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| The Baka-Slash-Chibi13 Nostalgia line continues! |
| Are you sure this isn't just because you've run out of new ideas? (Nope. :3 Just mixing in the golden oldies with the new and true.) |
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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 9:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 10:14 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 10:16 pm
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 Sumina dropped Sam a few feet from the fog bank as Sumina flew straight through it. She used her barrier to protect herself as she flew through the group of soldiers. They bounced off her invisible barrier and impacted with the walls hard enough to dent them. The soldiers that is.
Sumina didn't stop to wait for the cat girl, she was just useless baggage. Sumina arrived at Cell 13 and looked at the locked door. She sighed when the door started to buckle and moved a foot to the side so the door wouldn't hit her. She smirked at David, speaking into his mind, but only he would hear her. She had shut her mind off from everyone else. She didn't want to hear their useless chatter. 'Look what the bear dragged in.' She said then turned her music up louder, only to notice that is wasn't playing anymore. Or rather it was, but nothing made a sound at the moment. She sighed, lovely.
 Larusa had passed on the map to the others and groaned when Masika said Arya wasn't in Cell 14. 'Tesla, was there any data on the main frame that suggested that she was in another room of the facility?' She asked, looking down at the rabbits in her lap, but no telling them the news.
 Arya looked up when she heard commotion outside the lab doors. They had blindfolded her, but she could still see the souls through it. They were running around frantically. She could faintly hear them talking about how the main facility was being attacked. She smiled slightly. Maybe they were her friends here to rescue her. She hoped it was them. She saw an all to familiar soul standing in front of the door. Guarding her. The 'perfect' doll, the scientists had called it. Arya hoped they were ready for a fight if they found her.
((I'm gonna say Arya is out of Angel's range. She's in a different facility))
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Toad leapt out of the chain's path at high speeds of his own, his long stretching out and wrapping around the chain. He landed and pulled on the chain, throwing Vincent over Toad's shoulder.
Pyro sent another ball of fire at Deadpool, saying something, but it not being heard by anyone. He started laughing too. What ever remark he had commented wouldn't be heard by his intended audience.
Angel hovered in the sky, watching the battle. He would wait until a worthy opponent appeared before attacking.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 10:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 10:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:39 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:46 pm
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 ◦▹❊*◦▹❊*◦▹Sam Summerfall▹◦*❊▹◦*❊▹◦
aka Redemption
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Sing to me of lovely things. Of butterflies and angel wings. . .
Sam kept still as Sumina lifted her to the air. With a begrudging thanks to Larusa for the telepathic gift, Sam went off with the telepath in search of their comrade. She even managed to not be a burden during the initial rush. However her patience was quickly severed when the girl dropped her in favor of continuing on without her. With a steadying sigh, she set out on foot to meet up with the others.
Getting separated was not worrisome to her at the moment. She could hear all the conversations between her teammates. Setting out at surprising speeds, Sam made her way closer to the location of the cells. Along the way, she easily dispatched the guards that appeared in her path, throwing feather shaped darts at their weak points. The darts shimmered a light pink then the bodies dropped to the ground without a sound. Retrieving the darts, she would move on.
. . . Then grab my hand and hold me close. Save me from this earthly dose.
Zeda "Dragon" Smith
All that matters in life is survival. . .
Zeda felt almost frenzied as she joined Deadpool in the heat of the fight. Her body covered in scales almost instantly, her hair turning into many spiked horns and claws sprouting from her hands. She made quick work of the humans in the area, dodging bullets when possible, taking the hits like they were nothing when not.
She kept close to Deadpool for the most part. Mostly because he seemed to know where the fun was and she was only there for that. She laughed heatedly when she severed limbs, tore off heads and impaled torsos with her horns. Overall, it was a good hunt. A little easy, perhaps, but still good.
Then she saw the robots, and her blood raced slightly.
"Now there's a challenge," she awed, her tongue flicking out to taste their fake scent. They tasted like dust and old meat. Without further ado, she quickly found one that spewed fire and dove on his back. Fire had no effect on her scaled body. Her acidic spit spilled from her lips as she latched onto the metal of his shoulder. It sizzled as it ate into the metal there.
. . . But crushing the weak is nice too.
(Merry belated Christmas everybody! I sympathize with ya baka-chan. My glasses broke on the 21st and my car died Christmas eve. *sigh* Such is life) |
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 12:27 am
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◦▹❊*◦▹❊*◦▹Sam Summerfall▹◦*❊▹◦*❊▹◦
aka Redemption
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Sing to me of lovely things. Of butterflies and angel wings. . .
From what she gathered of the area, Sam had gotten diverted somehow. The guards were getting thicker and it was harder for her to take them out without alerting the others. In the end she was pinned in a small room to the side, guards wandering just outside. Hearing the others in her head all the time, Sam knew that they had found David. Her heart lightened, but she knew they were only half done. Arya was still somewhere in all this mess.
With her ear pressed to the door, she waited patiently for the guards to move on. Then, silently as she could, she crept out again and down the hall. Rounding the corner, she came across a group of guards, at least five in number. Her eyes widening as their guns began to raise, she dropped to a crouch, her palms flat to the ground.
Although there was no sound, no doubt the doing of their fair Angel she thought, the ground began to shake making everything in the room vibrate. While it offset their balance, she took the opening to throw out darts to each of them. Each met their mark, then they fell one by one leaving a trail of shimmery durst behind them. The trembling abruptly stopped the moment her hands left the ground. She quickly retrieved the darts and made her way to the end of the hallway. With this many bad guys, she must be getting closer to someplace they didn't want her to be.
. . . Then grab my hand and hold me close. Save me from this earthly dose.
Zeda "Dragon" Smith
All that matters in life is survival. . .
The heat was intense, but it did nothing more than char the scales that protected her skin. She closed her eyes against his assault, but the heat managed to break the thin barrier of her eyelids, drying out the sockets almost instantly. With a fierce but silent growl, she tore a massive chunk from the shoulder that she had been gnawing on. It was an irritating wound, but it took merely seconds for them to heal again.
Her claws tore deep rivets along his chest and opposite shoulder, but they made it so she could keep her grip on him and not so easily be thrown. Spitting out the offending machinery, she inserted a large glob of spit in the wound for good measure before using her horns to impale him from behind.
. . . But crushing the weak is nice too.
(haha, talk about jump starting the rp after a holiday. lol Glad to have everyone back. ^'^)
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 7:17 am
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 Vincent Michaels - Chaos Vincent smirked slightly as he twisted in midair before he vanished in a gust of flames an instant before he reappeared, blasting up underneath Toad's android form with a brutal uppercut, though his form had fully shifted into Hanzo's in mid teleport. He jerked off the mask, revealing the skull beneath before he exhaled a blast of golden red flames at Toad's airborne form. He quickly replaced the mask as he reverted his form to normal before he hurled first one glowing green tomahawk at Angel's android form, then a second in rapid succession. He aimed at Angel's wings, fairly sure that Angel would try to deflect them either with his arms, hands, or the tops/backs of his wings. A faint smirk flickered over Chaos' face as he had done something very unorthodox with the tomahawks, adding a touch of Hanzo's explosive fire energy. The hellfire energy, when compressed, tended to become very explosive much like the former mutant Gambit's kinetic charges. OOC - Please do NOT ignore my posts.... it is one of the few things in roleplaying that truly pisses me off and makes me decide to quit a certain roleplay.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 1:10 pm
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