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Post by Topaz Mutiny on Jul 20, 2008 19:43:48 GMT -5
@wolf@ Once Wolf seemed satisfied about the amount of damage he'd done, the lupine dropped the fox to the ground, growling.
"I should have figured you'd be heading here of all places, runt." he snapped, glaring at Tails. If that fox had popped out here, there was only one reason the wolf could think of why.
This kid was gonna mess with his Wolfen.
And that, Wolf thought, is a Death Wish. Lamenting the fact that he couldn't actually KILL the fox, he still felt it his duty to make the kit wish he WAS dead. And so he charged again, thrusting his claws forward for a Wolfen Slash. [dice=6][rand=8566408389946227984245105294481822207918599958627614004945209187]
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Post by deebs on Jul 20, 2008 19:47:50 GMT -5
[dice=6] MORE FAIL[rand=0652296467233628445848248523824014985045258705672618677838809429037]
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Post by Topaz Mutiny on Jul 20, 2008 20:48:13 GMT -5
@wolf@ And since Wolf was already in close to the fox, he comboed the previous attack with a Moonlit Kick, planning on sending Tails sky high. This combo worked plenty of times before, and the furious brigand had no reason to expect it would fail on this... this child. "Ra-OU!"[dice=6][rand=6484922437098383590872366286921950127519391508632938080930948429]
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Post by deebs on Jul 20, 2008 21:04:41 GMT -5
[dice=6] However, most of his opponents didn't have two tails that functioned like helicopter blades. Though dazed, and at the moment rather bloody, the kit managed to bring himself enough to his senses to flick his namesake's, narrowly sending him out of the kick's path.[rand=75536291120505387279140827147538075868539129395439768375962825975]
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Post by Topaz Mutiny on Jul 20, 2008 21:14:06 GMT -5
@wolf@ He missed. He missed he missed he missed he missed! Even dazed and bloody, this fox still had an ample amount of dexterity. But that would soon change, after all, the kid wouldn't last THAT much longer, in Wolf's cold eyes.
Slamming a palm into the ground, Wolf glared demonically at Tails and let loose a feral roar, showing rows of razor sharp teeth.
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Post by SHM 128 III on Jul 20, 2008 23:12:09 GMT -5
"Leave. Him. Alone." If Wolf was to turn around, he would see Shadow standing there, holding up the door that was previously pinning him down. He was now glaring daggers at the wolf, and his hand was gripping down on the door so hard, he was leaving an indentation. Not only did he have an intruder, and not only was he stealing stuff from the ARK, and not only did he outright attack him, but he was also threatening to outright maul Tails. Okay, so technically the fox had no permission to be on the space colony, either, but he knew the kit, and whatever geeky little reason he was on board was probably far from malicious. Plus, while he hardly ever got himself aquanted with the kid, he still considered him an... ally, one he wasn't about to let a complete stranger kill. "Keep roaring while you can," Shadow mockingly encouraged, a sneer on his lips, "when I'm through with you, your jaw will probably be wired shut for six to eight weeks." And with that, he threw the large, steel door at Wolf. [dice=6][rand=4891052618048838385291908121638796661107934617059992966580660445]
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Post by Topaz Mutiny on Jul 21, 2008 16:38:10 GMT -5
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@wolf@ And, what would probably be to everyone's surprise, Wolf caught the door. When Shadow finally revealed his presence, Wolf was actually rather impressed at how Shadow had lifted the door. But, since the black-and-red weird creature violated his element of surprise, Wolf was at most half-ready for the incoming mound of steel.
The vile canine grunted heavilly at the door made impact, impressed at the the speed of the throw and the force behind it. He could feel the momentum pushing him back, though he himself was little more than stunned by the impact. Gripping the edges of the door with his hands, Wolf glared at the alien creature from behind the massive object.
"Back off." he snapped. This alien had no business with him, though Wolf would make it his pleasure to teach this short, spikey extra-terrestrial a lesson, along with the kit. "Or you might GET HURT YOURSELF!" As his threat crescendoed into a heavy roar, Wolf spun around once and tossed the door back at Shadow, like a giant, cut-your-head-off shuriken of doom. Or a frisbee of doom. Whichever fit. [dice=6][rand=3399623392131456947265913292628770284168315698488448326986787689]
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Post by SHM 128 III on Jul 21, 2008 23:19:34 GMT -5
[dice=6] And, much like a real frisbee, Shadow simply reached up and caught the door himself. Unfortunately, the momentum made him lose his balance quite a bit, sending the hedgehog tumbling backwards and landing on his rear, gigantic door still in hand. "Okay, that does it... Playtime is over..." Picking the door back up as he rose to his feet again, Shadow promptly threw it back at Wolf in a discus-style throw (he was practicing for the Olympic Games). This time, however, he had focused his chaos power into the giant metal slab, causing it to begin sparking with chaotic energy. If Wolf made any contact with the door, he would be in for a... shocking surprise. "Try catching this!" [dice=6][rand=365788027688857934917318064047212437827034392038963124911640436935]
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Post by Topaz Mutiny on Jul 22, 2008 22:47:01 GMT -5
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@wolf@ Well, there's that thing about electricity and energy. They tend to not make you move so well. As such, when Wolf saw the demented frisbee come at him and prepared to catch it, he got a little more 'OOMPH' than he expected. A mere split second before impact, just as he began to touch the metal, the chaos energy rippled through his body, causing Wolf to go stiff and fluffy, and, consequentially, get slammed by the sheet of metal.
"GRK!" Fortunately, the spinning door knocked him to the side, and was spared being humiliatingly pinned underneath. Slowly, Wolf got up from the ground, arms trailing. He looked from the fox to the black creature, still glaring.
"It's not your business with what I'm doing to that fox. Get lost, punk." Wolf growled, making small... crunching movements... with his maw. It was probably easy to discern what he was thinking of.[rand=406353459462430847561228307265911420261420071984977876794954637227]
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Post by SHM 128 III on Jul 23, 2008 21:40:43 GMT -5
Shadow began to approach Wolf, his eyes never leaving his lupine foe. "It became my business when you started fighting on my space colony," the black hedgehog explained, tugging down on his gloves as he did so, "you have two options: take your ship and leave, or I will remove you by force." Shadow paused and got into a fighting stance. "Now, which will it be?"
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Post by Topaz Mutiny on Jul 30, 2008 16:51:12 GMT -5
@wolf@ Wolf snarled even more at the nobody's threat, the line of fur along his spine rising in an aggressive manner. Who did this kid think he was? In all honesty, Wolf didn't give a rat's posterior at Shadow's warning about being 'removed by force'. In his opinion, he could easily wipe the floor with the spiky thing and leave it at that.
However, Shadow's hesitation at attacking further gave the brigand a moment to consider his own options... despite how much he just wanted to slug the fool in the face and be done with it. Despite this colony belonging to the black character, Wolf had a good feeling that he did not know what Wolf was truely doing here. The fact that he (at least Wolf assumed it was a he, you never know with aliens) failed to mention thievery assured Wolf of this fact.
Wolf turned his head to the beaten-down fox. The kit was infuriating... but was it enough to risk a fight and lose his spoils... possibly even his ship? From what he had seen so far, the alien was deceptively strong. He had been tossing around that door as easily as Wolf had been. And that mysterious electrical charge... Wolf was unfamiliar with magic at best, having only seen it a few times before. This guy, despite his fragile appearance, looked to be an opponnent that was not going to go down easily.
And then there was the fact of a possible double-team, if that fox kit ever recovered from the beating Wolf had given him. He may have been a scoundrel, but Wolf never liked bad odds.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Wolf turned back to look at Shadow, a cold, defiant, and unimpressed glare in his eyes, but with a decidedly less threatening posture.
"Do whatever you want with him then; I'm done here." he snapped grumpily, trotting over to his ship, bag on his shoulder, and hopped into the cockpit, preparing for takeoff.
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Post by SHM 128 III on Aug 5, 2008 23:17:55 GMT -5
Shadow made no verbal response as Wolf walked by. Instead, he simply made due with staring at the intruder as he passed him. While Wolf was getting into his ship, the black hedgehog turned his attention back to Tails. True, it seemed like, in This World, most injuries were easily recovered from (especially with that whole trophy thing going on), but his gut reaction still made him concerned for the fox's well-being. Walking over to the kit, Shadow knelt down and put his hand on the kid's shoulder. "Are you okay?" he asked. He didn't sound particularly worried, but considering Shadow's persona, it was always hard to tell when he was being professional and when he was being personal.
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Post by deebs on Aug 5, 2008 23:32:39 GMT -5
The kit, in the meanwhile, had at least gotten up to his knees, and was trying to wipe the trail of blood and snot from his possibly broken nose. He didn't doubt that he prolli had a black eye now too, as the knee was the strongest bone in the body, unlike soft squishy faces with small fragile parts. Pointing a redded finger towards the leaving wolf, he did however manage to mutter something. "He stole."This was then punctuated by a very, very loud sniff, followed by a cough.
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Post by Topaz Mutiny on Aug 26, 2008 20:38:28 GMT -5
@wolf@ Wolf grinned... wolfishly. Inwardly he was peeved that the kit had managed to get up and accuse him of theft, which would probably lead to a fight, but it was too late to do anything about it now. "Well, since yer probably thinking about it now Smokey, I won't deny it." he then held up his bag with pride, and shook it with emphasis.
Alas, the things he got himself into. So much trouble, so much fun, and you could never tell when it was actually worth it.
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Post by Stoney on Aug 29, 2008 15:30:02 GMT -5
What happens to a flying pink marshmallow when it runs out of air to fly through? That's right, it keeps going. This was the first time Kirby had exited an atmosphere without the help of his Warp Star. It was interesting to watch the surface of the planet slowly slide away from him as the sky darkened into inky blackness; usually the Warp Star went too fast to let him appreciate the experience. Unfortunately he wasn't paying much attention, seeing as how his body still hurt after all that bouncing around and he was rubbing the top of his head to make it feel better. Gravity's pull on him gradually lessened, until Kirby felt it give way entirely; he floated through the vacuum of space, unharmed by the atrocious cold or the lack of oxygen. His species was used to such things. Kirby felt no shock at his new environment, only mild sadness as he realized that he probably wouldn't be able to find that grocery store again. He looked down at the planet below with a forlorn expression, not noticing the metallic sphere approaching him until it grew large enough to fill the entirety of his vision. Kirby did a double-take when he finally saw the ARK. His eyes grew large and round as he let out an awed "Oooooh..." that went unheard in the vacuum around him. As the space station's outer surface rose up to meet him, he wondered if it would be his friend.
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