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«Oldest ‹Older 4601 – 4800 of 4971 Newer› Newest»Precocious: *looks like she's gone through eight years of stress in eight minutes*
. . . Yes, I would say that's accurate.
But the question is which one of us will get to you first!!
*begins wildly pacing*
What the HELL did you do that for!?
I was making a point, you were there. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what I did.
You . . . proved NOTHING about how I feel.
In fact,
all you proved was that Oscar would be very . . . distressed . . . if some random person he'd never heard of killed me, WHICH anyone could've told you.
You also proved Oscar doesn't like Sir.
. . . Why would you even SAY such a thing about me and him? Or even IMPLY such a thing?
You're angry?
VERY angry!
*looks very angry*
*but still keeping her composure admirably well*
*it's probably the years of tea that do it*
So, if you didn't care about him, then you wouldn't be angry?
I . . . I could be angry about the fact that he's gaining power every day, and I don't want you murdered.
But I know you- you know that we would have your back. And you've known me long enough to know that the only person on the planet allowed to kill me is me.
So you are upset because you care. And you heard him.
He's terribly upset because he thinks you're dead. Someone who hates you would be happy.
. . .
. . .
*doesn't know what to say*
*looks away*
*sits on the swing set*
*but doesn't swing*
I . . . don't care.
Do you think I've . . . lasted this long . . . by caring? About anything, or anyone?
I . . . don't . . . care.
((Deleted comment? WHO ART THOU?))
((Adra.
Anni.
I love you both. :)
(had to eat lunch, sorry)))
#ChaseForBookNine
(Why, thank you, Star!)
Hell yeah you do. You know you care.
Besides, what's so bad about you dating him? I mean, YEAH the two if you tried to kill each other and fucked each other's lives up, but that aside, you both would be adorable!
And you
Know it
((Hi Star! *cuddles bby* we love you too!))
((Of course you love me, I'm a bubble. :P
Thanks. :)
*watching*
I might rp today.
Idk.
We might go out and buy the Christmas tree soon, which is a little early for us, because usually we're doing it, like, the week before, after school . . . :P))
#ChaseForBookNine
((Ezter :3))
You . . . you're a juvenile.
*the ghost of a smile flickers across her face*
*and is gone just as quickly*
It . . . it doesn't work like that. We can't just forgive and forget the things we've done.
*scrapes the ground with her foot*
I . . . can't forget the wheelchair.
He can't forget the fire.
Our life isn't a romantic comedy. It's a tragedy.
*her smug smile drops*
None of our lives are. It's you, however, who chooses if you want to balance out your pain with love. And no- I don't mean platonic. I mean any kind.
*romantic
Blegh
. . . No.
I can't. I couldn't.
I don't . . .
*looks down*
*looks extremely conflicted*
Oscar . . . Oscar is insane. He's been insane for years.
And I'm . . . I'm . . .
I'm nothing.
I'm a daft old lady.
*she sips some wine*
You're not old. If you are, then I am, and I refuse to flirt with the idea.
Let me ask-
Have you ever heard of Twilight?
If those two can hook up, then you could at least give Oscar a chance
*looks at Adra*
. . .
. . .
. . .
*laughs softly*
*then louder*
*then busts out laughing in the middle of the playground*
*when she's done there are tears streaming from her eyes*
*and she wipes them away*
*and, taking deep breathes, looks at Adra again*
. . . I CAN'T be in love with him, Adra.
I just can't.
Then be sad for the rest of your life, refusing to dig deeper into yourself. Fine. Go ahead.
Now, I have to go make sure Oscar hasn't killed anyone, and that he most assuredly won't kill me.
Good day. *she nods, and then walks*
*watches her depart*
*looks down*
*clenching and unclenching her hands on the swing's chains*
*it begins to rain*
((Hunter's insane and Ez isn't as old as him but she's older than quite a few people . . . but not in my story, because my story is when they were younger, although I'm not 100% certain when it is, but my point is . . . there's a slight symmetry. :)
Oh.
And.
I posted.
inkystar.blogspot.com
*is still watching the rp with interest*))
#ChaseForBookNine
*she glares up at the sky, and breaks her one phone in half, throwing it through a small portal*
*she pulls out another, new phone and tries his number again*
(([Ezter intensifies]))
Trish: *picks up phone*
Evil League of Evil. What the hell do you want?
*she clears her throat* I don't believe that's a kind way to treat people...
I'm looking for Oscar Neurotic please, if he isn't preoccupied?
Trish: I'm afraid Oscar is a little bit . . . indisposed . . . right now. I'm afraid that unless it's extremely important, he won't be working for the next few days.
Also, we're the Evil League of Evil. Evil is in our name. If you want to be treated kindly, go to the damn Justice League.
*she laughs* Oh, you're quite funny. I like you. Not as much as I like Precocious, but....
Well I am afraid it's urgent. I'd like to offer my services to him concerning ... Caitlyn Dawn
Trish: . . . Uh-huh.
Well, we don't take private tips unless we know where they're coming from. Company policy, you understand.
. . . You liked Precocious, eh? Well, you're sounding pretty chipper now that she's dead.
Ahem. I mean missing in action.
The boss doesn't quite know what to do at the moment, and he's forbade me from saying the "D" word in the office.
Tell him Adrasdos Dark is on the line, extending her services.
Why is Daenerys Targaryen on the cover of a Derek Landy book?
Trish: Adrasdos Dark?
*Adra can hear files rustling*
. . . Yeah, yeah we've got a file on you. Right next to the Reingington file and the Precocious filing cabinet.
I'll patch you through to him. Let me put you on hold.
*"Almost Paradise" starts quietly playing in Adra's ear*
((I'm afraid I don't know that phrase..))
. . .
. . .
Ye-es?
*Adra can't see him*
*but he sounds like he's had a cold or an allergic reaction for a week*
*laughs softly* Filing cabinet...
*she sits, and waits*
(Patch you through to him means she's going to put him on the line for you to talk to . . .)
Oscar! You sound terrible!
((I knowwwww what that means!!))
(I fiiiiguuuurrrrrrrrred, but I didn't know what phrase you meant so I just gueeeeeesssssssed.)
*coughs*
I hope you haven't called to gloat, Dark.
Gloat? Oh, you must be grief stricken. I'm calling to make sure you haven't, and don't kill anyone
Kill anyone?
*mocking tone*
Oh no, I haven't killed anyone. Why would I want to kill anyone? What could possibly have happened that would ever make me want to kill anyone? It's not as if holding grudges is the only damn thing I'm good at.
No, I can't think of a single reason why I would want to kill anyone. None at all!
Good.
Then you'll be pleased to know an interesting tidbit I have about Precocious.
We have her. Caitlyn has been...disposed of. Currently, we're working on reviving her.
*still sounds hoarse*
*but shocked*
I . . . beg your pardon? She's been disposed of?
. . .
. . .
You're . . . reviving Doctor?
Is she alright? What cleric are you using?
*growls angrily*
*wishes he hadn't said that*
I . . . I don't even know if Dawn was telling the truth. But . . . gahhhh . . .
*still sounds hoarse*
*but shocked*
I . . . beg your pardon? She's been disposed of?
. . .
. . .
You're . . . reviving Doctor?
Is she alright? What cleric are you using?
*growls angrily*
*wishes he hadn't said that*
I . . . I don't even know if Dawn was telling the truth. But . . . gahhhh . . .
(Sorry. I'm not sure why that posted twice.)
((Quite alright)
She was captured, yes, and she was murdered. Horribly. Terribly. Mutilation is a ghastly thing. But some of my best alchemists are on her case now
. . .
*takes a deep breath*
What . . . precisely . . . happened to her?
The cause of her death? There are a few possibilities. Ice pick, crushed...
Don't worry- she's in one piece. My alchemists are retrieving her energy, so... That's all she needs to be up and moving again
(Adra, I'm floundering! I don't know what to do! What should I do!?)
. . .
. . .
*Adra hears a violent crash*
*and the sound of something shattering*
*the lights of the nearby city seem to get brighter*
*though that could be Adra's imagination*
Oscar, you need to calm down. Before some innocent was killed. Precocious will be devastated if that happens.
I will NOT calm down, bitch!
*something else shatters*
*takes deep breaths*
*slows down*
I . . . I'm sorry about that.
*it sounds like it's taking all of his willpower to say that*
Now . . . do you have a REASON for this call . . ?
*breathing heavily*
*and angrily*
It was to inform you of what happened.
Look... Would you just like to speak to her? I would really hate for you to do something you'd regret
I regret everything, why should I stop now!?
((I. Ship. It. SO. HARD!
#ChaseForBook9
Oh good grief
You're just like her. Blind as a bat. Have you two actually done anything fun? Ever?
((ME TOOOOOOO!!))
(Cripes! I didn't see you there, Aretha, being so stealth-like!
*high-fives Aretha*)
((@Ari: IF YOU DIDN'T, THERE WOULD BE SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU. :)))
#ChaseForBookNine
*waves to Ari*
What-
What-
What relevance does THAT have to anything!?
UGH
GOOD GOD YOU TWO ARE IMPOSSIBLE
I GIVE UP
I'M DONE
JESUS
I'm done with you, too!
You aggravating juvenile!
*hangs up the phone*
*by throwing it out the window*
GOOD GOD
IS IT THAT HARD
BECAUSE SHE ISNT WVEN DEAD
ARGH
*she puts her phone away*
I GIVE UP
SAYONARA
GOODBYE
ADIOS
VALETE OMNES, SHIT
(I'm gonna hide in mu treehouse
doctor
doctor
GET OVER HERE AND CALL YOUR DAMN BOYFRIEND. *she leaves her phone on the table and goes to her lab*
(Adra, your role-plays make me so happy.
Let me go change my profile picture . . .)
((Yeahhhh :3))
((Likewise, Anni *she curtsies*))
(Leaving so i dont dare intrude the roleplay oh how i would be ignored either way *vanishes angirly*
((...I was talking to you, but okay Ms.))
*she cleans her lab angrily*
*watches Adra storm away furiously, all F THIS SHIT and sassy-like*
Well, what's got into her?
((OMG Anni))
*she seethes, crashing things together in her already demolished lab*
*swallows grimly*
*leaps off the swing*
*and*
*because she can't think of anything else to do*
*picks up the phone*
((I apologise, I'll have to disappear soon. In less than an hour, actually. My flight is at 9:30))
. . .
. . .
Trish: Hiya. Evil League of Evil. Trisha Varnish speaking.
. . .
. . .
Trish: Hello?
. . .
. . . I'm not dead.
Trish: I beg your pardon?
It was a sick joke. All of it. A sick joke.
. . .
*clenching her fists and unclenching them*
May I ask you a question?
Trish: Uh . . .
How close are you to your boss? Os- Mr. Neurotic?
(That's quite alright, Adra. I understand.)
((:0000099000000 Anniiiiiii no WAY TO THEOW ME UNDER THE BUS DAMMIT))
*she cleans*
Trish: Um . . . I don't know how comfortable I am talking to someone I recently believed to be dead. You know how it is.
Answer the question.
Trish: Uh-
Answer it.
Trish: . . . Nothing to serious. We may have had an . . . an encounter, last Friday. But it's nothing serious. Half the time I think he was thinking about someone else.
. . .
. . .
*hangs up*
*and punches a nearby tree*
*violently*
*blue lightning courses through it*
*incinerating the few remaining leaves in blue fire*
((I love both of your rps. :)
@Zaf: Stay if you want. :) I'm here, just distant.))
#ChaseForBoookNine
*glances out the window* OW
TREES HAVE FEELINGS TOO
*punches*
*the tree groans*
*a mocking Southern accent, imitating Trish* We MAY-
*punch*
*bark splintering*
have had-
*punch*
*sap dripping*
an encounter-
*punch*
*tree leaning to the side*
last Friday-
*punch*
*tree splinters*
*and falls*
*still sparking blue lightning*
SH-
SH-
SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!
*begins pounding on another tree*
*opens her window*
I TOLD YOU YOU SHOULD HAVE TAPPED THAT
*sways on the spot*
*falls on her arse*
*breathing heavily*
Varnish-
Trish Varnish-
I-
I don't care!
*paces around wildly*
I don't care,
I don't care,
I don't care,
I don't care!
*pulls out the keys to her van*
*unlocks it*
I don't care,
I don't CARE!
Doctor, please! The only way to fix this problem is if you tell him that you care! He does too, and you know it! You're either too scared or too proud to tell him, but pride never did any good, and aren't you sick of caving in to fear?!
#ChaseForBook9
*she glances at the small stone in the ground* *she keeps working, moving to the back rooms, cleaning them up*
(Its still going on? Joys. Shall vanish until the bloody rp finishes)
((@Zaf: You can always start something different if you're bored. :) ))
#ChaseForBookNine
(Oh wait that means I can't rp with anyone guess I have to join or be isolated...)
*gasps and falls over*
Aretha!
What the-
Did you just-
*looks around wildly to see where she came from*
Oh, never mind that.
You . . .
You . . .
*trembling violently*
*the "encounter" replaying itself over and over again in her head*
*different and dirtier each time*
I-
I have ALWAYS been a coward. You know that! And you know NOTHING about this. About me and Oscar. You-
You-
*almost speechless with distress*
((I don't even know why))
*she hums, taking another swig of her wine, walking into a particular room, rearranging the large structures*
*she peers in*
*she nods*
*she leaves the room*
((@Zaf: *isn't doing anything*
And people won't really join in unless there's something to join in one.
Like, Anni was roleplaying, and Adra joined in, and now Ari's joining in.))
#ChaseForBookNine
*on
#ChaseForBookNine
*she cleans other rooms*
I . . .
I . . .
Stop!
*holding head*
*images replaying*
I . . .
I can't do this anymore . . .
*climbs in van*
Trish . . . Varnish . . .
*puts the pedal to the floor*
*the van tears away violently down the street, running a red light*
(I must depart. Sorry. I'll probably be back later.)
((See you, Anni!))
#ChaseForBook9
@Zaf: Number one - Anni just vanished, so that ends that.
Number two - only 50% of us were interacting in it anyway.
#ChaseForBookNine
*is watching everyone but stays silent because I don't like many people talking*
Althoguh before 66.66666 . . .% were interacting in it.
Which isn't all of us. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((Zaf, I can't write anything long right now, so I'm just going to not acknowledge that complaint, but I'm not ignoring you or it.))
#ChaseForBook9
*mutters something under breath and picks Liv up and just still watches unsure who would talk and who won't*
Olivia: Down! Wanna see Ari and Aunt Adra
Do you want to start anything, Zaf?
Because nobody's really doing anything.
So it's a good time to start something. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((Goodbye, Anni!))
*she cleans, her back hurting a bit, reflecting morosely on recent events* *she growls in anger*
*sighs, and jumps down off the tree branch*
#ChaseForBook9
*lets Olivia down*
Olivia: *runs to Ari* AUNTIE ARI!!!!!!
*watches the lake and the area gets cold, colder then before* Oh no....not....NO!
Ravel: *comes down and realizes* He didn't....
*she curls her hair behind her ear*
*she freezes*
*she sits down in a small room, pulling out her wine bottle and downing that in one*
*she gets up, going to the open space, mumbling*
*forces a smile that doesn't quite meet her eyes* Hey, Olivia.
*glances up at Ravel and Zaf* Is something wrong?
#ChaseForBook9
Hello. I'm watching Drag Me To Hell, which is the most hilarious horror film ever, apart from The Woman In Black.
Olivia: *grins poking Ari and starts laughing*
Define wrong.
Ravel: I will, Zaf was told by Mevolent he'd send Vile after us and Zaf told him to shove it now this was when he questioned her...
Basically Vile is somewhere in Blogland
*glancing at the bottle in her hand*
I must be insane.... For going back there... *she grabs a sharp knife, cutting a deep mark in her arm* *she screams from the pain, drawing on the floor*
*when she's halfway finished, she screams, forcing to push herself back*
No, Adra. Not there. Not... There...
*she reaches a hand out, then clutches at her wound*
Gah!
Why me... Why.... me
Hey, Dragona!
#ChaseForBook9
*looks up, dashing outside*. Vile?
YOU KNOW WHERE MY BABY IS! THEY DIDN'T HURT HIM TOO?
Oh
*she starts calling out for her dragon* Vileeeeee come here!
((Hello, Dragona! *waves*))
*face darkens*Zaf, get your kids out. Now.
#ChaseForBook9
Adra! *runs over to her*Adra, they don't mean your dragon! I'm sorry, but please, quiet down!
#ChaseForBook9
*looks at Adra* Lord Vile,Adra *To Ari* Already on it I can let Alexis stay she can fight and all but *takes Olivia and uses teleporting bracelet to keep her safely in Roarhaven* *comes back into Blogland* She's safe
Ravel: We know he's here we don't know where and who else is with him. But he's here
But... But she said he's here!
She lied?
She means Mevolent's general, Adra, not your dragon. I'm sorry, I really am, but we'll be fighting for out lives potentially any second now. If you want to avoid a battle, you should go inside. Otherwise... Well, we'll see.
#ChaseForBook9
Adra, Lord Vile and Vile the dragon are two seperate people/animals. Your dragon may be here but right now the Lord Vile who is one of Mevolent's Three Generals is here as well. I kinda like living so he's kinda a priority
No....
No, I have to find him! *she runs out into the woods*
Hunter: Hello.
#ChaseForBookNine
Ez: @Hunter: I meant WITHOUT the conversation.
Hunter: What? You were telling me to publish it, I published!
#ChaseForBookNine
Alexis: *comes over* By the volcano I can pick up extremely powerful readings.
Ravel: I'd say use the tactic the Dead Men use but being Vile is Vile...
I doubt anyone can strike and disappear against him
Adra! Darn it! *runs after her*
#ChaseForBook9
Hunter: *listens to Zaf* *looks at Ez, eyebrows raised*
Ez: *looks at Hunter*
Hunter: *shrugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
Hunter: Msd.
Ez: What?
Hunter: It means MIGHT SUDDENLY DISAPPEAR. I would ask if your brain had the ability to eratin any information at all, but I know you don't have one, so . . .
Ez: Okay, okay . . .
#ChaseForBookNine
*runs into Blogland* *stops upon seeing Kerias and Ravel* Grand Mage. I have a tip that Lord Vile may indeed be here in Blogland, right now.
#ChaseForBook9
*she stops*
Don't follow me
Hunter: How to you know he's not here left now?
#ChaseForBookNine
You have that right Samantha. Very right.
Ravel: and Adra is off her rocker so...
It's not an ideal time but...
It is what it is
Alexis: this is weird you guys think alike and finish each others sentences
*stops with her* No. I'm not just going to let you race off onto the forest by yourself, especially with the knowledge that Mevolent is here.
#ChaseForBook9
((Ezter!!
Okay I MSD as well- boarding the plane))
Alexis: I may not be a fully trained Sensitive but I can pick up readings of a powerful Necromamcer and it isn't my mother, and Vile is around I saw him when Lorcan left but I was fast enough he didn't see me
Hey everyone
*glances seriously at Hunter* This is no time for games, sir. Lord Vile is a powerful man.
*nods to the Grand Mages* I shall assist you to the best of my ability.
#ChaseForBook9
You have to, Aretha. I have to find them. I have to find them all, and bring them all back home...
*she clutches at her hair* You don't even understand... You don't even-
*she stops, her voice barely above a whisper*
Go
((Hi Chio!!!))
Mmm hoola hoops.
((Hey Chi! Ok, Adra. *hugs both*))
#ChaseForBook9
Thank you.
Ravel: look I think we let him come to us. He was given orders to capture or kill any of us. If we let him come to us we'll be more prepared to attack
Problem: This is Vile. You know either way our best bet is attack together and hope someone gets a lucky shot
Ravel: I realize this. I think with the power of all of us we have a shot.
((It'll be about two hours, Ari... *nods*
Yeah.
You can wait if you like, because,
Well
I don't think Zaf would appreciate that, so..$)
Hunter: How do you know she ever had a rocker in the first place? Rockers are overrated.
Ez: It's a saying . . .
Hunter: I know it's a saying . . .
Ez: So you say -
Hunter: -ing . . .
Ez: *laughs*
Hunter: Do you want us to do anything? Because we can do cool things. Like make toast. Do you want us to make toast? Do you want anything on it, or . . . ?
Ez: I don't think they want toast.
Hunter: Everyone wants toast, even if they don't know it. But we can do other things than make toast, like eat toast . . .
Ez: Very good examples here.
Hunter: Shut up. My point is, we can do stuff.
#ChaseForBookNine
I'll help you. Whatever it is you're doing, I'm not telling you not to. Just, don't go alone. I'll come with you.
#ChaseForBook9
*she pushes away, her bleeding arm, shaking*
You don't want to Aretha. Believe me. I've been there. Twice.
It'll kill you.
((Not ignoring you, Adra and Ari, just you're over there. Adra, mostly. But yes. :)))
#ChaseForBookNine
*nods* I will do whatever the two of you deem best.
#ChaseForBook9
((I must go- good luck!))
Star, is that you?
Hey Ari, Adra.
So it's four of us against Vile?
Ravel: appears so.
Well let's hope we live to see tomorrow
Alexis: I suggest going to him. He'd least expect as most of us are petrified
Ravel: I agree on that Alexis so with that being said, shall we march to our deaths?
I'm stronger than I look, you know. *shrugs* And so what if it does? I'm stubborn, Adra- don't waste your energy trying to lose me.
#ChaseForBook9
What's actually happening?
Oh..bye Adra.
*watches the other three, ready to execute any orders or follow wherever they go*
#ChaseForBook9
Hunter: @Ravel and Zaf: But if you let him come to us, he'll be more prepared to attack. If you go to him -
Ez: - you could catch him unawares, and also you'll be fighting him on your terms, not his terms. On the other hand -
Hunter: - if you picked a good defensive location . . . you might be able to do better.
Ez; *frowns*
Hunter: *shrugs* We can you can if can we can.
Ez: . . . Oh my God, I understood that. Okay.
#ChaseForBookNine
((@Dragona: Yes. :) Hi.))
#ChaseForBookNine
((Zafira, Alexis, Ravel and I are preparing to battle Lord Vile, who has come to Blogland to attempt to capture/kill us. Adra has raced off into the forest to rescue her kidnapped dragons, and Aretha is following her.))
#ChaseForBook9
Hunter: @Ez: Apparently, we don't count, even though it's us who can count. *smiles*
Ez: We can you can if can we can? *raises eyebrows*
Hunter: Yeah, but still. How many portals do we have?
Ez: *gives him look*
Hunter: Sorry!
#ChaseForBookNine
Right, can I battle Vile too? I have no magic, but I have a shotgun, which is incredibly useful.
Hey Star! I THOUGHT they were your characters but then again I get confused. Do you have time to read the newest part of my ME story? Well, after the thingy or whatever.
((Hello Samantha, can I join in? :) )
Come Samantha. *Ravel Zaf and Alexis silenty go through the woods to the volcano* (if you wanna join, Ezter, you can)
*The area around the volcano is colder then normal, Lord Vile himself appears from the shadows.*
Hunter: @Dragona: Oi. We're not anybody's characters. We just like invading people's heads.
Ez: He does. I just have to stop him killing everything.
Hunter: That wasn't me, that was the brain spiders!
((@Dragona: Going to read now. :)))
*casts a glance of approval at Dragona, then back at the Grand Mages to see what they will say* I have no magic either, Dragona, but I am proficient enough with knives to hold my own against most any mage.
#ChaseForBook9
((I'm certain there would be no problem with that, Chione. I daresay we could use a lot of help.))
#ChaseForBook9
(If ANYONE wants to join in just go to the volcano and help. I shall warn you this is going to be hard to go against him as he's Vile, he can kill you easily, and if you die it is possible to bring you back I can revive people...Niccolò would be more useful in the area of souls but...lets not go there)
*grabs shotgun and sticky grenades and goes to the volcano-place*
*follows closely behind Dragona*
*draws a pair of long black knives from coat and holds one in each hand* *they immediately begin to radiate indigo-colored energy of some sort*
#ChaseForBook9
Ez: DON'T CALL US EZTER.
*looks at Hunter* Well.
Hunter: I love this place. You get totally ignored, and then the only them they acknowledge you, they do something very annoying that you're specifically asked them very nicely and threatened them very nicely not to do. *sits down on grass*
Ez: *sits down on bench*
Hunter: Benches are overrated. *picks up a piece of grass and fiddles with it*
*silence for a minute*
Ez: *looks at Hunter*
Hunter: *looks at Ez*
Hunter: *sighs* Okay, okay . . .
#ChaseForBookNine
*looks around at everyone* If we die here, well know we did it to keep the other Bloglandians safe.
Ravel: I hope being one of the Dead Men helps keep us all alive...I've been on missions and come back when I should have been dead. I say this would be one
((Samantha, are they throwing knives? -The Japanese call them Kunai ^.^))
*waves at everyone* S'up.
*Glares at Ravel*
*mutters* Wish you hadn't
Vile: *soon realizes that the Bloglandians have actually come, shadows form around him as he simply steps in front of them all*
*fires shotgun immediately at Vile*
*Watches Dragona fire at Vile whilst planning her attack*
*lunges in close to Vile, making no sound, and slashes at a slit in the armor at his neck*
#ChaseForBook9
*activates tactical cloak and vanishes*
*immediately darts around to the side of him, avoiding Dragona's fire and never ceasing to move*
#ChaseforBook8
Hunter and Ez: *go through portal* *appear on volcano*
Hunter: Left . . . I've got a plan. *says plan*
Ez: *gives him look of exasperation* Well, do the plan if you want.
Hunter and Ez: *spilt up* *appear near rest of the group in different places*
#ChaseForBookNine
*reappears behind Vile and fires his shotgun several more times*
*covers her right arm in ice and races forward, giving him an upercut to the chin then sliding under his legs*
*notices the arrival of Hunter and Ez, but gives no indication of acknowledgement of their presence*
#ChaseForBook9
*stands beside Dragona*
*clcks fingers as Ravel and I dart in with fire and a few knives keeping it hard to focus in on us*
Vile: *sends a volley of shadows towards Samantha then right at Dragona making the bullets disappear in shadows and sends a wave to knock Zaf and Ravel away*
Vile: *darts sway from Chione and kicks in the head and sees Ezter and sends shadow knives at both of them*
*aims lances of ice for the breaks in armour and shoots*
*turns invisible again*
*moves right behind Vile, attaching a sticky grenade to the back of his head*
*jumps out of the way before it explodes, but luckily it only has a radius of 1.5m*
*dives and rolls across the ground to avoid the shadows, then springs up gracefully and continues darting closer to and farther away from Vile, never moving beyond kicking range, and slashing at slits in his armor*
#ChaseForBook9
Ez: *fires lasers out of her hand straight at Vile, moving to cover the area to the sides of him so that it's hard for him to avoid*
Hunter: *teleports behind him* *swings battleaxe at his head*
Ez: *sees battleaxe* *facepalms*
#ChaseForBookNine
Ez: *teleports in a quick flicker, avoiding shadow knives*
#ChaseForBooknine
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