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Groteske · 02-10-2010, 12:25 AM

((Way too many people and really Grave you don't have to talk to everyone individually....just ignore some things and well perhaps be more simplistic and say what you mean clearly. Also everyone should be able to hear what he is saying....maybe we should all gather into some sort of room and sit at a table.

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Ash overhears someone say something about him being meant for a higher purpose and this just made him smile a strange awkward smile.

This is some funny shit I got myself into.....Maybe next he'll say something about me having to save the world! Oh how rich.

Ash mumbles under his breath. "Guardians....hah."

As the last word left his lips a weird feeling began to creep up his right arm, a strange tingling sensation that started from the tips of his fingers and quickly worked its way up to his shoulder. What the **** is this? Ash thought as he grabbed his arm, squeezing it, trying to relieve the sensation. Soon the tingling turned into a burning sensation and his arm felt as if it was on fire as if his arm was in a stove baking on high.

Ash screams out in pain no longer able to handle the suffering, "AHHHH!" and hunches over still grabbing his right arm. Then all of a sudden the pain started to recede back through his arm to the tips of his fingers and then disappear. It had all happened in a matter of a minute and Ash slapped his arm dumbfounded as to why.

Ash stands back up and looks around, a feeling of embarrassment overtakes him and he steps back but then as he stepped back a long sword materialized in his hand out of nowhere and the sheer weight of the sword pulls him down onto his knees. The sword was at least 9 feet in length and felt like it weighed as much as a small car.

"What the hell is happening now?!" Ash tries to let go of the handle but he can't loosen his grip. "What the **** is this bullshit?!" Ash tries to shake free of the sword but only his elbow moves, his hand doesn't budge at all in any direction.

Ash lets out a sigh and finally submits to the weight of the sword and sits down into the dirt below him next to the heavy sword. "I give up....." Ash laughs. "Whatever this thing is...it sure loves my hand!"

02-10-2010, 12:25 AM	#88 (permalink)
Groteske OnRPG Elite Member! Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: Holocaust Prison Posts: 7,333 Reputation: 196	((Way too many people and really Grave you don't have to talk to everyone individually....just ignore some things and well perhaps be more simplistic and say what you mean clearly. Also everyone should be able to hear what he is saying....maybe we should all gather into some sort of room and sit at a table. )) Ash overhears someone say something about him being meant for a higher purpose and this just made him smile a strange awkward smile. This is some funny shit I got myself into.....Maybe next he'll say something about me having to save the world! Oh how rich. Ash mumbles under his breath. "Guardians....hah." As the last word left his lips a weird feeling began to creep up his right arm, a strange tingling sensation that started from the tips of his fingers and quickly worked its way up to his shoulder. What the *** is this?* Ash thought as he grabbed his arm, squeezing it, trying to relieve the sensation. Soon the tingling turned into a burning sensation and his arm felt as if it was on fire as if his arm was in a stove baking on high. Ash screams out in pain no longer able to handle the suffering, "AHHHH!" and hunches over still grabbing his right arm. Then all of a sudden the pain started to recede back through his arm to the tips of his fingers and then disappear. It had all happened in a matter of a minute and Ash slapped his arm dumbfounded as to why. Ash stands back up and looks around, a feeling of embarrassment overtakes him and he steps back but then as he stepped back a long sword materialized in his hand out of nowhere and the sheer weight of the sword pulls him down onto his knees. The sword was at least 9 feet in length and felt like it weighed as much as a small car. "What the hell is happening now?!" Ash tries to let go of the handle but he can't loosen his grip. "What the **** is this bullshit?!" Ash tries to shake free of the sword but only his elbow moves, his hand doesn't budge at all in any direction. Ash lets out a sigh and finally submits to the weight of the sword and sits down into the dirt below him next to the heavy sword. "I give up....." Ash laughs. "Whatever this thing is...it sure loves my hand!" __________________ You put stuff in your mouth, right?