01-12-2017, 04:25 AM
(01-12-2017, 02:38 AM)Timtimthe2nd Wrote: Tim, recovering from his initial shock, fires off another six rounds at the remnant's hand and arm that was currently swinging at the group.
"Why can't we just catch a break with this thing?"
He would then move to grab one of Surge's grenades that he had dropped
It seems mildly annoyed.
(01-12-2017, 02:03 AM)OdinYggd Wrote: Surge's holy hand grenade of antioch had apparently proven to be a total flop. And as he sprung away into a defensive position anticipating horrific injuries, Danu raises her hand.
The remnant's blade strikes something solid emitting a shower of sparks. Yet the object that had been struck wasn't visible- at least initially. It soon becomes visible, glowing a brilliant violet as the wavelength of light shifts into the visible range, revealing the object to be some sort of pole or rail.
Falling through the visible light spectrum, it becomes each color in turn before becoming a deep red, and then fading away to allow the blade to swing once more. But Danu had robbed the swing of momentum and thus power, making it much easier for her friends to defend against it.
Not waiting for that defense to happen, she lunges in to catch the blades again on her shield in the hopes of creating an opening for a counterattack.
"I'm afraid I have a slight problem with letting my friends die needlessly. You're going to have to come up with a better reason than that if you mean to get past me."
Her own blade was too short to strike the remnant while holding his blades with her shield, but perhaps while he was thus occupied someone else could move in to inflict a devastating blow.
The Remnant sharply exhales. "̸̸̩̥̦̜͍͎͒͟R̥̬̠͈̥̻͖͎͑͌͜͟I̶͋̒̽͌ͫ͑͏̰̭̬̣̤̻ͅĠ̩̼̥͔̊̄̏̊͑́͢H̾̾̿̽̓̚҉̩̪̦̤T̟̟ͩ̐̔́͜͟.̷̾̎ͧ͐̾͐̒͊҉̟̠̙̺̤̹ ̞͔̬͎̺̞̟͋̎ͭȲ̙̇͆̉̾ͯ̊O͈ͮ̽ͭ͐͘U̵͉̤̯̎͊ͭ̔ͬ'̨͉̙̋̄ͯͮͫR̶̲̠̖͔̖̺̤͇ͤͬͦ̊ͬ̃̔Ẽ̜̟̬̫͓̘͙̽̐̆́͟ ̢̨͔͎̫̳͔̫̦̠̈ͩ̏ͯ̏̿̏T̫̠̙̰̤̯̱̱̤͑̓̎ͮ̈́͛ͮͪͭ́H̶͖̻̱̪̝̻͇͍̅̓̌͊̀Àͩ̆̔҉͏̘͍̠Tͩ͂ͤ͒̇ͯͨͨ̓͟҉̳̣ ̟̥̥̋͊͂̓̾͆̓ͯ͢"̦̦͇̘͈̟̘̲͂̿̇H̡͈̫̜͍̞̭͍ͯ̉͊ͩ̂ͩͅĨ͈̱̥̝̭̊̃E͐͒́̄̌҉̫̤̯̻̰͕R̜͎͒̐̈́̀͘Ǫ̯̪̱͚͇͛̚M͈̤̰̪̻̪̰̝̓͑̑ͪ̑ͪͭ̏͟A͚̳͓̹̠̱̜͊̔͆̈ͥ̎͂ͭ̾N͕͕ͭ̒̀̚ͅC̜̬͕͇̱̮̖̼͕ͥ̚E̺͖͋̏R̢̲̬̱͚̳̩͍̙͛̈́ͭ̓̈́ͩ.̗̰̻̥̈́̾ͭͬͬ̈ͫ̔ͅ"̸̑҉̳̺̩ ̧̬̰͕͙̣̺̠̩ͫ̽ͦ͌ͯ̑͝ͅG̷̶̤͚͛̐͆ͤ̎ͬO̵ͯ͐҉̹͍̪̫̩͕͕̜ ̵͇̠̆C̢̮͂̇̌͆ͭ̈̇Ḫ͚̲̅̿̓̍ͬ̚͘͝A͒̍̋͐̀̓͒ͪ̉̀҉̯͓S͙̜͖̩͍͙͚̖̒͟͠͞Ȩ̛̮̥̫̱̙̘̤͈̜͋̾͂͋̉͂̒̉̓ ̗̩̖̙̻̳͈͔͕̅̀̀̅́̂̆͗͢͟A̫͖̣̗͎͛̈͜͡N̶̾ͣ̀͏̥̠ ̵̢̤̞̥͇̺̬̮̓ͮ̌͘ͅÍ͖̠̥̠͕̥̄ͫ̏͋̚M̩̺̬̬̜̱͔͚̘̔ͨͥͬ̍̐̍P̃̽̂̇͒͠҉̸͙̰̱̦̦̱̞,̡̮̘͇̣̥̳̲̫̪̏͐ͤ̈́ͧ͌͗ͨ͢͞ ̙͉̞̳̾ͯ͟͟S̱̟̘͕̰̅͞E͆͑̎́҉̮̘̣̤͔̜̹̗͘R̨̦͇̞̂̆ͣ̎͗ͬ̒̃͑͟͠Ǎ̛̗͎̥̰̯̌̇̄̓̉ͫ̓ͤ̀ͅP̰̘ͥ͗͆͋̎̃ͯ̀H̲̱͖̲̦͛͆̉ͤ͒.̺̺̖͍ͮ̋̄̓͒̑̿̀ͅ"̤̾́̉͐̽̅̓
It raises its foot and kicks from the side as it lets its blades back up.
The strange figure silently wakes up. "Nngh..."
The man slowly props himself up. "What... Where..." he questions quietly.
He quickly realizes that there's a large, demonic figure some distance before him. He also notices Umbra, who is still unconscious.
There it is... Wretched-
I'll have to stop you there.
That voice... Is this another one of your tricks, Umbral? It's new. I'll give you that.
Far from it. I've seen both his memories and yours, and... There's a split. He isn't the same person you've been hunting.
...What?
The man stays in his seemingly half-asleep state.
Battle.net ID: Umbrakiin#1313
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