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Wow...
Just...wow...
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Awww that's not you Devious. You've made me sad. :sad: Say something neat like you always do. What's wrong...?

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....What did you do with this world's Diov?

However you say his name, I know what Cthulhu's favorite ice cream is...

Fhtagn-Dazs

((A curse. A curse of Awesome Epicness))

I was P.O.ed the day I found out El D had been genericized, but I'm starting to like 'El D' as his name more now. Just seems to fit better for Paragon City.

Plus, people do seem to like it better/think it's cooler

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Somehow, I wasn't surprised reading that... That's how dead serious I think you are... @_@

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Well, I always could just use my normal Demon-based costume and say I'm supposed to be Satan. Heck, alot of my friends on Guardian call El D 'Satan' because of that costume

Also helps that El D's old name was El Diablo

"Ahhh, you wanna fight Arcade-style, huh?"

*Summons DragonClaw*

"Kill"

El D will be celebrating Halloween this year as Captain Jack Sparrow

Savvy?

((Fraenir's reaction to colossal explosions? He just laughs at the exploder then throws a 7 foot chuck of granite at them ))

Fraenir reached into the small satchel that was held to his leather/fur kilt by a well worn rope. When Fraenir pulled his hand out, a small red crystal was in his grasp.

"To Saint Martial" the big dragon man said, looking down at the crystal held in his palm.

The world around him dropped into a deep red shade, and with a boom of thunder, Fraenir vanished from the D.

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A second crash of thunder sounded, along with a flash of red tinged light. Only this time, it was just a few feet from the from the door to Pocket D in St. Martial.

Fraenir shook his head for a second as he got reoriented to his surroundings, then looked up and noticed the others in the group were exiting the D.

"Nice little force you've built up here," Fraenir rumbled as he walked up to Breaker, "I wonder how well the waiter will handle all of us"

I shall post El D's Halloween costume up after I get it finished later today.

((Sorry about not posting yesterday, the internet was out til 7 AM this morning. I'm assuming E X is still in the D while Breaker and Dark are moving on to St. Martial))

"Count me in" Fraenir grumbled as he walked over to Energon X, the dragon-man's eyes blazing with red electricity for a second before returning to normal.

Then he turned and looked to the commotion occuring at the Heroside bar, noticing that Khell and the other missing patron had returned.

"Oy, Khell! Wanna go pummel the waiter?" he semi-shouted to be heard over the music.

"Now....where did the small one get off to...." Fraenir muttered, looking around for the snack hording plant girl that seemed to have vanished right after Khell did.

"Okay, I'm done with this...."

*pulls out cell phone, and calls three people*

*Bruce Campbell , Mr.T, and Chuck Norris all teleport in*

"Lets kick some [censored]!"

*Entire thread blows up due to shear awesomeness*

"Oops..."

"Ummm....Wanna go kill Poe?"

Edit: .....We have practically the exact same characters.

Original was Fire/Fire/Fire blaster, Future (for you) and Past (for me) forms are Nictus.....

Weird.....

Is a demon (and a fire/fire/fire blaster besides that) so is immune to the flames from the lava

*walks out of the pit and yawns*

"Wanna try something else?"

*teleports Squiddy into the lava pits in the 'Rescue Statesman from Tyrant' mission, then gets a Controller to use all holds at once to keep Squiddy in*

"Neeeeext!"

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(Thank you, you too. Oh, and bear in mind that hitting the Crushanoid isn't easy because he has super reflexes :P)

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*pulls out cell phone and dials in a few numbers*

"Yeah. Yeah. In the Killing People Thread. Ok"

*clicks phone off as lvl 54 Archvillian Lord Recluse teleports in, with 8 Bane Spider Executioners with him*

"Crushanoid, meet Recluse. Recluse, Crushanoid"

*Recluse and 8 Bane Spiders all blast Crushanoid*

"Neeeext"

OWNED

*throws Squiddy off a building*-OH WAIT!

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((Ten pies for the man who knows what whimsical book series Solaronite is from.))

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would an alien named Eros have anything to do with it?

*picks up darkvapor and throws him at a Husk Lord*-OH WAIT!

Fraenir saw Poe move, then all he saw was some dark mass of shadows in the air right before he collided with it.

Then Fraenir got and idea. He grabbed the onto the man that was covered in shadows.

"I grow tired of Interruptions!" Fraenir roared, as he made a quick 360 turn in the air, and threw the shadow covered man at Poe.

This left Fraenir in the path of the acid grenades and Energon X's bolt of energy. And while the acid of the grenades just marred his scales slightly, E X's bolt did more.

It ripped a hole through Fraenir's wing, causing him to suddenly drop to the club floor with a roar of pain. After lifting himself from the dance floor, Fraenir concentrated his internal energies while fighting the pain of the blasted wing.

Then the pain seemed to have dulled. Fraenir flexed out his blasted wing, and looked at where the energy bolt had gone through it. A new wing membrane had started to grow, and had almost covered the hole that the bolt had caused.

Then he turned his attention back to the elevator.

((Squiddy, where has Inky gotten in all this? Still hiding?))

((...This is the second time someone has gotten in the way of my assault against Poe...

Stop Doing That! ))

((This is what Poe wishes he could do to Pocket D....if it was a desert

*beeping noise*

DJ Zero: "What the F-"

*BBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM MMM*

Poe: *evil lolz*))

"Tiny metal bugs!" Fraenir exclaimed as he felt the caltrops touch his skin. He flapped his great wings, and got himself airborne (blowing the caltrops a good distance away in the process) and looked over at Poe as the waiter made a b-line for the other elevator.

Fraenir pumped his great wings, and powered himself across the space in the Night Club.

Now if he had timed this right, Poe was soon have a very painful collision.

((think of a T-shaped intersection. Fraenir is flying up from the bottom, while Poe is flying across the top on his way to the elevator. Fraenir has no intent on stopping and letting Poe pass unheeded ))

Fraenir was surprised when Poe unleashed his traps. Three Seeker drones and one gas mine had been launched in his direction.

When the drones hit, the spinning blades bent, and the explosions did little more that leave patches of soot on his orange scales. But the mine had ended up clamping down on his right arm.

With a growl of annoyance, Fraenir reached over with his left hand, and ripped the device off his bicep, crushing it in the process.

"As I said before, waiter," Fraenir rumbled, "Try harder"

Then, snapping his reptilian-like skull forwards, Fraenir opened his maw of jagged teeth wide, and spat a bolt of red lightning at Poe's flying form.


((Now who do we know who can affect electricity, Hmmm? :P))