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Post by Juz on Sept 29, 2008 18:02:08 GMT -5
Finally, Legionaire was alone. But suddenly, nearby Pidgeons began to attack the group. "Damn, forgot, he can control any living thing."
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Post by Biggie on Sept 29, 2008 18:03:11 GMT -5
Auron swung his massive blade, attempting to take down some of the birds.
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Post by Juz on Sept 29, 2008 22:36:45 GMT -5
The Birds were gone, but so was Legionnaire.
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Post by Biggie on Sept 30, 2008 8:47:20 GMT -5
"Any ideas of where he might have gone?"
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Post by Juz on Sept 30, 2008 14:49:23 GMT -5
"None. Probably to gather up more followers. We have to find a way to break his control." The Mercenary said.
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Post by Biggie on Sept 30, 2008 15:01:51 GMT -5
"Perhaps if we figured out what chemicals he manipulates in the mind, we could create a device that rebalances the situation.
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Post by Juz on Sept 30, 2008 17:00:26 GMT -5
"Possible... Yet, Heroes like us can't really do much science work, take my hint..." The Mercenary winked.
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Post by Biggie on Sept 30, 2008 17:44:56 GMT -5
"I was thinking we could call Spiderman or Batman. They were always good at thsi kind of stuff...".
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Post by Juz on Oct 1, 2008 18:28:31 GMT -5
"Haha, and let them have all the fun? No thank you."
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Post by Yich on Oct 1, 2008 22:22:10 GMT -5
half sunken eyes glowed in the back alley.
"Davis, you here?" called out one of three fair dressed men, "Our boss needs his stuff, man, what you got?"
"I'm fresh out, boys." came the raspy drawl that belonged to half sunken eyes, "fraid some homeless bum near times square needed it before your boss."
"That's a biiiiiiggg mistake, man." The leader of the three called out, you know you 'spossed to keep some on ya for the boss." His partners drew out their knives and guns.
"I tell you gentlemen what," the mezmerizing Drawl continued, "I have somethin for you, just for bein sooooo nice to me............................. RETRIBUTION!" In an instant the buildings at the entrance to the alleyway were damaged, as though a massive explosion had occured right between them, and the mobsters flew through the air, breaking bones and cursing as they hit the ground.
A lean, pale figure sauntered out of the rubble, "Now, you boys need to understand, I don't like being threatened. Try to keep yourselves under control next time." and as he walked away he threw a puond of drugs at each of the three.
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Post by Juz on Oct 1, 2008 22:24:25 GMT -5
The Merc heard the Clamor. He rushed to the scene. "What in the holy hell?! Who did this?!"
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Post by Yich on Oct 1, 2008 22:26:51 GMT -5
The mobster on the ground wheezed, "I thought it was our drug dealer, he ain't no man, that's fo sure, I don't know what happened, man, it was like we got pushed through the ******* air, felt like a giant ball was hittin us..." Sirens wailed down the street.
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Post by Juz on Oct 1, 2008 22:27:51 GMT -5
"Sounds interesting. New Enemy? In the midst of all this?" The Merc smiled
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Post by Yich on Oct 1, 2008 22:33:37 GMT -5
"No." said a silky voice, "No, well, maybe, it really depends on what he's descided to do with his life, attack people, or save them, I think he's chosen the former, side effects of a terrible childhood if you ask me."
The mobster struggled through the pain, "Boss?" he asked.
"Sh, sh, sh sh, not now, the police are almost here." the Well dressed amn continued, if you need any help with him, at all, let me know. And by him I mean the drug dealler."
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Post by Juz on Oct 1, 2008 22:35:39 GMT -5
"Pfft. Me, need a mobster. Haha!" He laughed hartily. "I'm the Steel Mercenary. I'm bullet-proof, man! And a Damn good shot, while we're on the subject."
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