Personification Life - IC Part 7.5 [open]

[Erucia]

Alberta had hit Nick in the shoulder and was bleeding out. "Son of a mammal!" he cursed and looked around. There were a few bottles of cheap wine behind the counter. He took out his lighter and grabbed a few cleaning rags.

Rachel finished with wiping the venom off of her face and then yelled towards Alberta and Dorian. "Keep fire up and set a perimeter! I'm gonna grab something from the car!" Rachel then rushed towards the front door in an attempt to make it to the Eiswolf's trunk.

[New Aksarben]

Alberta drew her pistol and began firing at Nick. He knocked over a table and hid behind it for cover.

Alberta had hit Nick in the shoulder and was bleeding out. "Son of a mammal!" he cursed and looked around. There were a few bottles of cheap wine behind the counter. He took out his lighter and grabbed a few cleaning rags.

Alberta saw Nick doing something and shot at his hands, trying to make sure that whatever he was doing, it wouldn't happen. She was furious for the raptor spitting venom in Rachel's face, and it showed in that she wasn't aiming as accurately anymore.

[Germanic Templars]

"Oh crap!" Swith growled. "I forgot all about him. I was worried about you instead. He's probably still locked in your old place. I rigged the window and doors so he couldn't escape. I'm sure that's prank enough for him."

--

Xanthe shook his head. "It keeps getting better and better," he sighed. "Blythe, I've told you stories about those. Rumors, mostly. Lucius would know much more than I would, but I know enough to tell you it won't be a cake walk. That's a stronghold."

Blythe frowned. "Really? Lucius, how bad is it?"

"Well the real part sets in now, did you actually get him or one of his clones?"
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"Well considering the last thing we saw was Wrath holding up the rod of Aaron and being surrounded by a swarming horde of demons, I say it is very bad."

[Tiltjuice]

"Yes," she said, setting the tea tray on the coffee table. "I'm curious about it, but I'm also wondering what was eating your fellow Conservator. I haven't seen sour grapes that grand in a long while."

--

"Board games? I'm afraid I don't know what those are," Rodney replied.

"The boss can be abrupt sometimes. He just assigned Chrys to watch your friend all day and night, as combination bodyguard and parole officer. None of us particularly like that job, since we hate being confined to doing one thing, but to make it worse, she's separated from her partner." Lucia frowned slightly.

***

MB cocked his head and hopped off the silver tray. It shot off into the distance, and came back with a Clue set. This game is one! The board contains a representation of a mansion, and its dead owner with six suspects. Puzzle game, sort of. The point is to figure out who did it. He continued going through the rules excitedly, whiskers quivering.

***

Elsewhere, Dorian resolved to practice more as he reloaded. All six shots had missed.

[Swith Witherward]

"Well the real part sets in now, did you actually get him or one of his clones?"
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"Well considering the last thing we saw was Wrath holding up the rod of Aaron and being surrounded by a swarming horde of demons, I say it is very bad."

"I caught all of them but they bolted. I probably have a clone," he admitted. "Let's go see."

--

Blythe wilted a bit. "Is there... I mean, they wouldn't have killed him by now, right? I mean, he's my Soups. They can't just kill him, can they?"

Xanthe shook his head and looked to Lucia. "There's hope, right?"

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Alberta had hit Nick in the shoulder and was bleeding out. "Son of a mammal!" he cursed and looked around. There were a few bottles of cheap wine behind the counter. He took out his lighter and grabbed a few cleaning rags.

Rachel finished with wiping the venom off of her face and then yelled towards Alberta and Dorian. "Keep fire up and set a perimeter! I'm gonna grab something from the car!" Rachel then rushed towards the front door in an attempt to make it to the Eiswolf's trunk.

Nick blindly tossed a Molotov cocktail at the front door as soon as he heard it open.

Alberta saw Nick doing something and shot at his hands, trying to make sure that whatever he was doing, it wouldn't happen. She was furious for the raptor spitting venom in Rachel's face, and it showed in that she wasn't aiming as accurately anymore.

Another Molotov cocktail was tossed blindly at Alberta's position.

[Urran]

Yuri nodded and sipped some of his tea. "normal huh?"

"More normal than most of the other freaks around here.", Torii said. "Oh, and thanks for the tea."

he nodded "you're welcome....pick a subject."

[Torsiedelle]

"More normal than most of the other freaks around here.", Torii said. "Oh, and thanks for the tea."

he nodded "you're welcome....pick a subject."

"Hmm....well, don't wanna get to personal right away...so....news?"

[Swith Witherward]

"The boss can be abrupt sometimes. He just assigned Chrys to watch your friend all day and night, as combination bodyguard and parole officer. None of us particularly like that job, since we hate being confined to doing one thing, but to make it worse, she's separated from her partner." Lucia frowned slightly.

***

MB cocked his head and hopped off the silver tray. It shot off into the distance, and came back with a Clue set. This game is one! The board contains a representation of a mansion, and its dead owner with six suspects. Puzzle game, sort of. The point is to figure out who did it. He continued going through the rules excitedly, whiskers quivering.

Minerva sat and sipped his tea. "I like your bosses. They're all business. I'm glad they've taken steps to protect Bran but that woman has just been handed a miserable assignment. I wouldn't want to do it. Is it permanent then? Truthfully, I was never able to keep track of your group so I'm at a loss as to their personal relationships with one another and others in the building."

--

Rodney listened to the instructions. "This sounds like fun," he grinned. "Also harmless although I'm shocked that a game revolving around murder is played by children."

[Germanic Templars]

"Well the real part sets in now, did you actually get him or one of his clones?"
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"Well considering the last thing we saw was Wrath holding up the rod of Aaron and being surrounded by a swarming horde of demons, I say it is very bad."

"I caught all of them but they bolted. I probably have a clone," he admitted. "Let's go see."

--

Blythe wilted a bit. "Is there... I mean, they wouldn't have killed him by now, right? I mean, he's my Soups. They can't just kill him, can they?"

Xanthe shook his head and looked to Lucia. "There's hope, right?"

"Alright. But if it is a clone, then I guess he got away scotch free."
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"Well, they can. I mean he is just a demon like the rest of them. But knowing Wrath, he'll possibly drain him of his powers before killing him. Of course that alone takes a long time to do."

[New Aksarben]

Rachel finished with wiping the venom off of her face and then yelled towards Alberta and Dorian. "Keep fire up and set a perimeter! I'm gonna grab something from the car!" Rachel then rushed towards the front door in an attempt to make it to the Eiswolf's trunk.

Nick blindly tossed a Molotov cocktail at the front door as soon as he heard it open.

Alberta saw Nick doing something and shot at his hands, trying to make sure that whatever he was doing, it wouldn't happen. She was furious for the raptor spitting venom in Rachel's face, and it showed in that she wasn't aiming as accurately anymore.

Another Molotov cocktail was tossed blindly at Alberta's position.

Alberta luckily managed to make it out of her cover and only her foot caught on fire as she rolled behind a different booth. She screeched in pain and tried her best to put out her foot. She removed her shoe and threw it at Nick, the flaming and melting rubber and various other materials flying towards his head.

[Erucia]

Rachel finished with wiping the venom off of her face and then yelled towards Alberta and Dorian. "Keep fire up and set a perimeter! I'm gonna grab something from the car!" Rachel then rushed towards the front door in an attempt to make it to the Eiswolf's trunk.

Nick blindly tossed a Molotov cocktail at the front door as soon as he heard it open.

Alberta saw Nick doing something and shot at his hands, trying to make sure that whatever he was doing, it wouldn't happen. She was furious for the raptor spitting venom in Rachel's face, and it showed in that she wasn't aiming as accurately anymore.

Another Molotov cocktail was tossed blindly at Alberta's position.

Rachel had just managed to get out the door when the fire bottle exploded behind her, sending glass shards into the back of her legs. She went down, and began crawling towards the car. When she finally made it, she managed to open the trunk and grab a small rag, which she tore in half. Rachel tried to remove the shards of small glass, with some painful success, and then wrapped the cloth pieces around each leg.

While painful, she managed to stand up and remove her coat, replacing it with a pistol belt and suspenders, which held several holders for shotgun shells. It became a slow process then removing a solid-stock SPAS-12 from one of the rifle bags, and then the slow process of gradually walking back towards the burning front door.

[Swith Witherward]

"Alright. But if it is a clone, then I guess he got away scotch free."
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"Well, they can. I mean he is just a demon like the rest of them. But knowing Wrath, he'll possibly drain him of his powers before killing him. Of course that alone takes a long time to do."

Swith bit his bottom lip once they arrived at the door. "Okay, let's see how our Levi fared," he said, unlocking the door.

--

"Drain him of his powers?" Blythe looked like he was about to hit the floor. Xanthe reached out and steadied him as he slid down the wall. "No, they can't do that to my Soups," Blythe whimpered despite his masculine form. "I love him. They can't take them from me. He's... he's my..." he trailed off into tears.

Xanthe sighed and looked at Lucia. "She really doesn't love him without reserve," he said to the Archangel.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Nick blindly tossed a Molotov cocktail at the front door as soon as he heard it open.

Another Molotov cocktail was tossed blindly at Alberta's position.

Alberta luckily managed to make it out of her cover and only her foot caught on fire as she rolled behind a different booth. She screeched in pain and tried her best to put out her foot. She removed her shoe and threw it at Nick, the flaming and melting rubber and various other materials flying towards his head.

Nick ducked and ran towards the back exit where he tossed another Molotov to deter them from following. He hit speed dial on his phone as he ran out the back. "Alice, get me at Mario's quick. I'm being chased." he said as he ran. "Fortu didn't bring back my damn car. I'm coming by taxi." Alice replied.

[Germanic Templars]

"Alright. But if it is a clone, then I guess he got away scotch free."
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"Well, they can. I mean he is just a demon like the rest of them. But knowing Wrath, he'll possibly drain him of his powers before killing him. Of course that alone takes a long time to do."

Swith bit his bottom lip once they arrived at the door. "Okay, let's see how our Levi fared," he said, unlocking the door.

--

"Drain him of his powers?" Blythe looked like he was about to hit the floor. Xanthe reached out and steadied him as he slid down the wall. "No, they can't do that to my Soups," Blythe whimpered despite his masculine form. "I love him. They can't take them from me. He's... he's my..." he trailed off into tears.

Xanthe sighed and looked at Lucia. "She really doesn't love him without reserve," he said to the Archangel.

*The clone was no where in sight in the main room or the mech room for that matter.*
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"Well then, what do we do? I mean, I really would love to be taken seriously and not go as I am, not that there is anything wrong with being a female but, yeah."

[Erucia]

Alberta luckily managed to make it out of her cover and only her foot caught on fire as she rolled behind a different booth. She screeched in pain and tried her best to put out her foot. She removed her shoe and threw it at Nick, the flaming and melting rubber and various other materials flying towards his head.

Nick ducked and ran towards the back exit where he tossed another Molotov to deter them from following. He hit speed dial on his phone as he ran out the back. "Alice, get me at Mario's quick. I'm being chased." he said as he ran. "Fortu didn't bring back my damn car. I'm coming by taxi." Alice replied.

"Oh...you...aren't...getting," Rachel began to mutter as she slowly picked up pace after seeing Nick duck out the back. She hustled into a position behind a mailbox and entered a shotgunner's stance, steadying her weapon like a professional trap shooter. Switching to semi-auto, she blasted a single shell towards Nick: a standard buckshot. However, despite her attempts, her legs were giving out from the stress of the pain and shook.

[New Aksarben]

Nick ducked and ran towards the back exit where he tossed another Molotov to deter them from following. He hit speed dial on his phone as he ran out the back. "Alice, get me at Mario's quick. I'm being chased." he said as he ran. "Fortu didn't bring back my damn car. I'm coming by taxi." Alice replied.

"Oh...you...aren't...getting," Rachel began to mutter as she slowly picked up pace after seeing Nick duck out the back. She hustled into a position behind a mailbox and entered a shotgunner's stance, steadying her weapon like a professional trap shooter. Switching to semi-auto, she blasted a single shell towards Nick: a standard buckshot. However, despite her attempts, her legs were giving out from the stress of the pain and shook.

Alberta ran out the front, and over to Rachel. "How bad are you hurt, Ray?" She asked, worried. She continued firing at the fleeing Raptor with his plasma pistol as he spoke.

[Swith Witherward]

*The clone was no where in sight in the main room or the mech room for that matter.*
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"Well then, what do we do? I mean, I really would love to be taken seriously and not go as I am, not that there is anything wrong with being a female but, yeah."

"It either died, dissolved, or is hiding really, really well," Swith laughed. "Well, as long as it can walk out freely, that's all that matters. Life deserves life." He peered into the mech room to see if it was clean.

--

"You're an Archangel," Xanthe said. "They'd take you seriously regardless. Rank and choir is everything."

Blythe said nothing. If felt like all the joy had been sucked out of him. He sat in shock on the floor.

--

And it was around then that Dab's bomb effect petered out (no pun intended) restoring everyone back to their normal gender with unsettling efficiency.

[Swith Witherward]

Snapping out of the coma for a brief second, the helmet turned to face Tipper as the green orbs that held his her HUD.

"Yes?"

"Nothing," he said softly, turning away and leaving the apartment. He didn't want to risk the Raptor's wrath.

He had reached the next landing just as the bomb's effects died. Tipper suddenly found herself a girl again.

[Germanic Templars]

*The clone was no where in sight in the main room or the mech room for that matter.*
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"Well then, what do we do? I mean, I really would love to be taken seriously and not go as I am, not that there is anything wrong with being a female but, yeah."

"It either died, dissolved, or is hiding really, really well," Swith laughed. "Well, as long as it can walk out freely, that's all that matters. Life deserves life." He peered into the mech room to see if it was clean.

--

"You're an Archangel," Xanthe said. "They'd take you seriously regardless. Rank and choir is everything."

Blythe said nothing. If felt like all the joy had been sucked out of him. He sat in shock on the floor.

--

And it was around then that Dab's bomb effect petered out (no pun intended) restoring everyone back to their normal gender with unsettling efficiency.

*Thriller followed behind. Before long there was a slamming of a door followed by what sounded to be hammers hitting against wood. Thriller would turn around to see the door closed and a note on the floor she picked it up and unfolded it to see the same picture as was with the blackmail but followed up by: Better luck next time ya dumb bastards.* "Oh that son-of-a-bitch."
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"Ha ha, no they won't. They would fight back. If anything we represent order. They are disorder, chaos to put it in that term. They refuse to obey the Lord, which means they refuse to listen to us."

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Nick ducked and ran towards the back exit where he tossed another Molotov to deter them from following. He hit speed dial on his phone as he ran out the back. "Alice, get me at Mario's quick. I'm being chased." he said as he ran. "Fortu didn't bring back my damn car. I'm coming by taxi." Alice replied.

"Oh...you...aren't...getting," Rachel began to mutter as she slowly picked up pace after seeing Nick duck out the back. She hustled into a position behind a mailbox and entered a shotgunner's stance, steadying her weapon like a professional trap shooter. Switching to semi-auto, she blasted a single shell towards Nick: a standard buckshot. However, despite her attempts, her legs were giving out from the stress of the pain and shook.

Nick stopped and looked down at the gaping wound in his gut. "Fuck." he said and fell over. He lay there on the ground bleeding out, but was still alive. He decided to light another cigarette as he waited to die.

And it was around then that Dab's bomb effect petered out (no pun intended) restoring everyone back to their normal gender with unsettling efficiency.

Nick suddenly returned to being Nevvie as she took a couple deep breaths. "Well, it wasn't the worst day ever." she muttered.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

And it was around then that Dab's bomb effect petered out (no pun intended) restoring everyone back to their normal gender with unsettling efficiency.

"Well, that was different. You were so passionate. We have to try that again sometime." Fortu panted as he lay next to Monique back in their usual bodies.

[AETEN II]

While he was about to respond to Tipper, Volturius felt a snap as organs were-rearranged and his muscle mass was restored- pleased as well as Tipper was restored. Fully snapping himself from the induced coma, Volturius shook his head violently before popping off his helmet.

"About. Damn. Time. You feeling alright Tipper? Time to find out just what the flying fuck is going on, and pulp the bastard responsible for it, along with every atom previously associated with him. Not only has the son of a bitch dishonored and humiliated me, harmed you, as well as temporarily weakened me, I feel slighted. I intend to correct this."

Volturius proceeded to rant under his breath while walking over to the closet. Grabbing his combi-bolter, he walked over to Tipper and kissed her while slathering her with his tongue.

"Feels good to be back and restored."

[Swith Witherward]

*Thriller followed behind. Before long there was a slamming of a door followed by what sounded to be hammers hitting against wood. Thriller would turn around to see the door closed and a note on the floor she picked it up and unfolded it to see the same picture as was with the blackmail but followed up by: Better luck next time ya dumb bastards.* "Oh that son-of-a-bitch."
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"Ha ha, no they won't. They would fight back. If anything we represent order. They are disorder, chaos to put it in that term. They refuse to obey the Lord, which means they refuse to listen to us."

Swith was about to make a comment when he noticed Thriller getting taller.

"Oh help," he said, slowly shifting back to a female form, "Trapped in a room with a handsome man! Oh no, whatever shall I do?" She crinkled her nose at the barred door. "Levi is a moron. Doesn't he realize we can just portal out of here through the lab? Here, trade me clothes. Those are way too tight on you, Emperor Popcorn." She pulled off the shirt she'd borrowed from his closet and handed it to Thriller. "Did he at least get the mech room cleaned?"

--

"I hate demons. This group needs to be taught a lesson," Xanthe growled in a much lighter voice. She looked at her hands and realized they were smaller and delicate again, and then she looked down and realized she'd removed her torn shirt while in the cloud bank. "Oh, crap!" she said, covering her breasts with her arms.

Blythe was indifferent to the change. Naked was naked. She looked at Lucius. "I just want him back. Can't we please just bring him home?"

--

Monique giggled. "We make a good team, Handsome."

[Germanic Templars]

*Thriller followed behind. Before long there was a slamming of a door followed by what sounded to be hammers hitting against wood. Thriller would turn around to see the door closed and a note on the floor she picked it up and unfolded it to see the same picture as was with the blackmail but followed up by: Better luck next time ya dumb bastards.* "Oh that son-of-a-bitch."
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"Ha ha, no they won't. They would fight back. If anything we represent order. They are disorder, chaos to put it in that term. They refuse to obey the Lord, which means they refuse to listen to us."

Swith was about to make a comment when he noticed Thriller getting taller.

"Oh help," he said, slowly shifting back to a female form, "Trapped in a room with a handsome man! Oh no, whatever shall I do?" She crinkled her nose at the barred door. "Levi is a moron. Doesn't he realize we can just portal out of here through the lab? Here, trade me clothes. Those are way too tight on you, Emperor Popcorn." She pulled off the shirt she'd borrowed from his closet and handed it to Thriller. "Did he at least get the mech room cleaned?"

--

"I hate demons. This group needs to be taught a lesson," Xanthe growled in a much lighter voice. She looked at her hands and realized they were smaller and delicate again, and then she looked down and realized she'd removed her torn shirt while in the cloud bank. "Oh, crap!" she said, covering her breasts with her arms.

Blythe was indifferent to the change. Naked was naked. She looked at Lucius. "I just want him back. Can't we please just bring him home?"

"Well knowing that it is Levi... No, he did not." *He replied while swapping shirts with Swith.*
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"Don't worry, we'll bring him back I promise." *He gave his robe to Xanthe. The fact that he was standing in an old fashion type of underwear that looked as if it were made back in the Roman era, yet was still clean.* "And yes, I am standing in undies but I care less."