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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 3:03 am
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Slim bites into her lip roughly as Blop begins to seep into her body, paralyzing her with shock and pain for the first moment since her transformation. She claws at her shoulder to no avail, trying to rip the gelatinous creature from her wound.
"You vile little creature," she hisses at Blop, her eyes narrowing venomously. "Perhaps I underestimated my master's hold on you... But you are not my better."
The inky black aura surrounding her begins to throb and writhe agitatedly. "And you do not want to be in here... You have no idea what's in here."
Even as she finishes saying this, Blop's squeels of pain can be heard rising from within her. It leaks out of her shoulder and oozes down her arm, seemingly lifeless, its cartoony face contorted. She shakes it off her arm with contempt, stepping on it with a high-heeled foot, an unsettling smirk of satisfaction on her face. With Blop gone, the gash in her shoulder begins to bleed once more, though the flow is oddly less significant than it should be.
Looking up at Undakai, her crimson eyes cold and disturbing, she says, "Just you and me now, Master."
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 10:09 am
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Pisces' excited expression faded to blank as he watched Saverio turn and walk inside the lobby of UndaCorp. "Pity," he scoffed. "Seems to me the coward isn't the one on the roof, but the one walking through those doors. Only a fool would... ah, no matter." He turned back to Roland, who still had his gun drawn. "If you care to put that to good use, there's something amiss behind those doors that I think we could both benefit from." With a gesture behind him Pisces narrows his eyes, his lip curling back into a grin.
Then, as if stricken by a rock, his gleeful expression vanished. In it's place was one of terror and affliction. "Roland!" he cried out in sudden anguish. "I'm TETHERED to this place..." His voice cracked with frustration. "Doomed forever to wander its halls in search of something greater! My soul feels bound somehow to the massive presence within that lobby, and I think it has something to do with that dark figure fighting Slim." He thrust a finger out, aiming through the glass at the fiercely dueling pair.
"Him... He's... there's something not right about him. He seems so disgustingly inhuman and powerful. I have a feeling he's the backbone of this place and... I want to see him dead." Pisces turned dark eyes up to look at Roland. "That idiot Saverio doesn't understand the magnitude of the situation... He doesn't seem to get it. It's like he ENJOYS losing time after humiliating time."
Pisces nodded and smirked. "You seem to have at least half a brain on those shoulders. I think you might be able to help me."
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 10:19 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 2:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 2:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 2:38 pm
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"The foundation is shaking, as we speak. You can see that, gunslinger," Pisces huffed. "My plan is to provide... the leverage Slim needs to shake that foundation to it's breaking point." With a swift, liquid motion, Pisces thrust his hand into a pocket of his vest and pulled out the vial of silvery liquid. Uncapping the vial carefully, he poured the fluid in his hand, grinning up at Roland with a wry smile. "I'm not all steam and rain, ya know..."
With a crack, Pisces clapped his hands together enclosing the liquid between them. Then, like an artist at work, he stretched the liquid out to form a long, thin bar-like shape. With one final motion, he swung the silvery bar over his head, causing the liquid to distort into a shining, tapered lance, decorated at either end ornate blue gems. The heads gleamed in the sunlight.
Pisces chuckled, resting the lance on his shoulder and looking up at it as if admiring his work. He looked back to Roland, "Now then... what say you to a bit of... party crashing, hm?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 7:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 7:41 pm
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Pisces nodded, turned, and pushed his way through the door, pausing to hold it cordially for his companion. His eyes darted around the room, landing quickly on Slim and Undakai, who still had their eyes locked on each other, dark auras swirling around either body. "Looks like she got him warmed up for us. The left's my better side, so I'll take his right... you have his left, Roland..." Time to put my own fate to the test... better late than never, right?
Pisces lifted the gleaming lance, which shone a silvery blue in the bright overhead fluorescent lighting, and twirled it easily in his hands, narrowing his eyes at his target. Then, lowering his voice to a barely audible whisper, he hissed to Roland, "On my mark, gunslinger..." Every muscle tensed with anticipation, waiting for his brain to signal the 'okay'. He gripped the lance tightly, focusing his thoughts into a subdued hush.
Time stood might as well have stood still for him at that moment, awaiting his approval... He held the staff of the lance close to his lips and whispered a soft, cooing command, "Sing for me, Mizuakki." In response, the weapon issued a subtle hiss and glowed faintly.
Looking to Roland, Pisces nodded and grinned. "Mark," came a simple hushed command.
His muscles exploded as he launched himself toward Undakai, the lance held back in a preemptive charge. Steam flowed freely from his back as he surged forward, his face resolute with neither anger nor fear, but focus. "See if you can keep up, gunslinger!" he called as he rushed forward.
As he neared the place where Undakai stood, Pisces condensed his stance, leaning over a bit to make his body a smaller target. Then, he hefted the lance high above his head, and brought it down hard and fast, aiming for Undakai's neck.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 8:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 8:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 8:31 pm
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"It seems that our sentiment isn't shared by everyone, Saverio," Tsuji sighs as the duo rushes in to interrupt the fight and Saverio unleashes his first volley, "and I don't mind if I do."
Calmly and without wasted movement, he pulls the photo of Undakai from his pocket, the emotion it carries from its original owner still strong in it, and he lets it fall. Quickly, but not hurriedly, he twirls his cane in his right hand and drives the tip into the photo to the ground, the contact releasing a strong burst of energy directed towards Pisces, the floor rippling and splitting slightly as progresses. His other hand drawing one of his guns from its hiding place beneath his coat and swings it around towards Roland.
The gun is one of a pair of 1911s, this one being brightly nickel-plated with a white pearl grip. In an even tone and tempo he declares, "I swear by my gun Comedy that if you continue this interruption, my entertainment this evening will, instead, be gotten from your deaths."
((I don't understand this action "before he lunged, sword poised to attack." If you lunged, then the attack has been carried out...))
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 10:11 am
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((You can lunge at someone but not swing your sword. The lunge is the motion whereas the swing of the sword is the actual attack. True, lunging CAN be construed as an attack, but I think in this situation Roland meant the former.))
The bullets tore through his flesh like supersonic knives, pushing their way completely through his body before stopping abruptly and falling to the ground, halted by Undakai's powerful aura. The surge of pain exploded through his body just as the shock wave of the energy blast from Tsuji's attack sucked him off of his feet, cutting the lance's attack just short of impact. Pisces fell to the ground with a groan, wincing as steam issued from the bullet wounds. "Dammit!" he yelled through gritted teeth as his wounds began to bleed water.
Eyes narrowed in discomfort, Pisces shot to his feet, spinning around to face the interruption. "Aww... That's no fun, now, stopping me like that. By such unnecessary means too. After all, if you wanted to play, you could've just SAID so!" Pisces roared the last to words as he leaped in the air, propelled by steam jets issuing from his hands and feet. He charged toward Tsuji and Saverio, his lance tucked neatly under his left arm. "If you want to take out some trash, you can start by cleaning up that attitude!" Pisces called out as he neared the pair.
Landing deftly on his feet, Pisces swung his lance forward, sending a billowing cloud of superheated steam towards the two men, gritting his teeth in agitation. "You want to talk about cowards? Are you not intelligent enough to realize the cowardice of shooting a man in the back? Or perhaps your judgment is clouded by ignorance!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 1:53 pm
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(( xp I worded that rather crappy. What I meant to say was "He lunged with his sword poised for attack" Meaning he lunged toward them without actually swinging his sword, but had it ready in case he needed to parry or found the opportune moment to attack.))
Roland felt one of the bullets tear into his left shoulder, and felt another one graze his left hip. He fell to his knees, momentarily blinded by pain. He then struggled to his feet, saying to himself "Why me? Why do I have to be the unlucky one who seems to take the most damage from bullets?" Once he was standing, he froze time and walked over to the other two, and when he released his control he was standing behind Saverio. He glared at him before he said "a grease spot it is, then" before butting him hard in the back of the head with the pommel of his blade.
He then turned to the other man and said "Entertainment, huh? Foolish... now is the perfect opportunity to push this corporation to it's breaking point, and all you're after is 'entertainment?' I see something wrong with that..." With that, he drew his weapon. "Whatever though. So be it..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 2:24 pm
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