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9/11/2016 5:05:46 PM
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JT took the hit to the stomach which intensified the bleeding, bue he caught Vorim's arm by the wrist and yanked hard, to try and literally disarm.
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  • *Vorim releases a pained gurgle as a sickening pop can be heard. He punches JT in the neck with his other arm and then pushes him away by putting his hand on JT's face. JT can feel Vorim's claws digging into his face.*

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  • Vorim's claws tore away at the face JT possessed as the thick layer of synthetic skin was completely shredded and pulled off his face, with the beard coming too. JT looked Vorim in the eyes with the hatred of gods, the only way to describe the intensity. And So The Marshal held Vorim's dismembered arm as multiple NWH medics arrived on scene to aid Nat, and JT slowly walked to Vorim. "MY DAUGHTER! YOU SHOT MY -blam!-ING FAMILY, AND NOW YOU'LL PAY THE BLOOD PRICE!"

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  • [spoiler]Wait, did he actually rip Vorim's arm off???[/spoiler] [u][b]SHE STABBED SKETCH! HE'S DYING![/b][/u] *Suddenly Vorim's aura turns bright white, sending out an extremely out but harmless pulse of energy. His eyes turn white, light shining from them like spotlights. The air in the whole area seems to vibrate with power. Something strange happens though. He seems calm, all anger disappears from his face. He just silently stands there, the blinding light from his eyes focused on JT.*

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  • JT's eyes thinned immensely as the light from the blinding magic ahead was dimmed quickly, which was due to augmentations in the eyes. Still though, he couldn't see Vorim all too well, so he started swinging the dismembered arm at the source of light.

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  • *He steps back.* [u][b]That isn't necessary.[/b][/u]

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  • "Yes it is! You shot my -blam!-ing DAUGHTER!!!" JT shouted to Vorim as he progressively got closer and closer, his augmented arms and legs unable to grow tired. Even if JT were dead could fight it seemed. And damn would he fight until Vorim was a crippled, injured ball of fur and paw. ((There's no reasoning with JT lmao. Imagine if your daughter/son wad shot right in front of you, would you not try to kill the guy that may have killed the kid?))

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  • Edited by Skatch142: 9/12/2016 3:00:51 AM
    *He put his hand on JT's face and pushes him away.* [u][b]It is not.[/b][/u] *He points at Natalie, her whole body suddenly glows white and when the light fades she is completely unharmed.* [u][b]Sketch is not dead. She chose for the wound to not be fatal. I misunderstood. But if my brother is attacked like that again, or in the event that he is killed, I will not hesitate to kill back.[/b][/u] *He points to Natalie and then Sketch, causing them to both wake up. Suddenly, the white glow disappears and he turns back to normal. He suddenly shrieks an unearthly shriek as he grasps at his missing arm, and then falls to the ground unconscious, blood flowing out of where his arm used to be.* "Huh? Wha- NO!!!" *Sketch runs to Vorim, his eyes a mixture of purple and orange as he starts hyperventilating. He grabs his backpack and starts throwing things out of it.* "Where? Where? Where?! Where?!?! WHERE?!?!?!" *He runs back to Vorim, picking him up and then breaking into a mad run for the box, shrieking for Sapphire and [i]the helmet.[/i]* [spoiler]Vorim was just protecting Sketch. They both acted the way you'd expect. Also, it may not be of much use, but Natalie can't die of natural causes now. If you don't want that then just tell me.[/spoiler]

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