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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jan 15, 2005 5:55:48 GMT -5
"I mean, it does the whole sheild thing and plenty of other stuff..." I was still babbling.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 15, 2005 6:00:08 GMT -5
"Let's move, Kiddo,' i said, grabbing her as teh grappling line retracted, taking us to the top of the wall.
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Post by TPot on Jan 15, 2005 6:00:40 GMT -5
"You know someone could creep up on you and you wouldn't hear them with that kind of volume." I said from behind Doc. I made him jump.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 15, 2005 6:05:56 GMT -5
My other stave extended to it's full length, one foot, before i could stop myself, just barely missing TPot's ear.
"Don't sneak up on me like that."
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jan 15, 2005 6:06:14 GMT -5
"Oi!" I said, offended.
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Post by TPot on Jan 15, 2005 6:09:29 GMT -5
"Well you were talking loud." I said.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jan 15, 2005 6:11:33 GMT -5
I leveled the staff at him.
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Post by Cervil on Jan 15, 2005 19:12:06 GMT -5
'Hmmm...' I thought as I looked around the room.
"So... anyone here can hear me?" I asked outloud to no-one in particular.
I waited a little while. Nothing.
"Ok... " I said again.
I sat down, how was I to get out of this mess?
(3rd person)
(((By the way... the big creature dudes are back at some sort of village.. you won't find any here... ok?)))
"Lord Ankara! They have escaped!" Said Gnar, the little green goblin-looking creature.
"Well... what are you doing standing here? GET THEM!" The shadow yelled.
"Gladly!" Gnar replied.
Gnar ran out of the room. "Guys?" He said to a bunch of little creatures, similar to him, "We've got a few rebals to catch!"
Gnar led all the little creatures into a big four-legged machine.
"Ok..." Gnar said. "Shields ready?" The shields buzzed up, "Check!" Came a voice from behind, "Weapons?" He asked. "Check!" Said another...
"Then let's go!" Gnar pulled a few levers and the machine started walking.
"We've picked them up on radar. One is still in their cell, but the others are all together." Said one of them.
"Good... they've made it easy for us to round them up!" Gnar pushed a lever forward and the maachine moved faster, in the direction of Doc, Jessy and TPot.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jan 16, 2005 3:06:43 GMT -5
"Soooo, can I set up a sheild?"I asked as the machine came towards us.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 17, 2005 23:39:23 GMT -5
"They'll probably have a way around it, but try it," I said, wishing I had my gear. Somehow, i don't think my staves were going to do much here.
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Post by Cervil on Jan 18, 2005 1:53:46 GMT -5
"A shield?" Said Gnar as he saw the shield come about, "We've delt with them many times! What do they think we are?"
He pushed a button and two small openings opened and shot out two small objects, which attached themselves to the rope and the shield. Then shot some sort of electronic energy through both, disableing the shield and rendering all three of them completely stationary.
"Now to capture the prize!" Gnar ordered the others who pulled levers and switched buttons, making the machine firstly walk faster, then fire a beam, cutting the rope on the side where they had been held captive before.
Doc, Jessy and TPot swung straight toward the machine.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jan 18, 2005 7:48:28 GMT -5
(((Rope? And the sheild was magic and I hadn't made it yet)))
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Post by Cervil on Jan 19, 2005 0:46:57 GMT -5
(((Didn't Doc shoot some sort of rope-like thing at some place and is now sliding across? Cause I'm sure that's what he wrote. And sorry about the shield... I assumed that you already made it... ok... ignore that other post then)))
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jan 19, 2005 2:06:37 GMT -5
(((It was a grappeling line, which is gone.)))
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 19, 2005 2:21:49 GMT -5
(((As in the same type fired from Daredevil's Billy Club? If you have no idea what the hell I'm talking about, I'll lend you the movie.)))
"So much for the shield," I muttered, taking a run for the machine. At teh last second, I sent the tip down into teh dirt, vaulting up and over the machine, landing up top. "Great. It worked. Now what?"
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