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Edited by Tamedfrog: 1/4/2018 9:43:35 AM
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[i]Issac would use the person he was currently using as an shield to block the one that was aimed at his neck first, then threw them towards the other one that went for his abdomen. Moving at the stun baton user who went for him first, he first restrained the arm that he used for gripping the weapon, headbutting him to stun him. He would then place his hands on his neck and lower body, lifting him up and throwing him at the most grouped up of men, bowling them over with his enhanced strength from the throw. Then he would perform a roundhouse kick at the person who came up from behind him, knocking them out immediately. Then he turned to the next, chopping their wrist as they raised their baton to throw their swing off as he tripped them and quickly caught him at the neck, using him once again as a shield for any oncoming attacks.[/i] [spoiler]Too much actions?[/spoiler]
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  • [spoiler]You're good, lol. These guys are sorta tests, I suppose.[/spoiler] [i]At that, the soldiers would stop throwing themselves at Issac, as the man's superior strength, speed, and tactical approach to being outnumbered had cause them to stop. Yet the group would continue to circle him, or at least the remnants of them: eight soldiers in total, all clad in white uniforms. Issac had made short work of them.[/i] [i]Though, negotiations didn't seem to be on their mind, as a sole one raised his rifle. A test, perhaps a final time to surrender. Though why surrender when you were crushing the enemy? Perhaps it was desperation.[/i]

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  • [i]As he took out the second last man with a punch to the temple, he turned around to see the sole survivor of his carnage aiming the stun rifle at him. Smirking, he started walking towards him, not even bothering to try and attack him since he knew that it would be futile for the man with the rifle. As he got closer, he had also kept his senses open to anything else that had perhaps hid themselves and was looking for an perfect opportunity to ambush him. Of course, he'd deal with them as well.[/i]

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  • [i]The final trooper would raise his firearm as Issac would approach him. The pistol was raised high towards Issac's throat and chest area, the barrel wavering as the soldier would back away in some panic. An easy picking.[/i]

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  • [i]As soon as Issac got close enough, he would tightly grip the barrel of the stun pistol, glaring into the soldier's eyes as his own turned into the pitch black he had used on the communications operator from before. He pushed the pistol up to himself, almost daring him to shoot.[/i]

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  • [i]Well, the soldier would retaliate then.[/i] [i]He pressed his finger against the trigger, following Issac's daring as the stun projectile was released. Perhaps he figured that since he had the firearm.. he had the better chance.[/i]

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  • [i]At the last moment, Issac had shifted the barrel so that the stun projectile would graze his head, the devious smirk growing even larger. The pistol in the soldier's hand seemed to tremble, before it was crushed by the sheer strength of Issac's iron grip.[/i] "...well, you've certainly got guts. I'm impressed. Most people would've whimped out when they saw my special eyes."

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  • [i]The soldier wouldn't waste his time, to say the least, as he would lower the pistol. Only, he would throw his left fist forwards, towards Issac's jaw.[/i]

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  • [i]Issac would easily catch that fist with his right hand, as he grappled the man's neck with his left. As he was choking, Issac would slowly lift him up into the air, only allowing a little bit of air for the man to breathe.[/i]

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  • [i]He wasn't entirely helpless, but he seemed to be in a bad shape. His own hands would begin to twist Issac's fingers, but that was a mere distraction, as the man's foot was swung towards Issac's stomach.[/i]

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  • [i]Attempting to twist Issac's fingers would be impossible, as they seemed to latch onto the man's neck in a vice-like grip. As for trying to kick his stomach, well... he didn't seem the least bit affected. Pinning the man against the wall, he loosened his grip a bit so that he would talk.[/i] "You know the drill, do you? Talk." [i]Issac would have to make it quick, since his pain receptors would react violently to the punishment he had endured before in a few minutes.[/i]

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  • "F-Fuсk you," [i]The soldier grunted, still attempting to pry off Issac's fingers, soon beginning to punch away at his own interrogator's forearm. Knuckles clashed against the man's arm, as the soldier continued to speak.[/i] "The resistance.. against your [i]tyrant[/i].. will not falter!"

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  • [i]Issac's smirk grew, as he placed both his hands on the man's neck. If he wasn't going to say anything remotely interesting, he'd make him.[/i] "So... a Tyrant, huh? Why say that? Hmm?"

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  • "...Come a little closer and I'll show you, you fuсkin' lion-loving priсk." [i]The man murmured, before a flurry if spit would fly from his mouth. It was aimed towards Issac's nose, directed between his eyes. This one wasn't like the civilian operator.[/i]

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  • [i]Issac wouldn't even flinch as he was spat on, his smirk only growing into a devious grin.[/i] "Get closer, huh? Well, In that case..." [i]Spellflame erupted on Issac's shoulders, the roar of the flames sudden as they same to life. It didn't seem like it at first, but they started to spread up to his hands and chest, millimetre by millimetre.[/i] "Come here and gimme a little hug, wontcha?"

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  • "Long live our chosen, you monster-!" [i]The soldier cried out in shock, staring at the slowly spreading flames as his eyes widened at the sight. He had begun to rapidly kick away and pry at Issac - a hopeless cause.[/i]

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  • "HEHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHEE-HAHAHAHAHA!" [i]Issac's original plan was to just simply get information out of the man, but he proved a tough nut to crack. So he opted to do something else: strike terror into his heart, and leave a impression behind. The man was lucky that Issac was merciful today: there were some times that he wanted to see blood, and the screams of terror from his enemies. While choking his lights out, Issac willed the flames to spread into him, but made them weak enough to provide a burning sensation but not leave any lasting damage. When he would be rendered unconscious, Issac would drop him into the floor while snuffing all of the flames out.[/i]

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  • [i]As the man would fall to the ground, Issac would find himself.. alone, perhaps. Around him, the stunned bodies of men and women of the Tribune surrounding his own, lonesome, standing figure. The place had descended into silence.[/i] [i]Issac would remember that the runes were stored.. somewhere, perhaps. A storage facility would be good to check, though exploring the off-limits island that Alpha had abandoned.. that would be a good idea, too.[/i]

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  • Edited by Tamedfrog: 1/17/2018 12:25:43 PM
    [i]As Issac would turn around to survey his surroundings, he scrutinised the incapacitated men before saying some things.[/i] "Anybody else? Anyone? No? Okay then!" [i]Remembering that the communications operator had mentioned something about runes, he began to search for the building that held them. Not before letting his pain take over him though, as he broke walls and other objects as he shouted obscenities. Then he would do that.[/i]

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  • [i]Soon, Issac would then find a fairly large building, the wall collapsing as he would break through it's structure. Within, crates stocked with broken structures and rock filled the interior of the building. They radiated with pure, unharnessed power, almost attempting to draw Issac in.[/i]

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  • [i]Coincidentally smashing into the building that he was looking for, Issac started to look around once his pain had gone away.[/i] "Huh... well, whaddaya know." [i]He began to explore the building, trying to search for anything important, or if there was anything sticking out in particular.[/i]

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  • [i]What stuck out the most would be the energies that tugged away at him. The runes seemingly pulled at Issac's form, attempting to absorb his magical capabilities. One bright red rune had begun to pull away at him, with much more effort than the others. Around it, in fact, he would feel drowsy, tired by.. whatever this was.[/i]

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  • [i]Definitely not getting near that one. Issac made sure that he was at least fifteen metres away from the red rune, the others didn't bother him that much. He began to look for documents in this place, anything that could give him some information on those runes that tried to suck out his magic. Perhaps some insight on what the guy he interrogated said as well...[/i]

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  • [i]The documented reports on such runes seemed to be just as confused as Issac was: they were filled with more questions than actual answers - where had these runes originated from, what their purpose truly was, why they were here.[/i] [i]The rune of red had only begun to grow stronger as if hungering for Issac, though he became unaffected once he created distance between himself and the rock.[/i]

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  • [i]Issac sighed, shaking his head as he placed down the documents. Still nothing, huh? He didn't really want to sit around all day, doing nothing while the others did who knows what. Eventually Issac would turn his attention to the red rune, sighing. He would unstrap his shotgun, pointing it at the rune while pumping in a fresh shell. He needed something to shoot, maybe that would do. A loud bang echoed throughout the room, as a chunk of the rune would break off from the buckshot pellets.[/i]

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  • [i]The rune would quiver with sudden energy before releasing a sudden, high-pitched screeching sound, like metal being scraped and drug around, grinding into a solid surface. The remaining stones would crack and shatter, as red energy would swarm throughout the room.[/i] [i]Issac felt himself.. disconnecting, almost. His vision became blurred as a nauseous feeling entered his mind. Something was terribly wrong..[/i]

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