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Drakkoniss -> RE: =HS= Character Discussion Thread (3/5/2012 20:51:56)
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Hehehe... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! poor little Clown, thinking he'd outmaneuvered me...
Now that you have my attention, *lowers his voice to a hiss* let there be blood. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hehe... *lightning arcs up his arm, as he walks into the slaughterhouse, and shadows stretch out from him, his grinning face still clearly visible, a red glow covering it, coming from behind his shades*
*a wave of power washes over the area, and the ground, the facbric of the tent, and even the air in places writhes with fire the black-red flames*
*explosions rip through the air, as cracking portals spill out member after member of the Chaos Carnival to the slaughter*
*a black dome of energy seals off the area, allowing no exits, but those who are pulled still come*
Welcome to the Game, people! Now, you will notice there are those of you who are not here. I couldn't resist leaving a few I care to leave for later, or have other fates in mind for. In the meantime, LET US PLAY!!!
*laughs as he kills them all, crushed by shards of their own bones, used to pierce the body of the men next to them in an explosion of blood and gore... beheaded, exiscerated, and ripped in half, all in the same moment... slowly incinerated, held above the ground to watch the others die, as they themselves were engulfed in cold flames, their flesh to fall off and burn untill all that was left was ash, and their bones to crack and crumble... punched straight through, their torsos exploding outwards from the blow... necks, arms, legs broken, the blood staunched, left to die untill the final crushing blow... brains boiled instantaneously as red lightning surged through their heads and bodies... ripped apart by their own shadows, or devoured by their own flesh, as they pulled away and smote them... eaten by the acid of their comerades stomaches, intensified, but still slow, as they spasmed in death... blown apart by shock waves in the air... pierced, sliced, and consumed by the fallen dead, as their bodies grew new spikes of bone, disfiguring their bodies, and ripping through the flesh anew, and were animated by the power of his mind... hearts broken by their own power, as all the pain of their entire nervous system's firing at once brought them death... killed by their own healing factor, as it was made do reverse, following dark glares into the eyes of his opponents, those that could survive his torment... eaten by the earth; These, and more were their deaths, all painful; All malevolent. This was the retribution that was brought.*
And so, the ground runs with blood... and now, the Game continues. *fades away into the shadows, as he prepares to kill his enemy again, and again*
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