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“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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Wait, sound waves are just pressure waves. Raaching deep, I manage to push the very molecules in the air out from myself creating a vacuum. No matter, no sound. But this was a temporary solution.
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Scratch moved, obviously making very loud annoyed noises, but Marv couldn't hear them.
The angry sound creature began to charge recklessly towards the Miscreant. Meanwhile, Angel darted in from behind.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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...sorry. I'll postsomething else then. (quick question though. I've got low level,....well low level for us, space manipulation to create a vacuum forthe witch, to stop her from casting spells...I'm assuming she's immortal enough to not explode, while still being mortal enough to have spells based off of actual sound. And another for teleportation and portal opening. I'll keep it to hand to hand combat instead then.)
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(Let us play hard-ball then.)
The Arch-Mage merely framed a though, and thousands of runes flew up at the mannequin. Sealing and binding and destroying. It was bound, blinded, frozen, burned, dismembered and banished from reality in a fraction of a nano-second. Anarchy was rapidly reforming, sending off waves that drained power from the other mannequin. The woman's incantation rattled towards an end, ignoring the lack of air to transmit the sound. I̼̲͉͈͔̻̝̯̪͖̖͖̣̻̠̗͕̼̓̈́͛ͪ̐̀ͫͭ͛́͟Ṋ̛̛͙̗̝̯̬̪̥̠̩̥̪̺̾̃ͮ̉̏ͩͣ̀͗ͥͯ͒ͣͦ͛ͣ̉͢͠V̠̳͓̟̦̝̬̖̟̱̳͔̲̰̥̯̂ͬ̂̏̀͢͞ͅO̷̵̺̼̪͕͔̪͙͎̟̺͍̠̦̙̲̺̜̾ͦ̿͂͒̈́ͥͣ͜K̶̸͕̘̜̯͓͙ͤ̌͛̋̐ͪ̔̉ͩ͆̅̒ͪ́ͥ̚̚ͅĖ̸̞̣̬̰͇̝̟̣͖̟̭̞ͭ̄͋̆̌̌ͪͪͨ̔̂ͪͯ̑̒ͭ̿͡͠ ̴̷͖̩̘͓̺̩̙͐̒ͨ̂ͯ̎̔͛̌̀̓́͠T̛̛̟̪̙͍͒ͮ̿ͯͨ̕͞H̡͉͕̭̪̳̙͎̺̖̗͎̺̠̻̜͈̩̏̿ͪ́͋ͮ͗͐̈̈ͮ͛̈́͟͡E̷̷̢̛̛̟͈͕͈͙̜͍̝̾̆̂̂̿̚ ̷̧͎̗͓͓̼̫̬͛̃ͤ̍ͧ̾͂̇̃ͫͩ̓͐͌̊͐͟͟D̢̛̖̝͓̖̼̹̥̻͚̳̱̰̘̹͇̤͓ͬ̓̃ͩͣ͌ͧ̍̽͂͛́̚͝Rͣ̑̽̏͗ͮ̊҉̴̧͢҉̠̞̯̥̼̳̳̖͈̤̥̯̩Ā̩̭̯̐̒ͭ̽͘G̛̮͎̭͕͐ͤ̉͛ͩͥ̀́̀́Óͦ̏̊̓ͨͣ̈́҉̖͚͇̯̘̲̗̳̬͉̱̤͜͜N̈ͨ̒̊̓͋̌̌̆̚͝҉̭̰̖̝̺̪͔̣̱̻̺͇̜͔̱́,̸̵̨̛͈͕͓͔͈͕̮̮͎̭̤͇̖̼̹͂̈́́̽̋ͣͮ̎ͪͣ͌̓̄̋̿̈́̈́̚͢ͅͅͅͅ ̨͌ͯ̌ͪ̎̿͌ͯ̀͟͏̙̖̟̘̜̞̖̤̩̺E̶̘̫̝̺̝ͮ̅ͥͮ͒̃̿͒̎͂ͬ͗ͩͪͥͯ͗̄͜ͅA̡̧̧͖͙̱̬͙̟̬̯̲̲͇̹̐̄͋̉ͤͦ̒ͩT̸̴̛̜͉̦̬̺̟̗̲̞̱ͨͮͧ̆̄̓̓̽ͦ̆̌͢͡E̡̠̲̣͓̠̳̘̻͉̜͍͌̄͆ͮ͑̈́ͧ͐͆́̕R̡̡ͧ͐̂̇̊ͬ̎͆ͦ́̄҉̶̘̞̭͕̥͕̦̝͉̹̥̫͡ ̸̵͚̹̗͕̮͚̣͔̰͍̙̠̩ͬ̑̒̈́ͬ̈́ͧ̒ͪ͌͐̇ͪͯ̆͂̚̚͞O̷̧̓̽ͮ̅̓̐͋ͣͤͥͧ̆҉͏̙̱̻͍̺̼͈͕͓̝̤͈͓͉̝̼ͅF̶̝͓̪̹̺͚̈͛ͥͦ̐ͦͯͩ̌̌̈͊͋̂ͬ̂̿̄́̕ ̬̣̫̫̜̥̖̳̬̤͉͇̦͓̱ͯ̄͊̎̑̅̀ͦ͡G̶̫̯͈̟͉̪̟͌ͬͫ̑̐̀̏̉̏̌͋̊͂͘͟O͗̔ͣ͒́ͫ͌̉̄͌͂̈̈́ͨ͆ͬ̍̓҉̵̷͙͙̞͡͝D̸̛̺͖̰̟̩̺͙̣̠̬̝̖̦̭̦̠̳̥̏̑͗ͤ͊̏̊ͭ͐ͨ͐ͨ̎͒͋ͬ͂͜ͅS̴̸͍̦̫̞̙̬͇̲̻̠͕̮͔̪̗̤̯͐ͨͮ̀̑̂ͧ̽̏̀̚ͅͅ!̜̹͖̻̞̝̻̱̗̠̿͗̍̀ͯ̾͗̍ͯ́́̚͟͝ A skeletal dragon the size of several mountain ranges appeared behind her. Its very presence devoured all ambient enemy energies in the area. Arieh changed, abandoning his child-like form for his true one. A gigantic winged lion, covered in eyes. It padded forward, spreading curtains of fire behind him.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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To late. I'm pulling all the stops. They are assuming final forms, playing their aces, becoming one winged angels. It is now.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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I had been hoping for more of a breather, but it seems my enemies did not wish to grant me that benefit. I rocket towards Scratch, attempting to fight fire with fire by attacking with my own sound based attacks.
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Wulf watched for an instant as Coyote approached, and then split into fifty smaller Wulfs, each spreading out to all sides. They glowed with energy from The Void as they lunged inward to simultaneously assault Coyote.
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)
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Hovering around a unnoticed "Hey heeeeeeeeey whats going on?!?" Floating slowly away after asking that still confused with what was happening.
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Coyote continued to grow and his coat shone with many colors. He fought with amazing ferocity, clawing and biting, any wounds he received were ignored.
He was powerful, but his foes were many. Then the sun was eclipsed. An enormous Raven blocked the sun, setting the Wulfs in shadow. From the shadow people came. People with made of darkness, with glinting glass eyes. They pulled at the Wulfs. Down below, Spider watched.. and waited.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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Scratch vibrates painfully, the discordances disrupted it's form. It parted like water, flowing away from Marv.
Behind him, Angel let forth a scything blast of prismatic energy.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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In Cabanilla's head I send a message. "We're fighting several different enemies created and narrated by Zale"
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Shadowy people with glass eyes lunged for Cabanilla, mistaking him for another Wulf.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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The holy mannequin stopped it's approach and did the soundless featureless equivalent of a slightly annoyed sigh. An instant later, the secon mannequin popped into exitence again beside it. The two shimmered, as if vibrating at an intense speed and fused back together into one. which simply watched the oncomming attacks before exploding. the shards of the mannequin orbitted around the centeras a spindly being of black and white threads with a spiralling mask stood in it's place. The mannequin shards were drawn towards it forming black chains and cape. The figure spread it's arms wide and a clawed guantlet of black appeared on the left, while a spirit swords appeared in the right.
I lean to the left as if to fall before darting right at a speed which would set earth's atmosphere ablaze while firing seeds of destruction into the skeletal dragon's joints, which go off, erassing the matter and energy that they touch. while firing I stomp the ground sending a wave of creation benath the location of Arieh, a large explosion is set off beneath the gound lifting the earth itself into the sky with the lion with it. Before gravity begins to take effect a dark curtain begins to fall across the area, in a position to seal the combatants in. |
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I'm pretty sure were all on different planets if not dimensions, if we weren't I would have thrown you at the wizard by now
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Once again, runes flew from the Arch-Mage's form. Forces rebalanced, matter returned, energies resurged. He could not totally negate the powerful being's attacks, but he would certainly attempt to blunt the blow.
Arieh merely took flight, drawing heat towards himself until he shone like a second sun, setting the already heated atmosphere ablaze. The dragon, in contrast, grew cold. Energy flowed into it like into the gullet of a black hole, reforming all the matter it had lost. It roared and charged the Jester, absorbing all energy near it. Behind it, the silver haired woman laughed. She glinted her mirror towards her opponent, sending a blast of light towards him. Anarchy totally reformed, bigger and meaner than ever. The chaos brewing around him sent his power sky-rocketing. He slammed the ground and it where he touched ceased to exist in any meaningful form.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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I haven't exactly perfected this skill yet ,but you should be seeing a projection of me. Also some guys tried to kill me but just went right through my image huh? Anything else I need to know cause I'm sure I haven't run into these things before.
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He would.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
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This time, I'm ready for the colorful lights approaching me. I turn in a flash and form a flawless crystal convex lens. I force push the lens into the path of the oncoming lights.
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