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| Mr. Trout | Oct 31 2005, 09:30 PM Post #1 |
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Purple whisps filled the air smashing the silence as they broke the barrier of sound. Holes grew in all the cut outs of criminals and villains that had been characatured so massivly. The wounds were all in the exact centers of the painted bullseyes that rested about on the cut outs, except for a few that lined the burn holes and a few head shots. It wasnt really luck hell the shooter could have been professional if she wasnt always living in the shadows of others. The revolver in her hand was still as cold as ice despite the many rounds that had been fired. She had been fanning the weapon leaving a rather nasty looking imprint on the bottom of her palm. That was a good sign to start wearing gloves. As the last broken cut out hit the ground the girl hit the button to reset it so she could get a few more relaxed minutes. The machiens grumbled and groaned before stalling completely. This didnt make the girl too happy so she promptly shoved her boot into the wall and fired into the buttons and control pannel for the shooting range at the gym. Yeah smart right? It exploded quite nastily sending the girl across the gym smoke billowing up from where her gun went off. It was still in her hand the chamber lulling its way ready to be fired again. Jade didnt seem to happy about being exploded across the room but brushing the dust off her frame she had to admit she was doing better. She was too used to being bottom heavy and closer to the ground, well that had certainly changed hadnt it. Now she could dwarf some of her sisters. She didnt wear the school uniform or anything like that, she would still fake her way into not attending this school for a while, however the black pants that clung to her legs werent enough protection on her motorcycle, a fact she quickly learned...forgot...and relearned in nromally painful ways. No one stared at her, this time of day most people were out doing there own thing, few would show up at the gym. Even fewer would talk to a girl like her who had just blown up a rather expensive machine. Yeah running would have been smart just about now. Wish Jade got smart didnt you? "I wonder what would happen If I put it on the fastest setting now..." |
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| Abadon XXX | Nov 1 2005, 10:47 AM Post #2 |
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Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!
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"You really should be more careful with it. Don't want you to go exploding your arm off now." The statement came from a young man with a gun as well. But the one he wielded was definitely not normal. It was a mixture of black and blue with an oddly shaped muzzle. He had it resting on his shoulder as he examined the machine. "It's really damaged, but I think I can be able to fix this," he said softly. He put the gun down and began to tinker around with the various bits and pieces of the smoldering wreck. "I saw you with your gun. I have to admit, you are pretty good at what you do," he said happily. He turned to look at the gun again with a smile on his face. "My own guns are more unorthadox, but they are really effective." |
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| Deleted User | Nov 2 2005, 12:48 PM Post #3 |
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OOC: I'm assuming that Abadons char is Andrew since it does sound like him, but if not I will change this later. Sitting off in the bleachers by himself sat someone lying his head on the seating behind him. It would look like he had drifted to sleep but he was still awake or atleast close enough. Xain was lost in his own mind, his face pointed up counting the ceiling tiles of the gym. He was up to 1046 when he heard a rather large explosion and looked down just in time to see someone be flung across the building. A small girl no younger than ten was thrown violently from one side of the gym to another and seemed to be without a scratch on her. "Show off." She looked to be alright, physically atleast. Yes, she was young but what sort of idiot would think shooting a very expensive machine would help it work. The girl was about try something equally dumb which Xain was most eager to see the outcome of when a familiar face tried to talk her out of it. He just rolled his eyes as the boy scout tried to help but Xain knew it was going to take a lot more to get her from doing something moronic. "She's like a mouse. She won't realize she's going to get shocked until she does and then its up to her whether or not she dares try again." |
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