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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/18/2015 2:50:32 AM
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[b]She ducks under it, grabbing him with TK and slamming his head against the wall[/b]
[spoiler]Okay, what's her victory chances?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler] fairly good. Just play it smart. He's drunk, but he's a T3 Genesis. Thought that would make it fun.[/spoiler] [i] The fireball grazes her head and hits the wall of the house, lighting the drywall on fire. The woman looks on transfixed, as the kids, about 6 years old each, a boy and a girl, scream and cry. The man resists her TK grip, clearly stronger than her in that department.[/i] "You've got no idea who the fùck I am darling." [i] A large spike of ice forms over the kids.[/i] "One more move and they're gonna be Popsicles."
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[b]Alex, driven by the need for victory, let's them freeze, TK'ing one of them into the man from the side, and a chair from the other side[/b]
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[spoiler]The ice spike is above their bodies. So it's like a spear, waiting to get dropped down on them. Nígga, don't use the kids as weapons. Make sure they live.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Lmao, send the spikes then. [/spoiler]
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[i] He shakes his head, laughing.[/i] "Told you." [i] He sends the ice spikes downwards, towards the kids bodies.[/i]
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[b]She TK blasts the kids out of the way[/b]
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[spoiler] not what I was expecting, but k.[/spoiler] [i] The kids go sliding into the wall, smacking into it with slight force. The woman is hit along with them, and the man turns and sends three fireballs in succession at you, after he Telekinetically blasts behind him at air seemingly, but something invisible hits the wall behind him.[/i] [spoiler]Bakon.[/spoiler]
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[b]She TK's a couch in front of the fireballs, sending the flaming object flying at him[/b]
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[spoiler]The whole couch at him?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Damn straight the whole thing [/spoiler]
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[i] The man Telekinetically catches the couch, as his body spasms and falls over on his face. A dozen bullet holes in his back. The flames continue to lick up the walls, and it's beginning to fill with smoke.[/i]
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[b]She TK's the kids and wife out of the house, along with the corpse, to a nearby roof for police[/b]
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[i] The woman gets up, looking at where they are and wraps her in a hug.[/i] "Oh my god.. Thank you so much." [i] The kids still cry, but they're safe.[/i]
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[b]She hugs her back, and Nat teleports in front of the kids[/b] Nat: "you two hurt?"
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[i] They sniffle and wipes their eyes on their sleeves.[/i] "N-no miss. Thank you."
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"You're welcome" [b]She says, and Alex nonchalantly takes any money the corpse had, and TKing everyone to the ground with police[/b] Nat: "officers!"
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[i]The corpse had one hundred dollars, and the cops stare at you, the kids, and the wife, as they pack up there gear.[/i] "What do you wan- what happened?"
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Alex: "doesn't matter, kids and girl are safe"
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"Good job girls." [i] The man reaches into a SWAT truck and pulls out to Desert Eagles, throwing them to them.[/i] "don't shoot yourself in the foot."
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[b]Natalie catches them, as she is more the gun type[/b] Nat: "thanks" [b]She says, teleporting them both away[/b] ((End))
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[spoiler]cool.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Indeed.[/spoiler]
