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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/6/2016 10:17:03 PM
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Who's the asshat who stole my first name from Life?
[spoiler]Hint: It starts with a Z, and rhymes with Pain.[/spoiler]
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Huh, awkward......
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You're goddamn right...
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*Backs away slowly*
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*Keeps giving you a death glare*
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*Casts chameleon, disappearing.*
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*Bends light waves, also disappearing*
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*Hides*
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*Prepares to fire in all directions*
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*Uses my aura to find you, then appears behind you and kicks your knees out, following with a backstab.*
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Agh. Nice to see you, too. *A spike protrudes out of my back while you stab me, impaling the very bottom of your stomach*
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*Coughs up blood* "Owwww....." *Slashes down, cutting you in half*
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Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not a huge fan of Death. So I play the [url=http://marvel.wikia.com/wiki/Eugene_Thompson_(Earth-616)]totally legal, self-regenerating[/url] card, as I am (here, at least) in possession of a very friendly neighborhood Symbiote.
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Well if I can't kill you.... *Casts ice storm, freezing you solid*
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You have no [i]chill[/i], do you? *A spike ball forms in mine hand, and breaks the ice around it. Proceeds to shoot a web at you, and catapult myself towards you, breaking the ice all around me*
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[spoiler]Why[/spoiler] [spoiler]No[/spoiler] [spoiler]Why[/spoiler] *Casts firestorm, burning the web and setting the area on fire*
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Ouch! You [i]do[/i] have no chill! *Shoots a web up to and goes up to ceiling, before vanishing again*
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*Continues the firestorm*
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*Sneaks along the ceiling* Some people.... *Pulls out a tear gas grenade, pulls the pin and chucks it at your feet*
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*Uses wind magic to direct the gas to the ceiling*
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Fine. You wanna get personal? I'll get personal. *Drops down, and pins you down to the floor as my hands and knees have spikes form on them, piercing your wrists and thighs*
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*You catch on fire, and you land on my Gunblade, getting stabbed in the heart*
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*Flinches, due to pain, as several limbs form on me, trying to put out the fire* You know what... *Sees two liquid nitrogen containers nearby, web-slings them over, catches them, hits you in both sides of the head with both, causing a concussion and the cans to burst liquid nitrogen that puts out the fire*
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*Rubs my head* "Ow...." *Casts wind storm, making it hard for you to breath*
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*Holds in a deep breath, as I proceed to shoot to the wall behind you, catapult myself towards you, knocking the wind out of you with a spike to each lung*
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*Creates a wind barrier, causing you to slam into it*
