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The Killing Games {Open RP}
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Mojoworkn
Character:
Richard Price and Talon
Location:
Gilneas
Richard's vision slowly failed him. Azeroth became darker and darker. The world spun before his very eyes. He grasped his gun with the last strength he could muster within his soul. He spun his body around, and took aim at the easiest target, the white worgen. One pull of the trigger, and half the battle could be won.
He faultered, remembering the Killing Games, and what he had thought to himself beforehand,
"Death. Kill. Pitting the world of Azeroth against itself."
He kept his gun raised at his head, as he was laying on the ground, yet could not bring himself to pull the trigger.
Isabel, give me strength, I beg you.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Gilneas
|
Southern Barrens
Duskhide let out a roar of pain and punched Whitefang between the eyes with all his might.
"I guess you are right..." Lisciel sighed.
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Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Gilneas
|
Southern Barrens
The pain had cleared the druid's mind. He muttered something and three thick vines erupted from the ground, holding Whitefang firmly. Pressing his hand against the wounds, Duskhide took a step back, now standing behind the white worgen and the human - of whom he had completely forgotten.
"Only who's gonna tell your sister she's relieved of her duties?"
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Mojoworkn
Character:
Richard Price and Talon
Location:
Gilneas
Richard lowered his gun slowly as the vines enveloped around the white worgen. He turned his head to the black worgen, and shifted his chest so it rested on the ground. Richard was breathing heavily, but was able to make out a few words.
"You're a druid," he said bluntly, and even laughing to ease the pain.
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Behelich
Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Gilneas
|
Southern Barrens
Duskhide sat on the ground, exhaustedly.
"Yes. Not able to heal you now, though. Too tired. Too hurt."
'
Rhey... Help me...
'
"Oy, poor Grakasha... Look. I know it must be hard to believe, but I swear to you, I didn't tell a word of lie when talking about her."
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Character:
Richard Price and Talon
Location:
Gilneas
Richard nodded slowly, not daring to ask the multitude of questions he had. To make matters worse for Richard, an angry dwarf comes running in screaming something his confused mind couldn't make out.
This is going to be one hell of a story to tell to Gregor.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Gilneas
|
Southern Barrens
"I'm bleeding," Duskhide said dully. He was not accusing Rhey, just pointing out the simple fact.
"What?"
Lisciel shook his head.
"You owe me, sparkle bull."
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Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Gilneas
|
Southern Barrens
"My duty..."
Duskhide summoned more vines to hold Whitefang and lay on the ground.
"...is almost done," he said quietly, falling asleep immediately.
Lisciel eyed him for several seconds, then managed, "I guess so. But don't you do that again."
Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Richard Price and Talon
Location:
Gilneas
Richard laughed, "Oh no harm done here. But don't think you'll leave without explaining to me what in the world happened here." Richard laughed again.
He could feel a cool warmth enveloping the wound on his chest. He managed to sit up, and look at the white worgen still entangled in the vines.
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