-4maskwolf sighs, then sits down.-
Aye, aye, you all have your fun, I suppose.
I'm not even getting involved in this shit. Like, seriously, someone starts filming you, they don't respond, and then all hell breaks loose. This would be great if it was happening over in the other arena, but it isn't.
edited 16th May '15 12:21:16 PM by 4maskwolf
That's if her memories don't resurface when she sees Niiue.
Bridget climbs up to another building, watching the others from there.
@4maskwolf She doesn't respond because she knows she might give away her mission. It would be out of character if she did.
edited 16th May '15 12:22:19 PM by UndyingPhoenix
Trea back-hands the vial of blood
"I would rather die, but i have my own plans to stop it."
The takes the bitter smelling herbs and squeezes it onto the cut, each drop sizzling when it comes into contact, paining him but stopping the venom, he then turns to the assailant
"I hear they make puppets out of wood in some places, not people."
Sometimes it best to leave the lights OffThe boy just stares as Bridget vanished with a flash.
"...Uh... went better than I thought it would..."
He turns to see Flint getting ready to attack.
"...Frig."
He grabs a dagger. Then he makes a 'bring it' gesture at Flint.
Which will likely prove to be a big mistake.
edited 16th May '15 12:29:19 PM by DevilPsyco
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Flint responds to Phoenix by quickly turning around and sending a the usual wave of darkness at him. Afterwards he then sees the Thief boy and charges at him, trying to hit him with a slash.
The battle theme for now. [1]
edited 16th May '15 12:31:39 PM by RobotTophat
Trea keeps looking at the man
"Think of it like this.... you are a demon or something, and i bet you would not be happy at all if I somehow turned you into an angel or something like that."
The height is not phasing him too much
edited 16th May '15 12:32:28 PM by Treeman
Sometimes it best to leave the lights OffThe boy, surprisingly, parries the slash with his dagger, despite that his weapon and rather weak posture shouldn't allow him to fend off such an attack this way.
"Dude, you look like a zombie. What's your deal?", he asks while jumping and attempting to slash Flint in his face.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.

"You people here are so backwards it is shocking, anyone who has a grudge against me listen here. Ask yourselves why did I do what I did?"
He shouts, clutching where he was stabbed
edited 16th May '15 12:14:00 PM by Treeman
Sometimes it best to leave the lights Off