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"Just your average displaced Iriqouis descended ex-skater punk ex military guy. Christ, that's a mouthful. Now ehre did that freak go?"

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"Shit! You should try being a drug courrier."

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"me? I'M hurin. who the hells are you?" chantha have never been intimidated by magic, even magic as strong as that which this newcomwer seemed to weild. the only thing that ever really spooks a chantha is shadow demons. but they have good reason for that. the things are just EVIL,

irrtated by the incessant howling of the giant burnt, slashed, amputated bug-thing, hurin growled a few choice words and strode towards it. "gods, will that thing EVER shut the Hells up?! it harder to kill than an unwashed lederhosen sprite!"

with that he p[ounced upon the prone beast, hacking and tearing at it savagely, untill it finally wheezed it's last breath and lay still.

"gods, look at this mess! i hope ther is a stream nearby." hurin muttered, as he tried ineffectively to wipe the clotted blood from his garments. "what a mess.."

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"THANK YOU! That thing was really getting on my nerves."

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Drachen putsh is weapons away, walking over to pick up the discarded shotgun. As he bent to reaclaim it, a mostly blasted zombie laying on the ground besideit suddenly moved, clamping it's hand over his wrist.

Drachen jumped back with a yell, he left arm in the grip of the undead thing. Cursing loudly, he drew the pistol with he right and began emptying rounds into the things head, until finally, it grew slack and fell back to the ground.

"Bloody fuckin hell."

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"This is why I wanted to stay on the bus. OK everybody! Fun's over! Brainiac(in Black) you're invited. Mitsubishi here(Bishonenkami), and his one-man psychic friend network(Bandman2k) are going to find us some magicians, shamans, wizards, and nymphomaniacs to try to fix the bad karma issue we have between the respective Chi and Ki of our universes."

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He sighs. What idiots. But he'll go along with this chi and ki bullcrap.

"Sure. If you don't mind, myself and some friends were...uh...working on thus such problems. I believe I can close this thing, if we get enough power. There was enough power at my last workplace, but I don't think you'd want to go there."

He packs up his gear- and there is lots of it- throwing it in the back of the bus.

"I've got enough high-yeild weaponry in here to make Hiroshima look like a bad 4th of July show. Problem is, I need setup time and I need lots of juice. Let me just set up my scanning equipment..."

he happily babbles on, connecting wires, batteries and (when no one is looking) the bus to several machines he has running...


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"O.K. then."

[Band, you're the man with the plan. get with it.]

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To Mib:" If it is Electricity you need i can create that."

*Strstr*

The elemental turns into a tiny storm of lightning.

"there you go"


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*SHO looks at the lightining storm and sighs*

SHO: Your gonna need a lot more power than that.

SotN: Why, and how do you know?

SHO: Somethings got to advance the plot in this story, although I'm not 100% convince this isnt some kind of bad trip. Clay does have a lot of drugs on hand.

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"Yee your probably right and i must keep the food cold anyway so what shod we do now"

turns into ice form and forms another snowball in his hand this time its Clay that is the target for the snowball.


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OOC/sorry Band I'm doing this myself, we can't let things stall just because you have a life(presumably) and Bishi has a sucky connection./OOC

Band: "I think we need to go to... Seattle... and find..."

Clay: "A shrubbery?

Band: "No. The forces of order from the other world, and face..."

Clay: "The peril? :grin: "

Band: "No, the most powerful force of evil and Chaos in the known Universe."

Clay: "But Kurt Kobain is dead..."

Band: "I mean none other than..."

Clay: "NOOOOOO!!!!!"

Band: "YES! <font size=6><i><b>The Sinister Chris</i></b></font> and the Lamest Evil Clandestine Organization Ever! Or LECOE."

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*All heads turn toward Band, all are quiet.*

SHO: Are you kidding me?

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Band: <i><b><font size=6>The Sinister Chris</i></b></font><font size=-1>(tm)</font> has used the power of Cthulu, unleashed by the rift, to create an army of chaos, headed by Kurt Kobain the ¡Rock! Wraith.

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"Ar we going to fight The Sinister Chris?"


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So it would seem, which is cool, I mean hey he may kill us and scatter out body parts to the four winds, but hey what's life if there is no risk.

*SHO leaps onto the top of the van and puts on a banzai/rising sun red dot head band.*

Let's roll, to Seatle!!!

(SHO now only 25% sure this is not a drug enduced dream)

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"ARE YOU OT OF YUOR FUCKING MIND???!!!"

Drachen shakes his head and lights another smoke, kicking at a random zombie head lying on the ground.

"the Sinister Chris... we gotta take out that nutjob... oh this is not gonna be fun...oh well... fuck it... Hey Clay, we're gettin kinda crowded. Looks like enough folks to drive too. I'm gonna un chain the truck and drive seperately. I know you got a Cb radio in there. Channel 22."

Grabbing some extra amo and some snackage, as well as some of the equipment he got from Walmart, Drachen piles it into the truck, mostly behind the seat, the shotgun, sword and bow hanging from the rack behind the seat. Unchaining the vehicle, he revs it up and pulls up alongside the bus.

"Who wants to ride in here? Got room for one more."

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*SHO sits indian style on top of the van.*


Let's go kids, If we get there by 9 we can stop at Hooters!

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As the bus starts moving, the immune-to-motion-sickness scientist takes out a large construction paper pad- about 11x16, the cover says its 200 pages.

70 of those pages are taken up, apparently with the same equation, or variences of it. He takes out a pencil and begins writing.

"I hope all this theoretical shit works out..."


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hurin sat back in his usual seat, near the exit, and pondered what the man of clay and bandman had said. "sinister chris...lamest evil clandestine organization ever... what in hels is a kurt kobain rock wraith."

"i didn't knoe ghosts could be made from stone. the magic here is very odd." just as the questions began a circle hat would hve eaten hours of pondering without answers, the Dragon once again made it's prescence known.

"HUNGER, I." the statement almost had a plaintive note to it. was the Dragon actually unsure of it's hold on him? "dragon, not now." "LISTEN TO ME! YOU MUST! YOUR MASTER AM I!" hurin grinned at the note of panic in the beast's thoughtvoice.

"i don't think so any more. if that were true, you would have suppressed me and done your will, intead of talking to me." the old devil's silence spoke volumes. "there is something about this world that has reversed the control you had on me. that much is obvious. from now on you are MINE to command, old devil! get used to it!" with that hurin slammed mental doors shut on the dragon, locking it in a mental limbo.

he couldn't help grinning with a relief and freedom he hadn't felt for a very long time. and something else he felt, power, power over the creature which had made the past few years, and new power FROM the creature. the world had once again become a place of interesting possibilities.

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