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Jun 8, 2017 23:39:04 GMT -5
Post by hex on Jun 8, 2017 23:39:04 GMT -5
 | | another day, another bounty. new small bosses were popping up around gargantua everyday, and hex was making it her goal to defeat as many of them as she could. tossing mustang a quick message, she asked the man if he was down to fight another one with her. last time, things certainly hadn't gone very well, but this time, she'd make sure to watch him more closely and wouldn't let him get as close to death. with a new skill on her belt, they were sure to take this one down quicker than the last. this time, the caster was the first one to arrive. apparently their target for today went by the name quickfinger. a rather...awkward name, but the reward for defeating him would be handsome. the woman heaved a sigh as she looked around for her companion. hex hoped he wouldn't take all day to arrive. she'd barely been in the heat, and the woman was already ready to take a break. the sand in her sandels was driving her insane. hopefully he get there quick and they could get this over with. |
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Jun 8, 2017 23:56:06 GMT -5
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Jun 8, 2017 23:48:09 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 8, 2017 23:48:09 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]For a long while he had constantly found himself in bad luck. The days seemed to fly with stress and uncomfortable situations for all. Most he got along with was fine, but it felt like luck just was not on his side. The optimism was fading from this man, people he tried to be friends with...they just weren't giving him what he needed. The only reasonable bright-spots he could easily find was that of Seneca, and the one that just bopped him a message.
It was going to be a refreshing time to see her again. Recalling his time in the cave, the dark and pain that he felt. While that was dark, it was overall a very positive experience that he could have someone with his back. Making his way as fast as possible the bright noticeable figure of Mustang's unicorn greeting Hex's sight. It wouldn't take all day, he was eager to get this done with.
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Jun 8, 2017 23:55:13 GMT -5
Post by hex on Jun 8, 2017 23:55:13 GMT -5
| | despite having been trapped in this fantasy world for quite some time now, the woman still couldn't help but be surprised by the unicorn that greeted her and its rider on top. he hadn't made her wait for long, but it wasn't in her character to not complain. "what took you so long?" the caster huffed placing her hands on her hips. "it felt like i was out here waiting forever."she quickly changed her mood as she smiled towards the defender. "are you ready?" the question was accompanied by the woman pulling out her broom. "i know i invited you and all, but i haven't managed to find the bounty. he has to be around the city somewhere, right? you didn't happen to see him on your way over, did you?" now her eyes wandered the cowboy-like town in search of quickfinger. he was said to be a robber, harassing the poor people who lived in this community. maybe he was in the process of robbing a back? the caster was never sure of how to go about searching. |
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Jun 9, 2017 0:20:51 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 0:05:06 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 0:05:06 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]To be quite frank about the matter to himself, he did not fully delve into the details of the bounty. It was just a matter of seeing Hex's friendly face once again rather than actually claiming a bounty. That was more of perk as he sort of needed the kind of positivity she gave Mustang. He missed her, and at her grimace he flashed a nervous smile. "Sorry! I know I hope I didn't make you take too long." Before quickly dismounting from his unicorn, giving it a light pat on the backside. Causing it to turn and quickly run off to a random direction.
Wandering into the little desperado like town, the girl at his side he scratched the edge of his chin. "Uhhh I haven't seen anything, just a few npcs. We are looking for a cowboy...right?" He said as his eyes peered around, keeping a eye to the alley way here and there. The whole setting was feeling a bit like a set from a old western movie. "Yoooou been busy since the festival?" He said casually trying to catch up with his friend.
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Jun 9, 2017 0:20:09 GMT -5
Post by hex on Jun 9, 2017 0:20:09 GMT -5
| | with mustang's apology, the woman actually felt bad for complaining. she let it go with a quick, "no harm done!" before dropping the topic all together. she instead focused more on the topic at hand: the bounty. "that's what the alert said. an outlaw. his name is quickfinger. says to hunt him down to keep him from robbing anyone else." she gave the man the rundown as she look at the bounty that had been put up about him. as her eyes traced the different buildings, hex replied to mustang's question. "as busy as one can be. being a guild leader is a lot harder than i thought it would be." the woman let out a sigh. "i just wanted to make friends with people who made similar classes to the one i made, but this is so much work! who would have thought?" the caster tossed her hands up in the air as she was talking. too much work for such little payout. maybe it had been a mistake, she couldn't really say at the moment. "what have you--" the woman's words were cut off by the sound of sudden gunfire. her hand flew to her broom as she turned in the direction of the sound. "i think we found our guy." |
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Jun 9, 2017 0:37:24 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 0:31:53 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 0:31:53 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]The charcoal defender nodded his head along, letting his friend explain the details of the bounty. It was easy enough idea. The simple run and gun kind of criminal. If he had to pin in down to some kind of game mechanic it would have to be on like a timer. The man ruffled the back of his head of hair, trying to find the cowboy in question. But his attention drawn back to his friend as they caught up with the times.
He let out a sigh of agreement, her troubles would understandable. Being in a guild was tough and you had people who relied on you. Trusting the person in charge to have your back no matter the issue. But even still he wanted to have a type of closeness that he wanted with everyone, and found it disheartening that not everyone actually wanted to be his friend. But there was enough dwelling on his own issues. Instead looking ahead at the sound of a gun shot. "Best get to it!" He shouted as he went into a full on sprint, his hand drawing his blade.
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Jun 9, 2017 0:36:46 GMT -5
Post by hex on Jun 9, 2017 0:36:46 GMT -5
| | hex's hands gripped tighter around her broom remembering what happened to mustang last time time they fought against a bounty. she couldn't let that happen again. there couldn't be any chance of death this time around. with one slight tap of her broom against the ground, the spirit of a fox appeared circling her broomstick. whenever mustang took any amount of damage, she would send the fox his way, healing him as fast as she could. as her feet carried her towards the bounty, the next tap of her broomstick buried the wood into the ground. a spell circle of flames appeared in the sand, and the woman wasted no time as she swept the spell towards the outlaw, trapping him in place for a few moments. the caster wouldn't stop there, though. "this is a little different than last time, i can buff your damage now." with a smirk, the woman beat her broom against the ground in rapid succession, pulses of fire coming from the ground where the broom hit. the man standing inside the area would get the buff and would she. as the fire spread out around them, her body became covered in an opaque orange light, showing that she received the buff. now it was on the defender to attack. |
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Jun 9, 2017 0:53:47 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 0:46:54 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 0:46:54 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]A eager smile grew across the man's face as he darted around the corner. They had some good chance of success with this bounty. As both he and Hex grew in their manner of skills, hopefully he didn't need to push himself at such a rate as he did with the last bounty. Either way he took a reaffirmed grip on his sword letting himself prepare for the battle, allowing his confidence build. Building as he caught eyes on their bounty, charging head first.
He took a smile as he felt the familiar circle of flame, a reminder to the last fight. "I've picked up a few tricks of my own too!" His own body surging with a renewed strength. Eyes darting to the cowboy in question, Hex being able to halt his speedy escape. "Uh uh. This town aint big enough for the tw- three of us!" Correcting his cliche speech as he brought his sword down.
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Jun 9, 2017 0:52:39 GMT -5
Post by hex on Jun 9, 2017 0:52:39 GMT -5
| | hex hoped that the new ability she'd obtained since the last time the two fought together was enough to swing the battle more in their favor. she couldn't help but wonder if maybe she had that ability last time, mustang wouldn't have gotten beat up. death was a thing in this game, she knew that. she'd watched in the raid and person after person died, and she didn't feel a thing, but it was different when it was a friend, when it was someone close. she knew she hadn't spent much time outside of battle with the man, but she cared for him all the same, and she wouldn't let him get to be in that condition ever again. the caster watched as the black haired man brought his sword down upon the outlaw, letting out a chuckle at the defender's cliche line. hex was a utility, she knew that, but that didn't stop her from following up her ally, using her broom to strike the outlaw in the face. after all, she too had received to buff from the flames. this time she would help attack the bounty, she wouldn't let mustang handle this all on his own. the familiar cinders and ashes fell around the trio from the fire spells that the woman had cast, a minor heal to the players and a small burn to the outlaw. |
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Jun 9, 2017 1:13:06 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 0:58:02 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 0:58:02 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]He let himself retract his blade quickly and ducking around from within circle. Mustang with cheesy lines and all was in for a real duel. Or what he had hoped would be a quick duel, with the support of Hex at his side. His broadsword carved of horn swinging across the arm of old quick finger. Letting his defense slowly build and build with each basic attack. Until finally the desperado retorted against him.
The bounty fanned their hammer of their gun engaging in combat. It's shots ringing out and firmly placing into the charcoal haired defender. Halting the on coming assault from him and doing a sizable amount of damage to the defender. Before hex was able to let her heal take effect, Mustang used his countering ability to cleaving overhead towards the opponent. Reasonably with the sword on my back passive being popped early into the fight. At least before taking heal from Hex's friendly fire, healing most of the damage he had just taken. [attr="class","otlnotes2"] idc ♦ hex ♦ 5/8 bounty[attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 1:07:01 GMT -5
Post by hex on Jun 9, 2017 1:07:01 GMT -5
| | as the bounty shot out his fan of bullets, both mustang and she were hit by his bullets. the caster gripped her arm tightly in the place where the bullet hit her. if this was real life, she arm would be gushing blood, but instead there was only pain in its place. luckily enough for both of them, hex's cinders that rained from the sky were enough to heal a lot of the damage that had been dealt to them. there was also luck in the fact that mustang was able to kick into gear before touched by her passive. with all of her abilities unable to be used at the moment, hex once more charged towards the bounty. the pain in her arm felt more real than any video game should, but she was able to ignore it for the moment as she once again slapped the outlaw in the face with the bristles of her broom, "take this!"taking a few steps back, hex turned to her spirit fox who sat on the sidelines and motioned for him to come forward. the small fox pressed its nose against her ankle, slowly healing the rest of the damage she had took. "thanks." she whispered the words. the woman wasn't used to the pain of being attacked, more often choosing to sit far behind. this was something that she hopefully wouldn't need to get used to. |
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Jun 9, 2017 1:29:25 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 1:13:36 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 1:13:36 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]The fight would inevitability be a little bit short lived, his swinging sword would actually have to outmatch the nimble outlaw for the moment. It would just have to be his job to stay alive, Hex wouldn't need to worry. She would maintain his health and as long as the charcoal haired male kept aggro he would keep his friend safe. That would be why he he activated his taunt to keep Quickfinger's eyes on him. He was a noble defender and he would not let his companion be put in danger because of him.
The claymore swung his sword just short of the outlaw's arm, just missing. He let out a light chuckle as his companion ruffled the enemies feather with a playful attack of her broom. A interesting tactic, but thanks to his aggro pull the fight stayed with him. In a sudden quickdraw of Quickfinger, Mustang raised his sword across his body with lightning fast reflexes. Blocking the attack and once again swinging his sword across the chest, the blood pumping as he gained a high of adrenaline. [attr="class","otlnotes2"] idc ♦ hex ♦ 6/8 bounty[attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 1:22:10 GMT -5
Post by hex on Jun 9, 2017 1:22:10 GMT -5
| | hex was grateful as she watched the outlaw keep his eyes on the defender. the caster knew that the man had to have used some sort of skill to make him keep his attacks on him. the woman could feel her initial damage boost wear off, but by the time she was able to cast it again, the bounty would be long dead. she watched as mustang deflected an attack from their target and then proceeded to slash him across the chest. "incoming!" the woman called out to her friend as she once more hit the ground with her broomstick, her circle trap appearing. with a swing of her broom, the circle flew at quickfinger, once more trapping him in place. "finish him off while he's trapped, mustang!" hex called out to the defender. he would only be trapped for a moment, but it should be long enough for mustang to finish off the last of his health. the foxfire turned her attention once more to the duller spirit that sat at her feet. "heal him, go on," she ushered the fox to heal the man of any damage that he had taken in the battle in case the bounty manage to get off any final shots. |
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Jun 9, 2017 1:55:12 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 1:43:27 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 1:43:27 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Quickfinger was seeming out-gunned the fight being quite easily in their favor. A pattern being however that he would eat hits, and there she was right to heal him back up. That accompanied with the stalling of damage that the bankrobber did, they had this in the bag. His own defensive capabilities let him eat the gun fire in chunks and still remain on his feet. Once the utility said incoming, sudden confusion caused the defender to glance back. "What?!" At some kind of worry that this was all a ambush attack. Although it would just be her giving him the initiative to her next move. Mustang sighed at his own silliness, before feeling another stray bullet land in his ribcage.
"O-Oh.. alright awesome!" He said in a bit relief. Before the man shifted back, the wound in his ribcage hardly seeming to take much effect. The flurry of initial basic attacks giving him enough of a buffer to be hardly un-phased at the last shots. He shook his head at the gunslinger, cocky and sarcastic as he gave a look of disappointment. A wave of heat beginning to radiate off him as he twirled his sword, closing off the distance between him and Quickfinger. Taking one step and yet another till he was right in his face. "You feelin' lucky, Punk." Before cleaning swinging his sword across his bounties neck, ending the fight. [attr="class","otlnotes2"] idc ♦ hex ♦ 7/8 bounty[attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Post by hex on Jun 9, 2017 1:53:27 GMT -5
| | "you did it!" the woman clapped her hands together as she watched as the boss exploding into pixels when mustang swung his sword through his neck. this boss fell much easier than the last. the woman didn't have to watch her friend on his near death bed this time. her summon continued to press its nose against the man's leg until it faded away into nothing, using the rest of its healing power to return the final bits of health to the defender. "bang, bang!" hex called out in sheer happiness at the ease of taking down this boss. using her thumbs and forefingers, she turned her hands into pretend guns and shot into the air. "woo!" her voice was loud and seemed to echo against the empty streets of fool's errand. with a big smile on her face, the woman skipped up to mustang. "much easier than last time. i'd like to think i carried this time around." her smiled turned into a smirk. "ya think?" |
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