The Good League of Good

[Quinsar]

The man jumps, about twenty feet in the air...




Gloria...

[Haleyintraining]

Come with me.
Annalee grabs Gloria's hand and pull her towards her room.

((Are me going to make this thread go to 60 pages or 50? I think 60 would be good, but...))

[randman22222]

To the crazy man, I psionically amplify my voice, and make it low and comically menacing.

No. ((In response to his command.))

And then I say, in my normal voice, Cease and desist! And point my gun at him.

[happyturtle]

Could the Arkencabbage....? I reach through the net, pull off a cabbage leaf, and eat it, with the hopes of it making me able to fly.

It heals the scrapes I got when I was knocked down, but does not create a fly spell.

Damn.

((I think the mods want us to restart at 50 pages. And can I make a small request? Can we use normal arabic numbers instead of roman numerals for our threads? I really really hate roman numerals.))

[Quinsar]

He shoots two orbs of red electric energy at Randy and Turtle.




She follows.

[Haleyintraining]

(They are now in Annalee's room)

Stand against the back wall!

[randman22222]

((Works for me.))

Unless the ball of lightning is very agile, I roll out of the way, so that it hits the floor.

I'm almost fifty, and I'm FIT, bitch!
Huh, my mind's voice broke at 'fit'.

I flick the safety off, and shoot at full auto. About a third through my clip, I throw a sonic concussive blast at him, for good measure.

[happyturtle]

I use the spork two-handed to catch the lightning in the bowl of the spoon and fling it away from me, but take some shock damage. I then pull out a throwing spork and fling it at him. Still cursing. Almost in a berserker rage.

[Quinsar]

He raises a hand and all the bullets should simply fall to the ground. The blast knocks him out of his levitation... He charges with his blade. No one messes with Midevil Darth Vader Death knight and lives!




She does so...

[randman22222]

I psionically levitate every knife from the kitchen into this room, and fling them all at this guy, not simultaneously, just in case he has more tricks up his sleeve. One at a time, albeit rather quickly.

((...'Albeit'. ))

[happyturtle]

I snarl and charge straight at him, meeting him head on, again preparing a disembowelling strike.

[Haleyintraining]

Annalee stands at the back of the room with Gloria, and waves her room spork, creating a rock hard wall that leaves a a space at the back of the room. It looks exactly like the real wall too. With a second wave of the spork a extend the room from the other direction. Then I hand the spork to Gloria.

Decorate away.

[Quinsar]

Death knight tries to bring his blade down on Turtle. The knives harmlessly bounce off his armor.




She starts to think.

[randman22222]

Rrgh! I'm so bloody useless!

The sonic worked, though.
Let's see what I can do... He's got all that amrour on. I wonder what its natural resonance frequency is...

I use my sound psionics to create frequencies starting from infrasound, going up through ultrasound, to try to find a point at which the armour starts vibrating against itself, making it incredibly hard to move in.

...Man! I'm a genius!

[happyturtle]

I parry with the Spork and continue the attack. I don't notice that I'm taking some damage, though some of the blows are bouncing off my turtle shell armour.

((The turtle shell armor only covers her torso. It's invisible, and only manifests during the berserker-ish rampage. It's not super powerful or anything.))

[Quinsar]

He get's stabbed by the spork and falls back.




Gloria starts decorating the room...

[happyturtle]

I keep pressing the attack. "Die, you bastard!" (and other stuff the forum would censor. She can be quite a foul mouth reptile at times.)

((She's probably pretty badly hurt by now, but not aware of it.))

[Quinsar]

He dies.>.>

[randman22222]

Oh, f*** this. That did nothing, bullets did nothing...

I draw my KM2000.

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And charge at him, pulling him, armour and all, into a jiujutsu throw. Use his weight against him.

As I throw him, I stab through a seam in his armour, where it'll do the most.

(())

I... Oh. He's dead.
You doing all right?
...I was kinda useless just then...

[Haleyintraining]

Annalee takes the spork back, but drops it. It cracks. She picks it up and attempts to use it. No luck.

We're stuck! And I made this room sound-and scry proof in case that guy came!

[Quinsar]

Oh no!
The cat girl shivers.

[Haleyintraining]

M-m-maybe someone will notice that the room is smaller. Annalee says unconvincingly.

[Fan]

"The room shurunk?"
then he sees the knight of darkness trying to hurt happy turtle.
"Oh, your gonna get it now!"

[Quinsar]

Yeah...
She sits on the bed...

[happyturtle]

I disembowel the dead guy, still enraged, and don't notice that Randy is talking to me.

[randman22222]

Turtle! I shout, and telepathize.

Enough!

[Fan]

fanboy grabs her by the spork wielding arm gently

"Happyturtle he's dead, and hes not coming back any time soon. its over."

[Haleyintraining]

Annalee takes one of her arrows and set to work on trying to make a hole in the wall be twisting it in.

[randman22222]

I sigh and go to check up on Annalee and the new girl. Err... Where'd you guys go? I telepathize, a bit worried.

[Quinsar]

GLoria gets an idea and begins to use her small claw like nails to dig through the wall.


A black armored Michael Jackson moonwalks into the base...