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Post by neoviper7 on Apr 7, 2003 22:55:35 GMT -5
*grabs ellis's body and thros him down The Garbage Chute to Hellâ„¢*
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Post by NeoEllis on Apr 8, 2003 13:57:45 GMT -5
*ghostly Obi-Wan reapperance, only red*
*comes up behind Viper and cups his hands around his eyes*
Guess whooooo!
*lights what's left of Viper's head on fire, burning it to a crisp leaving him a headless Viper*
v^-^
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Post by neoviper7 on Apr 8, 2003 13:59:28 GMT -5
*reforms his head*
that really stings
*makes a clone of ellis*
hello ellis
*death glare and ape like battle cry*
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Post by NeoEllis on Apr 8, 2003 14:14:56 GMT -5
Ghost Ellis: ....
Soulless Clone Ellis: ......
Ghost Ellis: .....No thanks Viper, I can get my own bodies.
*goes of to claim a body*
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Post by CygnusMkII on Apr 8, 2003 14:55:32 GMT -5
*brain is replaced*
Bwaaha! Je suis invinceval! Tatez mon courroux!
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Post by GunnSlinger on Apr 9, 2003 13:33:17 GMT -5
He grins, as he kicks the door open, holding his double barreled shotgun in his left hand, his axe in his right, his broadsword, lying within it's sheath hanging upon his back. His black trenchcoat sways slightly before he jumps into the melee of combat, starting off by demolishing the crap people, one by one.
After he's sliced through the last of them, he takes a look upward, seeing Aries hanging from his bungee cord with his Browning 9mm pistols in hand... he swings the shotgun up, and blasts away a chunk of the bungee cord, watching as the only thing holding Aries in the air snapped, sending him spiraling towards the ground.
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Post by neoviper7 on Apr 9, 2003 13:39:27 GMT -5
*picks up his bearded axe*
kill aries!!!
*runs at aries swinging the 50 pound axe around in a berserking fury, yelling like a demon*
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Post by Crazy 8 on Apr 9, 2003 17:41:29 GMT -5
*takes out a hatchet, throws it at a cp(crap person) in the forhead, it sticks out and he runs, takes it out and slices its head off, he does a pose*
*he looks for an opponent*
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Post by Angel Aries on Apr 9, 2003 18:06:41 GMT -5
*Aries hits the deck hard, all the breath leaving him in a 'whuff'!*
*His eyes go wide as he looks up at Vipey's axe.*
Mother.
*gets up and starts running away, shooting over his shoulder with his Brownings.*
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!
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Post by GunnSlinger on Apr 9, 2003 18:10:04 GMT -5
Circles the bar with no trouble at all, standing right in front of Aries, and pulling up the shotgun so the barrels dig into his gut.
Hi there.
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Post by Angel Aries on Apr 9, 2003 18:18:07 GMT -5
*Aries stops and looks down at the shotgun.*
Errr...
*He grabs the barrel, then eats the shotgun, leaving the handle in Gunn's hand.*
*grins and waves.*
Cheeee!
*starts running again!*
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Post by GunnSlinger on Apr 9, 2003 18:22:42 GMT -5
Reaches into the trenchcoat, and draws his S&W Revolver, placing it to Aries' temple
Nobody... NOBODY messes with the shotgun...
Pulls the trigger, sending a round directly through Aries' brain, then turns toward the next Aries that is sure to be coming in soon, a malevolant look on his face.
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Post by Angel Aries on Apr 9, 2003 18:47:03 GMT -5
*Aries miraculously survives this time, but even though he's got two gaping holes in his head, he finds that Gunn is off his guard, turned towards the door.*
Hey, fair game.
*He levels one of his Brownings at the back on Gunn's head, letting it tap against his hair.*
Blink!
*empties the clip into his head, then dives over the bar and starts reloading, taking a napkin and ripping off a slice, wrapping it around his head like a bandana to keep it from bloodletting too badly.*
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Post by GunnSlinger on Apr 9, 2003 19:03:43 GMT -5
The dead body of Gunn dissapears, and The door opens again, a young man standing in the doorway, wearing a tan long-sleeved shirt, a dark green t-shirt on over it, wearing a pair of jeans, a long wallet chain hanging down on the right side on his thigh, clinking slightly whenever he moves. He turns his head toward Aries, his green bangs hanging over his purple lensed sunglasses. He reached into his pockets, and pulled out a set of brass knuckles, sliding them onto his fingers.
Aries, I'm going to hurt you...
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Post by Angel Aries on Apr 9, 2003 19:27:20 GMT -5
*Aries freezes behind the bar.*
Eeep.
*gets an idea.*
Not if you can't fid Aries, y'can't!
*realizes he just gave away his position.*
D'oh!
*starts running again.*
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