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Post by Koops on Sept 4, 2007 20:28:43 GMT -5
((I don't know.... ![O_o](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/browraise.png) . I guess he can jump as high as you need him to jump.)) "Ah... Let's see... I participated in races and things like that through the forest. Off path and stuff like that." Brandon stated, he wondered what he had to do, this was just crazy. Oh... Maybe they want me in that thing... I hope this isn't for real. If it is i'm saying 'no' and i'm outta here, i'm no elping out these people. He thought, his eyes narrowing harshly at Damon until he closed them and he just looked slightly enraged.
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Post by Milk on Sept 4, 2007 20:32:22 GMT -5
((i can't remember how to convert to metric (i was trying to) but it needs to be about 10 feet.))
Damon frowned at this look, getting angry. Rowen scowled at the look as well. "Youth." Rowen scoffed and walked away from Brandon. Damon lifted the boy up by the collar and held him there, then grunted and put him down. Not worth it. he thought and looked at the boy. "Scared of heights?"
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Post by Koops on Sept 4, 2007 20:36:54 GMT -5
((I was thinking he jumped about 12 or 13 feet. XD!))
"No, i'm not." Brandon replied, he opened his eyes and glared into Damon's, he cocked his eyebrow at the man in anger and then looked away. "I'm outta here, man." Brandon muttered, not entirly in a good mood, he turned around and stuck his hands in his pockets, shoulders slumping as he began to walk away.
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Post by Milk on Sept 4, 2007 20:39:32 GMT -5
((that's even better! X3 can you reply to One of the Gang at least one more time tonight (not necessarily now, this one is fun!(so's that one too, but...I love Brandon! want to pinch his cheeks))))
Damon grabbed his shoulders and held him still. "No. You're not." he stated with authority. "Afraid of falling?" he asked and began to pull the young boy into his room again.
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Post by Koops on Sept 4, 2007 20:42:38 GMT -5
((Yup. I'll reply in awhile. He is cute, I based him on one of my cousins, he always wants to set the school on fire but he isn't thirteen yet. XD))
He growled and let himself be dragged into the room, once there he ripped himself away from Damon's grasp and turned on him. "No. I'm not afraid of falling, behing afraid of falling is stupid." Brandon hissed, he didn't really know how he just thought it was at the moment in his anger.
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Post by Milk on Sept 4, 2007 20:46:26 GMT -5
((hee hee. when you first made him, i almost demanded a roleplay with him, but thought you wouldn't want to do one since we already had 2 going. oh! i got an idea (several actually) for this one! X3 is there any way i can make Brandon admit he's scared))
"Good." Damon snapped and glared at the boy. "Cause what you're going to assist me and my friends in doing will involve lots of falling." He approached the boy, glaring angrily at how rude he was being. Behind him he heard George disappear, and there were no windows to escape from. Brandon was trapped in the room with Damon.
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Post by Koops on Sept 4, 2007 20:49:39 GMT -5
((I don't know... Hm... He's one of those fearless kids, you know? But I guess he does get that nervous/sick feeling when falling.))
"I'm not doing anything for anyone and that's my final discesion, you can't make me do anything anyways." Brandon growled out, he looked around, licking his dry lips and moving away a bit. He was angry to say the least, a bit curious as to what damon would do at the moment but being silent and letting his eyes peirce the man instead.
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Post by Milk on Sept 4, 2007 20:56:04 GMT -5
((he does? O.o))
"I can and will." Damon replied and pinned the boy to the wall by his neck. He was very angry. More so than he thought he would be. His grip tightened and he looked at he ceiling, and wondered how far the boy would fall before calling for help. The game he was going to enter Brandon in with himself has a 30,000 foot drop at some point. The last boy that was Brandon's age didn't make the jump, and his partners didn't get to him in time.
Damon growled and yanked the boy up by the collar and unfurled his mighty wings. He spread his wing and in one huge rush of air, the ceiling was broken and him and Brandon were speeding up in altitude. He stopped at 6000 feet in the air. It was cold. Damon glared at him, and waited for Brandon to say something.
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Post by Koops on Sept 4, 2007 21:01:47 GMT -5
((Yup. But I think most people get it, you know how your stomach jumps to your throat? He gets that.))
Brandon glared, he looked down, his eyes narrowing and he looked back at Damon. "Go ahead jerk off." He taunted, hands at his side, he wasnt afraid of this, maybe a little hair sick at the moment but not afraid. I wonder if he really is going to do it, he should just give up. "And anyways, i'm still not helping you even if you tortured me." The teen snapped, he felt like setting those wings on fire, he went into his pocket, he grabbed a match, setting the wooden end into his mouth and chewing it.
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Post by Milk on Sept 4, 2007 21:05:35 GMT -5
((i see. he'd die from falling from that height, right?))
Damon smiled happily. "Okay." he replied and dropped him and watched him fall. Damon then began a slow glide downwards, watching the boy fall and waiting for some sign that would suggest he was the person they needed to win this year. Scream, yell, do some trick that would give me a taste of how much longer we need to look... he watched, and waited for the sign to come.
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Post by Koops on Sept 4, 2007 21:09:58 GMT -5
((He can rebuild his bones and he doesn't have any organs or muscle or anything in his body, he wouldn'ty die. He's an invincible ignorant boy that's a pyro! XD!))
The teen flipped in the air, his head facing the ground now, he stuck his hands to his sides, making him go even faster to the ground. Hm... He let go. Brandon thought, closing his eyes and chewing on the match still, he listened to the rush of air and his ears popping every now and then. I'm out of here when I reach the ground.
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Post by Milk on Sept 4, 2007 21:14:43 GMT -5
((damn))
Damon smirked at the trick. That's the last sign I need. he thought and rushed down and caught the boy right as he was about to hit the ground. "You are going to help us whether you like it or not." he said as he landed back in his room and chanted a spell that fixed the ceiling, then he chanted another spell and a collar appeared on Brandon's neck. "Your mine until I say otherwise."
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Post by Koops on Sept 4, 2007 21:18:23 GMT -5
((lol. You always have to try and kill a character, don't you? XP))
Brandon's eyes widened, then he gaped at Damon. "W-what!?!? You can't do that to me are you freaking crazy?" He snapped, eyes narrowing now, he glared at the collar and pulled at it roughly, it wouldn't come off of his neck. "Shit! Take it off of me." The boy damanded, looking up at the gargoyle and glaring at dark and harsh glare.
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Post by Milk on Sept 4, 2007 21:22:18 GMT -5
((yes. or put them in a coma. or put them through some sort of unimaginable hell. X3 but this was different...))
"No. Get used to it." he muttered and glared at the boy. Damon snapped his fingers, and a painful bolt of electricty ran through Brandon's body and watched the reaction, testing.
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Post by Koops on Sept 4, 2007 21:25:23 GMT -5
((Haha! XD))
He tensed inpain, his arms twitching to grsbab the collar but he stopped and instead, looed down at the ground, his breathing getting heavy from the pain. "Dammit!" Brandon growled out, looking back up when the pain stopped. He was glaring in anger and pain and then turned from Damon. My plan failed, he got me.
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