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[The Merchant Of Menace]

I get Fniff with a controlled implosion.

[Taricus]

I throw a minion at Merchant

[Fniff]

I throw an explosive at the wall, triggering it. It explodes, causing airflow to smash Tarticus into the wall, breaking his neck.

In essence, I hit you with a wall.

[Ephemeriis]

BONK!

HP/Compaq tc4200 (with optional 8-cell battery) to Fniff's head.

[Darvi]

I hadoken Ephemeriis.

[Fniff]

Screaming and clutching my bleeding head, I grab a breathing mask and a oxygen tank. I link them up and set up internals. I then kick Darvi in the stomach, tossing him out the hole in the wall.

[Furtuka]

I javelin Fniff with a giant living pencil piercing his oxygen tank.


...And his lung

[Fniff]

I looked out the corner of my eye. Furtuka, that bastard. I knew he'd betray me. I coughed up what seemed like a major organ, and felt the embrace of death take me. I woke up in a strange dark realm filled with horror, and I knew this afterlife was for sinners. My need for revenge kept me afloat in this deep dark ocean, and through sheer utter hatred of Furtuka, I felt myself rise from the depths. My body felt battered, ripped apart. I managed to stand myself up using a rail. I ripped the rail off with new found strength, and hit Furtuka as hard as I could. I heard something pop in his head. I smiled. Revenge was at hand.

[Furtuka]

I slap Fniff's zombie with a magic stick that makes the victim incapable of speaking in descriptive prose

[Darvi]

I fall through the hole and on Furtuka.

Thanks for catching me mate.

[Fniff]

I looked towards Furtuka. Stupid bastard, he didn't even know I was narrating two years into the future. I didn't even post on this at that point. I laughed, a deep brutal howl of giggling. I could see him falter. But, damn my luck, Darvi landed onto Furtuka, allowing Furtuka to scramble away and grab some other weapon. In my rage, I beat Darvi's face into a pulp so badly my rail snapped in half. He was mess by the end. I grabbed a baseball bat and marched towards Furtuka.

[Omegastick]

I burst through a wall and onto the scene carrying a warhammer the size of a child. I dash at Fniff, readying my hammer, and swing it upwards, catching his baseball bat and sending it flying into a wall. I then do a spin to catch momentum before introducing my warhammer to Fniff's face, knocking him several yards backwards.

[Fniff]

(I wish every forum game turned out like this...)

Blood pooled on the floor. Goddammit, I was going to have my revenge... I don't wanna die, I thought, tears streaming down my face. I don't wanna go back. As I slowly drifted away again, my savior in a hoody came for me. Alex Mercer, terrorist and monster, smashed through the windows. He grabbed me, and absorbed me into his body. The virus was no match for my dark magic, and he himself was absorbed by my ungodly sourcery. I was back and alive. I smiled at Omega, and made my hand into a whip. I cut off his legs with the organic but black whip.

[Omegastick]

Collapsed on the floor and missing legs, I look up at my opponent. His dark, brooding evilness shines from him like a dark torch. I grab my warhammer and try to swing it one last time, but can't summon enough strength to make contact. Giving up, I close my eyes.

Suddenly, there is a huge burst of light. Wings sprout from my deceased back and I am hauled upwards, light radiating all around. I summon my warhammer again and launch it at Fniff.

[breadbocks]

Omegastick has been hit by a non-RP post!