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Edited by Cosmic:
2/22/2016 3:50:08 AM
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[u][i]tic Toc Tic Toc.[/i][/u]
[b]wheatley dashes through the halls of the Pirates vessel. Rooms slowly fill with entrails and bodily fluid as he rampages through the ship, hoping to draw as much attention to himself as possible. He rushes into the bridge, expecting a fight. He readies his sword, a crimson blade protruding from a red snake wrapped around his wrist[/b]
[spoiler]open to narration as well as other peeps[/spoiler]
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[b]Dreath was is there, surrounded, but surprisingly he sheathed his sword. He sat there for a couple of seconds before doing an intrecate pattern with his hands and the pirates that surrounded him started to get torn apart by black tendrils[/b]
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[b]he rushes over, blocking incoming attacks with a crimson blade protruding from the mouth of a red snake. His formerly white hoodie and white hair are stained with blood. Both his own and his enemies. He defends Dreath while he performs the ritual thing[/b] "Hey bud, I'm cleared! For real!" [b]he throws his hands up as a baton wacks him across the face, a pirate using human weaponry. He stabs it with the snake sword, which he had named "[i]serpentine[/i]"[/b]
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[b]Once all the enemies in the room have been slaughter he runs over and picks him up in a hug[/b]
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[b]he returns the hug.[/b] "I won't force you through something like that again. I promise." [b]he lets go, and looks into the red light he assumes is a visual outlet.[/b] "We're getting out of here, okay? Neither of us is gonna die here."
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[b]He nods as more enemies rush into the room[/b]
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[b]he is but with a bullet, and still draws a red glock 17, mowing through as many as possible giving dreath the time he needs to find cover[/b]
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[b]As he runs for cover he does another intricate hand movements and more black tendrils come out of the ground and start tearing pirates apart[/b]
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[b]he gives brief notice to his wound, before running foreward to gain more ground against the Pirates, cutting through more of them with the snake sword [/b]
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[b]The black tendrils tear through the pirates mercilessly killing any trying to flank or any you missed[/b]
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[b]he continues, hacking through them, and at one point lowering his mask and biting into ones neck[/b]
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[b]At certain points you can see Dreath moving his hands seemingly controlling the black tendrils[/b]
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[b]he fires more, taking more hits, getting shot one too many times before he collapses to the ground, Hiding behind a pile of entrails he had previously created[/b]
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[b]The black tendrils take over keeping them back enough for you to avoid getting shot more[/b]
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[b]he stands up, still running down the hallway into a room and shooting, using the tendrils as cover until he had cleared the room. He falls over and exhales [/b]
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[b]The tendrils dissapear once all the enemies are gone and Dreath runs over[/b]
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"I'll be fine dreath, I've survived worse. I'm more worried about you..." [b]he leans against a wall, applying pressure to the most wounds he can cover with his hands[/b]
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[i]I was behind cover most of the time[/i] [b]The familiar voice goes through his head[/b]
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[b]he grimaces In pain.[/b] "You should regroup with the others... Leave me, I can take them."
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[i]Are you sure[/i]
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[b]he is barely able to stand. He draws his gun and still aims it down the hall, standing guard.[/b] "I can hold until either they overwhelm me or reinforcements arrive, just go."
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[i]Alright[/i] [b]He runs into the hall and dissapears[/b]
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((End))
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