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    Default Re: Netherworld III: Final Judgment [In Play]

    Apologies, net access became a bit problematic.

    Secura stood atop the tall, communal building, arms held out, taking in what was becoming a cloudy, murky, but cool night. Breathing deep, she could suddenly feel a break in the chill. An unexplained warmth swept over. She cautiously turned. She could hear a crunching sound from the other side. A hand clasped the top of the building, and a flash of fire announced the presence of her guest, who vaulted atop the building in one motion. He was a tall, dark figure, underneath an aura of brilliant orange and blue flames. Secura panicked just a bit, head on a swivel for an escape. Her guest unsheathed a long, wickedly curved blade, darker than blackest night. As he began his slow, stalking approach, the latch to the roof opened, and a woman bounded up in a flash just feet in front of him. Her bronze helmet and shield glinted for a second as a hint of moonlight peaked through the clouds. "So, you've finally shown yourself," she said. "Things must be desperate."

    Beneath the aura, a small scowl adorned the intruder's face. The woman turned her head slightly, and whispered to Secura, "Jump. The fall will not hurt. This fight will be ugly." As she turned her head back, the intruder was already on her, weapon sweeping across. She raised her shield. The blade carved straight into it, tearing through like it was dry mud. It sliced into her left arm, but she withstood the agony to deliver her spear into his gut. He gave a mighty roar of agony, but did not pause, slicing his sword downward through the spear, cutting it in half. The woman gave a front kick to give herself distance. An unnatural black fluid issued from her wound. Her vision was going blurry.

    Earthling stumbled backwards. The intruder raised a hand, grinning through the pain. A great vortex of fire shot fom his palm and engulfed Earthling for good.

    Alive: 26

    Andres
    Autolycus
    Believer
    Beskar
    Captain Blackadder
    Chaotix
    Choxorn
    Classical Hero
    Dcmort
    Death is Yonder
    Diamondeye
    Johnhughthom
    GeneralHankerchief
    Glyphz
    Khazaar
    Renata
    Riedquat
    Robbiecon
    Secura
    Seon
    SoulBlade
    TheLastDays
    Warman
    Woad&fangs
    White Eyes
    Yaropolk
    Zack



    Killed: 10

    TinCow (N1)
    Tratorix (N1)
    Visorslash (N1)
    B_ray (N2)
    Reenk Roink (N3)
    Andres (N4)
    Ironside (N4)
    Romanic (N5)
    Double A (N5)
    Earthling (N6)


    Lynched: 5

    Arjos (D1)
    God Emperor (D2)
    Fluffy (D3)
    Askthepizzaguy (D4)
    White eyes (D5)
    Last edited by GeneralHankerchief; 08-14-2011 at 02:13.
    It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.

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