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Post by Lady Kuri on Jun 5, 2009 14:02:10 GMT -5
She kept running and stumbling her way through the thick folliage. When the first little apple spider started to crawl up her leg she screamed, yanking it off and smashing it into the nearest rock she could find. Imediately she wished she hadn't stopped. More of them started swarming her. She kicked them off and began to struggle faster through the now thinning forest. The little gollums were not far behind, and it wasn't hard to hear the ripping and rumbling of the huge possessed tree.
The rushing water of the river was close. Replacing the machine gun attachmen with the shotgun was easy, she fired a few shots ahead and into the river freezing the top for a few yards. Red slid out to the center of it waiting for the rest of the gollums to come.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jun 5, 2009 14:13:25 GMT -5
The golems wobbled their way onto the ices and it was instantly obvious that they where out of their element. The dirt that composed their bodies began sticking to the ice and comeing out in small clumps as they walked. The apple spiders delicatly stepped onto the ice, their sharp pointed feet cutting into the frozen river a little making it hard for them to move at their normal skittering fast pace. The possessed tree bursts through the tree line and stops short of the river not even dareing to tred acrost.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jun 9, 2009 20:32:42 GMT -5
First she fired at the closer targets immobilizing them in huge blocks of ice. The frozen lake groaned from the extra weight, Red backed up slowly shooting the tree as she went. It shattered on the second shot. As soon as she got to the other side of the river the wobbling ice split, sweeping the ice sculpures along with the current. She was left on the other bank out of breath.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jun 10, 2009 12:47:01 GMT -5
The tree attempts to move, large patches and structures of ice clung to its body. It bellowed and finaly gave up, the small blue clouds raceing from its body hovered for a while.
The earsplitting sound of a wolfs howl crashed through the forest followed shortly by a very loud explosion. The clouds of blue scatter into the forest, as the large pillar of smoke rises from the direction of town.
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Wolde strode into town at a leasurly walk. His curiousity had been perked seening the roads empty of any travel or comerce, but entering down he found why. Not a singal person could be found inside the town. He moves the toothpick around with his tongue.
"Hello, hello...."He says walking down the emptied cobble stone streets. Looking at the town now it had changed so much from the last time he was here. They used to have simple dirt roads, few building where above a singal story in height. Now they had stone streets, street signs, two and up story buildings, and from shop windows it seemed that the manner of dress had changed as well.
Wolfe stops and sniffs the air, it was filled with the faint smell of smoke. He removes his fedora and listens, his ears twitching and moving in various directions. Both ears perk up in the same direction as he hears the heavy, metalic footsteps against the stone streets. Greatly against his better judgment he places his hat back on and walks down the streets towards the sound.
He finds there had been as very large town square constructed, with a bell tower as its centerpeice. But this isn't what first got his attention. What did was the massive castiron stove shapped beast patroling the square. Mutiple pipes pushed thick smoke into the air.
His original intention was to move around the creature and give it a wide birth.....but that didn't work. After seeing him the creature reels back and hurls and massive ball of flame at Wolfe. Who's only retalition to the attack was to attempt to counter it. The air is split by his howl before the fireball explodes shaking the town sending smoke high into the air.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jun 20, 2009 15:13:16 GMT -5
She leaned against a tree looking around. As far as she could tell there was nothing there too see out of the ordinary. But she wasn't going to take any chances by staying in the forest, she started to wander along the river looking for a suitable place to cross when she saw in the distance a bridge. It was strange since she couldn't recall a bridge being there in the first place but it didn't exactly seem out of place since there was a path that lead across it. Following this path she found that it lead to the main road and back to the village. From down the road she could see the smoke rising into the air and hear an earsplitting howl shake the ground, knocking her off her feet.
Red felt a flash of heat wash over her, cinders and ash had come raining down on her. Quickly she jumped to her feet and ran towards the village. When she got there she realized it was empty of people. She kept running towards the town center, she knew for certain she had heard Wolfe's howl. Could he be causing all this?
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jul 14, 2009 18:15:43 GMT -5
Smoke and cinder billow into the air higher and higher as the buildings along the gated village square come alight. Fire breaking windows and collapsing the sturdiest of wooden frames. The heavy metalic clang and thunk of footsteps echos through the ruined buildings.
The hulking metal beast swooped its hand and arm through the flames clearing them for a breif momment expossing the broken building face that Wolfe had been smashed into, however, there was no body. The monsters drags its fingers through the rubble trying to find Wolfe, who sats wounded, further into the building behind the remains of a closses door. His arm was bleeding from splitters of wood, bruises covering his upper body under his cothing, burns here and there, thankfully the tight woven fabrics could take a flame for a breif period and had sheilded him from some of the blasts heat.
He winces picking the splitters of wood from under his skin, and tieing a peice of his burnt and torn sleeve to stop the blood, trying to stand he feels his left arm go slightly limp. Gripping the edge of the broken door he rushes from hidding hurling the peice of wood as hard as he can. Watching it frisbe through the air and smack the monster in the side of the head, he rushes it scaling it's hand. With a flick of his wrist air begins to swhirl around his hand again, this tim ethe smoke getting sucked in giving it the appereance of a large mangled claw.
The air is filled with a sound like like of nails on a blackboard. He drags his 'claws' up the monsters arm and leaps off its shoulder behind it, failing to stick the landing and dumbling along the ground the near three story high fall from it's shoulder left hims winded and shaken, smoke burning his lungs. As he lays there caughing for a momment he sees the four barely noticable scratches up the monsters arm as it turns and raises its collasle foot over him.
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