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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 11 2011, 02:39 AM Post #4351 |
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Soldier of Their Fortune
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Aronai scoffed, "I don't believe you. Say good-bye." Click. The man eyed his object. Click, click. Nothing. "Stupid piece of crap!" He tossed the button device onto the ground and stomped on it. Astounding, the destroyer of Geene equaled a brat. "Not my day. Fine." Devolver grinned and stepped over to the device itself. "Don't shoot, you might detonate the weapon." His index finger swung at Allen. While the man knelt to the device, a familiar face peeked over the opposite side. What was Chess doing here? If Allen distracted Aronai, then whatever Chess had in mind might succeed. Then again, maybe Chess needed no help. |
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| The Enemy | Aug 11 2011, 09:45 PM Post #4352 |
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"Tsk tsk, are you -really- going to kill yourself? After how hard you have worked?" Allen said, trying his best to keep his cool- and distract Devolver. |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 15 2011, 02:16 AM Post #4353 |
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Aronai cackled with pride, "What kind of idiot do you make me for?" His hands tapped the console laxly, while the fingers crinkled excitedly. "One more button until Hadred falls. Yet another world falls to the Sophen." As his words traversed the room, happiness and joy crawled over his skin. "How many people have suffered at my hands? I don't know. I can't wait to demolish the next world. Good-bye!" Palm swung downward. Smack! Skin whacked the rock floor. "Wh-what!?" To surprise, the device hovered several feet over the ground; moreover, Chess stepped forward nearly touching Devolver's face with his own. Boo. Fire dashed forward, latching on to the human. Following the pattern, a large object dropped onto the vile man. Blood splatter and bone crunch. Now that the other arrival slowed down, Allen caught a good glimpse. The "mistress" who attacked the Troll village turned to him. A recollection showed that, sometime ago, she promised to aid Wish and Allen in the future. Apparently, Chess decided to take part. Mistress addressed sternly, "He will not die so easily. But, we will remove this disgusting weapon for eternity. You destroy Aronai utterly. He doesn't even deserve the remains for a burial!" Her words ended there. Next, she rammed the rear wall, and, interestingly, the wall tumbled and collapsed. Amazing. Chess hopped onto her back and carried (via telekinesis) the weapon with him. Moments later, they were gone. A returning look shoved stark facts into Allen's mind. The flattened corpse of Aronai began to shift into black. Eventually, these pieces shifted black, shambled into one chunk, and grew bloodshot eyes and broken arms. A wispy, broken, and hateful voice marched out. "I am... tired of your kind. You will all... die." Without warning, Allen lost grasp of the ground and smashed into one wall. "You will be dust when I finish with you." Edited by Trinity-Dragon, Aug 15 2011, 05:20 PM.
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| The Enemy | Aug 15 2011, 05:30 PM Post #4354 |
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TANK NUT
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Allen gave a groan, before trying to fire his rifle at the slowly-reforming mass- this time it was fireballs, instead of a high velocity bullet. |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 15 2011, 07:57 PM Post #4355 |
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The round propelled forward uninhibited and blasted through Aronai completely; unfortunately, the damage was minor. Aronai complained loudly. "Fire! Always fire!" Still, the injury repaired quickly. Devolver seemed to focus on Allen; however, nothing occurred. "The... hell?" Afterwards, his telekinesis shoved Allen into the wall again, but the rifle stayed in hand.
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 12:14 AM Post #4356 |
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TANK NUT
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Allen grunted again as he was thrown into the wall again- before shooting another round at Devolver- but retreating towards the train. Perhaps the cannon could take him out?
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 01:16 AM Post #4357 |
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The flame attack struck, resulting in a similar injury; however, this barely halted Aronai. "I don't... think so!" Allen's break for the entrance ended suddenly, for he flung backwards. His back absorbed the landing, albeit painfully. "Torture..." Devolver drifted towards the Leison. "I will make enjoyment... from... ending your life!" Sudden silence drove into the "conversation." The ground-touching staff lifted off the ground. A dull glow radiated from the jewel. "No. Stop..." Tables twisted in another direction, and fear smacked Aronai in the face. The floating weapon moved to Allen. A distinct voice--disgusted--rolled into his ears. "Shoot him." Edited by Trinity-Dragon, Aug 16 2011, 01:17 AM.
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 01:24 AM Post #4358 |
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TANK NUT
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"I-if you say so. . ." Allen was seemingly immune to the weird by now, as he slowly stood, and shot at Devolver again, feeling pain all over from the repeated throwing. |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 01:48 AM Post #4359 |
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The flaming bullet whizzed forward. Aronai made no attempt to avoid the shot. His mistake. The round ripped a gaping hole through the black creature. "Grrahh!" One of his broken arms reached for the wound--tensed. "Nightmare. What... want you?!" What kind of nonsense did Aronai spill? Whatever the kind... he deserved death. Fire again? |
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 01:51 AM Post #4360 |
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Allen heard a small call. . . and he realized, that it was a clean line of sight from the rear car of the train, to Devolver. . . so he moved to the side. Just in time for a three inch cannon shell plow into Aronai's form, thankfully a simple solid shot round. That didn't stop it from kicking up bits of stone, enough to cut allen in quite a few places, though. |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 02:11 AM Post #4361 |
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Devolver could not move away from the shot. BOOM! The sound hit rammed the black monster into a nearby wall. White and purple ooze splattered against the wall, and a mangled (and leaking) Aronai dropped to the ground in pain. Still, this monster persisted. "I hate you..." His voice zinged with more anger. "Go... to hell!" Carol quickly lifted off the ground. Afterward, this unconscious youth flung directly into Allen; however, upon impact, neither of the two moved anywhere. Instead, Carol gently landed at the Leison's feet. The staff seemed to protect them. Aronai, realizing that distance attacks would not work, dashed at Allen. Perceivable blood gushed out from his wounds along the way. |
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 02:21 AM Post #4362 |
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Allen ducked to the side, dodging Aronai- well, dodging him until he swung his rifle like a bat by the stock, hoping to just drag the sharp front sight along him with the hit as well. Fuck, why won't he just DIE! |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 02:43 AM Post #4363 |
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The sight collided with the barely physical form of Aronai. "Die. Die." While tearing some of his form, the strike barely had any affect, so he whipped his arm towards Allen. The staff, however, moved in the way. Upon contact, a nasty searing sound flowed through the room. "Gahhh!" The monster reeled in pain. His hand started to melted and drip away; therefore, Allen had time for another attack.
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 02:46 AM Post #4364 |
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This gave him just enough time to stick it up to Aronai's head and pull the trigger. |
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Crazy is relative Insanity is the spice of life You may not be interested in war, but war is interested in YOU! I mean, hell, if we went back in time with a briefcase nuke and just glassed a section of the desert we'd be worshipped as omnipotent world destroyers a couple thousand years later. | |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 02:54 AM Post #4365 |
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The bullet went fully through and continued on. More "blood" rushed out from the injury; nonetheless, Aronai yet lived. Using his sustained hand, he latched on Allen's neck, tightening his grip. The staff objected, running itself through Devolver's arm. This limb melted away. A whimpering shriek loosed in the large room. Mortal wound after wound, but the black monster persisted. "I... won't lose!" Despite the show of pride, he could barely move around. |
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 02:57 AM Post #4366 |
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Allen's adrenaline surged. . . And he started to hit Aronai with the gun. Again, and again, and again, trying to just beat him into submission, not caring if it broke his gun. "JUST DIE WILL YOU." |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 07:04 PM Post #4367 |
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The rifle successfully impacted Devolver every time. Her consecutive hit pounded the black beast further. At the last hit, however, the rifle gained a strange energy, which flowed out of Allen himself. All the power wrenched into the dark wretch. "Ahhhh!!!" Aronai shrieked loudly. The monster burned up; every fiber of him decayed into misery. A torturous death befitted such a disgusting thing. He deserved no right as a living person, for his deeds shredded thousands of lives. Burn. The end finally arrived for the war. Aronai's last piece blew away into ash. Nearby, the staff radiated brightly... and then exploded into light. The sparkles launched in every direction, passing through even physical objects. As the shinning pieces contacted Allen, strength and healing wrapped around him. |
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 07:09 PM Post #4368 |
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Allen stumbled a little, looking around a little before heading back towards the train. Wish. . . With carol slung over his back. Edited by The Enemy, Aug 16 2011, 07:17 PM.
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 07:28 PM Post #4369 |
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When he returned to the entryway, he found Wish standing up. She shook her head groggily and looked over to Allen. "Did we win?" Her body shifted around limberly, for those particles energized her; in fact, Elm and Ureshai showed no injuries either. Did those two have wing and head wounds, respectively? |
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 07:29 PM Post #4370 |
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"Y-yeah, we won." Allen says slowly, putting Carol down gently, before hugging Wish tightly, happy that he didn't lose her in all of this fighting. "Its. . . over." |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 07:37 PM Post #4371 |
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Wish returned the embrace with her own powerful grip. "That's... wonderful!" While Allen held onto his wife, he noticed something particular about his locomotive. The tender sat behind the engine and connected to the coach. The wood supply had been completely replenished. A miracle? |
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 07:39 PM Post #4372 |
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"Lets. . . lets just get out of here." he says happily, thinking the tender being intact and full of fuel again was some sort of minor miricale. . . like the wounds being healed, too, as he headed up to the cab, starting to stoke it again. |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 07:45 PM Post #4373 |
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"Okay." Wish loosed Allen and retrieved Elm. "Uh..." Looking at Ureshai, she spoke inquisitively, "I have two question. How are we going to move Ureshai? And... where is my staff?" She showed some worry. "Did Aronai actually make it work? In that case... how did you win?" Questions flowed out of her mouth at a rapid pace. |
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 07:46 PM Post #4374 |
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"The staff is gone. . . but Aronai couldn't use it." he says slowly, still panting a little. |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 16 2011, 07:51 PM Post #4375 |
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Wish stared at him blankly, handing out silence. After several unfortunate seconds, upset words jumped off her lips. "What happened exactly?" Clearly, she wanted her weapon back. |
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| The Enemy | Aug 16 2011, 07:53 PM Post #4376 |
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"It just. . . blew up in a big ball of light, spreading healing everywhere. Fixing the engine, fixing Ureshai and Elm, that sort of thing." Allen said sheepishly, still stoking the fire, to get the train going again. |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 17 2011, 07:35 PM Post #4377 |
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"What?" Extreme disappointment struck Wish. "Oh... okay. Well, I guess that's fine..." Over the next few minutes, she returned Elm and Carol to the train and stopped at Ureshai. "You never answer my other question. How will we truck Ureshai out of here?" |
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| The Enemy | Aug 19 2011, 02:42 AM Post #4378 |
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"I can just lift him onto the turret flat after the engines warmed up." Allen shrugs, Friday having made his way into the coach. |
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| Trinity-Dragon | Aug 19 2011, 02:49 AM Post #4379 |
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"I guess, he'll fit..." Wish nodded and moved over to the train. "So... the staff made a new tender?" Her eyes let out a daze. "How is that possible?" |
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| The Enemy | Aug 19 2011, 02:50 AM Post #4380 |
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"Maybe it. . undid the evil of Aronai? I have no real idea." Allen says tiredly. |
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