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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\"         Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| I just threw this together now.
I don't expect it to be very good. I was focusing on the hand and detail in teh face more than enything. He's supposed to have his head tilted down a bit, but I suck with perpective, so yeah. (Last edited by The Shredder on 07-01-06 05:33 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| The bullet planted a hole in the wall, several millimeters from his head, and Harrisson whipped around to see the action, then took Morrighan by the neck, and held a gun up to her face, as he held her body in front of his. He then shouted tot he gurads, "Guard the kid! Make sure he doesn't go ape-shit agian!"
"Drop your weapon and back down, old man, or I'll blow her brains out!! These handcuffs sealed her mana, so don't try anything funny!" He licked his lips as the tension mounted, and he stepped back a little bit. He was nervous, now. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| "My dear, I can't exactly say for sure how many other women will come. I don't know how many will take up the offer" he replied with a flat kind of apathy in his voice. It was a ligt kind of voice, almost a nice, kind voice. It didn't match his appearance at all, but he simply smiled at the girl, and turned back around, and pulled a cigarette out of his front pocket, as well as a match, and lit it up, blowing smoke into the night. (Last edited by The Shredder on 07-01-06 05:28 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He smiled at her through his shades. He couldn't care less about the cigarette.
"Are you perhaps... Reconsidering joining us? If so, then whatever for, my dear?" |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He put his hand on her shoulder, and lifted his glasses up, revealing kind eyes behind the ubsequeous shades.
"We'll worry about that after your first mission. Then I'll be able to assess how well you work. Alright? Now, if you don't mind..." He took out a cigarette again, and lit it with another match. "I'd like to finish this one," he said with a smirk. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He fell to the floor, sweat driping down his face, his fear blinding him from the pain of the loss of his hand
"Wait! Wait a moment! What do you want!? Is it an end to the war? Let me live, and I'll call off all the troops! I promise! I'll even join forces with you! Don't just kill me!" He was hysterical as the blood dripped from his destroyed hand, and he quivered with fear. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| Name: David Schwimmer: CyberSchwimmer 2.0
Age: 34 Race: Cyborg Sex: Please Sexual Preference: Anything that has at least two legs and a vagina. Reason for Killing Zombies: Why the fuck not? Quirks: Can't speak without saying "uh" a lot. Personality: Dry and humerous IQ: 666 Weapon of Choice: Arm mounted laser beams and flame throwers. And a chainsaw. Quote: "Uh... Yeah..." Original Time Period: 20th Century Talents: None worth nothing Fears: Being taken off television |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| I'm thinking about giving her a lightweight olive drab hoodie, with sleeves that reach mid-length, and black cargo pants
I also want to give her a magical weapon. It resembles a kama and a scythe, and is attached to a long chain. It is infused with the power of electricity, and can me summoned at will. I think it'll be great for her. |
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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This belongs in Suggestions.
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*Does the move*
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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The Battle with the Chimera, approximately 200 meters west fromthe Ullric Mansion.
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His hand quivered, and he dropped the weapon in his hand, as tears streamed from his eyes, down his dumbstruck face. Glancing around indiscriminately, he looked towards Jack, then to Keira, and slowly and unsteadily walked towards her, his head bowed. "Ma'am.... Permission... To leave the battlefield to return... to Base 1, please." He choked out his words. He told himself that she had to know, somehow, what was going on out there. He had to go. It was imperative.
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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Francineis finished.
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I love it. Hope you all do too.
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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It was an utter catastrophie. Bodies were strewn everywhere, as Kevin and Francine made their way over the mounds of corpses, over the bodies of the dead. As he made his way past the totally destroied library, he heard voices, and ran towards them. Francine heard them too, and she kept pace with him.
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*He hasn't said a word the whole trip over here.... This can't be good...* Francine thought to herself. Finally, after searching through the wreckage, he came across the body of Aldis, as she lay on her back, staring up into oblivion. WIthout a word, just a shocked expression, he knelt down next to her, and Francine gasped at the sight. "Ohmygod, no! What.... Who could've done this!? Why would anyone want to kill Aldis, of all people?" Kevin closed her eyes, then closed his. "She was probably a hostage. We need to find the others, right now." Francine nodded in agreement. Together, the headed towards the voices, as they became louder and more distinct, and soon, Ted could be seen, next to a kneeling Morrighan and a collapsed Dalit, next to the body of the intrepid man, the selfless hero of the 369, James Katsuyori. Kevin beheld the sight, and his lip quivered. He jogged, then ran next to him, without even noticing the stammering Harrisson beside him Francine caught the sight, and gasped, bringing her hands up to her mouth, as tears welled up in her vermillion eyes. She could still remember the time in the library, just weeks ago, that the old man stroked her fur while she recuperated, and she could barely believe this to be real. *So, this is what Kevin heard.... This is sick....* Kevin only noticed Morrighan and Ted looking dead at Harrisson, and with that, Kevin got up, and his look of sadness was replaced with that of hatred. Harrisson fell back over on his ass as Kevin stood up in front of him. "No! W-wait! It was all an accident! I didn't, I mean... I was trying-" His words were cut off by Kevin's combat boot kicking him square in the jaw, sending him reeling. Kevin's face was that of disgust, pure hatred, and contempt. He then ran up to Harrission, pulled out his .357 pistol, and shoved the barrel into Harrisson's right eye, blinding him in that eye. "You killed them!! You killed our men, you killed Aldis, and you killed my own father! Now, you are also going to die!" Harrisson tried to scream and beg for mercy, but no words came out. The last sound he heard was the blast of a bullet going into his brain, and Francine had to wince. Her fiancee's act of violence perturbed her a bit, but given the circumstances, she felt as though it was justified, and let it drop, as she bowed her head, and wiped the tears from her eyes. Kevin picked himself up, and holstered his gun, as he madde his way over to his wife-to-be, and hugged her tightly, as he sobbed on her shoulder. "I got no one left but you now. They're all gone, Fran; Mom, Jake, and now Dad... I... I just..." "Shhh... It's alright. We're all here for you," she spoke to him, reassuring him. "I love you, Kevin. I'll be here now, and always." (Last edited by The Shredder on 07-03-06 06:00 AM)
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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I vhose that hoodie because... no one else was wearing one. It's either that, or a whole bunch of gothic Hot-Topic styled stuff. I dunno
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Elara, there's going to be a lot of things added and taken out and changed around, sheerly for drama, simplicity, answers to questions... Most notably, the battle with the chimera, as well as Dalit's magic element (being the power of Earth; Ted's will be ice, and Eidos will probably have non-elemental explosive magic) I'll probably remove the whole thing with Francine and Trenton, Kevin won't have a mech, there's going to be more than one vampire to talk about (who is also going to be the new vampiric chimera catalyst), and this is just to name the most notable things. The rest won't deviate much (if at all) from the original story, but I will say that every witch (aside from Dalit) will have a magical weapon at their disposal. (Last edited by The Shredder on 07-03-06 04:50 PM)
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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That seemed like a lot of trouble...
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You couldn'tve just called a tow truck? At any rate, yeah; you're gonna need a new battery. (restricted) |
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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The weeks of repair to the compound seemed like months, with Kevin tirelessly working with the rest of the able-bodied men and women of the 369 to rebuild what was lost. As he wiped the sweat from his brow, he noticed Francine coming up behind him with a cold glass of lemonade.
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"Don't overwork yourself, Kevin. The place'll be repaired in no time." He smiled at her positive outlook as he took the glass from her hand, and drank down its contents He tried so hard to put the memories of all his losses behind him, and it was beginning to show on his weary face. He somehow seemed more aged, if not in his appearance, then most definately in his persona. Kevin was no longer the idealistic youth, hell-bent with glory and pride. "Thank you. That was nice." Not even a few seconds later, he could hear the sound of Jack's hysteria not far away. "...Sounds like he found Aldis' grave. I gotta talk to him, Francine. I'll be back," he said as he handed the glass to her, as she nodded. He came up beside his friend, and put his hand on his shoulder. "...I'm sorry this had to happen. Well, this is the price we pay. Might as well thank God while we can for fiorgiving us for screwing with the double-edged sword like we did, huh?" He patted Jack on the back. "No one could possibly know the hell we went through We're the victims. Only the victims of violence can totally describe its essence. If you need time, that's cool. If you wanna talk, I can do that, too."
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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If Morrighan's elemental Mana is drained, she still has the weapon, which uses no mana from her soul.
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Also, I can deal with a loose T-Shirt, sure. 
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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Kevin smiled to Jack. "Well, one of those is done."
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With that, he turned around to Francine, who happened to be behind him the whole time, beeming. "You may wanna write few words down now, actually," he said, as he took out the com-link in his pocket, and switched it to PA mode. He spoke clearly and distinctly into it. "Attention all 369 officers; report immediately to the rear courtyard please, and be seated. Thank you." He pocketed the device, and looked at Morrighan, and motioned to her with a nod for her and Dalit to go to the rear with everyone else. "Jack, don't worry about getting dressed up. Just be sure to get the camera out of the R&D Lab, please. Francine? Let's go get ready." She nodded, and followed him inside.
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Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days
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His eyes refocused, and he found himself lying face down. As he picked himself up slowly, his stomach didn't hurt anymore, he found.
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Am I dead? Is this place the Summerlands? No... Something's odd about this place... "Man, did that suck. I'm supposed to be dead. Where am I?" He looked around helplessly, and spotted different people. Maybe one of them knew what was going on, he thought. With that, he stumbled over to Jack, and shook his head to relieve the dizziness. "Hey. Name's Danny. You know where this is? I just woke up here..." he pondered as he tied his long hair back into a pony-tail, using a rubber band in his pocket. He flattened out his Slayer T-Shirt with his hands, then brushed the sand off his black cargo pants and readjusted his rectangular glasses. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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