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Post by tyrial on Apr 15, 2005 2:50:48 GMT -5
"You think it's Jessy I want?" I asked, then laughed, "if I told you exactly what my plans are, and why they are so, they won't be as successful!"
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Apr 15, 2005 3:07:26 GMT -5
"So why go after her?" I asked casually. "Is it because she's beaten you so many times?"
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Post by TPot on Apr 15, 2005 4:41:34 GMT -5
"The reason for it was so I didn't need to do the soundproofing thing." I said. "Making it less obvious to Tyriel."
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Apr 15, 2005 11:59:03 GMT -5
"I see," I murmured, leaning forward.
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Post by TPot on Apr 15, 2005 19:00:58 GMT -5
"I had a plan." I said. "But evrything just went wack."
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Post by tyrial on Apr 15, 2005 20:16:00 GMT -5
(((Sorry TPot)))
I heard something, in Darkmoon's mind, he was talking to Jessy. I decided to pretend to ignore it so that he would not notice... my power was still infested into his mind, even though it seemed that he didn't realise it.
"I don't go after her... she comes after me... can't help it if I attract people in such a way that even a 16 year old girl wants me dead!" I replied, "anyway... are we going to do this, or not?"
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Apr 15, 2005 22:27:29 GMT -5
I nodded slightly, and went right into the charecter Darkmoon's little arena had created for me, standing there motionless, emotionless, just staring, cold green eyes boring into Tyrial's.
Let the games begin.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Apr 16, 2005 1:17:00 GMT -5
"Shut up now," I muttered, partly because I didn't want to be distracted. "You so have an obsession with me. Quite quick to accept my offer."
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Post by TPot on Apr 16, 2005 1:18:57 GMT -5
"Fine." I said with a shrug. "When your dead don't come crying to me."
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Post by tyrial on Apr 17, 2005 22:28:51 GMT -5
'Finally...' I thought. I looked at the ring, 'Is this meant to be some sort of match or something?'
A green mist started to surround me. I knew Doc was one that you couldn't take as a joke... and who didn't fight for the fun of it... ruin my fun!
'No matter... I will enjoy this nevertheless!' I thought.
The mist separated to either side of me and formed into two other me's. All three of us ran at Doc.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Apr 17, 2005 23:15:44 GMT -5
My boot flashe out, taking the middle tyrial down, two clotheslines for the outside.
But i didn't move from my spot.
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Post by tyrial on Apr 18, 2005 18:30:20 GMT -5
That's when a forth Tyrial came from behind and picked Doc up, chocking him.
(((You are sooooooooooooo predictable! (Doc: So are you...) <--- that's what you would have said...)))
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Apr 19, 2005 1:14:48 GMT -5
(((Firstly, chocking, is not a word. So technically, you could currently be kissing Doc somehow. I love spelling mistakes!)))
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Apr 19, 2005 3:01:20 GMT -5
My head flashed back, breaking his nose. Then I turned pummeling him with lefts and rights, forcing number four out. It dissappeared as soon as it hit the floor. I turned to the other three, tossing two out, leaving only the third.
"This is a one on one," I said. "No clones."
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Post by tyrial on Apr 21, 2005 20:01:45 GMT -5
"Hmmm... I see you are good against odds." I said, the three other Tyrials slipped into the one in the ring.
"You know what?" I stood up, "If I weren't immortal, and able to fix this up, that headbutt would actually have hurt!"
"Thank you." Doc replied.
"But this will hurt more!" I said as Doc flipped, and while doing so, I rammed him into the corner.
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