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Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 27, 2016 18:48:19 GMT -8
Seth screams in sheer terror and right before his neck is grabbed, he disappears in a white light as he wakes up.
The level of detail in the ballroom suddenly downgrades, but stays stable in the same layout.
Schrodinger, the dead Seth in blue, is the first to speak out.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT AND WHAT IS ONE GOOD REASON WE SHOULDN'T ATTACK YOU?"
the other seths are very tense, many holding their scythes defensively.
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Post by metreu on Mar 27, 2016 18:55:29 GMT -8
The woman in white stands her ground, drawing no weapon to her side. Instead she looks to the tattered heir with a look of remembrance.
"...I remember you... from a long time ago..."
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Post by powerkitten on Mar 27, 2016 18:57:56 GMT -8
"You were about to strangle that man. That's not something I'm going to ignore."
After saying that, Logan lets the arrow fly, shooting the tattered heir in the shoulder.
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Post by raz on Mar 27, 2016 19:07:43 GMT -8
The heir's attention snaps to Schrodinger now, gaze flitting between the amassed ghosts as its eye twitches. Attention so seized its shoulder is pierced cleanly by the arrow but it doesn't seem to have made much difference or earned a reaction, the static picking up intensity as a staff, topped at each end by three gnarled thorns, or blades, appears in its hand. And now its screeching, rushing toward Schrodinger and trying to run him through with that twisted weapon, incomprehensible screaming its only response as the static picks up.
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Post by lunarLunatic on Mar 27, 2016 19:19:52 GMT -8
Raine was in a haze...For one, that...that...thing...Is attacking the Seths...
But that static...Oh dear god...
But she can't just sit there...
A multitude of Kats use their magic, pooling together into a thick magical wall that encircles the uninvited guest.
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Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 27, 2016 19:43:06 GMT -8
Schrodinger pulls out his scythe, the level 2 scythe from his koholint adventure, and holds it up threateningly, ready to swipe forwards with it at a moment's notice, if the magic wall wasn't trying to keep the invader at bay. "You know that wall isn't to protect me from you? It's to protect you from me, and every other one of me in this palace."
Schrodinger stares at the tattered heir intently. "You fucked up by trying to attack the Alpha Seth, in his own territory."
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Post by powerkitten on Mar 27, 2016 19:47:04 GMT -8
Logan fires multiple arrows into the beastly figure's head.
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Post by frozenlake on Mar 28, 2016 4:04:12 GMT -8
FLord mentally has the dream nanites target his own arm, deconstructing it and turning it into more nanites, which proceed to exit the dome.
"While it might be tempting to have the nanites target you right now, there are more important things to worry about. Such as THAT GODDAMN THING OUTSIDE THATS TRYING TO END REALITY!"
"Seriously? Petty Vendettas right now? Not helping. Now stop before I shove your head outside of that door."
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Post by powerkitten on Mar 28, 2016 14:02:46 GMT -8
*Aperture pushed the door open, dragging Patrick and Kcirtap behind him.
"What the bloody hell did you do that for?"
"Nanites are starting to swarm outside, I'd rather not see my reset relations get killed by them."
"Relations? What are you talking about?"
"Katie, my creator, sees you as her siblings."
".ereh enod eb ot sdeen tahw ees s'tel ,revetahW"
"Right."
"Yes, lets."
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Post by frozenlake on Mar 28, 2016 14:06:35 GMT -8
"...um yes, those would be mine. I'm currently trying to focus on the targeting, so it would be really nice if you could... give me a hand with things up here."
FLord gestures at his missing arm, having used it for nanite material.
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Post by powerkitten on Mar 28, 2016 14:08:11 GMT -8
"What do you need me to do?"
*Aperture walked up to FLord, standing next to the other robot boy.
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Post by frozenlake on Mar 28, 2016 14:09:18 GMT -8
FLord gestures at the intruder, trapped behind the magical wall.
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Post by powerkitten on Mar 28, 2016 14:12:12 GMT -8
Kcirtap uncaptchaloged her "tennis ball launcher," and began firing flaming cannonballs at the intruder, *Aperture following suit with V-Buster blasts. Patrick just kind of stood around, somewhat wishing he went for a ranged Strife Specibus.
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Post by frozenlake on Mar 28, 2016 14:38:05 GMT -8
FLord preforms a double single facepalm. Why did they have to assume that he meant for them to target the intruder now? Gog Dammit.
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Post by raz on Mar 28, 2016 17:56:11 GMT -8
The figure's bladed weapon stops at the magical wall, itself a boon despite the cage it forms. Arrows and cannonballs and blasts close in but bounce off the cage uselessly, the finger snarling as it appears to be stopped. But on closer inspection the weapon's gnarled thorns are caught in the wall, embeded deeply: snarling, it rends its arm downward, likewise rending a gash in the barrier that leaves it clattering to the ground in crystalline shards that shatter on impact. Cracks web through it, the dome at least somewhat intact until it brings another overheard swing down, this one creating more cracks and even a small gap the heir seizes on by lunging its hand forward and, with some snarling, labored effort, ripping a hole large enough to step through, the barrier collapsing around it as it levels a cold gaze upon Schrodinger, trudging forward with heavy, panting breaths and a mission in its eyes.
"Shut... u p....... S t i n k.... e VeRY ......... every o ne....."
"Die......... no........" Sinking into a runners stance the thing suddenly lunges forward, howling some guttural static noise a few steps beyond a scream as it makes a wide, crushing slash with its weapon, centered on Schrodinger but aiming to cleave a swath through any Seths around him!
"nO MO RE RUN NI NGAWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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