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| Topic Started: Dec 30 2008, 11:21 PM (594 Views) | |
| Badx | Dec 30 2008, 11:21 PM Post #1 |
Kill it! Dear sweet mother of sin, kill it!
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A large crowd of people are gathered around a large veiled object. Infront of it is a man in a white suit atop a stage and camera crews all around. One of the reporters begins talking to the camera after being given her cue. "Today here in Metropolis central park the mayor is unveiling his gift to the city." Halfway across town a small impish like creature watched the event from a TV situated in a store window, listening as the camera's focused on the mayor who had begun talking. "People of Metropolis, today I present my gift to you!" grabbing the drape and removing it from the gift he revealed a golden statue of what appeared to be a hedgehog. Nobody got a good look as the statue was swallowed by the ground into a swirling abyss. People quickly began pouring out of the park once they noticed the hole had begun growing until the entirety of the park. From a rooftop nearby the imp like creature watched the scene play out with a sharp toothed grin on his face. Clapping rather sarcastically he began speaking in the direction of the void. "Alright, alright, let's get things going." |
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| Tsurugi | Dec 31 2008, 04:10 PM Post #2 |
Boktai > You.
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Tsurugi sat at the kitchen table, about to take a bite out of a sandwich, when suddenly, Zippo burst into the room shouting "Dude! Dude! Dude!" while waving wildly at the TV in the next room. Tsurugi just stared at him for a few seconds, waiting for him to elaborate further, But Zippo failed to give any intelligible explanation. Quickly becoming impatient, she cut him off. "What? What is it?" Zippo paused, as if he had forgotten why what exactly ws so important. "Central park just ate a giant golden statue!" Tsurugi stared blankly for a second, trying to determine whether he was serious. She slowly put her sandwich down and asked, "Um, what?" Instead of trying to explain, Zippo grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the living room and pointed at the TV, where a replay of the events was being played, followed by some footage of the camera crew fleeing in terror. "See?" he asked, sounding quite pleased with himself. "I think the 'weirdness black hole' around here must have manifested itself as an actual black hole." he observed, watching the footage again. "Let's go check it out!" Tsurugi said, disappearing out the front door without giving Zippo a chance to protest. |
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| Dragon | Jan 1 2009, 11:06 AM Post #3 |
RosesAreRed VioletsAreBlue IfI'mSchizophrenic ThenIAmToo
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"Something strange's happened at Central Park..." a black wolf spoke, seemingly to himself, as he juggled what appeared to be some sort of metal ball in one hand, "Knowing our new 'friends', I'm half assuming that they're on their way there," in his other hand he held a small red book, which he scanned over with his eyes as he spoke, "After all, when anything out of the ordinary seems to happen, we can easily just assosciate it with them... Either way, expect there to be a fun and fast explanation to come your way next time you snap into existence..." with that, he caught the ball one last time, and twisted each half of it. A click resounded, and he dropped it calmly into his pocket. Adjusting his glasses, he continued to read as he made his way towards Central Park. |
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| Leviathan Crusader | Jan 1 2009, 05:33 PM Post #4 |
I've heard legends of that person, how he traveled the land reducing all he touched to rubble
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"Sonan Bimia Resistus Blastus... ugh, whoever thought up those spell words must've been drunk..." Timothy closed the Codex with a loud thump and leaned back in his chair. Reading and deciphering the old book was hard work, and the fact that it had taken him two hours to figure out that those were indeed the right words just made it all the more taxing. Removing his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighed and tried to fight off the headache that was rapidly burrowing it's way into his skull. Sure, decoding ancient texts is difficult work, he thought, But I've never got a headache from it before... In a sudden flash, his eyes snapped open. Why can't I hear my watch? He became abruptly aware of the volume of the ambient noise around him and shot up out of his chair, sending it crashing to the floor. With a few quick steps, he wrenched open the apartment window and was greeted not by the sounds of a normal afternoon, but by the sounds of mass panic. Oh, and there was a gigantic black hole erupting from the park down the road. Wait... WHAT? The parapsychologist looked again and rubbed his eyes. Yep, that was a gigantic black hole alright. Without hesitation, he shut the window and ran to the door, snatching the Codex and his coat from the desk as he went. It was time to open a new case file. |
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| ShadictheHedgehog | Jan 1 2009, 05:49 PM Post #5 |
>> KEEP IT CLEAN <<
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Devlin the Falcon was seated in his favorite place: the leather couch in front of the television. He randomly flashed past a News channel, stopped, and went back. Apparently there was a black hole opening up randomly in town. "Whoa, epic." Devlin said. "Hm, black holes are sorta my area of expertise, may as well take a look." Shrugging, he did what he always did when there was trouble around- he calmly got up and walked to the scene of the crime. --- Para and Dox were watching television as well- well, not really, Dox was watching reruns of a random TV show and Para was screwing around with a machine. "You done making that gun yet?" Dox asked boredly. "No, and I won't be anytime soon. Engineering futuristic technology from scratch is no simple matter." Snapped the white hedgehog. "Then do what I do; break the thing in half, walk away, and never think about it again." Dox said, rolling his eyes as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "If only I could live one day in your simple little world..." Para muttered. "Oh yeah, you'd love it, there's a party every hour on the hour. Free underage drinking." Suddenly a random news report came on, talking about a strange black hole opening. Para turned and stood. "Dox! We're leaving." He commanded. "What, so soon? I wanted to watch the hole suck things up! Its just like in Path of the Furon!" Dox whined. "We're going to see it up close, idiot." In an instant Dox was at his side. "What're we waiting for, dear brother? Lets kick it into high gear!" The black hedgehog cackled. |
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| Badx | Jan 1 2009, 07:17 PM Post #6 |
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Kill it! Dear sweet mother of sin, kill it!
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Strolling over to the edge of the hole the imp took a look over the edge and kicked a rock into it, listening for a sign that it had hit the bottom, but never getting confirmation. "Yeah, that's pretty deep, huh?" Looking around he noticed that barriers had been set up around the park and that the crowd which had gathered at the scene had their attention focused on him. "Hmm, I seem to have drawn quite the crowd." he said in an almost playful tone. Sitting down and crossing his legs he began staring back at the crowd with coal black eyes, apparently waiting for someone. |
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| Dragon | Jan 1 2009, 07:59 PM Post #7 |
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RosesAreRed VioletsAreBlue IfI'mSchizophrenic ThenIAmToo
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Making his way through the crowd, Vincent held his book closely to his side. However much running and screaming there must've been before, everything seemed to be at a stunned standstill now. Finally reaching the front, he came to see what everyone was staring at. In the middle of the park, not only was there the hole which had caused such panic before, but their now sat a small, imp-like creature. "How..." Vincent began, trying to think of a way of summing it up, "...interesting..." As it sat their, blankly staring, Vincent came to the conclusion that it probably wasn't going to be doing anything till something else happened. With that conclusion, he moved forward from the front of the crowd, and simply sat down at a bench situated quite close to the creature. Bringing his book back up, he continued to read. |
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| Badx | Jan 1 2009, 09:14 PM Post #8 |
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Kill it! Dear sweet mother of sin, kill it!
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The imp turned his attention to Vincent who was simply reading a book next to him. Fully turning around he grinned and began speaking. "Thanks for volunteering, now-" Standing up, he walked closer to the wolf and taking the book began flipping through the pages. "-We may need a bit more people for this job though, so just sit tight until someone else volunteers, okay?" |
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| Dragon | Jan 2 2009, 05:54 AM Post #9 |
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RosesAreRed VioletsAreBlue IfI'mSchizophrenic ThenIAmToo
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Vincent gave the area in which his book was a somewhat blank stare, before turning his gaze to the imp. "I'm really hoping you kept your finger in the page..." he stated calmly, "I'd hate to have to find it again..." realising that of all the things to be concerned about, this was probably at the moment one of the last, he began questioning the small creature. "So, what have I gone and 'volunteered' for...?" |
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| Leviathan Crusader | Jan 3 2009, 04:39 AM Post #10 |
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I've heard legends of that person, how he traveled the land reducing all he touched to rubble
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With a low whistle of awe, Timothy folded his arms. The crowd was dense, a surprising fact considering that people were fleeing the scene in sheer panic less than five minutes ago. Curiosity... it overwhelms all obstacles, without fail, he mused with a mental smirk, Gotta love it. Now... how am I going to get past all these people? The tome beneath the fox's arm shivered, and within seconds it was open in front of him. "Fly?" he murmured to the pages, keeping an eye out for anyone giving him strange looks, "You've got to be kidding! That would draw far too much attention; there's no way I'm doing it." The book slammed itself shut (nearly taking Timothy's thumb with it) and rested in his hands, as if to say "Fine, think of your own plan." Tim frowned and drummed his fingers on the cover in thought. There had to be another way in... right? It's times like these I really wish I had a PI's license... |
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