(05-20-2015, 01:51 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 01:49 AM)Segolia Wrote: [ -> ]Fair call. Speaking of ateros I guess mine never really did anything; it just seemed to stay inert. What's up with that - was I neglecting it or something?
Do you still have them? I mean...they should have at least gotten an active form or something...
*he points to the visor on his face*
It did turn into a handgun once, but I don't think it really has enough mass for anything more substantial. Everyone else was messing around with other nanomachines which seemed to be a catalyst-
(05-20-2015, 01:50 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 01:49 AM)Segolia Wrote: [ -> ]Fair call. Speaking of ateros I guess mine never really did anything; it just seemed to stay inert. What's up with that - was I neglecting it or something?
You're going to feel a little prick.
*quickly takes a sample of his blood*
This will do nicely.
Gah!! *he turns to face the injured avali*
and what exactly are you planning on doing with that?
(05-20-2015, 01:59 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 01:58 AM)Segolia Wrote: [ -> ]*he points to the visor on his face*
It did turn into a handgun once, but I don't think it really has enough mass for anything more substantial. Everyone else was messing around with other nanomachines which seemed to be a catalyst-
Gah!! *he turns to face the injured avali*
and what exactly are you planning on doing with that?
Something insidious.
Give me one good reason why I should let you leave. I don't think you're going anywhere fast on that leg...
(05-20-2015, 02:00 AM)Segolia Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 01:59 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ]Something insidious.
Give me one good reason why I should let you leave. I don't think you're going anywhere fast on that leg...
*pulls out a taser and shoots seg with it while muttering to himself*
He threatened me, he threatened me, he threatened me...
(05-20-2015, 02:02 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 02:00 AM)Segolia Wrote: [ -> ]Give me one good reason why I should let you leave. I don't think you're going anywhere fast on that leg...
*pulls out a taser and shoots seg with it while muttering to himself*
He threatened me, he threatened me, he threatened me...
*Segolia sees marxon drawing the weapon and attempts to react, but the range is far too short to possibly dodge. The shot hits him in the side of the torso and he falls straight to the ground, apparently faint*
(05-20-2015, 02:04 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 02:02 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ]*pulls out a taser and shoots seg with it while muttering to himself*
He threatened me, he threatened me, he threatened me...
What th-
No that is not okay. Not okay at all. You are not doing anything with that blood, do you understand? And you are most certainly not keeping that goddamn weapon. Give it to me before I take it from you.
I'll hit you with more than a taser if you approach!
*pulls out and quickly assembles a makeshift grenade launcher*
GET BACK!
*spits out a bit of blood, turns his back, showing the area around his massive neural jack lining his spine devoid of feathers, covered in blood and sores*
(05-20-2015, 02:08 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 02:07 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ]I'll hit you with more than a taser if you approach!
*pulls out and quickly assembles a makeshift grenade launcher*
GET BACK!
*spits out a bit of blood, turns his back, showing the area around his massive neural jack lining his spine devoid of feathers, covered in blood and sores*
Calm the fuck down, put the weapon down, before you do something you will regret. Well, more than you already have.
*hobbles backwards rather quickly into the shadows*
*Jacob the Marowak, still wearing the pajamas and bathrobe, exits his lab for the second or third time today.*
Alrighty, quick update o-
...What the flameo happened here?
(05-20-2015, 02:11 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 02:09 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ]*hobbles backwards rather quickly into the shadows*
[color=#f87f00]*There's...literally no shadows to hobble back into. The middle of the area is clear of anything that could cast a shadow, and the plots are a good walking distance away. I very swiftly follow after Marx, easily outpacing him. Hobbling gets no one anywhere fast.*
*drops his crutch and repeatedly screeches as he full on sprints away *
(Worth noting with the high fever it's a miracle he has the mental capacity to talk)
(05-20-2015, 02:13 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 02:12 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ]*drops his crutch and repeatedly screeches as he full on sprints away *
*Even by the time he had dropped his crutch, I'm in front of him.*
Cease and desist.
*puts the barrel in his mouth*
would yyou liiiike t-t-t-to find out, how how how aaaaciiiiiiid tastes?
*gibbering like a mad man and in very bad shape, a simple shove would knock him out*
(05-20-2015, 02:16 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 02:13 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: [ -> ]
*Even by the time he had dropped his crutch, I'm in front of him.*
Cease and desist.
*puts the barrel in his mouth*
would yyou liiiike t-t-t-to find out, how how how aaaaciiiiiiid tastes?
*gibbering like a mad man and in very bad shape, a simple shove would knock him out*
*A sudden flurry of movement and Jacob, now a Scyther, has his arm-scythe lodged through his abdomen.*
You do NOT piss off a demon.
(05-20-2015, 02:18 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 02:16 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ]*puts the barrel in his mouth*
would yyou liiiike t-t-t-to find out, how how how aaaaciiiiiiid tastes?
*gibbering like a mad man and in very bad shape, a simple shove would knock him out*
Hnrhgh.
*The only obvious course of action was to push the crazy sickman back - the gun tasted bad, and I wasn't in the mood to assimilate it.*
Aaaaaa!
*falls over and bangs his head on the ground against a stone with a sickening thud , followed by gushing blood*
Urk...
*Segolia sits up slowly, clutching his side and taking a moment to regain his bearings*
urgh, that little bastard. *he looks around to see ehks in a standoff with marx*
(05-20-2015, 02:19 AM)JacobDaGun Wrote: [ -> ] (05-20-2015, 02:16 AM)Marxon Wrote: [ -> ]
*puts the barrel in his mouth*
would yyou liiiike t-t-t-to find out, how how how aaaaciiiiiiid tastes?
*gibbering like a mad man and in very bad shape, a simple shove would knock him out*
*A sudden flurry of movement and Jacob, now a Scyther, has his arm-scythe lodged through his abdomen.*
You do NOT piss off a demon.
(When the hell did you get involved? )