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Post by StantonBros on Jan 30, 2011 18:37:59 GMT -5
"But now 'is' a good time, actually, there could be no better time then now." Cut said, his breath stung the nose like burning carbon, the slight sound of crackling embers of a once raging fire came from his voice.
"Do let me in please, I'm sure I can help in whatever your problems are."
His foot was distinctly in the doorjam while a cruel smile. Inside his mind though was in turmoil, Cut knew he was not himself, his strings were being pulled, yet, he was alright with it. He didn't have a care in the world, everything was taken care of for him, he was in euphoria.
Cut began to grip at the door and was starting to force the door open.
"What's the matter, I thought you liked me?
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Post by jollyjohanna on Feb 1, 2011 5:46:47 GMT -5
Phil's attention was aimed toward the door when Hailey suddenly stood up.
"Oh, come on!" he said, feeling very frustrated. "You're hurt, stop moving around!"
But he stood up too, ready to catch her if she should fall. He ignored when she told him to hide and instead glanced over to the door which Laurie had gone to open. Whoever it was behind it had really gotten Hailey spooked.
Laurie had a point: if they just ignored it whoever it was could be suspicious. It was better if Laurie could somehow calm down the person outside.
“It’s one of my friends, guys,”
She opened the door slightly, and even though he craned his neck he couldn't see the newcomer. But he could hear his voice - completely calm, which seemed weird during the circumstances. But the newcomer wouldn't know about the injured ciren inside their room, so there was no reason for him to not be calm.
"What's the matter, I thought you liked me?"
Phil had never been a very patient boy, and something about this newcomer stroke him the wrong way. But they didn't have time for guests that showed up early in the morning, they had to fix Hailey! So instead of letting Laurie fix everything Phil took action.
"Didn't you hear her, now is not a good time!" he snapped angrily. "So get the f*ck away from here!!"
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Post by nightlightwolf on Feb 1, 2011 14:55:17 GMT -5
Hailey looked at him carefully noting how he loved to just defy her which got her in this mess but she ignored it for now" phil...SHH". Snaping quickly at him and slithered back beginning to force him into a cornor and protectivly hide him with her long tail and she narrowed her eyes at the door. Fear and this feeling that who ever was at the door wanted something and will refuse to leave till the got it"......mmrrrr". She hummed and growled at the same time, weak and tired she was but not nearly enough to be completely defenceless for whats to come.
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Post by scribblerrigby on Feb 4, 2011 1:32:31 GMT -5
Cut…or rather, the Cut-thing spoke, and the air smelled of metal and sulfur. Laurie coughed, and her eyes widened.
“The HELL?!”
“Yeah, probably...” Jeff said. Laurie looked back at him, again. He had found her Swiffer, and was gripping it like a baseball bat, glaring at the door. Cujo’s tiny little growls piped up from the kennel. Phil was even ready, leaping to her defense and shouting at the Cut-thing.
"Didn't you hear her, now is not a good time!" he snapped angrily. "So get the f*ck away from here!!"
Hailey immediately curled her tail around him, protectively. Despite her experiences this morning, she looked ready to do anything to protect the kid. And, Laurie reminded herself – she was capable of throwing down with a full-grown werewolf, and –while far from indestructible – probably could have killed if she so desired.
“Guys…” she said warily, when the Cut-thing spoke again.
“What’s the matter? I thought you liked me?”
Its words were calmly threatening, and Laurie panicked once it tried to force itself into the door.
“No! We said no!” she roared, throwing herself against the door. She wasn’t hoping for much – Cut was build like a linebacker! – but maybe the thing would get the message.
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Post by StantonBros on Feb 5, 2011 18:03:50 GMT -5
"I was afraid you were going to say that... wait, wrong choice of words... I was looking forward for you to say that."
Smoke was comming out of Cut's mouth, the ends of his hair began to glow like fuses, and parts of his skin began to blister. He grabbed the door jam with his other hand and wreched it open with Laurie on the other side. He immediatly looked at Hailey with a starving hunger in his eyes, seemingly ignoring everything else in the room.
"Now there's our nearly departed. I'm glad that I was not too late, everyone knows fish taste better when it's fresh."
He then quickly reached out to try and grab at the mermaid by the throat.
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Post by jollyjohanna on Feb 5, 2011 19:31:54 GMT -5
Phil started to protest when Hailey positioned herself between him and the door, but when Laurie sharply told the stranger to leave and then flung herself against the door to keep it shut he realized that whatever it was on the other side of the door wasn't just a regular house-guest who'd come to complain about the volume.
Phil didn't have time to be afraid when the stranger suddenly burst through the door. It wasn't hard to see that something was seriously wrong with the guy who had entered - smoke billowed out through his mouth and his eyes almost seemed to glow. And they were set on Hailey.
"Now there's our nearly departed. I'm glad that I was not too late, everyone knows fish taste better when it's fresh."
Phil was tired - he had been up all night and been through events which had been both physically and psychically exhausting. But he was also tired of feeling helpless. There was just no way he'd let this thing hurt Hailey, and there was no way he'd let her fight in her condition. In this situation it didn't matter that Phil was a shrimp compared to the other guy, or that said guy had smoke coming out of his mouth.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!!"
While the strenger lunged at Hailey Phil leaped over her tail, picking up a lamp from a tablestand next to them. Without stopping he swung the lamp right towards the strangers face.
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Post by nightlightwolf on Feb 5, 2011 19:46:52 GMT -5
Hailey snarled at him loudly and smirked some and her very flexable long body twisted allowing her to duck away from his coming form, Looking at phil and gasped quickly but thankfully that he was out of the way and swinging but she needed to run and grab phil while she did it but first she wanted to let him get one good hit in for himself" QUICKLY PHIL HIT HIM!!' she yelled.
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Post by scribblerrigby on Feb 5, 2011 21:25:59 GMT -5
Laurie groaned and spat out several curses. The Cut-thing had flung open the door, and it had taken Laurie with it, throwing her up against the wall. She slid down against the wall, growling, beyond furious. The neighbors would definitely hear what’s going on, now.
Phil swung the lamp – aw, dammit, she liked that lamp – at the Cut-Thing, and Jeff took a crack at its middle with the Swiffer.
Laurie scrambled to her feet. Her temperature shot up, hands curling into claws. She launched herself at the thing, ready to wring its neck, shove it out of the room – whatever it took.
“Look. I don’t know WHAT you did with my friend, but you’re NOT getting any more of them,” she snarled. “I’ve had ENOUGH of this F*CKING WEIRD SH!T in my HOUSE!”
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Post by StantonBros on Feb 8, 2011 20:52:51 GMT -5
He missed Hailey, which didn't seem to perturbe him, though the swiffer and the lamp to his back just amused the Cut shaped creature, though it did make him wince. The wet pad of the swiffer though began to hiss frantically as the liquid began to boil out of the pad. The small cuts on his back shrivled open, quickly blackened, and turned to ash as the open flesh began to pop and sizzle.
Cut Creature began to sneer, but in a wicked kind of way at Hailey's overly cheerfull enthusiasm.
"Oh, keep that hope, I just love the sight of when people lose it right when I..." The Cut Creature was interupted by Laurie's profanities and charge, though he swung around with both of his arms to shove the werewolf girl in mid charge and tried to knock her to the side, her shirt blackened when his arms came to contact.
"Your not ripe enough, but please tell me... are those synthetic fibers your wearing. What does your scream sound like when your shirt melts into your skin?
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Post by jollyjohanna on Feb 8, 2011 21:27:38 GMT -5
If the lamp had done any damage at all, it didn't show. If someone somehow hadn't realized that something was seriously wrong with this guy it became pretty apparent now. When Jeff's cleaning utensil connected to the thing and it started to hiss like water in a frying pan Phil backed off, not really sure what was happening. He still held the lamp.
What was this thing? It wasn't like anything he'd ever seen, or even heard of. Granted, the only monsters except himself that he'd met was Hailey and Laurie, so he wasn't really an expert in this field. But he had to do something!
His confusion and fear triggered his defense mechanism, and a bad smell in the air was suddenly tangible - as if Laurie had left her garbage out for weeks. For a moment he contemplated if he should just let it loose - but no, that would destroy Laurie's apartment. Besides, it would be directly hazardous for Hailey and Laurie and Jeff if he did.
So he concentrated to keep the mold from starting to grow.
He suddenly remembered the crucifix that still was in what was left of his backpack. He glanced at it - the dark-blue rucksack had been reduced to moldy rags during their fight with Laurie, but it lay by the door. He started to ease his way over to it, not sure it would work but it was a risk he was willing to take.
"What does your scream sound like when your shirt melts into your skin?"
This was not good. Definitely not good. Phil didn't have time to react, and just tossed the lamp towards the creatures head. He wasn't sure it would even react, but maybe it would answer to taunts.
"Hey, fatso! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?!" the teenager screamed. "Oh wait, you'll never find someone the size of your fat ass!"
Childish? Yes. But he seriously couldn't think of anything better.
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Post by nightlightwolf on Feb 24, 2011 14:30:06 GMT -5
Hailey looked at phil really quickly then turned to the demonic boy attackin them and she hissed" HEY HEY OVER HERE! you want me right well come get me!!!". Her tail swung in his direction her wounds havent rewounded yet but if she continued to fight then they will very soon. Hissing loudly at the current momet she was the largest thing in the room that can either be a advantage or not but she knew she had to lure it away or calm it down which ever it was she was actually......scared.
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Post by scribblerrigby on Feb 25, 2011 1:10:38 GMT -5
Laurie jerked back in pain as the Cut-thing singed her clothes. Now she was grateful she didn’t bother changing them when they got home – between the rips, burns, blood and mold, it was pretty much done for. She backed up, watched Jeff's mop connect with the demon, and the ash dribble and flake off of its back.
She glanced at Phil, who was doing his best to discreetly creep – towards the door? Doubtful the Cut-thing would let him escape…Then, Phil hurled insults – and her lamp – at the demon. That’s good, she thought. Divide the thing’s attention. Maybe if Cut was distracted enough, there was a chance they could get him out of her apartment.
Then, Hailey joined in. Laurie cursed and dove out of the way as Hailey whipped her tail in their direction.
“HAILEY! Seriously?! We JUST glued you up!” Jeff shouted incredulously, and swung his mop again.
Laurie’s eyes fell on the sprayer Hailey had left dangling over the edge of the sink. She dodged the Swiffer and darted towards the kitchen area.
She filled a cup, threw the water at the Cut-thing, refilled and held it, ready to throw again. With her other hand, she grabbed the sprayer, pointed it at the approaching demon, and waited until he came within its meager range.
“Cut. STOP!” she roared.
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Post by StantonBros on Mar 8, 2011 17:26:18 GMT -5
"Oh you poor little fools, you should know that words will never hurt me" the Cut creature gasped out, the voice sounding even more dry. When the meremaid swung her tail at him, Cut easily grabbed it and continued holding it when he was forced off his feet by the impact. Though, right when he made contact with her, a gut wrenching sizzling sound was made as his arms began to burn into her tail. He quickly released the tail when the water splashed, immediatly sizzling and hopping of his skin.
"I'm so sorry dear, but your little boyfriend is not comming to your aid" His hand abcently grabbed at one of the peices of wood furneture, the grip causing a chunk to break off in his hand.
"WHAT? NO, NOT YET! the Cut creature yelled as his arm flailed about, smoke rising from the wood as it began to blacken.
"DAMN YOU PASTE!" he yelled once more as he saw the smoke whisp by the fire alarm, the sudden beeping alerting the entire building as the sprinkler system turned on, a large puff of steam erupting when the water came into contact with the creature's body.
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Post by jollyjohanna on Mar 10, 2011 17:41:25 GMT -5
The thing that was called Cut did not raise to the bait. Fatso? Was that seriously the best he could come up with? Phil was almost ashamed of himself. This was an emergency and all he could do was to stand by the door and yap like a small dog? He didn't really want to get into a fistfight with Cut - he doubted his fists would do any good since the lamp had had no effect, and by the way he was kind of attached to his skin and didn't want it burned off.
But then Hailey tried to avert the Cut-things attention. Phil groaned in an almost despondent way. Of course she couldn't just lay low and try not to die.
“HAILEY! Seriously?! We JUST glued you up!” Jeff shouted, and Phil agreed.
"Yeah, can't you just back off for once and let someonoe else-"
He was abruptly interrupted (or maybe even cut off) when the demonic thing grabbed Hailey's tail. Cut was knocked down, but an awful sizzling sound could be heard.
"I'm so sorry dear, but your little boyfriend is not comming to your aid"
"You...! Let her go!"
He lifted his lamp to swing at Cut, but then he remembered the crucifix. Dropping the lamp at the floor with a loud shattering sound he hurried over to the sad remains of his backpack and started to dig through them. Then Cut started to scream inconsistencies, something about not yet and someone called Paste. But Phil didn't really catch that part since the sprinkler system kicked in and started to shower Laurie's apartment and everybody within with water. Phil ignored the water and finally found the silver crucifix in the bottom of his bag. Whirling around he raised it towards the demon, and the words stumbled out of his mouth without him having to think about them first. It would have been nice to think it was a moment of divine inspiration, but it probably had something to do with him watching too much TV.
"The power of Christ compels you! Pax vobiscum!! PAX VOBISCUM!!"
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Post by nightlightwolf on Mar 26, 2011 11:53:32 GMT -5
Hailey screamed in agony as his touch cooked her flesh while she was still alive, Arching her back she thrashed away from his touch crying ou in pain and watched the male scream and flail in pain to the water." grrrrr " she hissed in rage and watched simply than as his smoking body turned to the sprinklers , sighing in deep relief as the water touched her burn easing the pain slightly but she hissed stil unsure what would happen.
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