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Post by DeredereChan on Oct 8, 2015 22:38:00 GMT
"Marq!" Camille saw her friend struggling with the assassin, and she knew she had to do something. Thinking quick, she concentrated heavily, and she gathered some shadows around her and moved them inside of the assassin's eyes. Being unable to reflect any light inside of his eyes, he would be completely blind so long as Camille could keep on concentrating.
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Post by Jetsterjason on Oct 9, 2015 4:21:29 GMT
Chris grimaced at the scene, and then decided to try and help. He grabbed some green and tied down the assassin's limbs at the ankles and wrists to the ground, preventing his movement and revealing his face.
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Post by Residisi on Oct 9, 2015 10:30:19 GMT
As the stranger felt his limbs being restrained by Chris's strange abilities, he revealed his grotesque, bloody face which was lacerated and torn by various, old cuts. The assailant then started screaming, wildly shaking his head after being deprived of his eyesight and movement. He instinctively bit Marq's nose with his repulsing teeth, attempting to bite his nose off.
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Post by Frozen on Oct 9, 2015 20:32:01 GMT
"Aaargh!" Marq's nose gets a feeling of extreme pressure, and it takes him a moment to realize that his nose is being chomped on! Damn it! This freak's lost it by now! He'll end up chewin' my nose off if he gets the chance! He ain't plannin' on talkin' anyways, so this is my only option...!
Marq reaches out with his free hand, and grabs the assailant's chin, tightening his grip with each second. "D-damn, fool! Just lettin' ya know, ya brought this on yerself!" Marq would push the assassin's chin downward in a sudden burst of physical force, opening his jaw, but the jaw would open further than it was meant to, and a snap is audible to those nearby!
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Post by deconyus on Oct 9, 2015 23:07:16 GMT
Richy looked in confusion and horror at the assassin's desperate attack and how the rest of them fight back. He seems pretty beaten but he just keeps fighting. What's motivating this guy? Why does he keep going? Richy steps back from the action for a moment. He saw a some vehicles pass by earlier. His feeling to leave is increasing, seeing that these guys might not need his help. But...he's worried this assassin is far from done.
As the assassin's jaw snaps, Richy takes the moment to send a dust cloud into his mouth, either to choke or to incapacitate him further.
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Post by Residisi on Oct 10, 2015 19:09:48 GMT
The assassin screams in pain as Marq starts slowly extending his jaw, severely deforming his bones and making him look much more hideous than before. As he cried out, he saw a large, solid wave of dust enter his mouth, making it difficult to breathe. He started flailing wildly, causing Marq's stab wound to open up and pour more blood on the ground. As he still attempted to escape, he started having a strange breakdown as drool and foam started coming from his mouth and blood started falling from his eyes, before he suddenly stopped doing anything at all. Even breathing.
In a few moments, Marq would realize he was standing on the body of a dead man.
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Post by Frozen on Oct 10, 2015 20:34:11 GMT
Marq hovers over a man who had tried to kill him and his friends, one whose name he had never learned, one that he has killed. Sure, he's killed before, like that werewolf. But this time, Marq had gotten to see the twisted expressions he made before he died. And then the man started foaming, and blood started falling from him eyes... Was blood pouring out like that normal when you kill someone? Marq didn't really know what it was like to do something as violent as what he did, so he wouldn't know. Especially since Marq is, after all, a violent man. He would always talk big, and even threaten to harm someone if things get heated, so it was only natural that this happened! And it wasn't like he didn't deserve it, anyways! He tried to kill his friends, and him, after all! But, was it really his decision to make, whether someone would die or not...?
All of these thoughts would rush into Marq's mind, and would make his mind and vision muddy. A sharp pain returns to his stomach, and Marq is reminded of the real reason his vision and mind is becoming so clouded. Marq would roll off of the assassin, and lie on his back next to him. His breathing becomes labored, and the last things he can feel are the raindrops falling on him and the pain he felt on his many stab wounds. He's about to pass out from the blood loss and exhaustion.
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Post by DeredereChan on Oct 10, 2015 21:08:20 GMT
"Come on Marq, don't keel over just yet." Camille hovered over Marq and looked down disapprovingly, her hands in her pockets. "I worry about you sometimes, you know. You'll get yourself killed for real one of these days, and I'm not going to be the one to bury you, that's for sure." She sighed in a half-hearted sort of way before deciding to do something. Taking her time, she leaned down and opened her backpack, getting out an emergency medical kit. She quickly bandaged whatever wounds she could find on Marq, and then looked over her work. "Well, you'll be fine for now..." She sighed, feeling rather empty. "Idol of the gods..." she whispered under her breath, wondering what the assassin meant. This wasn't a coincidence. No, to be more accurate, none of this has been a coincidence. Attacks from assassins, there has to be a reason behind it. But, what could it be... What do we need to do? So many of my friends got injured today, it could be even worse next time... I don't know what I would do if something happened for real. but I still don't know what they want, or what I need to do. Then again, when do I ever know what to do?
"Whatever." Camille wasn't in the mood to linger around any longer. She quickly replaced her flat wheel with a wheel in a secret compartment of her Vespa, and sped off without saying another word. |
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Post by Frozen on Oct 10, 2015 21:45:12 GMT
He luckily doesn't pass out, thanks to Camille. However, there's another wound that Camille didn't account for, this being his wounded pride. Damn it... I'm supposed to be protecting HER from assassins, and then she goes to get stabbed... And right after, she has to save me! Like hell she's getting outta my sight again! I just hope we don't run into another assassin...
He would think back to what he had just witnessed. He shakes his head as to remove the thoughts from his mind, and would slowly climb up, immediately after being stabbed and treated. He carries himself to his Shockwave, and climbs on. He starts his engine and follows suit.
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Post by BlacKnightZero on Oct 10, 2015 22:31:27 GMT
Alex regained his composure when he saw a few of his comrades driving off. Looks like they took care of the assassin. It was still really weird to him that assassins and bounty hunters and all those types of people were coming after the group, but at least now he knew it had something to do with the totem at the ruins. As for this wound that Alex still had, it looked like it had stopped bleeding for now. Though he would still have to go somewhere to get that taken care of.
Alex carefully got back onto his motorcycle and drove off towards his destination.
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Post by Residisi on Oct 10, 2015 22:37:33 GMT
"Of course. Of course she helps him out and not me......" Paul would think, slightly annoyed at the fact that Camille had taken her time to help Marq out instead of him, but he lightly slapped himself afterwards. "Man...I should stop thinking about stuff that way. Marq risked his life for us and we were all touched and surprised by that. Even Camille could not help but admire him in that moment. Probably at least." Paul then slowly stood up, covering the hole in his stomach with the palm of his hand and sluggishly walking towards his car. "Well...Time to get going I guess...." He croaked as he took out a tire from the back of his car while he stared at the sky and noticed the clouds slightly moving away. "...Looks like it's going to stop raining too..." Regardless of that, Paul was still wounded and needed to get medical attention as soon as possible. The same applied for Marq, Alex and Camille, but seeing her drive off determinedly like that gave him the idea that she wouldn't stop soon. "...First place, huh..." He kept thinking about how much time he had wasted in this fight, like in all of the other attacks. Maybe it was his destiny to lose, or something like that.
"Whatever." He remarked to himself as he finished replacing the tires and started driving off with the now tranquil sky, devoid of rain and thunderstorms.
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Post by deconyus on Oct 11, 2015 17:56:18 GMT
Richy watched the man die. He was filled with memories of his past, dark memories. He felt somewhat responsible...but as everyone began to leave Richy knew he had to go. He might have wasted his opportunity to get in first, but he's going to make his mark on this race no matter what.
Richy piled into his car and sped off, with the others, desperately trying to make it ahead.
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Post by DeredereChan on Oct 11, 2015 19:46:07 GMT
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