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sayitwithpocky2012-03-31 04:39 pm
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The BIG DAMN OPEN POST
All the threads, all the time, for everyone! Even if we've never played together before! It's one big damn happy (or unhappy, depending which way you like your RP to swing) free for all. So if there're any set-ups you want to tag out then jump right in! (...Just please give me a scenario and set the scene well enough for me to know what we're doing, and tag the existing threads instead of adding new ones. Okay? Okay!).
OPENFOREVER UNTIL WE HIT MAX COMMENTS.
OPEN
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That... is certainly unexpected, he will say that.
Deoxys succeeds, entangling his neck with his split limb's whips and snatching him tightly. Shadow gives a gasp, a strangled one, feeling his throat tighten in reaction to the pressure being put there...
... and then he grins.
Wait.
Why is he grinning now of all times? He's being choked here!
Well, so it seems.]
Do you... [Gasp.] ... think that will kill me? H-Ha... pathetic. [He glares at him, surrounding himself in Chaos Energy.] I am... the Ultimate Lifeform. I cannot be killed, no less by a worthless beast- [breath] -like you!
[He then unleashes the Chaos Energy, reddened instead of a bright viridian, with a piercing scream.]
Chaos Blast!
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He's pushed back before finally skidding to a halt, his feet ripping into the ground and drawing up a flurry of dust. As the light fades Deoxys slumps forward, steam rising from his smooth body—a body that, other than a few minor blemishes and despite the obvious pain the creature is in, has barely any damage...
And now, there's a voice in Shadow's head. Well, not so much a voice as the mental formation of words, but they're undoubtedly Deoxys' words.]
...And now you're just starting to annoy me.
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Regardless, the speech in his head throws him off, knowing that he thought something similar, and yet that was not of his mind's volition. He isn't sure how to explain it, but it definitely leaves him sure about one thing: this creature is communicating with him this way.
Needless to say, it's beginning to bother him already.]
Don't underestimate me.