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I'm glad you're still here penguin! I thought we lost ya D:
Woooo Skyrim!
Dean gave a stressful sigh. It was situation's like this he spent so much time and effort trying to avoid and now not only has he failed at that but he's dragged two others into it all. It was obvious the two didn't want to abandon him so arguing about it would only waste time and get them all killed. "Yeah, I can" he said to the girl in an exhausted tone as the two stood up. She was saving his life, he hated having to slow her down. The sound of gunshots ceased so it was safe to assume their knight had exhausted his ammunition.
When the girl asked if there was anything that needed to be brought Dean looked around the area at all of his equipment and items. His head started hurting once more and he suddenly felt sick. He couldn't keep his eyes from watering up. He very much wanted to say yes. He wanted to search through the wreckage for his belongings. Things older than the creatures that inhabit the world, things from his normal life. But it would go against many rules he created for himself and practically lived by, rules and habits that had brought him this far.
He had specifically planned beforehand, a long time ago, what to do when it came to the things he needed to survive and the things he didn't want to lose, but he wasn't prepared to go through with his decision. "Um, yeah. My backpack." he said with uncertainty in his voice. There were plenty of other things he considered far more valuable than what was in his bag, but he had to ignore those thoughts. "I'll come back soon, for other things." They were right next to a lake, that could be a landmark, it had to be on a map or guide or something. Even so he didn't really think it was likely he'd find his way back here, but again he had to ignore those thoughts.
Dean dropped the shotgun back into the green army bag. "There's a bunch of guns and ammo here" he shouted to their knight "Can you buy us just a little more time?" Hopefully it was enough to hold back the creatures for a short moment, although it was impressive how long the guy had held back the creatures already. Dean began moving towards his backpack with the support of the girl. It was a few yards from their position, laying in the grass. His body must have had an adrenaline rush earlier when he woke up in the truck, because he could now feel the full extent of his injuries and it was taking everything in him just to move a short distance. He very much wanted to give up and collapse. The only thing stopping him from doing so were his saviors. "I'm sorry for putting you two in this position" Dean whispered as they approached the bag.
When the girl asked if there was anything that needed to be brought Dean looked around the area at all of his equipment and items. His head started hurting once more and he suddenly felt sick. He couldn't keep his eyes from watering up. He very much wanted to say yes. He wanted to search through the wreckage for his belongings. Things older than the creatures that inhabit the world, things from his normal life. But it would go against many rules he created for himself and practically lived by, rules and habits that had brought him this far.
He had specifically planned beforehand, a long time ago, what to do when it came to the things he needed to survive and the things he didn't want to lose, but he wasn't prepared to go through with his decision. "Um, yeah. My backpack." he said with uncertainty in his voice. There were plenty of other things he considered far more valuable than what was in his bag, but he had to ignore those thoughts. "I'll come back soon, for other things." They were right next to a lake, that could be a landmark, it had to be on a map or guide or something. Even so he didn't really think it was likely he'd find his way back here, but again he had to ignore those thoughts.
Dean dropped the shotgun back into the green army bag. "There's a bunch of guns and ammo here" he shouted to their knight "Can you buy us just a little more time?" Hopefully it was enough to hold back the creatures for a short moment, although it was impressive how long the guy had held back the creatures already. Dean began moving towards his backpack with the support of the girl. It was a few yards from their position, laying in the grass. His body must have had an adrenaline rush earlier when he woke up in the truck, because he could now feel the full extent of his injuries and it was taking everything in him just to move a short distance. He very much wanted to give up and collapse. The only thing stopping him from doing so were his saviors. "I'm sorry for putting you two in this position" Dean whispered as they approached the bag.
Kasus was taken aback at the barrage of lightning that came down from the sky, eliminating the heartless. He was about to cheer out of celebration when Jared suddenly collapsed to the floor. "Jared!" Kasus shouted, and ran over beside the Prince. He gave a big sigh of relief when the Prince announced Jared was alive, but somewhat hesitated when everybody began to enter the castle. Kasus wanted to get out of the cold as much as the next guy but his twin blade was in the snow somewhere, he didn't want to leave it, but it would be odd to remain outside, so he reluctantly entered the castle with everyone else, hoping they would come back out very soon.
Inside, the Prince introduced himself as Hans. "My names Kasus! And there's no need to thank me your majesty, I thought it was pretty fun!" Kasus spoke loud and proud.
Inside, the Prince introduced himself as Hans. "My names Kasus! And there's no need to thank me your majesty, I thought it was pretty fun!" Kasus spoke loud and proud.
Actually wiki I have an idea :o
would it be okay if i brought back my other character willie? He could meet up with wiki's character in the city and maybe we'll all eventually meet up?
would it be okay if i brought back my other character willie? He could meet up with wiki's character in the city and maybe we'll all eventually meet up?
Ha, that's neat
I wanna play!
Measha grasped his bloody arm. "Just perfect" Axcel then charged forward, thus putting Measha on the defensive. Now aware of the daggers he blocked Axcel's attacks and avoided the daggers as best he could, the speed making up for his numb arm, but he couldn't find a chance to attack. An opening eventually presented itself and Measha kicked Axcel in the chest, sending him back only a couple feet, but one of the daggers was now speeding towards his leg. Measha leaped into the air, avoiding one dagger but leaving him vulnerable to the other, which was now speeding towards him. He spun midair, causing the dagger to pierce the arm it had slashed before. Measha grimaced from the attack as he landed some yards away from Axcel. "I guess i'll just have to fight you from here." He said with arrogance, hiding the pain from his voice. Fear and doubt were unknown in his mind at the moment. Standing up straight, he took his fighting stance once more, except now his damaged arm was behind his back, and would remain there for the rest of the fight. "Flaming Fists: Flame Cloak!" Measha shouted, fire engulfed his body like a suit of armor.
Measha began to gracefully throw kicks and few punches towards Axcel from his position, the fire surrounding his body extending a far distance towards the Guildmaster in the shape of a fist or kick. The floating daggers were much easier to avoid from this distance. Each time Axcel came within striking range Measha would sprint out of the way using his speed, avoiding the daggers and simultaneously launching punches and kicks of pure flame towards him. This tactic kept Axcel away and allowed Measha to focus on avoiding the daggers but it also locked the two into a ranged combat. It was a stalemate. Measha had to devise a plan and act on it before his magic was depleted and the effects of Sam's ice shard wore off. At this rate both would occur very soon, and leave Measha completely vulnerable.
"Only three places too attack from huh?" Measha shouted before abandoning his previous strategy and dashing straight towards Axcel. He leaped into the air above him. "Flame Clones!" Whilst in the air three clones dropped down and engaged Axcel. "Now i've got fifteen!" he shouted, landing a distance away. The Guildmaster was now being attacked from all over, but the clones didn't inherit Measha's speed and were considerably weaker than him, so the combat was more or less even. Axcel along with the advantage of his daggers made short work of the clones. "Axcel!" Measha shouted from afar, catching his attention. He stood still, now gripping Sam's icicle in his right hand, and locked eyes with Axcel when suddenly a fourth clone fell from above and grabbed him from behind! Measha smirked, "Gotcha," and sprinted with amazing speed towards the Guildmaster, but to his dismay the effects of Sam's ice shard had worn off just as he began to move. "Dammit! Not good!" Measha was now sprinting at normal speed, both daggers now aiming for him. If he didn't make his move now, Axcel would break loose and Measha would lose the fight for sure. "Don't let me down Sam!" he shouted before leaping into the air and launching the icicle towards Axcel whilst being stabbed from both sides by the floating daggers, one in his good arm, the other his leg. Measha fell to the floor as the icicle impaled Axcel's shoulder. The flame clone that held the Guildmaster in place gripped the icicle, causing it to melt. Measha did as Sam instructed and curled up on the floor, preparing for impact.
Measha began to gracefully throw kicks and few punches towards Axcel from his position, the fire surrounding his body extending a far distance towards the Guildmaster in the shape of a fist or kick. The floating daggers were much easier to avoid from this distance. Each time Axcel came within striking range Measha would sprint out of the way using his speed, avoiding the daggers and simultaneously launching punches and kicks of pure flame towards him. This tactic kept Axcel away and allowed Measha to focus on avoiding the daggers but it also locked the two into a ranged combat. It was a stalemate. Measha had to devise a plan and act on it before his magic was depleted and the effects of Sam's ice shard wore off. At this rate both would occur very soon, and leave Measha completely vulnerable.
"Only three places too attack from huh?" Measha shouted before abandoning his previous strategy and dashing straight towards Axcel. He leaped into the air above him. "Flame Clones!" Whilst in the air three clones dropped down and engaged Axcel. "Now i've got fifteen!" he shouted, landing a distance away. The Guildmaster was now being attacked from all over, but the clones didn't inherit Measha's speed and were considerably weaker than him, so the combat was more or less even. Axcel along with the advantage of his daggers made short work of the clones. "Axcel!" Measha shouted from afar, catching his attention. He stood still, now gripping Sam's icicle in his right hand, and locked eyes with Axcel when suddenly a fourth clone fell from above and grabbed him from behind! Measha smirked, "Gotcha," and sprinted with amazing speed towards the Guildmaster, but to his dismay the effects of Sam's ice shard had worn off just as he began to move. "Dammit! Not good!" Measha was now sprinting at normal speed, both daggers now aiming for him. If he didn't make his move now, Axcel would break loose and Measha would lose the fight for sure. "Don't let me down Sam!" he shouted before leaping into the air and launching the icicle towards Axcel whilst being stabbed from both sides by the floating daggers, one in his good arm, the other his leg. Measha fell to the floor as the icicle impaled Axcel's shoulder. The flame clone that held the Guildmaster in place gripped the icicle, causing it to melt. Measha did as Sam instructed and curled up on the floor, preparing for impact.
That image is the perfect representation of Sam's strategy haha.
I'll just put this in this and mix it with this and it'll make that
I'll just put this in this and mix it with this and it'll make that
The sight of his own blood surprised Dean, he wasn't even aware he was bleeding until the girl wiped his forehead with her sleeve, leaving quite a red stain on her shirt. The constant ringing in his head made the gunshots sound as if they were miles away. He felt like the entire situation was some sort of dream and he had already died, but you shouldn't feel pain when you're dead. Dean looked up, trying to space out and ignore the pain in his body. He looked towards the sky, the lake next to them meant there weren't as many trees around, leaving a perfect view of the blue sky above them. In a different context the view could be beautiful. The combination of the sleep deprivation, dizzy head, injuries and loss of blood left Dean completely drained of all energy. He felt so tired, but not in a sleepy way, if that makes sense. In more of a weak way, he just wanted to rest.
He turned his attention back towards the girl, still unable to process the fact she was here. Just being in the presence of another survivor was a nice feeling, but the way she was looking at Dean made him feel uneasy, she seemed very worried. Was his condition that bad? He wanted to sit up and ask her some things but couldn't bring himself to it. "Maybe it's because of the creatures," Dean casually thought to himself. More gunshots could be heard but the girl wasn't shooting this time. He could hear shouting and assumed the she had a friend with her but that didn't seem to be the case, because she had gotten up and ran away. He felt confused, and wasn't sure what was going on at the moment. "Maybe somebody was following me," Dean whispered to himself as he now lay alone. His head didn't hurt anymore, and neither did his arm, they both felt numb. He couldn't help closing his eyes and try to rest. The thought of his mother resurfaced as he attempted to sleep, if he awoke, it would probably be as one of these creatures. If he didn't, well. Than he didn't.
"Stay awake!" the girl shouted. Dean's eyes popped open, the girl had returned. The sharp pain in his body came back in a moments notice, he suddenly felt somewhat awake, as if he had just woken from a nightmare. She gently grabbed his face and told him once more to stay awake. The moment was bittersweet, her hands felt warm but not in a sense of heat, in a sense of life, it was a nice feeling but, why did he need to stay awake? She pulled out a knife and cut open his sleeve, revealing a large gash on his left arm. He was taken aback at the sight of the injury. As the girl tended his wounds Dean attempted to look around, trying to analyze the situation. More gunshots were being fired as what seemed to be another survivor fended off a large amount of creatures with a katana. "Fuck" He whispered to himself. They were making way too much noise and needed to get away from the area. These two people were in danger and risking their lives to help him. This was his fault, he felt like a helpless idiot.
"Yeah" Dean said to her "You shouldn't have come though, you two need to get away from here." He slowly sat up and began to load his shotgun. He spoke quickly in a panicking tone. "You guys really need to leave here, there's gonna be too many, like, there's just gonna be too many and it's bad you guys have to please go, I don't have anything to repay you for helping me, you can have this bag, it's got ammo and thing but just please go. Don't die here with me."
He turned his attention back towards the girl, still unable to process the fact she was here. Just being in the presence of another survivor was a nice feeling, but the way she was looking at Dean made him feel uneasy, she seemed very worried. Was his condition that bad? He wanted to sit up and ask her some things but couldn't bring himself to it. "Maybe it's because of the creatures," Dean casually thought to himself. More gunshots could be heard but the girl wasn't shooting this time. He could hear shouting and assumed the she had a friend with her but that didn't seem to be the case, because she had gotten up and ran away. He felt confused, and wasn't sure what was going on at the moment. "Maybe somebody was following me," Dean whispered to himself as he now lay alone. His head didn't hurt anymore, and neither did his arm, they both felt numb. He couldn't help closing his eyes and try to rest. The thought of his mother resurfaced as he attempted to sleep, if he awoke, it would probably be as one of these creatures. If he didn't, well. Than he didn't.
"Stay awake!" the girl shouted. Dean's eyes popped open, the girl had returned. The sharp pain in his body came back in a moments notice, he suddenly felt somewhat awake, as if he had just woken from a nightmare. She gently grabbed his face and told him once more to stay awake. The moment was bittersweet, her hands felt warm but not in a sense of heat, in a sense of life, it was a nice feeling but, why did he need to stay awake? She pulled out a knife and cut open his sleeve, revealing a large gash on his left arm. He was taken aback at the sight of the injury. As the girl tended his wounds Dean attempted to look around, trying to analyze the situation. More gunshots were being fired as what seemed to be another survivor fended off a large amount of creatures with a katana. "Fuck" He whispered to himself. They were making way too much noise and needed to get away from the area. These two people were in danger and risking their lives to help him. This was his fault, he felt like a helpless idiot.
"Yeah" Dean said to her "You shouldn't have come though, you two need to get away from here." He slowly sat up and began to load his shotgun. He spoke quickly in a panicking tone. "You guys really need to leave here, there's gonna be too many, like, there's just gonna be too many and it's bad you guys have to please go, I don't have anything to repay you for helping me, you can have this bag, it's got ammo and thing but just please go. Don't die here with me."
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