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7/16/2015 9:54:01 PM
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"In some way, yes."
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  • "You're a joke! I feel sorry for Amy! You, are going to exorcise me?! Hah!"

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  • [b]he chuckles.[/b] "Look at you. You poor, poor creature... so far up against the wall that you can only laugh at the inevitable... it must be terrifying to be you."

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  • "No I'm just laughing at the fact you think I'm a demon you can just exorcise. I'm a god, you can't just throw holy water at me and say some words from a bible."

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  • "You and I have a [i]very[/i] different definition of 'Exorcism'."

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  • "And what does yours entail you wretch? You realize if you didn't have that rune I could make you do anything. I could make you kill your self and watch as you slit your own throat. Poor Amy would just watch and scream and cry inside of herself."

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  • "But, you know what, Demi-god? I'm not. You have those runes on you because you're weak. You're a pathetic excuse for a Demi-god. Stealing the body of a poor girl. What happened to your own? Did you lose it? Destroyed by one of us Mortals? Your threats mean nothing. Right now, your only power is to annoy me."

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  • "I have seen thousands of races and worlds just like yours fall. They have their peaks, and then they have their extinction. You.... You are far for overdue. There have been men just like you, guided by greed and lust. Men like you who have felt loss, felt betrayal by the ones they love. Those loved ones chose someone else over them. These men did what you did. They made a deal with Reaper. Some hair, a couple drops of blood, and they had their very own copy of the girl they were betrayed by. Sure their hair or eyes were a different color, but they were nearly the same as the girl they were made from, and that's all Amy is to. A blatant copy of Samantha you can please yourself with, and she knows, she's disgusted by you deep down inside. Jay was right, this is unhealthy. Your inability to let go. You think your in the right, making Amy. You think your self justified in creating this thing. You are wrong. Kor I can see inside you, I can see your emotions and memories. I may not be able to control you but I can see through you like glass. You know what Amy is, you refuse to accept what you've done is wrong. You claim she's different, she's not the same person, but I can assure you, as I can see Amy to, that she is barely any different than Sam." Meredith stares into Kors eyes the entire time, unflinching.

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  • Edited by Shadlezz: 7/16/2015 11:53:48 PM
    "Look at you, you poor, feeble-minded Demi-god. What makes you think you can choose right from wrong? You think yourself above all, yet you're below everyone. A second grade lifeform. I have met many gods. You aren't one of them. I call you Demi-god. Why? Because you can't possibly make me believe you're a god you're probably the weakest god there is. Is that why you exist in the first place? So it could be fair for us mortals? A, god-to-man ratio to equalize with your creation? A god? Hah. Gods never threaten. You know why? Because they have no need to. They are [b]powerful.[/b] a word that, sadly, doesn't apply to you. A threat? Please, I feel like I'm at some kind of theater performance. You claim yourself all powerful. Yet here you are, in chackles, on your knees while I stare you down. You are barely clinging on to your life, having to borrow hosts. If there is anything I feel for you, weakling, it's pity. Such a sad attempt at power, having to resort to pathetic, feeble mind games. Laughable at best." [b]the glass turns gray as the sound cuts.[/b]

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  • "I borrow hosts because if you were to look at me in my true form it would kill you. I don't threaten I merely tell the truth. Have you seen what pure insanity looks like, what the embodiment of loss and death is? No, because I am it. I guess I will have to show you." Suddenly hundreds of images flash through Kors head in painful succession, many showing the task force, all dead in bloody way, while at the top of the pile is Kor, holding a dead Amy, ash, dirt, and blood coat her face as Kor is crying. The image changes to Amy being shot by Kor, or by Jay, or by Sam. Even one of Ryker shooting Amy. It moves on to Kor killing the person that shot her. The images get darker and darker, until it ends in a picture of Kor with a gun to his head, it flashes white, and then reality floods back in.

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  • [b]He can't hear you, your mind powers blocked by the specifically built cell.[/b]

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  • [b][i]The temperature drops sharply - a storm is on the horizon. Hoarfrost grows on the ground and on the inside of the cell..[/i][/b]

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  • "Tep-Pharon... I am happy to see you."

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  • [b]The storm arrives - rippling, violate lightning strikes up into the atmosphere, silhouetting a levitating figure, a Primarch Tep-Pharon lands near the cell, an aura of distortion surrounding his giant body He remains silent, staring at you beneath his intense looking, psychic hood.. Bale-flames burn in his eyes[/b]

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  • [b]he respectfully bows at the Primarch.[/b] "you hold my Dearest's soul... here is her body. I have bound her with powerful magic artifacts. If you put her soul back in her body, she would force out the God. I don't know what to do with the god, unless you have some way of trapping her?"

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  • "Ah the famous Tep-Pharoh. How are you?" She looks at Tep as if she's genuinely concerned.

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  • [b][i]Tep-Pharon remains silent. An orb floats up from behind him, a telekinetic tendril of distortion moves it into the cell - it's a spirit Tep-Pharon takes a step forward, the temperature continues to drop[/i][/b]

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  • "Brrr... Are you always this cold?" She looks at him with a nonplussed look.

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  • [b][i]"This one cannot be contained, but can be dislocated from the vessel. What happens next will be unpredictable" says Tep-Pharon as the bale-fire in his eyes brightens *Tep-Pharon takes a step forward as a tendril of distortion reaches out and into the vessel - the possessing entity starts to lose it's grip*[/i][/b]

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  • "Oh no, he's pushing me out, are you always such a buzzkill Tep? Come on. Fine, fine I'll go." Suddenly Amy's body goes limp, her eyes roll into the back of her head and she's unconscious. Meredith went without a fight.

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  • *the blue orb enters her body, her eyes snap open*

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  • Amy takes a deep breath and begins sobbing, tears streaming down her face, she's happy to be back inside of her body, she tries getting up but just falls back down.

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  • "AMY!" [b]Kor runs inside the room and holds her tightly.[/b] "A-Amy... I missed you so much..."

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  • She just sobs into his shoulder, tears of joy streaming down her face, she clutched Kor, shaking. "K-Kor....."

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  • "Amy... it's over now... shh... it's all over..." [b]he holds her tightly, never letting go of her.[/b] "Let's go home... let's just go home..."

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  • [spoiler]New post?[/spoiler] She doesn't say anything keeps her head buried in his chest, she had saved him, and she would never forget that. "Y-you saved me...."

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