I... May just have to make this into my own personal motto. I say, chap, that you and I would make a fine team in the field of assassination.That Guy Who Phails said:Sniper 4 life.
There is no other option.
Some say the best way to kill is to make sure no one even knew you were there, I say, the best way is to never be there in the first place.
I'm... Worried about you.Mackheath said:...You been playing too much FFXIII again?Kasurami said:I touch them, thus sending me into a transition. When it fades back, my target is standing on the other side of a small field from me. Both of us are crouched, prepared for battle. I choose the 'battle' and 'attack' options, and I jog across the field, punch him in the chest, before jumping back. Then, he does the same thing to me. This process continues for a few minutes until I use a mana potion to restore my Magic, and use this to cast 'Fira', dealing massive damage to my target. However, he has a Potion, which he drinks to restore himself to full health. I repeat 'Fira', only for him to drink the Potion again.
OT: In a hooded top and baggy jeans I wait on a bence, eyes searching for my prey. Seeing them walk bye is a hidden signal, a cry in a secret tongue. It tells me they are the next corpse on the pile. So I get up, head bowed and trainers making not a sound on the rain-soaked ground.
As he turns a corner, I feel the blade slide from my sleeve to my hand, eyeing the back of their head, heart quickened and mouth dried. I see every little detail; the shifting ripple of their hair, the whisper of their breath in the wind, the soft tred of their feet on the ground. I quicken my steps, blade keen in the night air. As we approach a side alley, I grab them, hand clamped around their mouth, and with a muffled cry I drag them down the alley, before slitting their throat. Leaving them on the ground, trembling and bleeding their lurid last, I take a deep breath, and leave. One more corpse for the pile, and one fleeting thrill.
...
Wow.
Just don't walk past his bench. It's his bench and he doesn't like when people walk past it...Malyc said:I'm... Worried about you.Mackheath said:-snip-
Well yeah, against Ghost-types, but apart from that...oplinger said:I bite him. ...Hard.
..What? Biting can be very effective...
DUDE!!! Don't do that when im trying to take a drink... Made me laugh so hard I almost sprayed mountain dew on my laptop.psivamp said:Just don't walk past his bench. It's his bench and he doesn't like when people walk past it...Malyc said:I'm... Worried about you.Mackheath said:-snip-
Huh, thats interesting... Any of them get published?Mackheath said:I write far worse than that in my short stories, so...*shrug*Malyc said:I'm... Worried about you.
As you wish. I also believe that discretion is the better part of valor.That Guy Who Phails said:Add me as a friend (if you must), and we will discuss this later.Malyc said:you and I would make a fine team in the field of assassination.
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Dude, only 100 mph? Thats weak sauce for the F-16. In fact, if you were going that slow, that plane didnt even make it there, it's spinning out of control because it STALLED. Now 500-700 mph, thats more like it.Witty Name Here said:I found breaking through the wall in an SUV and crushing them with it to be quiet effective.
But I have founded my own assassination method unique to myself in that I can only do it once since I will die if I do it.
I hijack an F16, fly it full speed towards where my target is jump out at the right moment with my fist aimed forward as I plummet like a torpedo to him. Then, as I am about to hit him, I scream at the top of my lungs, "FALCON PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWNCH!!!!" The resulting damage from me punching a guy in the face at over a hundred miles per hour should destroy him completely.