DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Apr 21, 2015 21:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Jar on Apr 21, 2015 21:27:41 GMT -8
Vars- "Alright guys...Mr. Laurent...please be civil. We're all gentlemen here!" He gives Mr. Laurent a nice little bow and follows after the others.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 21, 2015 23:41:07 GMT -8
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 22, 2015 3:06:25 GMT -8
Micah suddenly found himself with his spatula and weird horn. It had to be a thursday.
"Yeah, it's the fucking spatula that's heavy. No worries. You just blow right?" He hoped Laurent's magic bullet proof powers extended to others. Micah really really hoped that.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Apr 22, 2015 6:45:34 GMT -8
Vars- "We're not going to get shot. We're going to be just fine, bros. What a nice instrument..." He wasn't sure that 'just blowing' would be enough to make a horn blow, but what the hey, right?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 22, 2015 15:38:52 GMT -8
Laurent- (to Micah) " You blaow through closed lips like a buzz... You will know what to do! It's fucking voodoo magic, mon!" They came to an open stairwell. The architecture of this weird semi-subterranean arcade was functional but appealing, a combination of concrete, brick, and heavy timbers. Shops lined the walls, many still in some kind of business, some converted to residences, armories, or other post-apocalyptic purposes. The stairwell took them down further, and the ceiling that had been only a few feet above their heads before now soared overhead.
Most of the people scrambling for cover looked harmless. One person did not flee, giving clicky-winks to Hillary from a magic shop. A few bleached human skulls covered in occult symbols gleamed from the window, amid the trinkets and magic weapons.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Apr 23, 2015 21:59:44 GMT -8
Vars- "Oh, I gotta get myself in on that kind of shoppery. I've just been selling trinkets myself... Nothing so big bomb as these guys..." Magical weapons did sound pretty good right now. "Is he your friend, Hillary?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 23, 2015 22:25:57 GMT -8
Hillary- "Oh yeah, he's one of the ol' hippies. If he's got bombs, they're love bombs. Far out."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Apr 23, 2015 22:47:03 GMT -8
Vars- "Dude after my own heart! We gotta have a little huff-a-puff together after all of this is done. Maybe share some trade secrets. It's been forever since I've been able to talk to someone who operates on my wavelength, yeah?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 24, 2015 1:58:46 GMT -8
Micah mumbled something snarky about hippies to himself as he walked on. Keeping a good distance between himself and the scary looking shop.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Apr 24, 2015 3:16:21 GMT -8
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 24, 2015 22:18:09 GMT -8
"Sure but if mojo man wants it back, I'm not fucking stopping him." Hillary- (to Vars) "Hell yeah, kiddo! Yeehaw!" Becky- "Must we cowboy?" Laurent- " AHAHAHAHA! ERRYBODDA DANCE!" Two guys leapt down the stairs behind them and ran by, staying close to the walls and keeping their guns holstered to avoid looking threatening. They hustled ahead, no doubt bringing word to the peeps. Laurent let them go without grief. Vars- "Things seem to be going pretty well right now! This is almost pleasant. Hillary, what do you do normally in this community? It's pretty nice in here... " He smiles while looking around, keeping his eyes open for more people firing off guns at their sitting ducks. Hillary- "I'm an earff mama, castin' spells and keepin' tha world safe for huge manatees..." They came to another stairwell, and by now were fully underground. Ahead the environment was looking more medieval than ever. Torches hung in sconces on the walls. Ahead in the orange light, a dozen people had guns pointed at the posse, and more people stood ready to replace them. Hillary had hands forward, palms down. She walked forward slowly.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Apr 30, 2015 23:35:50 GMT -8
Vars- "Er...um... hi? We come in peace?" He looked hesitant to walk much farther forward, but followed after Hillary a little.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on May 4, 2015 0:00:51 GMT -8
((part edited in earlier by GM))"Bloody hell. I didn't fucking know Seattle had so many guns. We come in peace. Don't shoot if you value bullets or your dignity."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2015 23:16:19 GMT -8
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