We Are Our Avatars II Over. Done. Finished. Other synonyms for complete.

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Varger stands up and looks around the angular interior which sported many a blue light, evidence of the Active Faelon that ha dbeen the template for the ship. "Bartrand. You'll meet him when we get to Italy." He says.
 

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The helicopter explodes as well.

Beta lies on the ground and coughs. "Okay, you got me."

Epsilon looks at the crowd around Beta, and pulls out his SMG. "Fuck. You. All." he growls, and fires a burst, hitting Knife in the head, then Robert then he aims at Mia.
 

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OoC: Some new guys showed up (some skyrim characters and me as Laguna), Varger kidnapped Berethor, and... anything else, really?
 

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Knife respawns behind Epsilon, and simply stabs him through the chest. "Seriously, fuck you guys." He says, disarming the Delta and walking back to Beta.
 

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OOC: @Rosh, Varger got off with Berethor. Joel summoned the deltas and now we're about to finish them off.
 

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As the single gun shot sounds throughout the battle field, Joe's eyes widen as his flames extinguish immediately. "G-gamma..."
 

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mia jumped out of the way (mia could have jumped just a little too lat so she gets shot in the leg, im leaving it up to you tribly)
 

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Roland cuts epsilons head off.

Ferdinand sits down.

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Epsilon falls to a knee, and gets back up. "I'm no going doon that easy, ya bass." he growls, then headbutts Knife.
 

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Our patience grows thin mortal...
And thou will require our help far more then we require thee.
The group of mortals fighting thee march ever closer to thy doorstep. And one by one thy generals fall.
It shalt not be long before they reach thee, and when they do, there shalt be no room for the treaty table. They want thy head 'Cole MacGrath'
Now, think on it. Would it be benefitial to thee not, to hath immortal soldiers defending thy keep?