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Post by The Merc on Jan 8, 2008 5:37:47 GMT -5
Lance felt the blade finally release from his arm, as Tez finally wisened up, and Lance himself dropped to one knee, trying to fake that he was badly injured to try and not have attention on him as much. Lance aimed the sword somewhere between the fake Ami and the ground, and extended the sword blade as far and fast as he could, trying to use the extending blade along the ground, in combination with the suits strength, to try and get under the posers defenses and perform an upward cut to try and slice the imposter in half. He had some words to answer Montezno's statement, but that would have to wait til the current threat is dead.
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Post by nishi on Jan 8, 2008 7:34:37 GMT -5
Michael's eyes narrowed as he was told to shut up. 'How dare that self righteous asshole tell me to shut up, what about all these noisy little fucks running around?' Micheal thought as he motioned his head at Ami. "Insect..."
If the ball really was the creator of existence then it made little sense that it couldn't just end the women's life itself, that only proved that this must be a test. Perhaps a test to prove that they deserved to live, a second chance in essence. Either way Michael wasn't too interested in the first chance givin, let alone busting his ass to win over a second. When Ami started acting strange and attacking, Michael gripped his knife and tried to back away out of her view. "The mouse has rabies....indicicive fuck, should have done something sooner. I know I know..."
Michael was talking to himself once again in a low tone, he was trying to calm himself down enough to figure a way out but it was clear from the sweat running down the side of his face that he was getting a little shaky.
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Post by Ecker on Jan 8, 2008 13:02:48 GMT -5
"What the hell is this?!" said James, loudly, as he was seeing that odd scene, understanding nothing.
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Post by Defectron on Jan 8, 2008 13:13:46 GMT -5
Kiba who had just finished getting dressed got up smiling "Now that's better. Killing some helpless girl isn't my style. But this on the other hand..." Kiba didn't have his swords at the moment, so he'd just have to use his hand to hand skills. Kiba using all his speed leapt in front of Ami intending to execute a side kick to her face that would send her flying into the wall. If he could land a blow that got her disoriented he'd try to jump on her and snap her neck before she could get up.
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Post by natewolfman on Jan 8, 2008 13:28:54 GMT -5
Matsuda had seen first hand what these things could do, the majority of his gang had been killed off by a mixture of these and those damn rabbit creatures, the biker would not get involved, he would allow these others to get rid of it for him. 'no need to dirty my hands... some of them may die but I'm sure they will handle it'
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Post by Virtuoso on Jan 8, 2008 16:14:08 GMT -5
Luke started to get up from the floor after Zerojii knocked him down, only to duck as Zerojii got thrown back by Ami, barely missing him but hitting another girl. Whatever this girl Ami was, she wasn't human. Under normal circumstances, Luke would have tried to stop someone who was hurting others, but these were anything but normal circumstances. He was still a little shaken by the whole situation and decided to stay back and see how things would play out. He moved to the wall opposite Ami and stood against it, hand in his pocket wrapped around his pocket knife, every muscle in his body tensed and ready to make a move.
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Post by Al on Jan 8, 2008 17:50:00 GMT -5
After Scott fell back he felt large throbs of pain in the back of his head, but recovered quickly from the sudden shock. Scott immediatly used his hands to spring himself up to halfway to standing only to fall on his right knee down to crouch because of the blood rushing to his head. After a few moments of trying to grasp as to what happened to him he was still a bit jumpy, and was about ready to to add into the mayhem from earlier until he noticed the wooden pieces. Lance's words had still been ringing in his head, they were pretty much the only clear statement that he understood at the moment.
"bring us back from death"
Scott didn't think he had the time to ask questions onto the situation or just what they meant earlier, or rather just what had been going on to begin with. He searched to see where those who seemed to know what was going on were paying attention to, the first person he saw was Montezno. He seemed to be looking at the alien posing as Ami, thus Scott looked her way but wasn't quite sure who to trust in this mayhem. He keep his eyes on her like a coiled snake that had just been assaulted itself.
"Man I really wish someone here would explain what was going on in this hellhole.", he noted in a quiet voice to where only those nearby could hear him.
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Post by angryman101 on Jan 8, 2008 18:27:45 GMT -5
Dino looked at the remains of his new guitar. He could easily afford a new one, but a much more startling feeling had come over him. A splinter had shot out when the guitar had shattered and stuck into his thumb, and it was...painful. This was no dream. In one swift movement, Dino rolled, jumped, and dived into a room hopefully outside of the girl's sight. He would observe the confrontation through sound while taking cover in the next room.
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Post by nie on Jan 8, 2008 21:29:46 GMT -5
Kai vision back back to him and soon he sees light. 'I'm I dead? Is this heaven or hell?' Kai looks on as he sees a group of people, some dress in strange black suits as if they were cosplaying or something. "What the? What...what is this place?" Kai ask looking around. Then he remembered that he got shot and immediately look down at his body. Finding no bullet holes or anything he got a little scare and nervious and ask again, "Just where in the hell am I?"
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Post by gattsu on Jan 9, 2008 7:07:23 GMT -5
The first thing Ren noticed was that his heart was still beating... he'd never liked the sound of being alive, it was like his heart was some cheap imitation of Shakespeare's rhymes. Right now though, as he remembered the gun on the back of his neck, he could see the poetry in it all.
His lean, muscled body tensed, he had to survive. He didn't know if this was heaven, hell, purgatory, or just some random apartment in Tokyo... as he looked out the window just for a bit before focusing his green devil eyes on what seemed like a battle. They had katanas, katanas in the day when they samurai had died, but lived on in cheap, decrepit, movie theaters were old men went to die, and sleep.. same thing really. They dressed like idiots in black sleek jumpsuits, and for some reason they had dressed a monkey.
They were all trying to kill the girl behind the black ball it seemed... He could tell from the way their bodies were moving. He no qualms about killing any other human being, the world was overpopulated, killing was altruistic. At least that was what this black ball thought as it read...
l<!LL +H3 g!rL...
He had to survive... he had to survive. That's what he had always told himself, but for the first time in along time he didn't care anymore. He killed them... he'd had his moment of vengeance, and their was nothing... nothing that popped out in iridescent beauty as he had watched them die. They had gone like fish gasping for air, their shiny scales glittering on the cutting board The people he wanted to kill for so long, didn't bleed rainbows.
He did it fast, without hesitation. He put down his sniper rifle, and fired his 50 caliber handgun in between the eyes of the beautiful girl, that beautiful girl, her figure, so nice, and plain like every other girl that had a tattoo on her womb declaring sex. They might kill him afterwards, it might have been "playtime" but it didn't matter. The only thing that would be gone from his body when he died was a large puddle of blood, and everlasting sin.
He let out a harsh, cold sound from the bottom of his throat. He was laughing, or howling at all those years when he had proclaimed himself innocent.
Laughing at the absurdity of his world.
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Post by Benry on Jan 9, 2008 8:57:55 GMT -5
"What did you call me?" T-Bag said at Justin. "Motherfucker!" He said as he suddenly lifted his arm trying to uppercut Justin's jaw. If that would not work, he would begin kicking and hitting him with all he got.
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Post by ®onnie ®ude on Jan 15, 2008 2:00:01 GMT -5
Dino Kordango looked in awe at what remained of his guitar, the wooden remains fluttering around, reminding him of what his cherished possession was before being obliterated. And left on his thumb was a single splinter that trickled a droplet of blood, watching as it hit the floor as soon as another laser withdrew from the black ball. When the laser finished transporting Ren Vritra it seemed as if Dino took advantage of the distraction. He had fled immediately into the hallway, performing a crude roll, jump and dive that hopefully would put him out of harm's way. Luckily, enough for this newcomer, the impostor, posing as Ami Ryousuke, hardly even considered him a threat. A laugh was then heard, sounding rather cold and harsh, and spawned from the depths of Ren's throat. He wasted no time in becoming acquainted with the other gantzers after seeing the text that was displayed on Gantz. In his hand he wielded his 50 calibur handgun, aimed it at the first female he saw and fired. The bullet whizzed through the air and barely missed James Bunnark's ear as he shouted, "What the hell is this?!" obviously understanding nothing and barely being answered by the crossfire, instead of by one of the veterans before him. Ren's flying projectile then hit its mark. Its intended target being suspiciously accurate to exactly what Gantz had vaguely described. Perhaps, the fact that Zerojii had fallen on and was now covering Mako as well as the fact that Jomo was a chimp that helped Ren determine which target was the one to shoot. Either way, little of that mattered as the bullet unleashed a crude sound as it was then seen smacking into the girl's brow. The impact caused her head to jeer off to the side as if she had just been knocked senseless. However, the bullet did not penetrate and could now be seen sticking to the forehead of Ami. Her eyes widened before a frown stretched across her face and her suit began to crackle with green electricity. Thus, realizing that someone had dared to try to shoot at her, especially when she wasn't paying attention and by a 'nobody' to add to that! The single bullet was then plucked from its magnetic like attraction to her head, glowing and seeming as if it were being controlled if watched by the trained eye. Her gaze then shifted to Ren's direction, the person who had shot at her. In front of his laughing form a laser began constructing something on the floor. 'You can have this back now...' The mime alien spoke, taking advantage of it's convenient use of telepathic speaking. Montezno saw what was about to take place and snapped in Ren's direction. “Get down!” He shouted, but was too little too late. Suddenly, the bullet was forced backward by the mime alien's temporary invisible wall, sending it in Ren's direction. If not for the certain scientist, Jira Iminachi, who unfortunately materialized in front him; Ren probably would have been dead and in her place, instead of staring at her skull erupt in meat chunks before his eyes. As he was treated to this his laughter seemed to die off and several crude particles of brain matter entered his mouth. "Now that's better. Killing some helpless girl isn't my style. But this on the other hand..." Kiba stated, readying his katanas after witnessing what the target was capable of. Meanwhile...Yama-Yamagata, unlike Theodore and Justin was observing what else was happening in the room. While witnessing so much happening at the time, he stood aside, seeing how Theodore reacted to Justin's previous statement and allowing everyone else to settle whatever was going on by themselves. "What did you call me?" Theodore asked, demanding an explanation from Justin for why he was being referred to as 'big head'. None was given. "Motherfucker!" He shouted, lifting his arm in an attempted uppercut as the suit reacted to his emotions and supplied him with added, visible muscle. Justin scoffed at the motion he easily read for an intended uppercut with Theodore's right fist, but it had came so quick that the already overzealous newcomer was barely able to avoid it with a side step to his unguarded left. A moment late and Justin would have had his jaw shattered and his entire being and more as a mere stain on the ceiling above. Looks were deceiving and as the fist flew past him it was obvious that some outside force or divine intervention was making Theodore a lot more agile then he should have been. Theodore would then feel Justin unleash a stiff roundhouse to his gut, causing Theodore to bend over more from a loss of balance then the slight pain he was feeling. Now bent over, Justin followed up with a front kick to his head, bringing him back up, then as his body rose he felt a sidekick into his chest and stepped backward, leaving a slight distance. Sweat began to pour from J's face as he began to feel a slight pain in his educated feet that had previously collided with Theodore. It was like he was hitting a brick over and over again! As Justin caught a quick breath, Theodore shook off the feeling of being tossed about. Justin then took a few steps forward and jumped to deliver a dropkick to his opponent's face that fell short and grazed the man's chest enough, so that Theodore lost his balance and fell into Zerojii. It seemed like Theodore had just gotten his ass handed to him, but in reality, Theodore had just been out maneuvered in this case. Justin on the other hand, who could barely stand to one knee, would need to take a break from before attempting to pursue another fight with the 'Con-man'. His legs felt as if he had pulled a muscle and were already beginning to suffer the effects of hitting a wall. Apparently, the wall always won. While grasping his leg with his left hand, Justin brushed off the sweaty fatigue on his nose with his thumb, looking similar to Bruce Lee as he gasped out, "Damn..ha...ha?" Justin would then feel a X-gun side with the back of his head. “Damn straight...I killed you. Why are you still fucking breathing?” an all too familiar voice stated unto him, but this time he could actually understand her and vice versa. Though, it seemed as if she hadn't noticed this. Yama-Yamagata would then see her glance at him with shock before that look shifted to one of remorse, but only briefly. “Matsuda.” She stated. At the same time...Despite the previous sounds of gunfire, death and now random newcomer banter the scene in front of the black ball was quiet as Jira's now headless corpse, fell onto Ren Vritria. Zerojii then regained his composure and got up quickly, relinquishing his burden on Mako's small frail form and realizing he might have a chance to catch the target off guard. His attempt to attack the alien was then cut short as Theodore fell into him, causing him to stumble off to the left and drop his katana as Kiba joined the collision, proceeding to step on Theodore's face and fly head first into Zerojii's hip. The end result showed the two gantzers in crumpled heap on the floor with Zerojii's katana at the alien's feet. “For fuck's sake...” Montezno stated almost in disbelief of how horrible and uncoordinated they were. The Ami alien then glanced down at the katana and smirked, readying to make a replica of her own, but was stopped abruptly when she was entangled by the cables of Jomo's Y-gun. As this happened, Bobbie, the crow teleported in and landed on the Gantz ball. At first he was about to broadcast what he had witnessed outside of Gantz, but the sight of Ami bound like an animal immediately put his boast on hold. “If this is some sorta sick fetish...”Bobbie began. He then sat helpless to witness Lance jump from where he was seated, extend his katana and perform a devastating upward slash that split the impostor in vertical halves. “Lance, no!” Bobbie screeched as the blue blood sprayed on the new pleasantly plump arrival, Jou Jouichi. “Wooooow...heeey, why'd ya go n' kill heeeer?” He asked in a very annoying Osakan accent whilst blinking past the blue gooey blood sprayed on his face. On the Gantz Ball the previous text was removed and replaced by Lance's scoring... g00d hUn+!nG(!) "5!r L@nC3-k!ll-@ l0+" 15 p+5 70 p+5 f0r +3h w!n +h3r35 h0p3 f0r j00 y3+.
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Post by The Merc on Jan 15, 2008 2:55:35 GMT -5
Lance stared at the ball, for the first time actually realising they got points for killing and then shifted his gaze back to Montezno.
"So what if I've been here for only two deployments? Where were you? Dead most likely. I think that combined with what just happened serves as a point. You fail to listen to the controller, and thus you died. I listened, and thus I was rewarded." Lance spoke calmly, as if killing some girl was common business. "Now then, this serves my point, follow the emotional dead man over there, or follow the controller, and side with me. What just transpired is evidence of what I said. He will get you killed." Lance spoke louder, to ensure everyone heard him before he moved to Bobbie.
"What happened? We killed a target. Now we must prepare for deployment." Lance responded to Bobbies screechings. Lance ignored the death around him, he went over to the far wall, that held the entrance to the hallway, and observed the room from there. Waiting to see what the additional targets would be, waiting to see who will join him, and who will join Tez, and depending on that, Lance would also have to speak with Theodore.
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Post by nishi on Jan 15, 2008 7:40:10 GMT -5
Michael couldn't help but cock a grin at the now dead girl who had been killed by a bullet without a gun, as serious as someone dieing is the fact that she was killed by a bullet WITHOUT the gun was fucking hilarious in his mind. When the infected mouse had been 'removed' Michael walked over to the dead girl's body and swirled two of his fingers in her blood on the floor before moving his hand to penetrate her newly added whole in her head, which lead to his grin only growing. "I guess she needed to show up right her like she needed a hole in the head."
Once again Michael wasn't talking to anyone else in particular in his low tone. Michael looked over to the ball and noticed that some guy got some pts. "Whats that? Pts....Is this some kind of live action Man Hunt type of snuff film or something?"
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Post by Tame on Jan 15, 2008 13:34:06 GMT -5
Anthony jumped a foot as he heard the gunshot go off, then watched what conspired next; the bullet hitting the mime, being returned to its owner, and then finally it hitting the newly-transported Gantzer. He heaved, nearly being sick as he saw the girl's head explode, and turned away instinctively. He heard several noises going on and couldn't help but look across at the body of Ami's clone where it now lay in two pieces, blue blood sprayed across the room, and at Lance standing over her, Gantz katana in hand, obviously the alien's killer.
Having read Gantz' new message he looked back down at the floor, still feeling slightly sick. That was yet another person he had seen killed today and it didn't help that she had only been feet from where he stood.
Forcing himself to look up, he inspected the room. It now contained two corpses, one of which he now saw a newcomer to be prodding. Anthony sneered, disgusted. He then glanced at another newcomer and recognised her as Makoto, the crazy girl who had threatened him last night. She was once again brandishing the x-gun she had somehow managed to get her hands on, this time threatening someone else.
Not thinking he could stand to see more bodies lining the room, he walked up to her, getting in close enough to her that he could strike a blow or grab the arm that held the weapon. If he was goimg to confront someone as volatile as she obviously was, he wanted to be able to take full advantage of the suit if needed. 'Hey, Makoto wasn't it?' he said, trying to sound friendly and hoping that would calm her, 'You wanted to know about that controller thing I had last night, right? Well, I can explain everything now, the answer's here.' He raised his hands, indicating the room. If she got the answers she sought then perhaps she would cool off, and perhaps he could get his controller back.
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Post by KßзŁŁ on Jan 15, 2008 15:19:02 GMT -5
Extremely pissed off at this point, Zerojii pushed Kiba off of himself roughly and got to his feet with an obvious look of contempt on his face. Walking to where his katana had dropped, Zerojii intended to pick it up and place himself in the corner behind the ball; the place he had originally wanted to be before the whole room had clusterfucked itself. He felt like exploding and beating someone senseless, but with so many idiots around, he didn't know who to blame.
Zerojii's anger welled up to the point where he could no longer contain it, but instead of punching someone, he began to speak loudly; angrily. "What did I say last time we were here? We are safe nowhere. We all know there's trouble after us; I'd really appreciate it if you'd all stop acting like this is some god damned summer camp and watch where the FUCK you're going from now on. I'm so fucking tired of seeing people get killed because they aren't paying attention. Either wake the fuck up and start looking around you, or stay the fuck out of the way so the rest of us can get the god damned job done."
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Post by Benry on Jan 15, 2008 15:36:53 GMT -5
Now really pissed, T-Bag's eyes could only see at the guy who had humiliated him. Getting up, his head red from anger and his veins clearly noticeable on his forehead, T-Bag would screamed "YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" before dashing with all his force at the guy who had assaulted him.
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Post by Virtuoso on Jan 15, 2008 17:06:07 GMT -5
Luke watched as Jira fell to the floor, dead, and thought he was going to be sick. He slid down the wall, his mouth moving wordlessly. He had never seen anyone die before, and this was almost too much. He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, not much had changed. No one else in the room seemed to be paying any attention to him, but perhaps that was for the best. The next few moments were all a blur, and in the end, there was another fresh corpse, as well as growing hostilities between a few others. The ball, Luke thought. The ball must be at the center of all this. He got up, bracing himself against the wall, and shuffled over towards the ball. g00d hUn+!nG(!) it said. Further evidence that this must be someone's sick idea of a joke. Luke looked back at the two guys from earlier, Montezno and Lance. It was obvious that they'd both been here before, but that was where the similarities ended. Montezno had seemed the more rational and was more concerned with avoiding the deaths of others. On the other hand, Lance, although perhaps acting a bit more rashly, had most likely saved many of them from Jira's fate. "Hey, you!" Luke called to Montezno, calmly but loud enough to be heard. "Mind telling me, and everyone else here for that matter, what the hell just happened?"
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Post by angryman101 on Jan 15, 2008 17:36:46 GMT -5
Once the noise had died down and things seemed calm again, Dino emerged from the room cautiously to observe what had happened. There was a dead girl with half a head crumpled on the floor and some sicko running his hands through it. Nothing he hadn't seen before, but still an unpleasant sight. He looked towards the girl who had smashed his guitar with some sort of invisible force....or what was left of her anyway. Blue goop seeped out of her halves and a fatty who had just beamed into the room was complaining because some of it had gotten on him. Another guy had yelled for one of the suited men to elaborate on the situation, and he waited for the exposition.
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Post by Defectron on Jan 16, 2008 1:44:19 GMT -5
"What the hell just happened?!" Kiba had started to attack the alien but several other people got in his way resulting in him tripping over something really big that was probably T-bags head. The next thing he knew the Ami alien was dead. As he got up he readied himself for any other attacks that might be coming. He had only half paid attention to Lances and Zerojis speeches. He didn't particularly feel like following either Lance or Montezno to be honest.
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Post by Al on Jan 16, 2008 16:31:49 GMT -5
Scott's attention had been diverted by Ren's shot from earlier, he had felt like he blinked and missed the entire event that was happening around him. When he came back to reality he related the room to something that seemed like a highschool classroom with a bunch of rowdy kids to him, something he'd never forget and the easiest thing for him to relate this to. Amidst all this he noticed Bobbie, and his speaking made him feel like he had goosebumps, but the thought of what happened to that girl who had just been transported is what his stomach churn and had been an image he thought he'd never get out of his head.
Scott was no longer alert, but his curiosity was running wild, he moved position towards the black ball to further expect it. The ball displayed what looked like something from an IM conversation to him g00d hUn+!nG(!) and p+5 were easy to figure out, but the rest he couldn't make out. He bent down next to it before knocking on it several times with his ear up to it to hear how hollow it was, not realizing this could agitate Gantz or if anything was in the ball to begin with.
He didn't even bother to decide on who to follow, as he was still worried about what was going on since he ame into the room, so began to get up and looked to Montezno. He decided to expand on Luke's question, despite it being pressure onto Montezno and might be offensive, that was what was he felt was needed.
"I keep hearing something along the lines of 'join me', but what IS actually going on to begin with? All I get is that I died and I'm alive now or some crap like that." Scott asked surprsingly composed despite how he actually felt about the matter. He tried the best he could to ignore the other things that were happening so he wouldn't be a pain in the ass to those around him, but a vein was pulsing on his head out of anger while he asked his question.
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Post by Ecker on Jan 16, 2008 18:30:06 GMT -5
James glanced, in the middle of that mist of confusion, two deaths, that made he fell in no time on the ground, throwing off all he ate on the lunch that day. It was a "little" sick too muck for him.
"Fuck, what is this? I hit the pavement in high speed, it looks like I'm dead but I'm not felling like it's true. Is this hell? ... I need to understand at least something.... Is this a fucking post-humous fighting championship with guns and such? What the hell!", thought to himself, as he stood up slowly and retained his composture.
"Please... Can someone help me? ... I can't understand nothing, this is too much non-sense to me now. I died? Is this hell? ... What is this?", said, not in a high volume, but quite noticeable, slowly and in a shy tone.
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Post by jjrev609 on Jan 16, 2008 22:38:49 GMT -5
The hell is this guy made of? Justin thought as he rubbed his leg. However he had no time to tend to his injury as T-bag ran at him again.
"He never thinks does he?" Justin said lowly followed by a sigh. (OOC: I'm assuming my left knee is the one that's up) Justin's plan was to move his head away from the gun to line up Makoto's arm with his right shoulder, grab her wrist with his left, pull her forward enough to see her back, and push her in her lower back toward T-Bag. After he pushed her he would roll backward to create more distance in case T-Bag were to try again.
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Post by natewolfman on Jan 17, 2008 11:07:01 GMT -5
It was apparent that Justin did know a thing or two about fighting, his skills seemed great, but now Matsuda had the advantage, should they fight again he has the upper hand in seeing how he fights. Then something unexpected happened. "Makato..." He said in a low voice obviously stunned. He was going to speak further when he saw her look away, an oddly remorseful look on her face... a look he hadn't seen in probably years. "you... you didn't... no you couldnt..." He didnt know, he had assumed that somehow that damn magician had killed him, but it didn't make sense, all th creatures were in front of him... He remembered back, a suddenly extremely painful headache for a brief moment then darkness... 'it all makes sense... but would she really?' Alot had happened but his loyalties were still in place, when he saw Justin make a move to harm his ex. leader Yamagata instinctively took a step forward to stop his movements, he wasn't sure what had happened but for now, he still had to protect Makato! Matsuda was more then ready for Justin to attack him back and watched carefully for a return assault ready to counter anything that was given but his first priority was to stop an attack on Makato
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Post by gattsu on Jan 17, 2008 22:21:57 GMT -5
The corpse fell on Ren's body spattering bits of Jira's brain into his mouth that he quickly spit out onto the floor. She gushed blood rhythmically almost as if the entire moment where being played on some VCR inside Ren's mind in slow motion. Jira blood stained the front of his chest with blood, before moving ever so slowly down his body to the floor. Her neck was lying at his feet smearing the side of his boots, he picked up her corpse and gently held her... as if he was saying sorry.
Ren pressed play on the little VCR inside his mind, and suddenly the world began to move again.
As Micheal Hiens dipped his fingers into the blood that gushed from Jira''s corpse it looked like he was touching cranberry sauce... Obviously he intended to dip his hands into the corpse... Necrophilia, maybe. Whatever he was trying to do though it pissed him off. Ren let go of Jira's corpse, Fluidly grabbed Micheal's arm forcing it behind his back while shoving his leg into his spine bringing his wrist into a lock... if he tried anything he would break his wrist then his arm.
Ren smiled, his tone was almost pleasant"Sorry about the kid, Mr, and Ms. I'll do what I'm told, she just saved my life, and well I can't have some horny teenage boy defiling her corpse can I.. Why the fuck am in Tokyo, and why are bullets suddenly ping bong balls. Frankly when I shot her I was expecting it was all some joke, and you'd kill me. Strange I guess, but now I think I want to be alive."
He paused, looking up "So tell me, what are the rules leader 1, leader 2, Leader 3, leader 4 in a place that I'd like think is purgatory in Tokyo."
Ren then stopped smiling, his voice taking on a hard, caustic edge "One last thing guys, if that black ball told you to rape her dead corpse would you do it?... Mr. I'm the greater good, what if someday it told me to kill you."
OCC: Note: he would of learned self defense moves since his line of work is rather dangerous, and assassination would require various training in self defense, but his strong suit would still remain in guns. Since he saw the Tokyo Tower in the background he would speak Japanese. None of his actual thoughts have any of the names of the Gantzers in his head. And of course all my actions are written in the attempting state of mind.
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Post by ®onnie ®ude on Jan 23, 2008 3:30:04 GMT -5
Lance Fredrickson stared at the ball, realizing for the first time that they actually received points for killing aliens and then proceeding to shift his attention back on Montezno, who still had his eyes on the Gantz ball as well as periodically on the girl Jira, who had also died some time ago when he wasn't aware. "So what if I've been here for only two deployments? Where were you? Dead most likely.” Lance began, catching Montezno's attention and making him turn toward him. 'Who the hell does this guy think he is? This isn't about killing each other! Its about killing aliens and...even if she was an alien...being that quick to kill someone especially a girl for no reason is fucking ridiculous! He probably had no clue...' Montezno thought to himself as his eyebrows formed into a frown. “What?” He asked as if he thought he didn't hear him properly. “I think that combined with what just happened serves as a point. You fail to listen to the controller, and thus you died. I listened, and thus I was rewarded." Lance spoke calmly, as if killing Ami was business as usual. “Your fuckin' delusional...you just tried to kill that girl just because a fuckin' black ball told ya to do it. Not, because she was a damn alien...just because ya feel as if your exempt from being a human fuckin' being. These weapons don't give ya the right to fucking kill people...and I shouldn't have to feel as if I'm a fuckin' potential target around your ass.” Lance heard this and gestured to the other occupants of the room as if he were a candidate running for spokesman and potential leader of the Gantz Team. "Now then, this serves my point, follow the emotional dead man over there, or follow the controller, and side with me. What just transpired is evidence of what I said. He will get you killed." he spoke louder, to ensure everyone heard him. He then focused on Bobbie who tilted his head in confusion at the blue blood. "What happened? We killed a target. Now we must prepare for deployment." Lance responded to his confusion and screeching. “Ami was a-an alien...? Like one of those freaky midgets from last time? How the hell did it get in here?” Bobbie asked before glancing at the corpse of Jira along with Montezno and Jomo as Michael Hein ran his hand through her blood and the hole in her head. “God dammit Lance...her blood's red! She was pretty man...now she's just...just...damn!” Bobbie complained obviously not fully aware of the attention brewing in the room. "I guess fate needed her to show up...right here like...she needed a hole in the head." Hein stated rather sarcastically. "Whats that? Points....Is this some kind of live action Man Hunt type of snuff film or something?" he then asked, noticing the points and nickname Lance had received. Jomo began to palm her face with her hand at that statement. “No, see now that...that's exactly what I don't want. Were not here to kill each other and I'm not here to be your fuckin' leader...neither am I lookin' for another one. My leader is...” Montezno began only to trail off as he looked at the Gantz Ball. “gone...” he stated with a pause before continuing, “That means I could give a damn about each and everyone of you personally, but...that doesn't mean I'm going to sit by with a blind eye and let ya kill each other...not gonna happen.” When he finished speaking he glanced at Lance as if he were wondering if he had a problem with that. However, Lance ignored him and he went over to the far wall, that held the entrance to the hallway, and chose to observe the occupants of the room from there. Meanwhile...As he did this, Ren Vritra finally finished spitting the brain matter out of his mouth; it left a sour salty taste. When he regained his composure he looked down to see Jira's blood on his boots and Michael Hein who appeared fascinated with her corpse. When he saw what had become of her he couldn't help, but pick up her corpse and gently held her, paying his respects and showing that he truly was sorry for what had happened. Though, his tribute to her was short lived as he noticed the boy, Michael Hein still bathing his hands in her blood. Seeing this made him think to himself, 'A necrophiliac, perhaps...fucking...weirdo.' Ren fluidly reached to grasp the arm of Michael Hein and as he did this he placed it behind the teenager's back while shoving his leg into his spine, but as he attempted to do so his free leg still present on the floor lost its footing do to the blood on the floor. This caused him to slip forward, bringing the arm along with him in an awkward way that broke the bone of Micheal's arm at the shoulder. Ren would then instinctively let go of the broken arm, leaving Michael Hein to to tend with his injury as his face was pressed into the floor. Ren's face, showing a sign of slight remorse as he spoke, "Sorry about the kid, Mr, and Ms. I'll do what I'm told, she just saved my life, and well I can't have some horny teenage boy defiling her corpse can I-Why the fuck am in Tokyo, and why are bullets suddenly ping pong balls? Frankly, when I shot her I was expecting it was all some joke, and you'd kill me. Strange I guess, but now I think I want to be alive."Scott Rhymer then nodded as well, focusing on Montezno and Lance, “I keep hearing something along the lines of 'join me', but what IS actually going on to begin with? All I get is that I died and I'm alive now or some crap like that." Scott asked surprisingly calm and calculated, despite how he actually felt about the matter. He tried the best he could to ignore the other things that were happening so he wouldn't be a pain in the ass to those around him, but a vein was pulsing on his head out of anger while he asked his question. "Please... Can someone help me? ... I can't understand what's going on, this is too much nonsense for me to possibly make sense of. I died? Is this hell? ... What is this?"James Bunnark asked shyly as well. Then last, but not least, as Luke Lloyd thought, 'The ball, the ball must be at the center of all this. With this in mind he stood, bracing himself against the wall, and shuffled over towards the ball. He had seen two corpses, one with red blood another with blue and now a boy lay on the floor with a broken arm. He needed answers so he looked toward two of the obvious veterans; Montezno and Lance Fredrickson fit that description. "Hey, you!" Luke called to Montezno, calmly but loud enough to be heard. "Mind telling me, and everyone else here for that matter, what the hell just happened?"“Alright...alright! Jesus Christ...I tend to forget how confused I was when I first came, ya know?” Montezno stated, faking as if he were possibly in a good mood, but wasn't at all. “When the ball opens, yes, when it opens...it should pretty much shed some light on what ya need to know...” he explained on before glancing once again at Lance and adding, “Whether or not ya listen to what the ball tells ya is entirely up to you and you alone...” Meanwhile...."What the hell just happened?!" Kiba moaned before he was pushed off of Zerojii. Zerojii was pissed and he took little time to get to his to his feet with an obvious look of contempt on his face. Walking to where his katana had dropped near the alien's corpse, Zerojii picked it up and as he turned he would lately notice that Mako was behind him and they accidentally bumped into one another. “Is that the girl from last-Ow...S-sorry...” She apologized only to feel a hell of a lot smaller as she saw how angry Zerojii was. Zerojii's anger welled up to the point where he could no longer contain it, but instead of punching someone, he began to speak loudly and angrily. "What did I say last time we were here? We are safe nowhere. We all know there's trouble after us. I'd really appreciate it if you'd all stop acting like this is some god damned summer camp and watch where the FUCK you're going from now on. I'm so fucking tired of seeing people get killed because they aren't paying attention. Either wake the fuck up and start looking around you, or stay the fuck out of the way so the rest of us can get the god damned job done."“H-hey...I said was S-sorr-” Mako tried to state only to have a feeling sweep over her that prevented her from continuing. When she stared into Zerojii's eyes from this proximity she felt as if she were empty inside. Almost as if she didn't exist and when she felt that it made her begin to cry with a vacant expression in her eyes. “I don't know who I am...I feel like I have nothing, but the option to run.”Mako stated ignoring the big risk she was taking by saying this to Zerojii. It was as if she was no longer in control of what she was saying. During that time...'The hell is this guy made of?' Justin thought as he rubbed his leg, refusing to allow himself to worry much about the fact that Makoto's gun was pointed at his head. "Makoto..." Yama-Yamagata said in a low voice to Makoto, obviously stunned. He was going to speak further when he saw her look away, an oddly remorseful look on her face... a look he hadn't seen in probably years. "You... you didn't... no you couldn't..."Makoto was speechless. "YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"Suddenly, Theodore stood with red in his eyes and pulsating veins in his forehead as if he were a berserk bull. He then proceeded to dash with all his might at the guy who had out maneuvered him. "He never thinks does he?" Justin said quietly followed by a sigh. Justin then took action as he noticed that Makoto had been somewhat distracted by Yama-Yamagata. Though, when he moved his head to the side and attempted to grasp Makoto's gun, his arm was already grasped by none other then Yama-Yamagata. When Makoto saw That Yama-Yamagata was helping her even though she just killed him she immediately felt guilty for what she had done. Her face softened, but as soon as it did she noticed Anthony had walked in front of Justin and unfortunately in Theodore's path. “Hey, Makoto wasn't it?” he greeted, trying to sound friendly and hoping that would calm her, “You wanted to know about that controller thing I had last night, right? Well, I can explain everything now, the answer's here.” He raised his hands, referring to the room. If she got the answers she sought then perhaps she would cool off, and perhaps get his controller back in the process. When Makoto heard this not only did it sound like 'he was speaking her language' on terms of what she was interested in knowing, but the fact that she could understand him also helped calm her down some. She had been moments away from lowering her gun, but it was far too late and the inevitable took place. Theodore collided into Anthony and Anthony fell into Justin, Yama-Yamagata and Makoto. Back near the Gantz Ball...Montezno glanced at yet another collision that took place in the room. It was getting pretty ridiculous and he wasn't quite sure how many times Jomo would hit herself in annoyance. It was beginning to sound painful. However, then is when another laser withdrew from the ball, shaping the figure of a girl that everyone had expected to be dead. This girl was Ami Ryousuke, clad in her gantz suit with a camera and parchment in her arms. She appeared to be crying just like the previous Ami had been doing too. “Ami!” Bobbie shouted flying over toward her before halting as soon as he noticed the tears in her eyes. Was she real?
Or was she just another alien?Montezno recognized the camera she was holding had been the one Jomo-mo-mo had previous pilfered from Tomoko before giving it back. This caused him to glance the chimp as wondering if she were thinking the same thing he was. “Jomo wants answers!” The chimp gestured in sign language to the girl. Suddenly...A catchy, Japanese, exercising song echoed out from the black ball, ♫"A NEW MORNING HAS COME, A MORNING OF HOPE. HERE WE GO, ONE, TWO, THREE!!"♫
On the ball another message with green letters appeared replacing the one that displayed Lance's previously awarded points. "j00r 1!v35 h@v3 3nD3D. h0w j00 u53 j00r n3w1!v35 !5 3n+!R31y ^ +0 ^^3. +h@+'5 +h3 +h30Ry, @nyw@y5." The message soon disappeared to be replaced with another. "! w@n+ j00 @11 +0 !nV35+1g@+3 +h!5 @r3@."Name: pU^^pk!n p@+<h Characteristics: n0 l0ng3R <0RNy, 0ld, f@^^!l@R & 5p00kY Likes: 5uN5h!n3 & g00d f3R+!l!z3R Dislikes: dRY 53@50n5 & b3!nG @b@nd0n3d Favorite Phrase: "Nu++!n @-^^@!z3-N h3R3(!)"Then then the ball began to steam a bit as it shot open revealing two compartments that held 6 X-Guns, 6 Y-Guns, 12 X-Rifles and controllers and inside suitcases for everyone. When this was all took place, Dino emerged from the room cautiously to observe what had happened. From there he would witness the ball steam a bit a bit as it shot open revealing two compartments that held suitcases, controllers, and three types of guns. He'd also see one of those compartments hit Luke Lloyd in the shin, causing him to fall back and away from the ball. Inside the ball was a naked girl with black hair and red highlights hooked up to various equipment... Not only now was there this, but also the previous talking crow, a sign language gesturing chimp, a corpse of a alien girl with blue blood, the corpse of a girl shot in the head, two veterens disputing and the suddenly alive and well copy of the dead girl with blue blood. This couldn't possibly get anymore weirder... However, despite Lance now being to his left at the entry into the hallway; to his right had been Jou Jouichi who held out a sandwich to him that was coated in a thick blue blood. “Ish gooooooood...have some!” He offered in his slow Osakan accent. Whether or not he would take him up on this offer he also heard what sounded like a door in the back unlock and slowly creak open. Inside that room were 2 Monobikes and 5 katanas.
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Post by KßзŁŁ on Jan 23, 2008 4:15:39 GMT -5
Zerojii shortened the blade of his katana until it disappeared into the hilt, then placing it into the holster on his right thigh. Reaching into the box, he pulled out an x-gun with his right hand, and a y-gun with his left. He placed the y-gun in his left thigh's holster, and replaced it with a controller. Examining it, he pressed the large button on the left that had seemed the only button worth pressing before he'd been hit by that truck.
Most people seemed to be ignoring him, even after his verbal outburst. He was tense and nervous; he felt as though even though people were ignoring him, they wanted to use him. The puppet master had left him without the ability to trust, and he felt nearly overwhelmed by the feeling that he needed to escape. He felt as if he were surrounded by fools, left with no one to trust; almost as though he were all by himself. At the same time, however, he felt alive; people were ignoring him, and he felt as if he could kill any of them without a moment's hesitation.
Zerojii felt awake; he didn't know why, but he felt as if he could murder any one of these people without them being able to fight back. As instinct filled every facet of Zerojii's being, he tried to shrink away from those around him; to make himself small. He wanted them to ignore him forever, so that he could go about his business in complete secrecy.
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Post by The Merc on Jan 23, 2008 4:20:40 GMT -5
Lance smirked, seeing how everything played out, simply according to one of his preconcieved scenarios, but not the one he wanted. Lance closed his eyes, taking in the audio of everything that happened before opening his eyes again, he wouldn't continue to try and turn everyone to his side, instead, he would start putting his aces into play.
"What made you think I started thinking we had a right to kill humans when I gained this gear from the controller?" Lance began to respond to Montezno, not in an entirely audiable tone but one loud enough for those that would try to listen to him, could hear. Lance's eyes shifted to the newest entrant to the room, Ami.
"So the real one has arrived." He muttered to himself, he finally raised his voice to one that he thought would make Montezno hear him as he approached the ball. "I believed I could kill people for a long time. It is a natural part of humanity that we are capable of easily taking the life of others. From a child simply curiously plucking the wings off the back of a butterfly, to a crazed lover shooting those who would mean harm to their affection. I offer my services to the highest bidder. I am a mercenary. That is all." Lance stated, still no emotion entering his voice. His gaze shifted to Ami once more briefly, as he reached for an X-Rifle, while sheathing his sword in his empty pocket, his X-gun being in the other pocket.
"You had asked, before your absence, if I had ever loved. I will make it clear now that I have not felt a single emotion ever since the painful induction into my world." Lance then shifted his eyes around the room. "Everything is business as usual. We are about to be deployed, to kill the target nominated by the controller, this is how our world is as of now on. Death, emotions has no place in this world. Theodore, your status has changed, come see me for a new contract. Memory Man, come see me for an affirment of faith." Lance finished before facing the ball once more.
"Begin my deployment, Controller." Lance stated, waiting for the inevitable transportation to the field of battle to begin.
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Post by Tame on Jan 23, 2008 5:51:57 GMT -5
Just as it looked like Makoto was mollified, something collided with Anthony, sending him falling onto her and the other two guys that had been near her. It felt like he had been charged by a bull. From their tangled mess on the floor, Anthony noticed it was the so-called Con-Man that had charged into him, evidently aiming for the guy he had fought just moments ago.
He picked himself up, and chose to ignore the Con-Man and his anger issues, because something more important had happened; the ball had opened and the target was being shown. Last time, this information had been almost entirely useless, but he read it quickly nontheless, taking it in for what it might be worth. Then he hurried over to the open ball, glancing at each of the two corpses now and then, as if some morbid force drew his eyes towards them involuntarily. Taking out a controller, an x-gun and and x-rifle, he put the first two in each of his large coat pockets and held the rifle in his hands.
Anthony turned around so he faced Makoto and said to her and the two guys he had also fallen onto: 'It sounds ridiculous, but in a moment we have to go out and hunt aliens. These are the weapons we need to do it. Grab the case with your name on and put on the suit inside it; it'll protect you. I'm wearing mine underneath my clothes at the moment.'
He said this in a clear, serious voice that anyone close by could also have heard. He thought it about as concise an explanation as he could have given for newcomers, and while he waited for Makoto's response, he thought about the power conflict that was going on in the apartment.
Anthony never followed a rigid moral code, he just did what was right in different situations based on how he felt about them. If Gantz told him to kill an alien, he'd do if it meant not getting killed. If Gantz told him to kill a real human, he didn't know what he'd do. He'd decide if that time came. He also didn't care if he worked under Lance if it meant surviving. Anthony wasn't an alien himself so he didn't see any reason for Gantz wanting him dead and there was strength in numbers.
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Post by nishi on Jan 23, 2008 9:35:56 GMT -5
"AHH YOU STUPID FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Michael yelled out as his face was in the pool of blood, he banged his head against the floor a few times to try and get his mind off the pain, the whole time he continued to yell out. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"
Michael sat up trying to take hold of his arm which only sent another jolt of pain at him. He winced and pulled his hand away quickly glancing at the guy who did this to him while continuing his thoughts. 'THAT FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! I'LL FUCKING KILL HIM! FUCKING KILL HIM!'
The pain in Michael's arm began to dull as his anger built, his whole arm was starting to feel numb, even trying to move his fingers was rewarded with pain. Michael gritted his teeth as he looked around for something to kill the stupid insect who caused him this pain. Thats when he noticed the ball was open and there were some kind of toy guns. Michael stood up giving the guy who broke his arm a glare and then turning his attention to the ball once again. He walked over to it as best as he could wiping tears from his eyes to get a better look. 'I'll fucking kill that piece of shit.'
But even as Michael thought it he knew it couldn't be done, not here, not with all these people with weapons around, especially since there were so many self rightious fucks walking around. As Michael went to reach for a gun with his good arm he noticed the girl in the ball, he went over to the side to get a better look. 'Not a bad piece of ass.'
There were what looked like cases in the back, Once again he couldn't do anything to this girl because of those assholes so he decided to remove the case with his name from the rack and open it as best as he could with one arm, inside was some kind of black gimp looking suit that some of the other people in the room seemed to have on as well. 'How the fuck did they have these on before the ball opened?'
Michael quickly tossed the suit over his good shoulder and picked up a big ass gun from the rack, it was kind of heavy but it looked like it could cause some real pain if it worked, and Michael didn't care how but he would find a way to pay back that ignorant fuck who did this to his arm. He went into the hallway setting the stuff onto the floor and taking off his clothes trying his best to get the suit on but he couldnt seem to manage to get his fucked up arm into it, he let that arm part of the suit hang along with his fucked up arm. He took the rifle in hand and wondered how he would do it, how he would kill that fucking insect while the blood that was from the floor slowly began to drip from his chin.
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