E%patriate ♐ Darkleer (
disgracedvoid) wrote in
animus_network2012-10-23 09:46 pm
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.001 ♐ cerberusTestament is about to execute someone's ass [text/action]
}↠ Well
}↠ The last two weeks are most definitely
}↠ A thing that just happened
}↠ Undeniably
}↠ Perhaps someone could spare a moment and confirm if such a thing
}↠ As being taken from this place and put somewhere else entirely
}↠ Is a common occurance? Or should I perhaps be far more
}↠ Annoyed
}↠ That I already am?
[Darkleer's in the library. Which means he's attracting monsters by using the terminal. Which means they attempt to interrupt him. Which annoys him some more. Which means he's punching them with all his ridiculous STRENGTH. Which means he goes back to using the terminals. Which means there are more monsters. And more punching. And more anger. Etc.
...you might want to avoid the library for a while? Or maybe come in and get him out of the ridiculous rut he just got himself into. Or just bring popcorn. That works too.]
}↠ The last two weeks are most definitely
}↠ A thing that just happened
}↠ Undeniably
}↠ Perhaps someone could spare a moment and confirm if such a thing
}↠ As being taken from this place and put somewhere else entirely
}↠ Is a common occurance? Or should I perhaps be far more
}↠ Annoyed
}↠ That I already am?
[Darkleer's in the library. Which means he's attracting monsters by using the terminal. Which means they attempt to interrupt him. Which annoys him some more. Which means he's punching them with all his ridiculous STRENGTH. Which means he goes back to using the terminals. Which means there are more monsters. And more punching. And more anger. Etc.
...you might want to avoid the library for a while? Or maybe come in and get him out of the ridiculous rut he just got himself into. Or just bring popcorn. That works too.]

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}↠ Do you suppose yourself clever
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}↠ Then I have nothing to say to you
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His costume has seen better days, what with all the tussles he's gotten into, and there are trails of dried blood running from his ears, but this doesn't seem to have dampened his spirits any.]
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...well then.
[That's as best as you're gonna get, Gamzee. Well then. He stares a little.]
...yes?
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It is almost as if you were purposely trying to vex me.
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Of course, should the larger troll make skin contact, he'll find himself unable to speak for the next ten minutes.]
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You're disgraceful.
[But he's gonna grab you by the back of your shirt and walk over to the staircase to get rid of you.]
And you will st--
[And accidentally make skin contact in the process. He comes to an abrupt stop as his voice dies. Gamzee still held in one hand. This is gonna take a while.]
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Then he uses the nonexistent blade to slice through the shirt Darkleer has a hold of, freeing himself and rolling forward out of the troll's grasp.]
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Why is the world trying so hard to piss him the fuck off?!]
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Perhaps you'd prefer to see him mimic a familiar action? That is, he'll be taking an imaginary arrow from an imaginary quiver and setting it gently on an imaginary bow. He then turns said bow upright and fires.
His invisible creations do seem to have a rather solid impact on things.]
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And then he throws it at Gamzee with enough force for it to skewer anything in its path. The kid's relatively too close and the space is somewhat too cluttered for him to pull out his bow. But he clearly doesn't need a bow, at this distance.]
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His grin fades just a little as he realizes he should probably get out of the way of that. But of course, as he's finding to be true more and more lately, he's just not fast enough to dodge completely, meaning the arrow finds its way straight into his left shoulder and he lets out a silent scream of pain.]
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At least that's what the arrow whistling next to Gamzee's head seems to say.]
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And Darkleer seems like he actually wants to fight him rather than just capture him. It's a nice change of pace - at least for someone with the mime's currently twisted mindset.
He grins again through the pain and raises his good arm as though lifting a shield to block further attacks. His bad arm is basically dead, or he would have taunted with it.]
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He sneers at the boy, fingering a third arrow and contemplating if he'll use it or not.]
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So he shoves it through a bit further and reaches to bring up the "shield" again. He needs a fitting way to fight this large troll.
...Aha. His grin widens and he backs up a little further to make room for what he wants to do next.]
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The arrow meets its mark and the mime's eyes widen. All imaginary creations fall away and he's left on his knees, good hand clutching at the shaft in his throat.]
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Man, he's going soft in his old age.]
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He releases the arrow, shaky hand forming into the shape of a pistol. He can't aim it properly, however, so when the "shot" goes off, it misses even Darkleer's large frame by a bit.
Even if he doesn't bleed to death, he won't be doing anywhere for a while.]
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Che. What a waste of arrows. :|]
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Do you mind?
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My apologies.
[The lack of inflection makes it hard to tell if he's being sincere or not, though.]