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Post by Uh-Oh Nautilus on Dec 5, 2014 3:46:26 GMT
The big one picks up cordyceps by the neck and does a low spin with the backside.
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Post by gobby gobberson on Dec 5, 2014 3:46:31 GMT
*Nulla starts jerking, before impaling the hat with a tendril, laughing* You guys are as pathetic as Mark was.
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Post by ThatOneGuy on Dec 5, 2014 3:49:21 GMT
* Large amounts of random objects spill from Benny's wounds *
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Post by Cordyceps sapiens on Dec 5, 2014 3:49:34 GMT
The big one picks up cordyceps by the neck and does a low spin with the backside. GLKK!? *tendrils refocus on attempting to sever stranglehold*
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Post by Uh-Oh Nautilus on Dec 5, 2014 3:51:02 GMT
After completing the spin she is put back down on the ground.
The spin connects with nulla's legs.
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Post by gobby gobberson on Dec 5, 2014 3:51:55 GMT
*Nulla laughs, casually slicing at Benny some more*
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Post by ThatOneGuy on Dec 5, 2014 3:53:13 GMT
* Zone shifts *
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Post by Cordyceps sapiens on Dec 5, 2014 3:53:15 GMT
After completing the spin she is put back down on the ground. *confused and afraid they've done something wrong*
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Post by Uh-Oh Nautilus on Dec 5, 2014 3:54:42 GMT
Since Nulla is standing still, I stab at it with the end of the scythe in an attempt to pin it to the ground.
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Post by Cordyceps sapiens on Dec 5, 2014 3:58:04 GMT
*refocus attacks on Nulla, deciding to deal with social confusion later*
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Post by ThatOneGuy on Dec 5, 2014 4:02:47 GMT
Woah. I'm back. I'm incredibly happy I am not currently dead. Now to deal with Satan.
Hey Nulla! I'm fine!
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Post by ThatOneGuy on Dec 5, 2014 4:04:30 GMT
* Benny begins flying in an upward spiral while throwing chunks of dirt and Petrichor's house at Nulla *
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Post by ThatOneGuy on Dec 5, 2014 4:11:33 GMT
((Now is not the time for Benny to die.))
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Post by Durga on Dec 5, 2014 5:15:23 GMT
(Benny's going to die at some point) {{I figured as much. I was giving a hope spot}} ((Now is not the time for Benny to die.)) {{Aww! *lowers sniper rifle, jumps off TOG's neighbor's roof}} *Wakes up*
Hmm? Oh. This one again.
Bah, I have no time for fighting.
*Casually scrapes the claws of one thin, skeletal arm against one thick, segmented arm, creating sparks that gradually increase in size and insensity ass the approach Nulla, becoming more like a burst of lightning*
A parting gift. Work must be done.
*creates a portal-like opening and slips through*
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Post by gobby gobberson on Dec 5, 2014 13:31:33 GMT
*Nulla,twitching from the lightning, keeps its composure* So, what is it you want from me?
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