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Sikota Urinakano

Wonderful Sacrifices

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Harth lept into the air, summoning his diamonds underneath him again, and flew up high enough so as to be out of the radius of the buried one's power. "Foolish Buried One! Don't you know? If we don't kill you, the world will."

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(Neko has no idea what to post until someone notices her. Even though one of my abilities could make anyone pay attention to me, but everyone is fighting right now.

 

(I'm a bit confused too. : / Idk if I should continue making long posts.)

 

Seul found herself trapped in a liquid wall. She pouted as the tornado harmlessly flew past her.

 

The girl sunk her finger into the ground, smirking. "This isn't fuu~uun if you keep being a pacifist." her voice filled with sing-song mockery.

 

A black adder wrapped itself around Tornin's leg, sinking it's non-poisonous fangs into her flesh.

 

"Peek-a-boo!" she teased.

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Harth rose higher to avoid the reach of the no-longer-buried-one. He began casting diamonds down at him while shaking his head and tsk-tsking. For no reason, really, just for the lols. Let's bump the insanity up, shall we? Harth decided he would stop breathing for a few seconds.

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The liquified wall had just about melted, and Harth decided he was too bored to breath.

 

All the playfulness of Seul vanished in an instant."You want a real challenge, Alice?"

 

Sliding up her sleeve in an instant, thousands of tiny, poisonous snakes rocketed into the air, fangs agape.

 

"Dodge this, Harth." she scoffed while blowing a kiss.

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Drawing in a great breath, Harth said, "I don't need to." The diamonds came together into a sphere of razor sharpness. The tiny snakes hit the metal and cut themselves to shreds. Harth descended, alighted next to the snake girl, and began attacking: first with one large attack, then two half the size, then four, then eight, then keep multiplying by two until you reach two hundred fifty six attacks coming from all directions.

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As Seul's flesh ripped, it was revealed that she didn't have blood, but snakes inside her. They flew in haphazard directions, shooting poison at Harth.

 

Every blow was repaired by serpents mending each other, yet even they were being ripped apart by the blows.

 

" I.... won't die alone...." a whisper, barely audible, from a face barely recognizable.

 

And in an instant, a white snake shot out of her chest, constricting Harth's neck. He tried to slice it, but the beast was impenetrable.

 

"My last memento for this booo~rrring world" she hissed.

 

And in an instant, she sunk her fangs into his neck. A lethal poison, guaranteed to kill it's victim. And guaranteed to kill the host of the poison.

 

"Goodbye, Harth."

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Harth's hearing went first, so he didn't here the last thing the snake girl said. "Eh?" Then his movement went. And his sense of smell, and touch. His vision was last to go, lines blurring.

 

How did that song go again? Oh yeah:

Splat! Harth's head exploded.

Edited by NatronSpore

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Noah was hit by the diamonds only to see them turn to a shimmering liquid against him.

(There goes on of the people whose power could touch Noah)

He then sighed "I only wanted sweet solace." He bowed to the two now dead Alice. Spoke his prayers and continued his walk. Towards nothingness.

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(Organic, plasmatic, light, liquid, anything without solid substance or like a tree. In other terms, anything that is solid in nature)

Edited by Unto The abyss

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Grantham watched as two of the Alices killed each other. Now was a good time to advance. Grantham began his ground-eating walk toward the fighting, sword and shield at the ready. He felt ready. . . Ready to twist a sword in someone's wound.

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