Future-Dated until Richard is done with whatever..he's doing.

Jul 11, 2008 00:10

Death, death destruction and what appeared to a small blue robed and pixelated demon needed to die. This would be the third victim on the community to Richard's unspeakably hilarious evil. He couldn't be happier. Once again the man, I use that term in the loosest way possible, swept his arms through the air, the ends of his finger tips glowed a ( Read more... )

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hadoken_mage July 11 2008, 07:30:11 UTC
"Well, if it isn't the tall, dark, and homicidal man that isn't me." said Black Mage who was standing not too far away from Richard. "Come to try and one up me, have you? My god, you're as cliche Red Mage, I swear. I mean... first off, how the hell'd you get here? Let's be honest, traveling time and space ain't like nuking an orphanage." pondered the mage for a moment, not particularly caring for a straight answer. He was more content with choosing which of his spell arsenal he was going to use to turn Richard into a pile of... whatever he was... if it could be made ash... and stuff...

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bendtomywill July 11 2008, 07:33:05 UTC
"One up you? No I was thinking of taking off that stupid hat, shoving it into rude places and decapitating you. I was going to hang your head on the wall." Richard replied rather calmly, he had been angry earlier. Angry to the point of vaporizing a township he'd been marching through earlier. Fortunately, he'd blown off some steam and he was the fun loving psychopath he usually was.

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hadoken_mage July 11 2008, 07:38:57 UTC
"Touch the hat and die, you skeletal drag queen." growled the mage. "If Fighter were here, I would have already used him as a projectile before I incinerated your miserable ass. Killed two birds with one stone... or one hadoken, as the case may be." he said, holding back a laugh at the though of Fighter's demise.

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bendtomywill July 11 2008, 07:47:36 UTC
"Well isn't that the murderer calling the killer bloody." Richard retorted, pointing to the other man's robes. Touch his hat and death? Well he'd like to see this little freak kill an already dead man. About Richard's hand a fiery aura of sorts started, flaring up suddenly he thrust a hand forward and a fireball was lobbed right towards the little man's hat.

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