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5/21/2017 4:39:20 PM
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*They hesitantly follow her.*
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  • [spoiler]And now, for character two.[/spoiler] [i]Soon, the three had left the Dojo and Ripgar on their own, as they found themselves in a gentle clearing around ten minutes later. How the Eldar had known where to go was...well, a mystery to Sketch and Alice.[/i] [i]The sky opened up once more, as the Eldar then tightened her grip upon her unique sword and pistol. Another *boom!* was heard, as a truly terrible thing emerged from the depths of the Warp portal.[/i] [i]The giant brute of a man was at least eight feet tall in height, his entire body hidden by a set of blood red armor. It was at least half a foot thick of ceramite, with bloodied and cleaned skulls pierced upon the pauldrons and waist, alongside a while a massive pistol hung at his waist. Two coiled horns protruded from his helmet's head, as he tightly grasped a massive, jagged battleaxe.[/i] [i]"Carthage - A Khorne Berzerker. In short...one of the deadliest foes that you will ever face."[/i] [b][i]"Aryna, you coward!"[/i][/b] [i]Carthage cackled as he slammed fist-first into the ground, the earth uprooted as the colossal man rose.[/i] [b][i]"Like the rest of the Eldar, you are but another fool who will not escape the wrath of Khorne![/i][/b] [b][i]...You will perish. Alongside these animals."[/i][/b] [i]The man's muffled laughter rang through the clearing, as he stared at Alice and Sketch.[/i]

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  • *Sketch smiled brightly, his tail starting to wag as his ears perk up.* 'Hey! Cool armor! I don't think I've ever seen anything like it before!' *He takes a couple steps forward, looking up at the man with wonder.* 'Are those horns on your helmet from a real animal or are they synthetic? Nah, they have to be real! How'd you get 'em!?'

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    [i]The man merely drew his pistol and aimed it between Sketch's eyes.[/i] [b][i]"Say your prayers, rug. Your head shall make a fine decor for my helmet[/i][/b] [b][i]-What's left of it, anyway!"[/i][/b] [i]"What are you doing?! Get back, you fool!"[/i] [spoiler]Don't expect to endure or bullshit this guy.[/spoiler]

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  • 'That's a shame, it would be cool to get lunch with you sometime...' *He throws down a smoke grenade and disappears into the cloud which rapidly fills the area. It then blows away in the wind and he's nowhere to be found, but Alice is still there.*

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    [i]Throwing down a smoke grenade in front of a Chaos Marine was just stupid, as a round from Carthage's Bolter found itself within Sketch's foot. Luckily, it was there of all places.[/i] [i]The .75 caliber round passed through flesh and bone, before exploding within the left foot and almost blowing off most of Sketch's lower leg. Being cocky wouldn't get you anywhere, bud.[/i] [b][i]"PATHETIC. I EXPECTED YOU TO BLEED MORE."[/i][/b]

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  • *Sketch was still nowhere to be found, so Carthage didn't get to see the lack of toes on the foot the bullet passed through. Alice was still standing still, looking straight forward as if the marine wasn't there.* "What did he do?"

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    [i]Carthage merely cackled with glee as he began firing round after round at Alice's feet, while the Eldar had..[/i] [i]..Given up?[/i] [i]She was sitting upon a lone tree trunk, watching the battle and surveying nature. Why she had taken such an action was...odd.[/i]

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  • *The bullets only pass through her feet with no reaction, leaving her standing on sparking stumps that are leaking coolant. She is suddenly surrounded by a blue aura as she flies backward and stops next to Eldar.* "I am in need of assistance."

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    [i]"Are you incapable of attacking upon your-[/i] [i]-Move."[/i] [i]Aryna said, pushing Alice out of the way as she rolled. Two seconds later, round-after-round slammed into the woodland around them, as Carthage laughed with maniacal pleasure.[/i] [b][i]"Die, worms!"[/i][/b]

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  • *She falls into the ground once again, the hole she leaves behind filling back up with dirt.*

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    [b][i]"DIE."[/i][/b] [i]Carthage roared, as he turned his immediate attention to Aryna, who had drawn her shuriken pistol and began to fire at the Marine's head. Shurikens spiraled through the air, slicing into the ceramite armor yet doing little as Carthage returned fire with his Bolt Pistol. Aryna then engaged with an elegant flurry of movement - each round passed by her body, as if each shot was predicted to some degree. Sweat was building up upon her forehead - she would need assistance soon.[/i]

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