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Post by hellcomet on May 14, 2009 22:51:06 GMT -5
*Patch looks confused for a second then his grin turns into a huge smile. He directs his sword to the cloak and a burst of flames fallows contact of the blade to the fabric.*
Patch "Burn ya poozer."
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Post by jace on May 15, 2009 12:30:31 GMT -5
*Cowboy watched as the cloak just simultaneously exploded into little bits, the mist seemed to shriek in pain and dart toward the cloak pieces then they came together and formed a human with Barbaric runes all over its female frame, she drew a sword which split into to two one of which blocked a bullet from cowboy and the other to defend any frontal attack from patch*
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Post by hellcomet on May 15, 2009 19:39:51 GMT -5
Patch "Oi zilla you just made dis a GREAT day"
*He swings his blade wildly each strike like a crack from a whip. Hood stands against the back wall his eyes looking off at something other then the fight going on.*
Hood "Hurry and finish this we must be going if we are to be on time."
Patch "Mother fuck'n shit whore always when i start to hve fun some poozer stomps it down."
*patch draws the sword back and it fits together like normal he point the tip of the blade at the girl.*
Patch "Shoot."
*The blade once more seperates and extends like a bat out of hell towards the girl.*
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Post by jace on May 15, 2009 22:20:06 GMT -5
*The blade connected straight through her abdomen and spine killing her where she stood, she stood there twitching before falling to her knees, cowboy walked over and drilled her once in the head for good measure, he then looked at hood then patch*
If were going lets go...hey contact (hood) we gonna need to relay information during this mission?..if so we need something to call each other..
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Post by hellcomet on May 16, 2009 12:01:51 GMT -5
*Hood dusts himself and heads to the door.*
Hood "Call me Timebroker."
*Patch's sword contracts once more. The barbs disappear and it returns to being a normal great sword.*
Patch "What kinda poozer name is Timebroker? It a mage thing?."
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Post by jace on May 17, 2009 10:03:15 GMT -5
Timebroker....kinda long...eh...broker will do..M'names...not important, jus call me cowboy...
*he followed broker towards the door shuffling under his cloak the entire time, a few clicks to be heard hear and there*
Well if we are now underway care to explain whats going to kill me this time?..
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Post by hellcomet on May 18, 2009 18:50:44 GMT -5
*as the three walk out the door they are welcomed by the view of a large field of flowers, the bar is gone. Hood turns and faces the two men.*
Hood "I was hoping for a bigger group but you will do for now."
*A large gauntlet with an orange gem appears on the cowboys left arm.*
Hood "that will serve as a connection between you and me. and as for your misssion."
*With a gut wrenching pull the scenery changes and a large dark alley springs up around the two hood no where to be seen. Loud sounds drift in the alley and a rotten smell fills the nostrils.*
*hoods voice fills the cowboys mind.*
Hood 'You have elected to take part in saving the multiverse by fixing discrepancies that appear that would otherwise destroy the reality in their respective dimensions.'
Patch "WHAT THE FUCKING 'ELL IS GOING ON!"
Hood 'mission directives wil be sent in a while take time to adjust and familiarize yourselves with this realm, you wont always get this pleasure .'
Patch 'WHATS GOIN ON!!!!!!
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Post by jace on May 19, 2009 13:13:02 GMT -5
*First thing cowboy did was try to take off the gauntlet, having failed at that he quickly pulled out one of his guns and shot it to see if anything happened*
"Bloody Christ in heaven make our selves at home....where in the fuck are me!?"
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Post by hellcomet on May 19, 2009 13:17:02 GMT -5
Patch "Thats what ive been asking. OH! Cool glove."
*Patch's eye stares at the guanlet on the cowboys arm.*
Patch "So gun dude. Where can i get some of dose."
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Post by jace on May 19, 2009 13:20:31 GMT -5
*cowboy looked at Patch for a moment dumbfounded and shook his head*
"i dont know find the broker and ask eem in the mean time i need to find the gun smith..."
*Cowboy began to walk out of the alley keeping a ungauntleted hand on the but of a gun ready to draw and fire*
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Post by hellcomet on May 19, 2009 13:23:53 GMT -5
*at the end of the alley the cowboy is welcomed with the sght of lrge metal contraptions moving quickly along paved paths high in the sky are more of these beast making ther away between the giant buildings of metal and glass.*
Patch "Everything 'ere looks..............breakable!"
*The hard etched grin forms on Patch's haggard face.*
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Post by jace on May 19, 2009 13:28:12 GMT -5
"For once i would have to agree with you.."
*Cowboy walked out infront of the metal contraptions, as it honked he whipped and shot at it oen bullet hitting the tire which causing it to swirve and hit a tree*
"I do belive we should leave before itgets back up and wants to continues the fight..."
*Cowboy saw a shop and walked in and looked around at all the weird things then looked at the casheir*
"Wonder if they speak the same.."
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Post by hellcomet on May 19, 2009 13:34:54 GMT -5
*the cashier looks wide eyed at the cowboy*
Cashier "Esaelp Tnod llik em!"
*Patch walks up the poor kid behind the counter and stares him hard in the eye.*
Patch "Im taking som dis shit, kay poozer?"
*THe cashier nods and patch goes rummaging through the supplies."
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Post by jace on May 19, 2009 13:39:22 GMT -5
*Cowboy watched Patch for a moment and shook his head*
"ill not be linked to a thief...."
*Cowboy walked out as Patch was rummaging and explored a bit never actually straying out of sight of patch, being the only person he could even communicate with in this world he may be needed..though he looked around at tall structures they were none like he had ever seen before and many times taller, he got bumped and he noticed one of his guns was gone, he whipped around and shot four people in the there heads and searched untill he found it*
"Dont ever touch my weapons.."
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Post by hellcomet on May 19, 2009 13:45:13 GMT -5
*Patch sticks his head out th stores door. on his head is a large stack of fruit placed in the shape of a hate, over one arm a pair of blue jeans on his face novelty Groucho Marx glasses.*
Patch "Son bitch, crazy poozer alsorts of kill going on out 'ere."
*Patch exits the store wering no pants and pokes one of the bodies with a foot. Sirens ring out as two metal contraption desend from the sky flashing light decorate their roof. Patch draws the shotgun from its holster at his hip and points it at one of the cars.*
Patch "Da parents of dat thing cha killed are 'ere."
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