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Post by citizenmike on Nov 8, 2009 13:13:08 GMT -5
Johnny's tug on Veronica was so strong that she had failed to see the clown inching her way. Ducking down, letting go off Johnny, Veronica turned and looked at Asri as the clown fumbled pathetically onto the ground.
She was speechless; the only thing she could mouth was the simple word, "Thanks.".
Johnny reckon it was best to put his mind off the whole thing back in the tent. He was slipping up, man; for that, he nearly got himself and Roth killed. Focus. Focus. Focus.
Johnny motioned close to Veronica and pulled her close. Waving Fleur, Asri, and Eminor their way, Johnny said, "I don't think we have enough to take them all out, so I suggest we do the only logical thing we can, run!".
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Post by Nusha on Nov 8, 2009 15:24:28 GMT -5
"Run? From CLOWNS? You guys go ahead, I'll stay here for a bit more!", Eminor called out, kicking a clown nearby to the ground. "I'll meet up with you somewhere!"
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Post by childofthehunt on Nov 8, 2009 20:02:38 GMT -5
Fleur's arm got tired of throwing bricks at their attackers. Looking around she realized everyone seems to be fighting back, some with guns, others with their powers. She suddenly felt so dumb throwing bricks at their enemies.
Turning around, she saw a fat clown standing on her way, with a twisted smile on his face. Fleur's heart almost jumped out of her chest, when she saw another clown move behind her. She was in the middle of the circus freaks and she knew they have a plan. The lanky clown behind her was holding a machete, while the fat one had a can or aerosol and a lighter.
"She looks frightened Bob." Said the fatty. "What do you say we make her feel more comfy."
"I'd love that." Said the other one with a laugh, while he tucked his machete inside his colourful trousers.
The lanky clown wrapped his arms around Fleur from the back.
"Lâchez moi!" She shouted for him to unhand her.
Then something clicked inside her head. An idea. She turned her head sideways, close enough so that the clown's face was inches away from hers. The glads inside her gums produced the enzymes she needed.
"Let me go." Fleur mouthed the words softly. The clown removed his arms around her, suddenly.
"What are you doing stupid?!" Said the fat clown to his friend, surprised.
Fleur moved next to the lanky clown who seems to be in a trance. She moved her lips closer to his ears and whispered,
"Now kill your friend for me."
The lanky clown pulled his machete again and replied, "Yes miss. As you command, miss."
Then he ran towards the fat clown and butchered the bastard.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Nov 8, 2009 23:45:43 GMT -5
Zachery glared at the clown as it called him Whitey. It had somehow became his nickname, and he hated it. He stepped up to the boat, only to be shoved by the bastard clown. “Try that again and I’ll make sure you die a very painful death fitting to your size, Gigantour.” He said, sending him an equally insulting nickname. Zachery then jumped into the boat, ignoring it’s comment. “Just get going you hunk of wood.” He said as he crossed his arms, standing in the boat. If this was as bad as the last room, he couldn’t take any chances. “And if you do anything life-threatening to me I’ll punch a hole in your hull and let you sink.” He said. This place was easily getting on his nerves.
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Kankure looked up as he saw the clowns, quickly panicking as he saw them start growing. “I think we should leave!” He said as he quickly picked up Syl and grabbed Kiel’s hand, running away from the clowns as he dragged Kiel behind him. This was just a game to the clowns, and it wasn’t very funny at all. He dodged a few of the balls of goops, trailing around their fists and feet trying to evade their attacks. Tommy’s fist came down right behind them, sending a shock wave across the ground, tripping Kankure. He dropped Syl and he landed hard on the sidewalk that curved further into the park. His arm throbbed with pain from the acid, singing at his skin. Kankure looked up, seeing the foot of Mr. Happy coming towards him. Their attacks not letting up for a second.
He unconsciously covered his head in a panic, waiting for the impact. But without knowing it, his Kido activated itself and a large barrier of ice domed halfway around him. Mr. Happy’s foot collided with the ice, shattering it and barely missing Kankure. He looked up to see the broken ice, Mr. Happy had crushed his leg. The pain suddenly throbbed through his entire leg, causing him to cry out in pain and try to remove his leg from underneath Mr. Happy’s foot.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Nov 9, 2009 0:34:34 GMT -5
Mr. Happy's foot came down hard on Kankure's leg, crushing it. "YEE HAWW!! I done and sunk one Tommy scratch me down for one!" Mr. Happy was laughing his head off, going ballistic trying to crush everything and anything that moved. "I get the next one you great lummox!" Tommy snarled back, seeing Kankure trying to run off with Syl and Kiel. Following them closely with piercing yellow eyes. When Kankure hit the ground and thus leaving the other two unheld Tommy took mighty strides towards the two, scooping them up in his giant hands. "Look Mr. Happy! I've got myself some action toys! Action Man and.. uhh? Barbie?" Tommy lifted them high up into the air and laughed straight into their faces, sending foul breath and decomposed saliva all over them. "That's marvellous Tommy! We should be able to find a doll house around here somewhere!" Mr. Happy screamed back, then emitted a laugh that resembled scraping rusty nails against a sheet of metal steel. He then looked back down to Kankure, his leg immobilised. "Too easy..." Mr. Happy muttered, his voice booming out and echoed as he wrapped his deformed fingers around Kankure's slender frame lifting him up to his mouth.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Nov 9, 2009 0:49:48 GMT -5
Kankure squirmed in Mr. Happy’s grip, tears streaming down his face from the pain in his leg. He had no fighting ability due to his memory lose, and still had no control over his Kido. So it usually came at random when any extreme situation was given. “Let me go!” He cried. He wanted to be near Syl, to make sure it was alright. He grimaced as he was brought up closer to Mr. Happy’s face, unable to keep from wondering what he would do to him.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Nov 9, 2009 1:03:58 GMT -5
“Let me go!” Kankure had tears rolling down his cheeks, Mr. Happy could tell y the way he kept looking back down to Syl that Kankure was hell-bent on protecting it but was powerless. In return Mr. Happy just eyed him up thoroughly, then his eyes rolled back as if he was thinking of something. Then that's when inspiration struck! "Tommy check this out!" Mr. Happy called out, grabbing Kankure by his busted leg, pain searing through his body. "Ever wondered why my fingers are green?" With one dirty green finger Mr. Happy stuffed Kankure up one nostril, blocking the other and snorting so as to bring him deeper into his nasal passage. "You ready?" Mr. Happy's voice came out nasaly and deep. Blocking one nostril then with one fluid mtion Mr. Happy blew with all his might, and Kankure came rocketing out, followed by a troupe of steaming boogers, odd hairs here and there. Kankure went flying through the air and met Tommys chest with a wet splat, stuck to his cheek. "BULLSEYE MUTHA FUCKER!" Mr. Happy screeched. Tommy wiped his cheek with the back of his hand which was holding Syl, transferring Kankure to the hand holding Syl. "I'm gonna beat the living crap outta you!" Tommy yelled back, laughing as the two giants wrestled with eacother, crashing over tents. All the while their fragile company fastened tightly in Tommy's disgusting hands.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Nov 9, 2009 2:19:14 GMT -5
The clown that was named “Gigantour” just waved mockingly at Zachery as he went down the tunnel; he even blew him a kiss. “It’s not very smart to threaten the only thing that saves you from a river of acid!” The boat screams angrily, it begins to speed up so fast that they are consumed in darkness; the boat starts to laugh hysterically. “You’re not the smartest of thinkers are you Whitey?!” The boat continues to scream as it keeps up the speed it is going, everything rushes past them in a complete blur. Within the shadows something starts to circle Zachery as they keep moving, it floats above the water. A demented laughter can be heard, and then the mysterious force flies in to attack Zachery. “Get ready to meet your maker!!” The boat continues to scream insanely.
The clowns that should be dead just kept rising and as soon as they got up they would go into attack again. It didn’t matter if they should have been dead they didn’t care; they had no reason to die, so they just didn’t. Then out of nowhere Mr. Psycho’s voice boomed. “PLEASE WELCOME THE CIRCUS WOLFMAN!!” Four big clowns brought in a creature; it was chained from head to toe. But that didn’t matter, the Wolfman struggled so much that the chains began to crack, the four clowns ran towards Eminor. “Come here girly!” They all chanted as they giggled. The Wolfman broke out of the chains as if it was dusting itself off, it snarled and hissed, the hairs on the Wolfman had a grey tint to them. And if some people looked closely they could see that the Wolfman’s hairs were sharper than razors. It’s frightening roar echoed throughout the city, warning everyone of it’s presence, it than ran at the residents.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Nov 9, 2009 3:26:01 GMT -5
Zachery glared at the boat as he basically said he was stupid, he wanted to destroy the thing with a kick to the hull. But it had a point... if he did drown it, there was a poor chance of him surviving through these poisonous waters. For he was weak to poisons... what a drag. He quickly looked up as he felt the presence of someone else inside the tunnel, the aura felt somehow familiar. Zachery looked around his surroundings, finding nothing at the moment. But the feeling still simmered. And it was proof when the boat said to meet his maker. A shadow came from the waters suddenly, swiftly trying to attack Zachery. He dodged quickly, his foot sending spikes of pain up his leg as he shifted his weight on it to side step. The blood that had pooled where he stood reflected off the shallow lights in the tunnel, its color a thick crimson red.
He glared at the shadow, but was taken back but what he saw. Something he would have never expected, it was him… sort of. There stood a complete duplicate of Zachery, except his hair was white with black highlights, cloths a light gray jeans and a white long sleeve shirt with tire track patterns.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Nov 9, 2009 3:54:51 GMT -5
The Shadow Zachery stood ii front of the real Zachery, it smirked to show its arrogance. The look within its eyes told Zachery that he wasn’t there to play games. Shadow Z then went for a quick hard jab aimed at Zachery’s throat; he then leapt off of the boat and floated above the acid, its demented laugh filled the tunnel. A boat behind Zachery’s was coming at them at full speed, a bunch of clowns wielding axes. Shadow Z raised his hands above his head, suddenly his hands burst into black flames, he then aimed the flames at the acidic river, and instantly the river was turned into a pit of flaming death, Shadow Z instantly disappeared. The clowns had started to ram Zachery’s boat; one of them threw an axe aimed at the heroes head. They started to clumsily board the boat, one of them was knocked off, he instantly melted in the river, and his laughter was the only thing left behind. The boats continued to speed down the flaming tunnel of love, Zachery was surrounded by enemies.
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 9, 2009 7:29:46 GMT -5
If it wasn't the sight of the clowns rushing towards Eminor that didn't stop Johnny, it was the roar of the Wolfman. Johnny turned to Veronica and Fleur and shouted, "Get out of here now!".
Johnny could hear Veronica call his name behind him, but he kept on pushing on. He had to be what he had to be; Johnny had to become the man he fought so hard to forget.
Slowly approaching the Wolfman, Johnny casually lit a cigarette, took a couple drags and in between, he hummed a tune, "I am John of The Cross... A murderious man... Roaming this land... Kill all I can... A killer for the love of killing, a blood shall fill this land, oh... Fill my throne out of death and bone, I swear to God no man shall stand... Everybody dies tonight!".
Johnny took notice of the Wolfman's razor sharp fur and began to circle the beast, before quickly drawing out his gun and shooting the beast in the eye.
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Post by childofthehunt on Nov 9, 2009 7:37:26 GMT -5
While the lanky clown butchered his friend, Fleur took advantage of the situation and rushed near Veronica. That's when she saw Johnny heading towards the Wolf. She heard him shout for them to get out of there.
A part of her wanted to stay, but she understood Johnny. She wanted Veronica and their baby safe. If Veronica gets killed now, the future Sara would seize to exist.
"We have to go now!" Fleur told Veronica, grabbing her by the wrist. "We have to keep moving if we want to save your child."
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Post by citizenmike on Nov 9, 2009 7:44:54 GMT -5
Veronica motioned stood there for a moment and contemplated her actions. She could use her abilties, but with the child inside her, it would only strain her. She stood next to Fleur as she watched Johnny risk his life for her... Again...
Veronica didn't flinch. "You have no idea how conflicted I am, right now. Knowing I have to save the life of I child I already know but have never met and at the same time worry about the man I love, my best friend since I woke up here... Knowing I have to chose one over the other... I can help him, right now... But selfishly I weight the costs on my own being...."
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Post by childofthehunt on Nov 9, 2009 7:50:22 GMT -5
Fleur could feel Veronica's pain. She doesn't wanna leave Johnny too. She wanted to make sure he's safe. But right now the life of Veronica's baby's more important than some silly old infatuation.
"He is going to be fine! Believe in him! We have to get out of here to save you and your baby." She said, still holding her by the wrist. "It would be too dangerous for you to use your powers. It would put you and your baby in grave danger."
Fleur shot a glance at Johnny for the last time and then spoke,
"We have to leave Veronica."
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Post by maliciousmatt on Nov 9, 2009 7:52:18 GMT -5
The beast stared at Johnny as he circled it; it knew that Johnny knew about its fur. Its hot moist breath poured out of its disgusting snout, it was entertained how this man showed courage. But no man ever fought and lived against the Wolfman. The clowns began to circle the two figures, man against beast, they cheered. They knew this was going to be entertaining, and they could not wait any longer. Johnny whipped out his gun and shot the beast in the eye. The gunshot broke through the tension, but the Wolfman did not flinch, he kept his eye on Johnny. Thick red ooze leaked out of its wounded eye. The monster did not do or say anything, then at the speed of a bullet train it backhanded Johnny with its tree trunk sized hand, it made sure that it’s fur ripped The Heroes clothes. The Wolfman than roared again.
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