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Samoan at 22:27, 12 March 2013

2013-03-12T22:27:06Z

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	The initial sequence of blows and block tells you everything you need to know about your adversary. He's strong but unskilled, lacking even the basic combat instincts you'd have expected a criminal to develop through experience. Perhaps he's too used to muscling his way through situations, and never saw any reason to change his tactics. He's a perfect victim.		The initial sequence of blows and block tells you everything you need to know about your adversary. He's strong but unskilled, lacking even the basic combat instincts you'd have expected a criminal to develop through experience. Perhaps he's too used to muscling his way through situations, and never saw any reason to change his tactics. He's a perfect victim.
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	Once you've gauged his capabilities, you decide to show off -- to make sure you attract the attention you desire, and impress the onlookers. You delve into the repertoire of kung fu styles you learned as a girl, forms and techniques taught for reasons of tradition, discipline, and physical culture -- rather than out of the martial pragmatism which much of your later military training consisted of.		Once you've gauged his capabilities, you decide to show off -- to make sure you attract the attention you desire, and impress the onlookers. You delve into the repertoire of kung fu styles you learned as a boy/girl, forms and techniques taught for reasons of tradition, discipline, and physical culture -- rather than out of the martial pragmatism which much of your later military training consisted of.
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	You stand on one leg and extend your arms into Crane style, lashing out with your raised foot in a trio of lightning fast kicks to the abdomen, chest, and head. As your opponent staggers back you shift into Snake style, slapping his flailing arms aside and lashing out at his face with hands that move like lunging cobras. Then come Mantis and White Ape, Soaring Phoenix and Mischievous Monkey. You unleash an entire martial menagerie on your unfortunate foe, making sure that no blow is powerful enough to end the fight.		You stand on one leg and extend your arms into Crane style, lashing out with your raised foot in a trio of lightning fast kicks to the abdomen, chest, and head. As your opponent staggers back you shift into Snake style, slapping his flailing arms aside and lashing out at his face with hands that move like lunging cobras. Then come Mantis and White Ape, Soaring Phoenix and Mischievous Monkey. You unleash an entire martial menagerie on your unfortunate foe, making sure that no blow is powerful enough to end the fight.
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	You follow the guard towards the nearest door. As you go, you hear Ragnar's voice extolling your combative virtues and achievements behind you.		You follow the guard towards the nearest door. As you go, you hear Ragnar's voice extolling your combative virtues and achievements behind you.
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	"I once saw her rip a man's throat out!"		"I once saw him/her rip a man's throat out!"
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2012-12-25T22:21:53Z

female -> [Gender]

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	The guards share an impressed murmur, revealing their gullibility and lack of a classical education. The woman behind the counter simply snatches up Ragnar's clothes and consigns them to the same fiery destruction as yours, before moving to a shelf packed with stacks of plastic-wrapped pink material. She glances at you and Ragnar, looks back to the shelf, and reaches into the stacks with both hands. There's a rustling sound, and each one emerges clutching a folded garment. She moves back to her counter, and places them on it.		The guards share an impressed murmur, revealing their gullibility and lack of a classical education. The woman behind the counter simply snatches up Ragnar's clothes and consigns them to the same fiery destruction as yours, before moving to a shelf packed with stacks of plastic-wrapped pink material. She glances at you and Ragnar, looks back to the shelf, and reaches into the stacks with both hands. There's a rustling sound, and each one emerges clutching a folded garment. She moves back to her counter, and places them on it.
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	"One ~~female~~ prison-issue jumpsuit. Size: regular. One male prison-issue jumpsuit. Size: hulking."		"One ''[Gender]'' prison-issue jumpsuit. Size: regular. One male prison-issue jumpsuit. Size: hulking."
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	She gestures, impelling each of you to pick up your assigned garment. You tear the plastic off, unfold it, and struggle your way into it. The jumpsuit is remarkably comfortable, padded in all the right places.		She gestures, impelling each of you to pick up your assigned garment. You tear the plastic off, unfold it, and struggle your way into it. The jumpsuit is remarkably comfortable, padded in all the right places.

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2012-12-25T22:14:00Z

Rhapsody -> [Name]

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	Around the cage the crowd are screaming, baying for death. But their noise is muffled, made inconsequential by the intensity of her stare in this enclosed world of bright eyes and dark hair.		Around the cage the crowd are screaming, baying for death. But their noise is muffled, made inconsequential by the intensity of her stare in this enclosed world of bright eyes and dark hair.
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	"~~Rhapsody~~, captain of Princess Illaria's bodyguards."		"''[Name]'', captain of Princess Illaria's bodyguards."
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	"What do you want with me?"		"What do you want with me?"

Raptor00 at 13:43, 16 October 2012

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Feathin at 14:00, 2 October 2011

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	His eyes meet yours. His finger twitches on his trigger, and a spurt of flame licks the air in anticipation.		His eyes meet yours. His finger twitches on his trigger, and a spurt of flame licks the air in anticipation.
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			You pivot, step and kick -- a powerful thrusting sidekick that catches the warden square in the chest.
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			He groans as the air rushes out of his lungs, and the force of the blow sends him flying backwards. He lands atop one of the pyres of burning convicts.
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			A howl of anguish, both comical and horrific in its intensity, tears from his throat. Ramiro leaps to his feet like a tumbling acrobat, and runs off across the yard -- arms flailing, voice shrieking, flames dancing across his clothes and armor.
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			"They won't be following us," Ragnar says.
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			The Niflung and Telemachus' mech are emerging from the prison, the boy casually dislodging another section of wall as he comes.
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			"Anyone left out here?" the prince asks.
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			You look over into the distance, where a burning man is disappearing round a corner.
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			"No, we're good."
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			There's a whoosh of thruster engines, and a shadow falls across the yard.
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			"Is that our ride?" Artemis asks.
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			"That's it," you reply.
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			"It can't land here! There isn't enough space-"
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			As if on cue, the ship spins in the air -- and its blaster cannons fire. Energy barrier fencing is scattered to the four winds with a series of precise shots, the glowing trails on its metal vanishing as they're deprived of the power running through their bases. A second volley of blaster fire scatters the nearest pyres.
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			"That seemed unnecessary," Artemis remarks.
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			"She likes to show off."
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			The ship spins once more, like a pirouetting ballerina, before settling down atop the cleared space. A large hatch slides open, providing access to one of the holds.
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			"Is it always like this with you people?" the assassin asks, indicating the totality of things with a sweep of her hand.
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			"No. It's usually much more chaotic."
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			She laughs, and runs towards the ship.

Feathin: Created page with "'''The Assassin''' ---- '''Intro'''

"The term is used to describe the fluctuation of murder rates within a given area caused by the arrival or departure of Artemis Kess...."

2011-10-02T03:00:04Z

Created page with "'''The Assassin''' ---- '''Intro''' <br><br> "The term is used to describe the fluctuation of murder rates within a given area caused by the arrival or departure of Artemis Kess...."