Hero/Villain Roleplay
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 0:50 AM | Message # 3376 |
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| Reagan I gasped as his cold fingers touched my skin and I closed my eyes, biting my lip.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 0:52 AM | Message # 3377 |
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| Angelica
I watched him warily. Any wrong move...
It's time.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 0:59 AM | Message # 3378 |
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| Marcus Reagan let out a shriek and I winced. I slowly picked up my hand, the curse flowing with it.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:01 AM | Message # 3379 |
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| Angelica
I watched him, half disgusted and half fascinated. I rubbed my eyes tiredly. Some food and some hours of sleep would be nice.
It's time.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:08 AM | Message # 3380 |
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| Marcus The curse escaped and flew into me. I stumbled and paled. "This is it then..." I mumbled. I looked down at Reagan, her eyes looking up at me. "Why didn't you love me Daddy?" She whispered.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:11 AM | Message # 3381 |
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| Angelica
I had restored the light as the shadows disappeared. Self induced night time. Blech.
It's time.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:27 AM | Message # 3382 |
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| Marcus I saw her, weak and helpless and I looked down. "I did...that's why I pushed you so hard...I cared...I'm sorry...I realize my mistakes now...I'm sorry Reagan...Goodbye," I whispered as I disappeared, kissing her forehead.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:29 AM | Message # 3383 |
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| Angelica
I got up, wobbly now. Damn this. I have to go through another week of medicine. Ugh. I approached her slowly.
It's time.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:39 AM | Message # 3384 |
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| Reagan I tried to push to my feet but fell, pain ripping through me.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:41 AM | Message # 3385 |
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| Angelica
"I'll leave for you to get back to your body." I said quietly before I disappeared.
It's time.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:47 AM | Message # 3386 |
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| Reagan I didn't want to leave yet...I fell asleep.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:51 AM | Message # 3387 |
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| Angelica
After a few minutes, I fell asleep in my bed, tired.
It's time.
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Creation100 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 1:10 PM | Message # 3388 |
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| Billy-
Having the room cleared out I grab hold of Reagan's hand once again. "Reagan?" I say softly.
Miles-
"Ah, you gotta love family." I tell Hallas who decided to take his mech to the lines.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 2:30 PM | Message # 3389 |
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| Reagan I winced and opened my eyes. "It's gone," I whispered.
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Creation100 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:14 PM | Message # 3390 |
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| Billy-
"Gone?" I repeat, "The curse?" I ask.
Hallas-
"I see." I tell Miles withdrawing my puppet-like meches a distance from the rebel's base. I sigh, "We haven't tried gassing them." I tell Miles who laughed at my twisted scheme.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:18 PM | Message # 3391 |
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| Reagan I winced and nodded.
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Creation100 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:21 PM | Message # 3392 |
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| Billy-
I lean forward and kiss her cheek, "That's wonderful." I tell her, "Do you need anything?" I ask moving my hand onto her cheek.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:21 PM | Message # 3393 |
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| Angelica
I winced as I stared up at the ceiling. Sigh. So I basically used up all my energy there...ugh double powers and my own stamina... ow.
It's time.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:24 PM | Message # 3394 |
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| Reagan "Rest..." I mumbled.
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Creation100 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:29 PM | Message # 3395 |
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| Miles-
I appeared to Angelica, slouching in a chair in her room. "You look worn out." I tell her.
Hallas-
From the building a projectile bursts out heading for me, following the projectile was a wire connected to it, on the end was another mech it yanked the wire making it destroy nearly a wave of my meches. The Juggernaut had blocked the projectile from proceeding to me, by taking the impale it latched onto it, but the juggernaut was way to heavy to pull instead the rebel mech was pulled into the lines and large amounts of enemy mechs poured out as the same black rebel mech cut the line to the juggernaut and landed into my meches from there it continued it's fighting. "Miles pay attention." I growl.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:30 PM | Message # 3396 |
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| (Billy?)
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Creation100 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:32 PM | Message # 3397 |
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| Billy-
I nod, "Would you want to be alone?" I ask standing up.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:36 PM | Message # 3398 |
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| Angelica
I nodded and said, "I'll be fine. Hallas needs you right now I bet. If he really needs me...I'll try." I ended that with a groan.
It's time.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:37 PM | Message # 3399 |
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| Reagan I shook my head slightly. "No," I whispered.
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Creation100 | Date: Su, 05.February.12, 7:51 PM | Message # 3400 |
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| Billy-
"Okay." I tell her, getting into the bed with her. I slide her into my arms as easily as possible.
Miles-
I nod, "Like Hallas I can tell the future, and I see him wanting you to take care of yourself." I tell her, a small counter arose beside the bed with her medicine. "Take it or we can do this the more easier way." I joke, before disappearing to help Hallas.
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"Come on, I did block the projectile." Miles replies. "You're suppose to be controlling all the meches." I snap. "Fine chief calm down." he tells me, as my army seems to come alive. They lift into the air giving the rebels no where to hide or attack, though the black mech seems determined. He rushes at me easily repelling blasts. "Don't worry about him, set him for the last priority." I tell Miles, opening my eye to get a clear look before he could strike at me.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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