Yosef_Vanya

Hey Kara, can I borrow the leader for a bit? /sgkick Syphonics.

I should have Executive next to my name. I did get that power last night. :3

*Deflected*

Hi. :3

I'm the second oldest remaining on the roster. Fear me.

I was in the process of updating it and then I realised I'd get bombarded with "hay they dind't leav" tells and messages on GP.

We should... update this.

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@Glacial Prince - Eligible 5/7/08
@Firewall - Eligible 5/7/08
@Neuronia - Eligible 5/7/08


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awesome pick ups.

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*blinks*

Pretty good story.

*pops in thread*
Fourm games ---->
*leaves*

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What's Big Howie mean

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Way to e-stalk me dude. Want a cookie? Also, not too hard to figure out. Note: Howie is not my name.

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As the oldest lasting member of Integrity/Statesman's Watch, i declare this:


lolol, u r teh n00borz, i winz.

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I'm second oldest, son, so gtfo my lawn kiddies.

Well, looks like our offense is back up for i12. :3

*sets it on fire*

Shinji's kick popped Abram's jaw back into place. He responded with an electrical charge of his own after having felt a lessened effect from the surge of power affecting him. A ball of magically charged electricity jumped out of his hand and on to the floor in front of him and Shinji, spreading around quicker than you could blink. He, however, wasn't so unscathed from the physical component of the kick. His jaw was clearly broken now and his speech was impaired -- but he had no intention of speaking anytime soon.

The imp's "hardened psychic skin" was cracked and unleashed the trapped psychic energy within directly into Ravenicks' blade. The imp collapsed and melted shortly after.

The two imps tasked to attack Target Lad were stunned momentarily by the arc of electricity that had hit them. The laughed at it and one jumped on to Target's back as he had turned around and the other hurled himself though the air at Ry.

Now came the interesting part. Abram threw his coat open and released a wave of cinders flying in all directions and nearly instantly after a powerful psychic shock wave that would only further the damage.

((Psychic energy turned kinetic energy. It pushes things around and can cause headaches. Nothing really different than PSW in-game.))

((Corruptroller. I like the sound of that.))

Abram's chin was dislocated from Target's blow. He smiled at Target and Ravenick. Then the electricity came.

Due to being a loyan follower to the Dervish, Abram didn't feel much pain from the elctricity, but it did hurt him enough to fry the hair on his head off and leave his sense down for a few moments.

The bright lights around Abram's pants suddenly burst into rays of multi-colored lights emiting from his entire body in a wide arc. He could concentrate better now. Then electricity flowed around his torso, ripping small holes in his leather trench coat.

Domination.

The three imps jumped off Abram's coat. Two of them ran at Target Lad and another jumped right up into Ravenick's face.

Another psychic shockwave rocked the walls of the hallway out even more than the last one had. They weren't getting wider... they were getting stronger.

Abram turned around and faced Ravenick. "Shall we take this outside?" He looked at the door to the exit to the hallway, "ladies first." He then smiled and let another psychic shockwave out.

Pretty soon, three imps would soon accompany him. If one looked closely, you could make out faint lines in Abram's tattered pants turning bright purple and pink and then green and finally black.

((Sorry Raven. I can't post at the moment as I have to leave in 20 minutes. I'll get back to you in around 4 hours?))

((Krazy =/= Yosef, just sayin'.))

He was slicked badly on the arm but most of his leather stopped the blows from getting too deep. Abram's face melted around Ravenick. He then melted again, but this time he reapeared just a little behind of Ravenick.

"Oh, it's on"

Another psychic shockwave shook the hallway. It was strong enough to knock the average meta down a little bit. This was easily counter by having basic training in acrobatics.

Abram fell to his knees at the explosion.

And then he melted.

And so did the imps.

Soon he was in the same place he was as before, but appearing as he was before melting the first time: simple and caring. He held his head in blurred pain and let a cry for help out, a cry for something resembling a cry for mercy.

The three imps soon reapeared inside Abram's coat, they hung on to him and let out similar crys for help.

Being mostly biological, Abrams' Praetorian suffered vision imparments but due to his mastery of the mind, he was not affected as seriously as the others would. If his eyes would simply repair themselves. Oddly, for being a human, he was quite hard to permantly damage.

Maybe it was that he wasn't fully human? Or maybe he wasn't human at all and rather something imitating this particuallar being. That might explain it's means to being in Portal Corp constantly.

It's eyes began to water slightly before laughing at Kirae.

Kirae didn't go anywhere. She reappeared exactly where she had been before.

"Going somewhere?" Abram smiled.

((Actually. I haven't told you yet, but it was the grenade. I have a trick up my sleeve that I think Sovs AND Ace know what it is.))

Seeing their target on the ground, the three imps jumped on top of her, physically injuring her as well as mentally.

And then came the mind probe. Abram placed two of his hands on the back of Kirae's head and began his probe. Excecpt it wasn't really an infomation probe, more of a ripping-your-mind-appart probe.

((No specific strikes?))

Seeing this "berserker state of mind," Abram knew what had to be done. He side stepped and grabbed her injured wing while the three imps were busy mentally inflicting pain in every part of her body.

He gripped a little harder and began to drain some of her psyche. Depending on how long he was allowed to stay on her would determine just how tired she would be and just how much more powerful he would be.

Just for good measure, he was readying another mixture of thick, choking soot to throw into her face.

The imp's neck didn't snap. It has no physical body to be injured. It's physical properties were simple, they were solid when they came into contact with living things. They had nothing inside them, attempting to push though this "skin" so to speak, would result in direct contact with the energies contained beneth.

Kirae's hands began to burn.

As she charged at Abram with her katanas in a blind rage the two imps jumped directly into the blades. They we're impaled but sent a constant psionic current down the blades and directly into Kirae.

Another wave of psionic energy shot off from Abram in all directions. This time there were noticable dents in the walls. He stopped his cycle of sending psionic shockwaves off in every directions in favor of playing with Kirae more.

As soon as she got with in touching range, he would probe her mind for all the wrong reasons. To find out how to best inflict pain upon her.

The grenade materalised right on top of her.

Abram rounded the corner and smiled as the grenade burst to reveal an imp on a blood thirsty rampage. It jumped into Kirae's face, clawing at her. Excecpt this imp wasn't made of fire but of pure psionic energy, though physical wounds would not be inflicted, crippling emotional blows would be delivered.

((Praetorian Abram is basically the same as regular Abram minus he's Fire/Psy with Psy Imps and not Fire/Kin))

The other two imps simply laughed behind Abram's coat while clinging on to his pants. They we're cruel ceatures, they would wait until Abram gave the signal to begin attacking everything in sight.

A wave of psionic energy filled the hallway. It didn't have a target, but Abram did. He intended to keep realeasing psionic energy every three to ten seconds, in other words, just as fast as he could.

Abram reached into one of his pockets. He pulled his hand out with something thick and black. He threw it at . A mixture of ash and cinders flew straight for Kirae's head. He laughed.

And then the imps screached and two more waves of psiconic energy rocked the room.