NationStates Jolt Archive

*The golem walked to the edge of the forest taking a breather from the heat.*

Oh where, oh where is he? I want's it, he has let me down.

*Heads out to the lava field separating the club from the forest.....cackling*

I'll find him and then he's mine.

*purple energy flowed like electricity around the figure.*

*From the shadows of the room, 2 skeletal marionettes rose to life..*
all right, joker! the games are over!
*closes his eyes, and the two puppets disappear in a firey vortex*
'gimme your best!

relaxation eh?
*makes out with boyfriend behind bar*
im relaxed,
oh, and id like a hotel room
:D :fluffle:

relaxation eh?
*makes out with boyfriend behind bar*
im relaxed,
oh, and id like a hotel room
:D :fluffle:
ooc:
??????

all right, joker! the games are over!
*closes his eyes, and the two puppets disappear in a firey vortex*
'gimme your best!
OOC: No godmode there... :rolleyes:

IC:
*From another corner, two more of the bladed skeletons rose, and seemed to soar into the light as if pulled forward by suspension strings.*

OOC: No godmode there... :rolleyes:

IC:
*From another corner, two more of the bladed skeletons rose, and seemed to soar into the light as if pulled forward by suspension strings.*
*eyes red with bloodlust, he draws his kukri and follows them into the rafters*

OOC: No godmode there... :rolleyes:

IC:
*From another corner, two more of the bladed skeletons rose, and seemed to soar into the light as if pulled forward by suspension strings.*
OOC: godmode? :confused:

OOC: Here's a quick description for those of you who were absent last time I used these things. Their clothes resemble old french noblemen, with wide brimmed hats and ruffled collars. The chest is covered by an old armor chest piece (almost like a vest) in French style. The arms end not in hands, but in large fan-shaped blades. If you have ever played Devil May Cry, I shamelessly stole the concept for these characters from that game.

OOC: godmode? :confused:
OOC: You don't know what godmodding is?

IC:
*The marionettes slashed out at the follower, then came to rest on the ground, standing of their own accord.*

OOC: You don't know what godmodding is?

IC:
*The marionettes slashed out at the follower, then came to rest on the ground, standing of their own accord.*
OOC: i know what it is, just wondering why you said that/what you were referring to.

*the golem reaches the club and puts its hands against the wall. The energy leaves the golem and starts flowing into the wall, leaving behind a pile of rocks*

Where is he?

OOC: i know what it is, just wondering why you said that.
OOC: You don't think the instant-kill of a character is a godmode? They're kinda fragile, so I went along with it, but it's not cool to take out someone's toys with one move like that. And without permission.

*a shot rings out from the darkness snapping one skeletons spine in half*
i'm here to help

OOC: You don't think the instant-kill of a character is a godmode? They're kinda fragile, so I went along with it, but it's not cool to take out someone's toys with one move like that. And without permission.
OOC: i see.

OOC: You don't know what godmodding is?

IC:
*The marionettes slashed out at the follower, then came to rest on the ground, standing of their own accord.*
*blocks the first, but is caught by the second*
aarrrggh!!!
*jumps and lands beside the second, neatly separating the skull from its spine*

*a shot figs out from the darkness snapping one skeletons spine in half*
i'm here to help
*The torso of the first skeleton fell to the ground, crawling forward slowly by digging the edges of its blades into the ground. The legs quickly disintegrated into dust. The second skeleton lunged at RA, slashing.*

*blocks the first, but is caught by the second*
aarrrggh!!!
*jumps and lands beside the second, neatly separating the skull from its spine*
OOC: See above.

*The first skeleton lost it's head. The second was out of range from a secondary target. As the first skeleton disintegrated completely, three more emerged.*

*The torso of the first skeleton fell to the ground, crawling forward slowly by digging the edges of its blades into the ground. The legs quickly disintegrated into dust. The second skeleton lunged at RA, slashing.*

*dodges the slash, takes out a five-seven and emties all 20 rounds all over it's body, then kicks it*

Oh, god...

*goes behind the bar, to pick up the chronoscepter he forgot to take home just before Fen's disappearance*

OOC: I gotta run to the store real quick. Just assume more keep coming every time you kill one. (and in my absense, feel free to control them for a less one-sided fight.) Back soon.

*pulls out his machete and starts fighting with the skeletons, slahing the min half and through the spine*
this is gonna take a while

ooc: RA, TPE, Gael I TG'd you.

*encircles himself and ten of the skeletons in fire, and starts the butchery while waiting for their master to arrive*

ooc: RA, TPE, Gael I TG'd you.
OOC: replied

*encircles himself and ten of the skeletons in fire, and starts the butchery while waiting for their master to arrive*

*she is coming ou tof her room, closing the door silent, when she hears commotion from downstairs. she pulls out her pistol and runs down the stairs*

*pulls out his machete and starts fighting with the skeletons, slahing the min half and through the spine*
this is gonna take a while

*she aims at the skeleton's left wrist, breathes, and fires. a few blades are blown and part of the wirst, but it still hangs, although not as mobile.*

*fiddling with his chronoscepter*

Hey, celeste!

*grumbles*
Ack! come on.... friggin' chronoscepter...

*she is coming ou tof her room, closing the door silent, when she hears commotion from downstairs. she pulls out her pistol and runs down the stairs*
*sees the godess running and fights his way over to her*
that piece won't do any good, do you have anything bigger?

ooc: CG tg'd you, TPE replied.

ooc: CG tg'd you, TPE replied.
ooc:
so what am i, chopped liver?? :(

*sees the godess running and fights his way over to her*
that piece won't do any good, do you have anything bigger?

*she aims breathes and shoots. the left wrist is off*
I'll do june fine.
*aims to shoo the right hand off*

*she aims at the skeleton's left wrist, breathes, and fires. a few blades are blown and part of the wirst, but it still hangs, although not as mobile.*

thanks for the support
OP it's a good weapon that i've killed these things with
OOC TPE replied

ooc:
so what am i, chopped liver?? :(

No, its just that you missed the event when I was killed. I'll tg you also one second.

thanks for the support
OP it's a good weapon that i've killed these things with
OOC TPE replied
suit yourself...
*pulls the trench gun from under the bar and starts splintering torsos*

ooc:
brb

thanks for the support
OP it's a good weapon that i've killed these things with
OOC TPE replied

Be carefull they're still vicious. Break them!

@Planners
thanks, tg"d

*the severed hands become dust. relentless, she breaths, aims and shoots at the knee caps, firs the left, then the right, to snap the legs off*

AAARRGGH!!!

*out of frustration, he throws his weapon on the ground*

*the chronoscepter shoots*

*the projectile hits the ceiling, and a bunch of plaster falls on one of the skeletons like a ton of bricks*

Be carefull they're still vicious. Break them!

@Planners
thanks, tg"d

*one of the skeletons slices his right shoulder*
damn .....
*takes out MP-7 and starts blasting them apart with full auto*
die MFers

*this skeleton is dust, but another one rises, much too close this time. She tries to evade the left blade hand, crounching and rolling to the right.*

*this skeleton is dust, but another one rises, much too close this time. She tries to evade the left blade hand, crounching and rolling to the right.*

*puts away his machete and MP-7(it's out of ammo), takes out his five-sevens, starts blasting them to bits*
you alright celeste?

Finally!

*picks up his chronoscepter, and starts shooting with relative ease, each 10 kiloton projectile blasting skeletons to bits (ooc don't worry, the 10 kiloton explosions have tiny ranges, so no one else is harmed except for the intended target--unless they're too close to the target ;) )*

*unfortunately, the more skeletons he shoots, the more skeletons arrive*

ooc:
i'm back
ic:
*laughs as the undead keep coming*
where is the controller?

(Walks though the many undead and feels almost at home among them. He enters the bar, his cloak obscuring all and settles into his usual seat.)

*puts away his machete and MP-7(it's out of ammo), takes out his five-sevens, starts blasting them to bits*
you alright celeste?

I can hold my own... let's just try to get through this...

*she goes back to a crouch, aims at the skeleton's left wrist, misses and one blade bites into her right upper arm, deep enough to bleed but she throws herself backwards to roll with the blow*

*All of the marionettes stop mid-motion, suspended lifeless and motionless in place. And all at once, they shatter into splinters and fragments of bone, swirling the room in a tightening vortex of wind and power.*

(jhenova quickly levaes)

*swings when they splinter and falls to the ground*
well.....that was unexpected
thanks gael
anyone hurt....beside myself?

@ Planners
tg'd question

*stops shooting as the skeletons disappear in the vortex*

hmph..

*Erects a diamond dome around Nekone's still form... then dives to the couch to do the same for Gael.*

*swings when they splinter and falls to the ground*
well.....that was unexpected
thanks gael
anyone hurt....beside myself?

*she sits up, bones fragments falling, holding her bloody right arm*
Yup!
*she tries to put her firearm in the holster and take off off her jacket*

Everyone ok??

*she sits up, bones fragments falling, holding her bloody right arm*
Yup!
*she tries to put her firearm in the holster and take off off her jacket*

*goes to her*
my turn to help
*his right arm just as bloody*
alright let's get you up and to the bar
*helps her up and walks to the bar*
where's the gash?

Nekone's out... broken nose I think...

*looks around*

@ Planners
tg'd question

replied. Gael Tg'd.

*limps over to the bar*
is it over?

*limps over to the bar*
is it over?

i think so, you ok?
*break one of his bullets and puts the powder on a napkin*

*checks on Gael.*

i think so, you ok?
*break one of his bullets and puts the powder on a napkin*
ill be fine
*frowns at his dripping wound, then cauterizes it with a lick of flame*
whats that for?

ill be fine
*frowns at his dripping wound, then cauterizes it with a lick of flame*
whats that for?

cauterizeing......it's for me tough
*pours the powder in his wound and lights it*
*winces, but yell out*
re....freshing

*goes to her*
my turn to help
*his right arm just as bloody*
alright let's get you up and to the bar
*helps her up and walks to the bar*
where's the gash?

*wide eyed*
the right arm... the bloody one...
*chuckles*
*she takes off the right sleeve of her jacket, blood starts to flow again*
See to mine, i'll see to yours...
*eyes him suspisciously*
Can you do small stitches?

*places his chronoscepter on the bar*

Ugh...

*his hands are bloody, after fiddling with the gun too much*

*wide eyed*
the right arm... the bloody one...
*chuckles*
*she takes off the right sleeve of her jacket, blood starts to flow again*
See to mine, i'll see to yours...
*eyes him suspisciously*
Can you do small stitches?

who said anything about stiches, there's a better
*breaks another bullet and puts the powder on a napkin*
this will hurt.....alot
you might wanna sqeeze somthing
ready?

Ju, you got a tg also.

who said anything about stiches, there's a better
*breaks another bullet and puts the powder on a napkin*
this will hurt.....alot
you might wanna sqeeze somthing
ready?Uhmmm... want me to take care of that Celeste?

who said anything about stiches, there's a better
*breaks another bullet and puts the powder on a napkin*
this will hurt.....alot
you might wanna sqeeze somthing
ready?
@ Ju
*relief washes over her face*
Yes please

who said anything about stiches, there's a better
*breaks another bullet and puts the powder on a napkin*
this will hurt.....alot
you might wanna sqeeze somthing
ready?
stop it, RA
*painlessly closes her wound*
it doesn't have to be burned to be clean

Ju, you got a tg also.
OOC: Replied

OOC: how soon can we start the new thread? it's past 1300 now.

ooc thanks everyone for helping, but you could at least let me choose my treatment? ;)

*she grabs the bar in both hands, breathing, slowing her heart rate, to attain the Embrace*
Go *through clenched teeth*

*pours the powder in her wound and lights it making an instant fire ove the wound dring the blood and cloting it up*
*gets the wrap and starts wrapping it up*
you alright?

ooc thanks everyone for helping, but you could at least let me choose my treatment? ;)
oops...too late :(

*Gael sleeps on the couch, deep and unnatural. One hand rests curled around the torc for dear life.*

ooc: replied.

*Gael sleeps on the couch, deep and unnatural. One hand rests curled around the torc for dear life.**watches Gael... * can someone help Nekone? I think he'll be needed soon.

*looks at his hands. slowly, the wounds heal*

*grabs 8 gallons of chocolate milk, and chugs*

*watches Gael... * can someone help Nekone? I think he'll be needed soon.
well, what do you want me to do?

well, what do you want me to do?Can you wake him... he litterally went head to head against a demon.

Can you wake him... he litterally went head to head against a demon.
yeah, i saw that
*walks over to the cat and shakes him*
hey buddy, wake up! i think something bad's gonna happen.

ooc:
i got to go now
sweet dreams to all the girls ;)

*groggily* merrr? huh... whot happeneed?
*feels the blood flowing from his nose*

(Jhenova is suddenly there, standing by Gael. Watching her intently and cruiously. He did not just appear there though.)

well that was a good battle wouldn't you guys say?

*pours the powder in her wound and lights it making an instant fire ove the wound dring the blood and cloting it up*
*gets the wrap and starts wrapping it up*
you alright?

*lets out an explosive breath*
Damn!
*she nods*
I'll have to do something about that scar...

well that was a good battle wouldn't you guys say?

*gives him a level look*

*She stirred with a pained expression, curling tighter in on herself, then relaxed suddenly.*

(Jhenovas eyes dart all around the room. He sees all teh vibrant flesh. The vivid blood. Jhenova wonders curiously what he can make of the combatants. They look tired and weak now. Ineffective.)

(Jhenova runs a gloved hand over one of Gaels wings delicately, almost lovingly. He wonders what he can make these wings...his thoughts fill of metal.)

*lets out an explosive breath*
Damn!
*she nods*
I'll have to do something about that scar...

meh......just another battle wound to brag about
*takes out his deagle,MP-7, and five-sevens*
now time to reload
*ejects the clips and puts them into his pocket*
*takes the cips from his thighholsters for his MP-7 and deagle and replaces them and puts them away*
*takes two clips out of his belt reloder, puts them in the five-sevens and puts them in the shoulder holsters*

(Jhenovas eyes dart all around the room. He sees all teh vibrant flesh. The vivid blood. Jhenova wonders curiously what he can make of the combatants. They look tired and weak now. Ineffective.)

(Jhenova runs a gloved hand over one of Gaels wings delicately, almost lovingly. He wonders what he can make these wings...his thoughts fill of metal.)*Nekone's eyes focuses on the New Comer... *
err... Hei there...

[I wouldn't... if I were you...]

*Feeling the touch on her wing, she bared her demifangs aggressively in a snarl, and grabbed the hand, pressing her talons firmly against the skin there.*

(Jhenova turns around at the mental intrusion. It was almost absurd, someone speaking to him this way outside the Order. He filled the mans mind with people, humans, organs and body parts being replaced by metal and oil. Insects and other creatues combing into killing machines, perfect and loyal. Mutated into evolution. He breaks the connection and stares at the man he hasnt seen before and waits for a reply, if any. THe real question is...are these images reality?)

*Feeling the touch on her wing, she bared her demifangs aggressively in a snarl, and grabbed the hand, pressing her talons firmly against the skin there.*
@ Jhen... [Told you...] :p

(A mix of blood and oil spray into the womans mouth. He hadnt noticed at first, but now he did. In his hand was now a rather large Desert Eagle. A gleaming gold plated weapon, beautifully crafted or at least seeming so to any gunsmith or someone with appercation for such things. THe barrel was elongated and rose thorns etched up and down its length. Lastly, the gun was Not made of interchangable parts. It cannot be stripped down unless unscrewed. In Gaels stomach was now a rather explosive bullet.)

*Feeling the touch on her wing, she bared her demifangs aggressively in a snarl, and grabbed the hand, pressing her talons firmly against the skin there.**senses the movement,* Gael... you ok?

(A mix of blood and oil spray into the womans mouth. He hadnt noticed at first, but now he did. In his hand was now a rather large Desert Eagle. A gleaming gold plated weapon, beautifully crafted or at least seeming so to any gunsmith or someone with appercation for such things. THe barrel was elongated and rose thorns etched up and down its length. In Gaels stomach was now a rather explosive bullet.)OOC: you shot Gael?

*Flowing through the walls of the building searching for life, searching for Jerry.*

Where is he, he's mine?

(Jhenova turns around at the mental intrusion. It was almost absurd, someone speaking to him this way outside the Order. He filled the mans mind with people, humans, organs and body parts being replaced by metal and oil. Insects and other creatues combing into killing machines, perfect and loyal. Mutated into evolution. He breaks the connection and stares at the man he hasnt seen before and waits for a reply, if any. THe real question is...are these images reality?)
OOC: Nekone is a Humanoid Panther... a Felineoid.

IC: *nekone blinks* [Interesting...]

OOC: you shot Gael?
OOC: Yeah, I'm a little confused too..

OOC: as much as i hate listing an attack then the effect, she did bite me.

(A mix of blood and oil spray into the womans mouth. He hadnt noticed at first, but now he did. In his hand was now a rather large Desert Eagle. A gleaming gold plated weapon, beautifully crafted or at least seeming so to any gunsmith or someone with appercation for such things. THe barrel was elongated and rose thorns etched up and down its length. Lastly, the gun was Not made of interchangable parts. It cannot be stripped down unless unscrewed. In Gaels stomach was now a rather explosive bullet.)*a blue glow envelopes Nekone as a TK ram pushes the stranger away from Gael... diving forwards, he envelops Gael in his TK shield.*

Open your mouth Gael... I can help you.

*a blue glow envelopes Nekone as a TK ram pushes the stranger away from Gael... diving forwards, he envelops Gael in his TK shield.*

Open your mouth Gael... I can help you.

OOC:open your mouth.....that doesn't sound right :p

*a blue glow envelopes Nekone as a TK ram pushes the stranger away from Gael... diving forwards, he envelops Gael in his TK shield.*

Open your mouth Gael... I can help you.
*Spits out the foul-tasting mixture and growls at nekone as well*

I can handle this myself..

*she feels her arm. It's sore. She'll have to compensate when she aims. she looks at her discarded, bloody jacket and decides to leave it. She changes the magazine clip from her pistol and puts it back in its holster, wincing*

OOC: yes, i did shoot Gael

(Jhenova feels teh shove and is shocked with the absurdity of someone having such...power other then his own Order. He stops himself and stares at the man. Suddenly, extremely curious. He wasnt even a human. What was his anatomy like? How did he focus his mind? Was he trained? Jhenova remained still for now and sighed when he realized there were holes in his glove.)

*Spits out the foul-tasting mixture and growls at nekone as well*

I can handle this myself..*staring at Jhen(?)*
I want to help... but if you insist.
*keeps Gael in his TK sheild*

(Addition for Jhen's info)

*Growled, and started to sit up to confront this familiar stranger, but gradually became aware of a pain in her stomach. She touched the spot and was fairly shocked to see her hand come away red..*

Go start another one, please. 59? Geeze.