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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Johann Augustus, Accru'al
Location:
Aurius Forest (formerly Plaguewood)
Richard immediately sidestepped the blast. The large orc who had been behind him however was not nearly so lucky. Thrag managed a loud and startled "Huh?" before he took the spell full in the chest, sent tumbling back into the darkness of the tunnel like a cannonball.
"Aw," Richard said affectionately, turning back to Naia and holding up his other hand. "You remembered me." The blade sang out of his stump as he charged at the elf.
Johann found himself facing the lean, sepulchral Carver. The individual of uncertain race had slithered out of the tunnel before his larger companion was sent back into it like a rocket, and now stood before the warlock, arms crossed behind his back expectantly. Johann smiled confidently and flipped his dagger out of his belt, holding it at the ready.
Carver tilted his head slightly to the side, then brought out his hand, each finger tipped with a long, curved blade.
Johann stared. Then looked at his solitary knife and very cuttable robes.
"...Aw fel," he snapped, palm broiling in darkness as he flung a shadow bolt. The magic exploded into the wall as Carver darted like a shot around and came at him with flashing claws.
Post by
Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, The Pack, the Trio
Capitol City, Gilneas
The three strikes hit Destro one after another; the sword scored a hit along her hip, while the axe marked her stomach and the bolt went into her chest. With each hit though, the Twilight Sworn giggled and she swept one massive hand at Vrell.
Sirius reached the side of Karkov and crouched down by his friend, checking him out, seeing how badly he was hurt. Lobo howled as he went back to two legs, pulling both of his great blades of his back and as he charged towards the Twilight.
Koran let loose his own battle cry, his war hammer in hand as he plowed towards Destro.
Kiran groaned as he sat up, shaking his head to try to clear the after effects of that hit from Destro.
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Adamsm
((OOC - well one last post, then sleep))
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, The Pack, the Trio
Capitol City, Gilneas
Destro was forced back by the Worgen and the half-dwarf, their weapons a blur as they swung them at her. Growling, she leaped backwards, landing by a street lamp. With a massive grunt, she tore the post out of the ground and swung it at Lobo and Koran, just barely missing them as they dodge. "Batter up!" She yelled, advancing on them again.
Karkov pushed himself to his feet, waving off Sirius. The worgen pulled a pair of battle axes off his belt and moved towards the Twilight Sworn, snarling quietly as Sirius moved at his side, the druid trying to summon up any magic that he could, mumbling to Elune.
Kiran managed to make it to his feet and looked around blearily, before seeing Destro. He flexed his hands, then raised them to his mouth, the scales glowing as he started to murmur words, taking careful aim at the occupied Sworn.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Johann Augustus, Accru'al
Location:
Aurius Forest (formerly Plaguewood)
"Yeah, ahaha, yeah. Good times," Richard said, shoving his gloved hand into the lightning, the glove sparking as it burned through the magic and the lightning.
Johann quickly raised his dagger, its edge meeting the curve of the bladed fingers, blocking them with a screech of metal.
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Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Gilneas City
"Woah!" Alana shouted; being knocked to the floor by the table and rolling as she tried to get back up.
Sasha mumbled under her breath; continuing to mix and chern the potion.
Locothrope
Gilneas City
Locothrope growled and strained to raise his middle finger at the intruders. And, with the raising of his finger, pull a string tied around it.
The pull of the string strained it, pulling it tight from where it led under the tattered remains of the Worgen's straight jacket. For a moment, it seemed the action was for naught as the string remained still.
And then, with a click and a pop, a pin came flipping with the string out from under the fabric; a ticking filling the air as a grin crossed the madman's face.
"#$%^... off..." He muttered; the suicide vest's ticking speeding up as it prepared to blow. Several seconds passed, the Worgen's grin remaining plastered on his doomed face as a roar suddenly erupted from under his clothing; flames and shrapnal exploding outwards in all directions; ready to impact with the sorrounding people if they didn't flee fast enough.
Ferin Hopewell
Thousand Needles
"Sounds like you have some stalkers. Maybe your mom can help?" Ferin joked, grinning.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Dr.Prometheus Sr., Pyre, D79
Location:
Gilneas
D79 didn't vocally react to the fact that the worgen was wearing an explosive jacket. Physically on the other hand, he released the creatures arms and grabbed it by the scruff of the neck, grunting as he rose and flung the worgen through a nearby window. With a crash, the creature shattered the glass and fell within the shop.
"She's gonna blow!" a soldier cried as those beyond cover fell to the ground and covered their heads.
"Hey! Who's throwing dog-?" a voice from inside the building called before an explosion erupted from the ruined window, spitting flames and broken glass like some nether spawned demon. Dust and shattered plaster mixed amongst the rain, descending thickly onto the street in a cloud of destructive aftermath.
The doctor slowly raised his head from where Pyre had thrown them as silence, save the slow patter of rain falling on the road. When nothing else happened, he slowly allowed Pyre to help him up, dusting off his labcoat carefully. "Well, good job D79. Good indeed. Though next time, can you do one thing for me?"
"Anything you desire, my Queen."
"Try to come up with a witty one liner next time you toss a %^&*! through a window."
"I will do my utmost, your majesty," D79 said with a bow, fixing his askew hat.
"Thank you. Now, any casualties?"
"Just D176. But he's being taken care of," the commander replied.
"Hold still dude, here we go." A resounding ripping and crack filled the air.
"Augh!"
"Oh %^&*! Did I take off the wrong arm?"
The doctor, regardless of wearing a goggle, seemed to raise a brow. "...Right, let's get moving. I'm cold, tired, my rheumatism is acting up. I want a nap. Let's get to that lightawful station and blow it all to the nether and back."
"Aye!" Came the resounding cry. As one, the soldiers and their leaders reformed into their earlier formation, threading through the ruined streets, one glove, and one arm shorter than when they had begun.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
((Sorry. Missed your post Hyper))
Character:
Johann Augustus, Accru'al
Location:
Aurius Forest (formerly Plaguewood)
"Come on Naia, remember the good times?" Richard said, grinning as his glove ate at the electricity. "The concert? The rally? Those long, passionate and sunlit walks on the beach?" His fist clenched as the electricity finally faded into but a few meager sparks, the assassin taking a step towards the mage happily.
Johann fell on his back, the other man atop him and his knife fixed fingers closing in on his face. Though, judging by the widening fear laced eyes, he evidently had forgotten the other hand, and the second set of knives affixed therein as they rose threateningly above his head.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Hellfire Peninsula
Turin threw his head back, then let out an even longer-winded whistle, standing there and staring.
Character
: Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Tanaris
Vincent let out a barely audible sigh, making a mental note that the next torture victim - whenever it came up - was his to handle.
Character
: Aewen Tuillin
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Holy fel!" Aewen swore as he threw himself into a roll, tumbling away behind a chunk of debris and cautiously looking out - a pistol in hand, the hammer cocked.
Character
: Vargariel Chandaris
Location
: Darnassus
As they entered the library, Vargariel paused at the entrance.
"Usually they do not appreciate me doing this," he murmured, "But we have an emergency on our hands, do we not... My apologies you have, miss," he added, speaking to the caretaker at a nearby desk. He then tugged the book under his left arm, cupped his hands in front of his mouth and bellowed thunderously, "MAGUS CYILAR!"
Character
: Thane Sigmund Freyrson
Location
: Wetlands
Though he saw with his own eyes the glowing barrier the paladin was putting up, Sigmund was already releasing dark energy along the edge of his axe and could not stop it even if he wanted to. Predictably, when the opposites clashed, the spectacular and particularly loud explosion that ensued hurtled the bearer of the Skullcrown away like a rag doll. He tumbled over several times before finally managing to stand up shakily, his armor dented and his left arm hanging uselessly along his body, bending in at least three places it was never meant to.
One of the val'kyrs finally snapped under the assault of the powers of nature. In her dying moments, she managed to redirect one of the lightning bolts - right into one of the mortars. Though she aimed for the one Tuon was holding, another one was hit. But the winged harbinger did not see her the fruits of her labor, falling lifelessly onto the ground, the unholy light fading from her wings. Her companion let out a terrible mourning wail that seemed to instigate bestial ferocity in whatever few undead that still remained on the battlefield.
Character
: Duskhide
Location
: Stonetalon Mountains
"A couple more 'is it wrong' questions and I will think I am in a looping dream," Duskhide grumbled irritably. He forced himself to look up and study the menagerie of eyes for almost fifteen seconds before lowering his head with a growl.
Character
: Walter Joyce
Location
: Hinterlands
"Mathematics is just the beginning. The base of everything else," Walter said sagely, walking up to the console.
"While we're at it, would you like some refreshments?" he asked, typing something in.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Aewen Tuillin
Location
: Silvermoon City
"The bloody Well just happened?" Aewen demanded. "And who are you? Another one of them?"
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Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, The Pack, the Trio
Capitol City, Gilneas
Destro was laughing as she swung the post around, the worgens and Koran forced to stay at range while she tried to crush them into the ground. She jerked her head sideways as the crossbow bolt grazed her cheek and she looked over at Hazel. With a grunt, she kicked a corner stone from one of the buildings at the woman.
Kiran sparred a brief glance for Vrell before giving a soft sigh then let loose a blast of his breath attack, the flames washing across the street as they headed for Destro. Once the attack was cast, he fell to his knees, coughing and sputtering, the effect of the EMP slamming down on him.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: Tanaris
"Who else knows about the artifact?" Serenade asked, ignoring her pleas. "Did you check in before you left?"
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
: Thousand Needles
"Heh," Zach chuckled at Ferin, then said, "well, if they were watching the site, they know we got away with it. We're going to have to stay away from areas with high blood elf populations, I'm thinking. At least for awhile, at any rate."
Character
: Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Stonetalon
"Is it bad if you're in a looping dream?" Alnerigo deadpanned, then looked away from the eyes with a shudder. "I must admit, this is certainly like nothing I've seen before."
Character
: Mr. January
Location
: The Hinterlands
"If you insist," January replied, watching the machine with interest.
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