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Age is but a number, its the mind that makes the man, or woman. I'm older the i seem, younger then my years, specialize in gaming, yet often seem to have no tactics. I've played many rpg's my whole life and love a new idea. Being sick and twisted is a strength, allowing for one to not live with a closed mind. If I could have my way we would have the religion of gamers. Not as a way to worship the games but to let the world know that you can find every religion in the gaming society. If you can have this many diverse backgrounds in something as popular as gaming, why cant the rest of the world live like that. Hell if you have a need to go to war, well bring out your fps. Want to handle a grudge, areana it is.

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Movement incoming, civilian position noted, reaction to deviation of momentum, further study to be determined. Crotalus mummers.

Nate mirrors himself as he moves along the wall to the ceiling, awaiting his chance to drop on their opponent. "It's fascinating what we all can do, we really need to get a better play book." Nate whispers.
By the way anyone hitting Crotalus will notice that his body is hardened. There is often a pause between actions done to him and his response. It's kind of minute, but it's like a minor lag.
Add adhesion to the mix and watch for those who you don't want to see naked.
Feeling something smash into his back, Crotalus pivots around to see what's attacking him and takes the kick to his chest. Interesting contact, well placed, decent power. Feign stumble back.
Seeing the boy standing there stomping the staff, noting the other boy standing next to him and hearing the comment about close and far combat. There seems to be some distortion on the wall, moving in separate directions, interestin, must have been someone in the hoe after all. Noted.Crotalus muses quietly.
Keeping a natural look on his face, a slight friendly smile with slightly raised eyebrows, he springs, seeming to blur, flipping over the two boys, landing just behind them in a crouch and sweeping a leg low to the ground to sweep their feet out from under them. As they stary to fall he grabs the back of their belts and as he stands jerks them behind him, sucking the radiation out of them. As they fly behind him, Crotalus stands at ease, watching them fly into the wall 10 feet away.
"My friends, I am curios what you can accomplish as one." Crotalus states in a warm voice, his facial expression never changing.
The Nate's shift to cloak mode and scramble up the wall, up out of the hole and head right and left as the enter the foyer. Noting their team mate as she departs with all hast out a window. "Guys the force one needs to toss a woman, How much did you say you weigh Heidi? Is quite a bit. Lets try not to get hit is we can." So saying both Nate's then pause to resist the urge to hurl as the feeling of green sickness flows through them. "Um Booker, you got anything to help quell this feeling of sucking on a trucks exhaust?" Nate mumbles into his coms.
OK everyone pause here for a second before we move on. The lady who was in the restroom with Rose Marry exited the restroom and was killed by Crotalus, unless there was a second one in there. Rose used the empty room to then call Booker.
Studying the people carefully in the foyer, Crotalus notes the woman who is talking into some kind of com, staggering against the support beam. "A good starting point as any." Crotalus mumurs, walking over to her in a round about way, then covering the last ten feet in a blur of movement, coming up to her from behind.
"Miss you seem a wee bit out of sorts," Slight Irish accent Placing a hand on her shoulder, releasing a great burst of pure heat strait into her shoulder. Human subject should pass out from pain, if not cease to be, at 300 degrees farenheit. Mutant subject should be more resistant.Crotalus muses silently. Imitate concerned look
Crotalus absorbs the radiation from the woman, leaving her shoulder a scorched ruin, but her body radiation free. Placing his left hand on her chest he launches her strait through a nearby window.
To whom it may concern :Crotalus. 5'6", well built. Dark hair and handsome features. Currently wearing an Armoni suit, that's seen better days. Enjoy!!!

As the ceiling crashes down, Crotalus pauses long enough to see if anyone is in the rubble. Seeing only a distortion, he strides back to the stair well, passing the manager and what looks to be a rich woman. Imitation, minor confusion and rubbing of face to clear off dirt "Must keep her in mind for contingency." He murmers. As he strides past the bathrooms, Crotalus pauses hearing a voice from inside the woman's restroom. He stands just to the side of the door and listens. As a lady steps out of the restroom, Crotalus grabs her by the throat, quickly crushing her windpipe, then catching her arms as she tries to flail at him, he slings her over his shoulder and quietly walks to the base of the stairs and lays her down, just out of sigt to the side of the stairs.
Heading back to the restroom, he places his hands on the door and saturates it with a burst of radiation."Give 3 min this door will become too hot to touch, 5 min and there should be enough power built up to cause a neat little explosion." Crotalus muses quietly. Then he heads back up stairs, noting the reactions of all the people inside. "Interesting that most of the people seem to be afraid, but a few scattered around seem to not be scared, but to be looking intently for someone." Crotalus muses to himself as he assumes the panicked facade.
Nate shakes off the stunned feeling, wondering at the slow sickness that seems to be flowing over him. Apparently his bend light trick has failed, seeing as he is being the center of Tatiana's rant at the man she is with. Looking over at his twin, Nate rolls to his feet, being mirrored my Nate. "Anyone get the number of the train that hit me, or know where I can get a couple good suits?"
So a quick question, how many of you who are using the coms are doing so in such a way as not to be heard?
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