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 Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 7:54 pm
There was yet more shouting and shooting up ahead of him, and through the fog, Aksaja could now see a rather large group of people all shooting at each other. Determined to get to the group, he backtracked a little to move around the other side of the wall.
He really wanted to SHOOT SOMEONE TODAY!!
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 7:55 pm
Christof hurried forward, eager to spot a victim- Barth was moving slowly beside him, not noticing him just yet it would seem, only to suddenly be stuck in something...
The hunchback was suddenly overcome by a series of decisions. Should he stop and try to wrench the sloth free? It would be a good Igor to tend to his Master....
But no, Barth was a clever demon. He'd figure something out.
The hunchback pressed on, eager to find a fresh target.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:08 pm
Melas just could not stand the Skinwalker in any way, his action's attitude and his scent. Seriously, the boil needed a bath because that was not the calming scent of the woods on him. The insult of the boil lowering his weapon and turning his back on him made him just absolutely livid.
The hound reminded him that his gun was still present with a gentle tap of the muzzle to the back of his head.
"You think I want to miss this fight because of a scrub like you?", you must be joking." he said nonchalantly to the boil, other than the slight accent on one of the words before continuing on to the hard headed one he was forced to be around.
"How bout we try to find a way out of this place so we can settle it on the field properly?"
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:11 pm
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:13 pm
As Ren slipped through the maze, he became acutely aware of one very important thing:
Goo.
"Barth," said Ren, stopping to stare at their N.A.P. Club leader, entrenched in...something green. "Er. You seem to be, er. Stuck."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:14 pm
"Yes," Barth said, "That seems to be the case."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:15 pm
Shehk continued walking, scenting the air and desperately trying to follow said scent of blood. lfskfds;lf. It was driving her nuts. Completely..and totally..nuts. The rumbling just brought Shehk a new hope;
Was something closer to her going to start bleeding and would she be able to try and eat that now?
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:16 pm
"Like I said, you're right, I was a stupid s**t for trying to get you out. My mistake," he replied, flicking his eyes towards the gun that tapped the back of his head, obviously not perturbed, "One I won't make a second time."
Turning back around, he glanced at the four walls that kept them trapped, rolling his shoulders a little idly.
"I dunno how long you've been around Riley, but if she doesn't want us to leave, we're not goin anywhere."
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:17 pm
Ren slanted a gaze towards the sloth demon.
"Do you, ah..." He frowned, absently tapping the side of his gun against his leg. "...need help? Or, er...something..?"
The rumbling was ominous. Ren was beginning to get a bit of an eerie feeling...
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:17 pm
Shehk did not find blood. Instead, she found a kelpie. Riley quietly hopes there is blood involved soon.  Shehk and Calder, roll a d20 with your roleplay post! And in other news... Freedom.Gridded
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:21 pm
Calder trotted about, humming before he noticed Shehk. Oh, he hadn't seen the undead ghoul in a while, and as she came closer, he waved with his free hand before gripping his paintball gun again. "Hi Shehk. Crazy game. Oh...you're on Fitness." He frowned before lifting up his gun.
"I'll try and aim someplace that won't be too bad." Which meant not hurting her pretty features or making her limp. A shoulder wound might be okay, but what if she wanted to wear something low cut. Best to aim for her side.
"We should hang out again sometime. I've gotten really good at sewing."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:21 pm
Jericho was on his way back to the front lines, wanting to get right back into the action. He was not very happy about his stream of misfires followed up with getting a nice blue splatter on his chestplate.
Further up ahead, around where he had last been, he could hear more shots being fired off. With any luck, it won't have finished by the time he got back there.
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demon_pachabel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:22 pm
Shehk nearly jumped Calder when she ran into him, her tail puffing up as the Pricolici made this noise, something between a huffing, a chittering, and a growl. She was trying ever so hard to try and find what it was she really wanted and he was not the source of it.
She just paced anxiously, seeming keen on just passing him by, before she finally just went '******** IT' and lifted her gun, firing.
If she got hit again, she was killing something to get closer to the scent driving her mad.
"Calder, I smell food. Please don't keep me from it."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:23 pm
Lizzy had been MIA - not that many people had realized, probably. Yes, she had been that miserable the past week. To those who noticed and asked, she simply told them that she had been unwell - which was sort of true. She was unwell, just more mentally than physically. Still, she did promise Mac and Amrita that she wasn't going to hide in her room any longer, and to that effect, she had invited Levi along to join her in spectating the NAP vs Fitness paintball match by popping by her room.
Luckily, the ghoul was free to tag along.
Leading them to the battlefield, she sat on the edge of the trench before patting the space beside her, offering Levi a smile, "Well, make yourself comfy!" The ground was shaking a little, and... Did that wall just move? It was difficult to peek through the thin fog, but she could see Mot (without his hat!) and Petro, as well as a couple of other boils she wasn't familiar with.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 8:24 pm
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