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The Sereni-Tree and the Madness of Arkham

POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Sunday, November 6, 2005 04:18
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Saturday, November 5, 2005 5:16 AM

Earlier, during the big battle:

While Deuce was in the middle of executing another perfect backflip, she swung her two swords across each other in a scissors motion. The head of the nearest mutant was sliced cleanly off! She landed gracefully on her feet, just in time to be attacked AGAIN! The thing had a second head! Not fair! She gave ground, and parried with a razor-sharp blade, cutting off one of its many forearms. But it kept coming! It didn’t seem to care!

Deuce risked a quick look behind her, searching for Jazaf. She had been trying to follow her Sensei to keep these things off his back, but he was pressing forward too fast for her to keep up. Then she spotted him, slicing left and right with his own pair of blades!

Deuce leaped up, bounced off the monster’s remaining face, and used the long spines sprouting from its back as a springboard. After flying high through the air and performing three complete somersaults, she landed on a mutant next to Jazaf, knocking it down. She had a smug look on her face as she stood there, posing.

“So, Sensei, what did you think of…”

Then hurricane force winds pulled Deuce off her feet. She started sliding backward toward what looked like a circle full of stars. Many mutants had already been sucked in. TRM was playing games that were about to get her killed! But Jazaf sprung to action, grabbing Deuce’s arm before she could be dragged into the hole.

Suddenly, as quickly as the winds had started, they had passed. Deuce’s face burned with embarrassment. Her Sensei had saved her AGAIN!

“Someday!” she muttered to herself. “Someday I will impress him!”


Bride2

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 5:21 AM

Later:

Deuce was an athletic young woman. She was used to tough workouts that could last hours. But this battle had her breathing hard, exhausted. Her twin katanas were becoming heavy in her grasp as she continued to weild them to defend Jazaf’s back. But her Sensei was a killing machine, hardly noticing her presence as he moved on.

Then, it all stopped. Deuce looked around. Was the battle over? No, it raged on, but she and Jazaf had cut their way entirely through the mob of mutants, all the way to the other side. She and Jazaf were slick with sweat and gore. Deuce turned around. She used her left sleeve to wipe her eyes clear. There was a building visible to the pair.

“How did I end up here?” Jazaf asked.

Deuce knew that he walked, of course, but she didn’t answer yet because this might have been one of those “mystical” questions that needed more thought.

Suddenly, he was off, running toward the building. She followed close behind. They both slipped inside, hearing strange moans and screams all around them, and the sound of machinery, but seeing little. Then just as Jazaf turned a corner, he stopped at what he saw and muttered something.

Deuce was confused. “Huh? What’s that, Sensei?” She lightly tapped Jazaf on the shoulder.

Jazaf’s response was quick and frightening. He spun around, swinging one of his blades at Deuce, stopping only an inch or two from her throat when he recognized her. Deuce gulped. Her own swords were already positioned to parry this strike. When had she gotten so fast?

She gulped again. “Whoa! Calm down, Sensei! I managed to follow you here. You weren't gonna leave me outta this!”

Jazaf seemed to relax a bit. Then he motioned Deuce forward and showed her a terrible sight! People were being stuck in big glass tubes, covered with some weird liquid, and transformed into monsters! Deuce’s jaw dropped in amazement. “It’s a mutant factory?”

Jazaf started speaking in a lecturing tone. “This is gonna be a two-part lesson for you. Part one is the Blade that is used to defend others is always stronger, mainly because there is so much weighing on the success of the Defender. Part two is Stealth, we all need it you're just gonna need a lot of it. I want you to find out where they are getting these victims from and set them free, got it? I'll try to halt the operations up here.”

“Yes, Sensei! I can do it!” With a sharp movement of both wrists, Deuce flicked the remaining mutant blood off her swords, and then returned them to their sheaths. Then she sneaked off, as instructed, all the while trying to figure out that weird Sword Philosophy that Jazaf had just spouted.



Bride2

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MAI
Saturday, November 5, 2005 8:18 AM

*Mai stands several feet from Serenity trying to focus the light as a distraction. As the light grows weaker it mearly makes the beasties more angry.

"I can't do this anymore."

*Watches in horror as TRM hits the ground and the mutant things seem to multiply from out of nowhere*

Serenity: "Don't just stand there! Fight! Come on you can't give in now"

*Mai takes a deep breath and concentrates the light once more, blocking out the noise and chaos, a warmth begins to build throughout her body and through her hands, making the light stream even brighter than before. Suddenly the light begins to change from yellow the orange red of flames. Instead of the flashlight effect, small balls of flame begin erupting from her hands. Several mutants are immedately turned into immedately into mutant toast and fall at her feet*

"Well isn't that interesting?"

*Continues to throw fire into the ever growing mutant population. It only takes out 2 or so with each flame, but still much more effective than the glowy thing*



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Saturday, November 5, 2005 1:02 PM

"Shit, we need a way out." N0Skillz mumbles.

Rolling out of the way of a mutants slashing sword, he stops and notices a sword on the ground. Its not in the best of shape, but its better then a knife. Standing he grabs a mutants arm, slices downward chopping in off, along with its axe. N0Skillz grabs the axe before it even moves. Standing in a crounching position with one leg extended out to the side with the sword parallel to his leg, and the axe horizontally about his head.

"Time to move on the offensive!"

Will out more movement then nessecary, He slices and chops a circle around himself with brutal effecency. The rush of mutants around him slowed momentarily, almost planning there next attack, he survied the battlefield. Noticing something strange.

"Are we missing someone.. oh crap"

Throwing a quick block and counter-attack, his battle resumes, his comment almost out of mind.

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Death is like sex in high school... If you knew how many times you missed having it you'd be paralyzed- Georgia Lass (Dead Like Me)

*Andersen AFB, Guam*

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 2:21 PM



Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:

From the General Grant: SoulofSerenity, CallMeAth, CallMeSerenity, Mai, Lissa, PsychicRiver, Safeat2nd, CastIronJack.

From the Destiny’s Shadow port shuttle: SoulofSerenity, Static, Jazaf, Deuce/Bride2 (with the Head of Succatash left behind in the shuttle)

Uh-oh. Have we gotta Soul-clone now, too?

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:

TheRealMe falls to the ground hoping that he has thinned the mutant's ranks enough for the others to prevail. As he drifts in and out of consciousness, he looks around at his many friends and companions, and thinks how they all came to this strange place.



*As PR fights on, he hears something in his mind. Is that...the voice of...Me?*

*He opens his eyes instantly.*

*With a deep breathe he pushes out in a circle with his mind, knocking the mutants back once more. He turns round, and doesn't see TRM anywhere.*

Bollocks.

*PR concentrates, and then turns to face the direction of TRM.*

*As the mutants near PR make a launch for him again, he send out another wave, not only does this knock over the mutants in a small radius of PR, but it also shoots forward in front of him, bucking mutants out of the way, making a clear path between himself and the small heap of mutants of TRM.*

*He sees the gap.*

*He runs.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 2:43 PM

A blast of mental engery goes by N0Skillz and sees PR runnign at full speed down the now open path. Mutants chasing him, and gaining.

"Gao yang jong duh goo yang." N0Skillz yells as he and Shadow run at PR, Jumping over the running PR, and N0Skillz landing with a safety roll.

"Shadow, keep the way in front of him clear, i'll handle things here"

N0Skillz stands, with weapons at the ready. As the mutants start closing in he realizes, that hes in big trouble. He starts backpedaling while fending off attacks.

"God I hope everyone else is doing better then this. I don't even think I'm making a dent in there numbers!" N0Skillz mumbles

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Death is like sex in high school... If you knew how many times you missed having it you'd be paralyzed- Georgia Lass (Dead Like Me)

*Andersen AFB, Guam*

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 5:06 PM

Soul clone? Nonsense! There is no second Soul. Take another look. I'm sure you just made a simple transcribing error.



And I thought that everyone but Jazaf and his student were clumped together in Jake7's force field.

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 5:37 PM

OOC:
hmm.. it seems TRM is right... musta missed that.

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Death is like sex in high school... If you knew how many times you missed having it you'd be paralyzed- Georgia Lass (Dead Like Me)

*Andersen AFB, Guam*

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 5:44 PM

*Ath fights.*

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 7:25 PM

Somewhere, someone is trapped in the past….

Quote:

Originally posted by SimonWho:
Oh, when does the lesbian wedding section start?

Right, I think it's time we made our big speeches to try to take the crown.

*gives a dainty cough*


Quote:

Originally posted by cozen:
*MG nods a nod that cozen takes as an indication of patient understanding. Or a signal to a nearby assassin (rootbeer assasin?!) but why worry? cozen attempts to hide warbly note of panic as he orders a margarita from the bar, for the lady, of course. Is denied when creditcard fails to clear. Oh well.*


Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
It so happens that I can set them for “full body massage”, if you like.


Quote:

Originally posted by mai:
Just let me know when it's my turn for the limelight. I have to go adjust some of my leaves, I'd hate to be "over exposed" for my moment of glory.


Quote:

Originally posted by cageybee:
If you want, you can wear the Gown de Alumina. I've been toying with the idea of a Saran Wrap sari, anyway.


Quote:

Originally posted by SimonWho:
Judging the women on what they wear? Isn't that a little shallow and ... ooh, ooh, thatweirdgirl is topless! With another girl in front of her!

See, told you being in a dress didn't affect my masculinity.


Quote:

Originally posted by Malicious:
"Mal-Licious is not accepting requests for interviews or autographs as of yet. You will be notified of any changes at her press conference. Good day."


Quote:

Originally posted by ebonezer:
Oh hey! Do i get to co-hold the red ball thing too? Does that mean i finaly get to find out what the red ball thing is? This is very exciting.


Quote:

Originally posted by SimonWho:
So..... what sort of present did you bring me from another dimension?






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