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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 23:07:56 GMT -5
"What kind of bow and arrow? Wooden or can it be something else? Because all I can use is my bones for them and I don't know if i'm aloud." Brandon stated as he sucked in the fire and swallowed it down. He breathed out, a bit of fire flicking out from between his lips as he did so and then going back in. Mint looked like she would be better for it, her husband was a dwarf after all.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 23:12:37 GMT -5
Mint thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Never touched 'em in my life. My husband uses a hammer thing." she stated. Pixel nodded. "Like Brandon asked, what kind of arrows." "They're bringing them around as we speak." he murmured and watched as the weapon finally appeared. Pixel frowned. "Uh...Plant bow and poison arrows." she groaned and rolled her eyes. "Well, Brandon? You wanna go or should I?" she asked. Mint snickered at something.
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 23:16:39 GMT -5
He studied the arrow for a moment, frowning as well. "Can't use it, you have to go." Brandon replied to Pixel, giving her an apologetic look and then his face turned blank. I wonder what the hell they're going to be doing with those. Maybe she has to shoot them while he's flying around or something... I dunno I guess i'll find out in a minute. Brandon thought to himself, giving a small sigh and looking up and away from everyone.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 23:39:03 GMT -5
Pixel nodded and took them. "I hate these. They're hard man..." she groaned and waited for them to be called.
Damon and Pixel were called out an hour later and stood in the center with other competadors. They all looked baffled, but ready for whatever the challenge was. The winged ones were told to fly into the air, and they did so.
"The race is as usual, however, the partners are permited to shoot at any target, even their own teammate. Ready? Go!" the announcement went, and the fliers were off quicker than a hummingbird. Pixel immediately began to shoot at the other winged ones.
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 23:42:45 GMT -5
He raised an eyebrow and watched this fo awhile, then gently tapped Mint on the shoulder and leaned over while watchng still. "Is cheating aloud for this one or not?" Brandon asked curiously, he just wanted to know so he could figure out if teams were cheating at this round some how. Hopefully they are but I don't know, if not it'll suck.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 23:45:56 GMT -5
"Cheating is not permitted in any games." Mint stated. "That's what the I.R. says, so go ahead and cheat." Mint looked at him, smirking. Nora looked at him. "I.R. is the shortened version for Ignored Rules."
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 23:48:55 GMT -5
His eyes lit up and he popped out his finger tips and made them fly over to where Pixel was. Brandon made them flatten out so they were unable to be seen and got them onto the end of an arrow, coating it. Which ever other flyer she was directing the arrow at he'd get his finger tips to direct there. "Hn." The teen muttered, chuckling darkly.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 23:52:42 GMT -5
Mint tried to follow what he did, but couldn't. "What did you do?" she asked, sounding anxious. She saw that Pixel's aim was beginning to improve. "Did you do something to improve her aim?"
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 23:56:38 GMT -5
"I'm aiming hitting them, my bone is on the arrows now, so i'm directing it where ever the targets are or where they are going to be. I'm estimating on their speed and their agility at the moment, they'll all be down in awhile." Brandon replied quietly, he shot more out unnoticably and made them coat the arrows more so he had more control.
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Post by Milk on Sept 6, 2007 0:00:05 GMT -5
Mint nodded adn watched the show, now really interesting. One flier finally fell down to the nets. One down! Lead is Lioth." the announcer declared excitedly.
((one more reply in one of hte gang? i'm going to bed in a few)))
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Post by Koops on Sept 6, 2007 0:03:11 GMT -5
((OKay.))
Brandon frowned and waited until Pixel shot another one, he had the same target as her and got it ready. He licked his lips, they were very dry once again and when she had shot he directed the bones to the target. He didn't know if they hit or not because he had scent a whole finger bone out and jabbed it into one of the flyers calves, making it seem like an arrow had gone through, more pricisly, Pixel's arrow.
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Post by Milk on Sept 6, 2007 0:09:26 GMT -5
((thanks.))
Lioth in the lead suddenly fell back, placing Damon in first. Damon only had one more lap left, and then he was safe. Pixel continued to aim arrows at the enemies, until she only had one arrow left. "Shit." she muttered and looked at her neighbors. She punched and beat the shit out of the weakest of the two and stole their arrows,t han began firing agian.
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Post by Koops on Sept 6, 2007 0:11:57 GMT -5
Brandon helped out by aiming at people and by making pretend arrows and shooting peeple down as well. He smirked and held a finger tip he blew on it and it lit on fire, he flicked it out and hit some guy in the spine. "You think i'm being to harsh on these guys?" He asked quietly and shot another guy with a whole finger and then made the finger coat an arrow.
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Post by Milk on Sept 6, 2007 0:16:41 GMT -5
"Nah." Mint answered cooly. She was leaning agasint the wall, relaxed and enteretained. Damon won, and the race was over. Round 2 of the matches of hte day was in 4 hours. Damon came up with Pixel, smling. "We won!" Mint nodded. "Brandon here helped..." she stated. Pixel grinned. "Thanks. My aim sucks with thes arrows. They're wighted more than I'm used to..." Damon nodded in thanks.
((night))
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Post by Koops on Sept 6, 2007 0:21:40 GMT -5
"No problem, I enjoyed that a lot actually. It was very fun to say the least." Brandon murmered, shrugging off the thanks and looked away. "I didn't do much anyways, I just directed the hits and knocked some eople out of it by stabbing them." He stated quietly and smirked at himself, he stuck up his hand in front of his face, moving them arouns a bit.
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