude was nothing more than a setup for disaster. His attitude was not one of the modern age. We warriors must adapt to the new ways. We must change our mindset, knowing that there will never be a golden age forever. Such is the nature of change, such is the nature of time." The final floor was crossed. The rooftop... No one paused to stop him. "I am, however, happy where I am. I have found someone; She is a good woman, and I am glad to serve her. She has spirit; I feel she is a heroine to be admired." Grey opened the door, and crossed the roof tiles, gradually passing the many air vents and skylights that were built in. "Your other has given me word, as well. He says that though he has been weakened by recent events, his exploits continue to satisfy him to no end, and he is glad to travel with the old masters. I am sure, quite sure, that now would be A Fine Time For Some Serious Business. He would be glad to tell you that himself, but he has said something of there being far too long a distance between us to explain." He approached the edge of the roof. It was a long, long way down. Grey swallowed. "But I digress. We are in contact. Perhaps now is the dawn of a new age. Perhaps it is again time to cast off the vestaments of the past, and prepare for a new future. It is sparse, to be sure, but the barest canvas can often give enough room for the greatest masterpieces." A tear welled up in his eyes, which glowed green ever so briefly before fading away. "And who knows... Maybe a new journey will begin for you too, sir. I, of course, cannot predict this. Take not my words as canon." Canon... Grey considered this. Was any of it worth anything? Where had all the magic gone? He sighed, stepping closer to the brink. "Ah, it is time for me to go. I give you my regards, sir." In the morning, they would find no trace of him, on the ground or on the roof. His office, bare. His chair empty. Grey raised the letter above his head, and a breeze blew it from his hand into the open air. "Sincerely," A new journey... Maybe. He could do nothing for the world from an office chair. "Johnathan." |
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain  Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Johnathan: "Oh, my..."
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He was surrounded by them. They weren't quite a throng, or even a group, more a small detachment. A welcoming party? Maybe. But they were walking cacti. He hadn't seen anything like it before. Perhaps they only grew (were born? Who knew...) in these parts. In any case, Johnathan rarely left the ranch, and it was a good occasion to him when he found something new to observe. He leaned in close to one that had not yet joined its others. "Hello?"
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Sig: "Argh, fergit this! I ain't scared of any o' this shit! (literally...)"
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He pushed past Grubba's excessive mass and barged into the bathroom. He was greeted instantly with the stench of industrial cleaners and one-too-many Kiwi Koladas. Still he pressed on, entering the stall and staring down what could quite possibly be the most devastating sight in history. He grimaced, flushed the toilet, and proceeded to stare down what could be the second most devastating sight in history. --------------- Grey was enlightened. The Super Punch was delicious! Thick, without much of a tinge to his tart. He could feel everything about him perking up, like twenty cans of Mountain Dew at once, without any of the side effects. His mind seemed somehow focused, and he felt completely clean of any mental stress. It was almost as if his body had been temporarily transformed into a conduit of magical perfection. This state of being would be a million feet of awesome, if he used magic. Instead, he felt a delicious high, and merrily turned to Kirbynite, now clearly under the influence of what I guess one could call an antilethal drug. Grey: "Hey Kirb, how ya doin? Ooh, I should call you Supa Dreamlander, huh? Well, anyway it was nice of this barkeeper to give me this drink, it's almost as though I've never had anything like it before in my life, and that's saying a lot, since I have a lot of soda in my pack, and by the way have you talked to that girl over there, as she seems to be quite nice, nicer than a lot of the people we've met lately, and that's saying a lot, and speaking of saying a lot, you're not saying a lot at all, you should really say some more stuff, I want to say some more stuff, hey, where did you get that egg, and shouldn't we be getting delicious hot dogs right now, I could sure go for a delicious hot dog, it almost seems like the best thing in the world right now would be a delicious hot dog, but that egg is the egg that you have to put on the hot dog to make it a delicious hot dog that makes you able to win any fight but I feel like I could win a million fights in a row right now and have you talked to that girl over there, as she seems to be quite nice, nicer than a lot of the people we've met lately, and that's saying a lot, and speaking of saying a lot, you're not saying a lot at all, you should really say some more stuff, I want to say some more stuff, hey, where did you get that egg, and shouldn't we be getting delicious hot dogs right now, I could sure go for a delicious hot dog, it almost seems like the best thing in the world right now would be a delicious hot dog, but that egg is the egg that you have to put on the hot dog to make it a delicious hot dog that makes you able to win any fight but I feel like I could win a million fights in a row right now and have you talked to that girl over there, as she seems to be quite nice, nicer than a lot of the people we've met lately, and....." He continued to chatter incessantly as he followed Kirby out the door and back into the streets, paying no attention at all to the gigantic building that literally had popped up out of nowhere. (restricted) |
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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I trust Squeakyreaper. None of you should trust me. |
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Nick, that pub, while it does promote drinking among college students, is the greatest pub ever. |
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Squeaky is innocent. |
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Grey: "Close...."
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He backed up a few steps as the thread's walls began to implode upon themselves... "Me....." There was a glow in his hands as he brought them together... "Ha...." They surged with energy now, glowing a deep green color. "Me...." At last, he let loose the rage of 1000 mods, raining the dawn down upon the fearful interloper! "HA!" He pushed his hands forward, and with nary an explosion to recognize his efforts, the thread slammed shut. "Haha." (restricted) |
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Grey: "You know, that's an excellent idea!"
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Grey dashed back into the Glitz Pit building, and proceeded to bump directly into Sig just as the gold-shelled Koopa stomped out of the bathroom. A hoax, was all... "Hey there Sig, how are you doing, I am fine, and I'm about to go into the Pit to fight like a hundred or so battles before I pass out from exhaustion off of this amazing high that I'm getting on that there Super Punch in the drink bar, I'd suggest you give it a try, it's really good, like one of those Kelo Kelo Koras that are out there, you can get a nice kick with those but I hear they're actually just frog urine distilled with sugar which is definitely a lie because it doesn't taste like frog urine not that I'd know what frog urine tastes like because I've never drank it!" Sig just kind of backed up a few feet, and Grey continued to ramble. He rambled all the way into the Locker Room, punched a few buttons on the console, and rambled back into the arena, all of which was done at a rather fast speed. Indeed, it was almost as if the arena was expecting him. Sig didn't move, and instead just stood there, blinking dumbfoundedly.
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Grey: "Awful quick, awful agile? More like just awful."
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Timer: 0:00:00 Grey grinned like a man empowered as his comrades shuffled into the arena. The bell rang, there was a bright flash of green light, and several seconds after Grey disappeared, leaving a few blurs here and there around the arena, Bandy Andy and his comrades lay on the floormats of the arena, covered in black soot and bits of ice, now shattered into pieces on the flooring around them. Grey reappeared in front of his foes and comrades. This time, it wasn't an illusion. Timer: 0:05:39 "See what I mean? Awful." But wait, there's more... Barring the fact that it only took him 5.39 seconds to defeat his foes, a breakdown of Grey's moves should be taken into account, especially considering his nerves in previous fights. The answer, of course, lies within the Super Punch Grey drank only minutes before beating the asses of the four unfortunates that lay before him. Its combination of natural supplemental energies with one hell of a lot of sugar gave Grey what is essentially the ultimate sugar rush. When under the influence of sugar, a man with the mind of a child is much more apt to do foolish, or in many cases courageous, things. As such, it should be no surprise that Grey was able to dispatch his foes so easily. And now, for the play-by-play, slowed down to approximately 1/16th speed. Bell: "Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggggg!" Timer: 0:00:00 Grey dashed forward, a green light surrounding his entire body as he filled himself with psychic energies. Bandy Andy and his crew began the long, agonizingly slow process of blinking. Grey leaped into the air, holding his hands in front of him as they glowed red with the jets of flame that erupted from their fingertips! Timer: 0:00:51 Grey: "PKFireAlphaPKFireAlphaPKFireAlphaPKFireAlpha!!!" Spamming a low-powered version of the burning flames, Grey blasted his foes with four separate attacks, one for each of them. They cooked for a half-second more, as Grey landed behind him, and held his hands in a gun-like shape, pointing at each of them in turn and launching a blast of freezing air at each of the burning targets! Timer: 0:01:24 "PKFreezeBetaPKFreezeBetaPKFreezeBetaPKFreezeBeta!!!" The blasts stopped Bandy Andy and his crew mid-blink, freezing them in blocks of ice, which he proceeded to break into pieces. He held out his hand... Timer: 0:02:33 ...And the baseball bat appeared clenched in his fist, which he brought behind him in preparation. He dashed forward and around Bandy Andy's foursome, moving again across their formation in a straight line, slamming each block of ice with his bat as he passed, and releasing a smashing piledriver of a hit that cracked and shattered the frozen cases in one blow. Timer: 0:03:15 Grey skidded to a halt in front of the four, and the Star Stone popped out of his vest and into his hand, which punched the floormats of the arena in a dramatic, cinematic manner that no mortal man was sure to see with his eyes. An Earth Tremor was released without a word from Grey, knocking Bandy Andy's team into the air roughly. Grey focused his mind... Timer: 0:03:81 There was a bright glow of green light, like a flashing beacon of pure psychic energy. This was sure to tire Grey out, or at least balance out that high that he was still on. If pressure builds, the only way to be safe is to release it, after all. The light glowed from his very core, his brain surging as blood and neurochemicals interacted to produce an overwhelming degree of psychic force. At best, it was a fraction of what he could truly accomplish, but even the greatest sugar high would fail to unlock the ultimate potential of the human mind. The words of Amarao echoed in his head for an instant... "The brain constantly demands fructose..." ....So sickeningly sweet, the Punch was. The light faded for a moment. Grey's body became, for just an instant, a conduit of mental force. He extended his arms outward, and the glow at his core transfered to the palms of his hands... Grey: "PK Rockin...." The force released itself. Grey barely needed to control it now, it would curve upward and out of the arena in a brilliant rainbow of colors, maddening in their extremity and a fearsome sight for even the bravest men to lay eyes upon. "...BETA!!!" A multitude of sparking rays of light flew at The Hand-It-Overs, followed swiftly by two waves of semicircular light that knocked them, while still in the air, back to the floormats. There was, of course, a small explosion, but would it be truly necessary for what was essentially an attack straight at the mind? Nay. Timer: 0:05:39. Bell: "Ding Ding Ding Ding!" Grey: "See what I mean? Awful." He strode out of the arena, and there wasn't a whisper or gasp among the crowd as he did so. He passed Sig, who had witnessed the entire event. His jaw hung open, his shades lopsided on his face. Still, he didn't move. Grey straightened, his rush balanced, for the time being. One thing was for sure... ...He had to get himself some more of that Punch.
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Originally posted by NSNick He may not, but I do. I call it the Epilepsy Device!
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Snake actually doesn't really seem all that realistic. Nintendo had an issue with Snake using guns in the game, so rather than use guns he uses a combination of CQC combat and explosives. I have a feeling he'll have a multitude of attacks like Link's bomb, Sheik's explosion dodge, and Samus' bomb.
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Black Mage will never be in SSB. Ever. Paula, Jeff, or Poo, however, are another story. The same would apply to Dedede. I could see him as being some kind of freakish combination of Bowser and Kirby...
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Of course you are. Riku. There can't be death without the third mafia member. |
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Grey: "Come on, five, five, five...."
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He prays as he ambles over to Square 5.
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Johnathan approached quizzically.
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Johnathan: "How about farmhands? We are fairly harmless, and to our credit, we can defend ourselves if need be. It is the way of the farmhand, after all. When the time for battle is past, swords become plowshares again." He pointed to JD, Keone, and Mihoshi... "They may be bounty hunters and mercenaries, but I and my compatriot have no formal association with them. Also, I am able to do this:" He raised his hand into the air, and gathered vapor from the dry atmosphere around him, focusing it into a block of ice that rested in his hands, and began to melt. "If need be, I can provide you with enough water to survive until we find the source of your problem."
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Johnathan: "You are correct... It is not as though I can simply conjure up some water for everyone, can I? However, it may serve as a temporary solution, if anything at all."
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He stared the businessman down apprehensively. The last thing he wanted was for his... 'abilities' to be abused. "I might have been. If I was, does it affect your professional relationship with a man like me?" (edited by Grey on 06-30-06 12:59 AM)
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[12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6337 days Last view: 6337 days
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Johnathan: "I..."
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He was completely stunned. Had his powers done that much damage to the localized area? With the vast expanses of open desert, one would think a rainstorm would be easier to deal with and adapt to, considering the rains of the desert came very rarely, and came in force at that. Still, he had used his abilities out of line... And now Outset was going to have to pay THAT much? Insane! He desperately implored the businessman, trying to catch him before he boarded the train... "W-wait! Is there nothing that can be done to mitigate this? One hundred thousand Rupees is far more than Outset can afford! What if..." He got a wild idea, that sounded crazy in the face of the current situation, but just crazy enough to work... "What if we were able to solve the problem of the water being poisoned? Would not that reverse any kind of climatory damage done by my storm? The damages themselves would be outweighed by the good that our efforts accomplished!" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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