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paradisabeyond2013-04-25 03:54 pm
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[This afternoon, the quirky merriment at Terre Haute has something very sudden cutting its way in. There's the very distinct sound of an explosion. It shakes the ground with a small tremor for but a brief moment. Those who are looking at a certain monolith in the distance may see that there is now smoke coming from it, parts of it crumbling and tearing away as black smoke begin to fill the air.
Something's happening at that strange "thing" that fell from the sky. But what? Dare you disregard the unsettling feeling that may begin to steadily fill the air?]
[REACTIONS | GIRAFFES | NEW FRIENDS | I DON'T LIKE THESE NEW FRIENDS]
(OOC: More sections will be posted as the event progresses!)
Something's happening at that strange "thing" that fell from the sky. But what? Dare you disregard the unsettling feeling that may begin to steadily fill the air?]
[REACTIONS | GIRAFFES | NEW FRIENDS | I DON'T LIKE THESE NEW FRIENDS]
(OOC: More sections will be posted as the event progresses!)
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A collector, intent on taking out a certain Dapper Agent weaves to avoid bullets, though its arm is riddled with holes. It strikes at him with the other arm intent on striking directly through his torso.
The collector whose legs are being shot at is significantly slowed down, intent on drudging through and doing the same to its offender. It lashes out wildly, a faint buggy noise heard.
Another takes a few bullets to the eyes, but it keeps on going. Moving forward, intent on lunging at the Affluent Redhead, looking for blood. Its swiping and screeching low, clearly perturbed. Oh no!]
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His face is hard as he lunges out, sweeping one arm to block another strike while aiming to jam the gun into the thing's neck and pull the trigger. Hope you like point-blank shots, buddy.]
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I'm detecting a distinct space theme here.
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[He frowns a bit at the oncoming collector, making a quick roll out of the way since it was getting a little too close and raising his aim towards the creature's chest.]
These things are pretty stubborn too.
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When the Collector gotten really close and swinging it's claws at her. Mitsuru tossed her gun from her right hand to her left, and immediately pulled her sword out to stab the Collector in that soft spot in the neck. If that didn't work, she would just stick the muzzle of her gun through it's eye socket and shoot twice]