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<.< Way to not acknowledge someone talking to you...
<.< Way to not acknowledge someone talking to you...
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STATUS: Why join an rp or make an rp if you're NOT GOING TO POST?! Why waste everyones time? 9 yrs ago
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@Lord Orgasmo You around? Kinda waitin on Albus to post o.o
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Tristan continued blazing through the town, going this way and that. Easily avoiding the vampiric patrols that were hunting for humans while Blue and Purple hunted for him. He knew who his targets were and only knew where one of them was. Well...so he thought when he saw Magnus hopping along the rooftops admiring the chaos going on below. Changing direction without missing a beat he was quick to make his way to the local vampire lord. "Enjoying your own handiwork?" Tristan's easily identifiable voice rang out to the smaller man.
A couple of nearly silent steps later and Tristan was towering over Magnus while observing their surroundings. "The idea is nice, the execution nearly perfect." He stated while moving with Magnus, he was never one to make people stand around and talk. "Your Death Troopers however seem overly reliant on your new armor and their fancy weapons." He said while turning his gaze to Magnus. It wasn't his normal maniacal one hellbent on destruction. It was a more deadened one, the eyes of an old veteran. "Who taught them?" He asked, he hadn't been around during that time. He had been out in the Middle East causing havoc.
Tristan continued blazing through the town, going this way and that. Easily avoiding the vampiric patrols that were hunting for humans while Blue and Purple hunted for him. He knew who his targets were and only knew where one of them was. Well...so he thought when he saw Magnus hopping along the rooftops admiring the chaos going on below. Changing direction without missing a beat he was quick to make his way to the local vampire lord. "Enjoying your own handiwork?" Tristan's easily identifiable voice rang out to the smaller man.
A couple of nearly silent steps later and Tristan was towering over Magnus while observing their surroundings. "The idea is nice, the execution nearly perfect." He stated while moving with Magnus, he was never one to make people stand around and talk. "Your Death Troopers however seem overly reliant on your new armor and their fancy weapons." He said while turning his gaze to Magnus. It wasn't his normal maniacal one hellbent on destruction. It was a more deadened one, the eyes of an old veteran. "Who taught them?" He asked, he hadn't been around during that time. He had been out in the Middle East causing havoc.
Nuuuu not the pokes! Hissss
@thewizardguy Huh...didn't get the alarm that you mentioned me o.o weird. There's only 2 people Tristan would look for currently and one actually appeared in town o3o imma boop him.
Follow meeeee :p
@Tenma Tendo Axes, lances, or magics. There's plenty of swards goin on. o3o
That's sneaky and a tad bit confusing o3o
Tristan simply appeared near a fixture on a roof to observe the fight now that it would be on even terms. Unfortunately Blue relied on his weapon and bailed after yelling into his helmet. Most likely communications hidden within it. "Foolish foolish children. You take away their favorite toys and they crumple like paper dolls..." He muttered, clearly disappointed with what was happening. Looking at his broken sword he chuckled softly. "I'll have to tell Magnus how...pathetic his new soldiers are. Reliant on a single weapon is bad. It's why I learned everything I could from ages past." He said to himself.
Tucking his broken blade into his coat he looked up at the sky. "If it were night I'd show him how bad his soldiers are. Relying on new age technology. It's not a particularly bad thing to move on with the times...but as I told that girl...sometimes the old ways are best." He said as he looked off into the distance. Even during the daylight his eyes narrowed in on Blue and his little squad of children. The giant man wasn't even trying to hide now did he have a rifle on him. But he figured the simple soldier would believe him if he said he didn't do it.
I have no interest in fighting a broken toy... He thought before he turned and flickered from view. This time using simple movements to leave instead of his shadow warping. No point wearing himself out when the newbie vampires had little to no hopes of actually catching him. "Lets go talk to this Johnathan. I want to talk to the child who got his kiddie soldiers to specialize..." He growled as he went towards the edge of town via rooftops. If he couldn't find him in one of the camps on the edge he'd head for Magnus' mansion itself.
Tucking his broken blade into his coat he looked up at the sky. "If it were night I'd show him how bad his soldiers are. Relying on new age technology. It's not a particularly bad thing to move on with the times...but as I told that girl...sometimes the old ways are best." He said as he looked off into the distance. Even during the daylight his eyes narrowed in on Blue and his little squad of children. The giant man wasn't even trying to hide now did he have a rifle on him. But he figured the simple soldier would believe him if he said he didn't do it.
I have no interest in fighting a broken toy... He thought before he turned and flickered from view. This time using simple movements to leave instead of his shadow warping. No point wearing himself out when the newbie vampires had little to no hopes of actually catching him. "Lets go talk to this Johnathan. I want to talk to the child who got his kiddie soldiers to specialize..." He growled as he went towards the edge of town via rooftops. If he couldn't find him in one of the camps on the edge he'd head for Magnus' mansion itself.
Why is @BlackPanther's post in with @thewizardguy's post? o.O
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