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Feb 20, 2005 19:04:08 GMT -5
Post by Gogetenks on Feb 20, 2005 19:04:08 GMT -5
No, I don't have Windows XP... Too bad...
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Feb 20, 2005 19:13:44 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 20, 2005 19:13:44 GMT -5
Oh yeah, I see now. There's still some more grammar errors that YOU made but no problem. ;D LOL
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Feb 21, 2005 0:34:55 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 21, 2005 0:34:55 GMT -5
Action Time!
Chapter 6: No Escape
As Michael hurriedly left the Hotel a group of Quindores surrounded him. He paused for s moment and closed his eyes. He felt something wrong here...as if something had been changed... One of the Quindores moved closer to him and spoke, "So...you thought keeping a low profile for so long would make us think you were dead? It's not that easy kid, we know your secret...your immortality. And, our lord has a plan, if we cannot kill you then we will inprison you in Hell..." Michael opened his eyes then with such speed he was a blur, he jumped in the air and did a spinning kick sending all four Quindores flying backwards. He began running down fifth avenue then took a right on Carter street. The Quindores were still close behind him. "d**n...how can I lose them...?" He continued running when he ran in front of a car going 180 mph. He used his extreme speed to get in front of it then used his elbow to slam it back into the Quindores following him. The were all knocked back nearly 100 feet by the car's weight. He stopped at a Burger King and rested for a moment. When he turned around he saw something in the sky...he looked up and saw God's face... "You are failing your mission..." This startled Michael so badly that he fell back on his ass. LOL God still stared down at him, "Boy, did you just fall on your ass?" he asked with anger in his eyes. "Yes sir," Michael replied. "Don't get that booty messed up, I have agents calling me from Chicago while I'm getting makeovers and its all about 'Michael busted his ass' this, and 'michael busted his ass' that...ya know...just stop falling on your ASS please..." Michael was still frightened and shaking. A poodle walked over to him and lifted its leg and peed on him. God was turned away doing something on his computer but when he turned back he let out a low moan. "Awww...awww...come on! The d**n dog is takin' a leak on your ass..." God lifted a cigar into his mouth and sighed. "I'm...I'm sorry sir..." Michael apologized. "No...no..." God began, "It's not your fault...I let my dog Skip rape you while you were passed out after that kid shot you down...sorry" This enraged Michael and he stuck his head between his legs and began spitting on his ass. "NO! STOP! DON'T SPIT ON THE ASS! NOT THE ASS! ANYTHING BUT THE ASS!!!! STOOOP!!!" Michael stopped and looked up. "Keep your animals' semen out of my anal organs...no wonder I had diarreah..."
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Feb 21, 2005 22:58:21 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 21, 2005 22:58:21 GMT -5
OK for those of you who are still here with me on this forum reading this story...my above post was simply a joke... ;D I just wanted to have a little fun...hehe... AHEM! anyways, here's the normal one... Chapter 6: Arrival of Tulio, No Escape! *REALIZATION* As Michael hurriedly left the Hotel a group of Quindores surrounded him. He paused for s moment and closed his eyes. He felt something wrong here...as if something had been changed... One of the Quindores moved closer to him and spoke, "So...you thought keeping a low profile for so long would make us think you were dead? It's not that easy kid, we know your secret...your immortality. And, our lord has a plan, if we cannot kill you then we will inprison you in Hell..." Michael opened his eyes then with such speed he was a blur, he jumped in the air and did a spinning kick sending all four Quindores flying backwards. He began running down fifth avenue then took a right on Carter street. The Quindores were still close behind him. "d**n...how can I lose them...?" He continued running when he ran in front of a car going 180 mph. He used his extreme speed to get in front of it then used his elbow to slam it back into the Quindores following him. The were all knocked back nearly 100 feet by the car's weight. He stopped at a Burger King and rested for a moment. When he turned around he saw something in the sky...he looked up and saw God's face... "You are failing your mission..." This startled Michael so badly that he stumbled back off the sidewalk and was hit by an oncoming car. The cars velocity sent him flying almost 50 feet. He crashed into the ground creating a gigantic hole. "Ahh..." he let out a gasp and tried to breathe but he couldn't. He finally managed to begin breathing and got up. He felt his chest. His ribs were all cracked but he couldn't feel pain. Michael stood up and looked back in the sky but the face was now gone. Just as he began to turn and walk away, a fist smashed into his jaw crushing it like glass. Michael stumbled for a second then regained his balance. He felt his face with one hand, chunks of bone stuck out, blood drained from his jawbone which was halfway torn off. He suddenly found himself looking upon a very huge muscular man in a black and white tuxedo. He had a ponytail and a nosering. "I hope yer ready for a beatin' boy!" he yelled. The man shoulder charged Michael sending him flying backwards so fast he was a blur. He crashed into an electric sign and was electricuted. His body shook as electrical charges were transferred through his insides. There was suddenly a loud pop sound and Michael looked down to see hat his stomach had been popped open. He somehow managed to pull himself away from the electricity and fell to the ground on his hands and knees gasping for breath. "I'm sorry," the man said, "how rude of me not to introduce myself...I'm Tulio and today you die!" Michael stuck his hand inside his busted open stomach then got to his feet at once and stuck a hand packed with intestines in it . "I...I can't die...hahaha..." seeing that he had not frightened the boy, Tulio was enraged. He grabbed hold of Michael's throat with one hand and threw him as hard as he could. Michael flew all the way back until he smashed into a car, tearing it in two. Tulio practically ran over to Michael, lying on the ground helplessly, and jumped in the air, then came down on his spine. Michael just smiled as if nothing had happened. "You can't hurt me...I'm a Purity..." This angered Tulio further. He continued beating Michael over and over until Michael twisted around (Breaking himself in half in the process) and shot a ball of blue fire into Tulio's eyes. The large man stumbled back clutching his face and screaming for help. Michael fired another one into his ribcage knocking him back on the ground. He struggled for a moment, then died. Michael smiled once more and fell back onto the hard gravel...
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Feb 22, 2005 9:53:29 GMT -5
Post by blastoff on Feb 22, 2005 9:53:29 GMT -5
Neat ! But I guess it'll take like a month for him to get back to normal after being broken in two
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Feb 22, 2005 16:18:26 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 22, 2005 16:18:26 GMT -5
Neat ! But I guess it'll take like a month for him to get back to normal after being broken in two No not exactly... you'll see what happens in the next chapter...
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Feb 22, 2005 17:51:02 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 22, 2005 17:51:02 GMT -5
Chapter 7: Recovery
An image of a very tall reddish figure with horns all over his body and a long pointed tail suddenly appeared in Michael's head. The figures back was turned so he could not see his face. Screams of women and children being beaten and tortured filled the surrounding. Then, as it began to turn around, Michael saw its face. Long, sharp teeth, long pointed ears, and the eyes...those terrifying yellow eyes. Without hesitation, the 'thing' spoke... "Wake up...little Purity...wake up..." The words struck through his brain like a stake. He opened his eyes wide and jumped up but he couldn't. He fell back down and then stared up. There was a bald headed man's face. It was Scarth! He had rescued Michael! "Scarth!" he yelled with surprise, "what are YOU doing here!?" Scarth signaled for him to be quiet and held a finger to his mouth. "Be quiet..." Michael was suddenly confused again. "What do you mea-?" before he could finish, Scarth pulled back his fist and knocked Michael out. For what seemed like hours, he finally opened his eyes once more. This time, he felt a little strange...as though his body had been changed or something. He tried to sit up this time and succeeded. As he stood up he looked down at himself and saw that his cracked ribcage had been completely torn off and replaced with a large piece of flat metal. His busted jaw had also been replaced with a thick chunk of metal and his legs and torso were somehow melted together by hot metal. Michael turned to see Scarth sitting in a chair with his head between his knees. He pulled his head up and stared at Michael for a moment. "How are you?" he asked immediately. Michael looked at his new body once again then back to Scarth. "I feel...stronger," he replied. "Good. I was a little worried that you would end up in a colma but now that you're okay..." he began but then stopped and changed the subject, "so, you feel stronger?" "Yes." Scarth scratched his chin for a moment then got to his feet and began walking around the room. The room was dark but had a bluish tent to it that made Scarth look like he had been painted. "Well, let's see how much stronger..." Michael stared down. "Why are you doing this, Scarth, why?" "Because I want to help you, Michael, the way you helped me." "Me? Helped you? How?" he asked. "Nevermind," Scarth said, "you wouldn't understand yet." Michael walked over to him. "Yes, I would, just tell me man." Scarth hesitated for a moment then his cheeks began to quiver as if he were going to cry. "Almost 5,000 years ago..." he began, "An evil angel called Lucifer defied the almighty God and was banished from Heaven forever then sent to the fiery depths of hell. I was also an angel during that time and Lucifer demanded I help him in his schemes to take over the upper world known as Earth, for he prophesized that many years later the mighty God would fall to a power far greater than his. I refused and he attacked me. He was going to kill me...but then, a powerful warrior suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stopped Lucifer...his name was Leah Cim and he possessed incredible power beyond even the almighty God. I thought that afterwards when he had defeated Lucifer, he might also go looking for my lord because of what Lucifer had prophesized...he didn't. He helped me to my feet and took me back to Heaven. There, he told God of the events that took place in Hell and how he would look after those who are threatened by Lucifer...A day later he mysteriously died...you Michael...are his incarnation...and I fear that when the time comes once again for you to make a choice to either stand with God, or live a dark life filled with pain and suffering in Hell with Lucifer...you may make the wrong choice..." Michael was shocked, it had never occured to him that he would ever take such a meaning in the world...now he finds that he's more than that...His eyes were opened wide and he hadn't swallowed. "Michael? Are you all right?" Scarth asked. Michael blinked his eyes once then faced Scarth..."I believe you...I'll help you..." Scarth closed his eyes tightly and smiled with gratitude. "Thankyou once again...my friend..." A tear rolled down from Scarth's eye as he opened them. The two stared hard at each other for a long time just smiling.
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Feb 28, 2005 0:25:00 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 28, 2005 0:25:00 GMT -5
It's time...for...Chapter 8!!!!! Move in, move out, hands up, hands down, back up back up, tell me what you gonna do now, breath in breath out, hands up, hands down, back up back up, tell me what you gonna do now! Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (WHAT!) Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (UNGH!) keep rollin'! Here we go again homies...LOL Purity Chapter 8: The Chase Michael and Scarth had trained the rest of that night. Michael learned to get used to his new body. Strangely...every moment they faught seemed to weaken Scarth somehow. "Scarth, are you okay?" "I'm...I'm fine, its just that you've become so strong...since...last time..." Michael smiled and laughed. His laugh was now very deep and dark since his jaw had been replaced so his laugh sounded evil. Scarth looked up surprisingly and shook his head. "Always laughing..." he murmured. Scarth created a blue ball of fire in his hand and held it into the air. "I suppose you've just learned this technique, right?" "Yes, how did you know?" Scarth smiled and looked at the blue ball of fire in his hand. "Its called a Spirit Dorimu...I first learned it when I was about your age...me and my father...we would train like this...until..." He hesistated for a second then looked away, hiding his face from Michael. "Scarth, are you all right? What's wrong? What do you mean by until...? until what?" Scarth remained silent. Michael became angry and yelled, "Scarth! What do you mean!" Scarth turned around and screamed, "Until I killed him!" Michael was so astonished he couldn't move. Scarth gave an evil grin and said, "And you're next buudy boy!" Michael suddenly became angry and thought that Scarth had betrayed him. Scarth exploded in high-pitched laughter and lunged forward grabbing Michael in a neckhold and scratching his head. "I'm just kidding! HAHAHA! I don't even have a father! I'm a Luxson! Luxson's don't have fathers!" Michael just frowned. "That wasn't funny..." "Right...we need to get back to training..." Scarth's friendly face suddenly became fierce as he jumped into his Tae Kwan doe stance. He ran toward Michael and kicked him in the chest...at least it appeared to be...Michael did not move...his body suddenly became ghost-like, see through. Scarth felt something kick him from behind directly in the back. He was slammed through the wall and fell to the ground coughing up blood. "OK! OK! That's enough...for now..." Michael smiled with satisfaction. "I think you're just becoming old, you burn-out..." Michael sat down and closed his eyes. Scarth frowned and screamed, "I am NOT getting old! Luxsons do not age after they reach the age of-!" A powerful blast of some kind completely lit up the entire room and a group of Quindores appeared in every corner. They growled. "Oh no..." Scarth began, but one of them appeared right behind him and stuck its claw through his stomach. A gush of blood began pouring out. "What?" Michael asked. He could not see because he still had his eyes closed. "Michael...hel...hel..." Michael shook his head. "I know about hell Scarth, you don't have to keep reminding me about Lucifer and his fiery world..." Scarth became angry. "No! I mean...heeeelp!!!" Michael opened his eyes and saw that Scarth had been stabbed. "Oh..." he said. The room became crouded with Quindores all of a sudden. "uh-oh...we've got company. "Go Michael...I'll handle these here..." Scarth seemed to regain control of his body and didn't feel any pain. More of the Quindores appeared in the room. They smelled of dead rats. "Okay...follow me," Michael taunted. He jumped as high as he could into the air going through the roof and then landed on a passing semi truck. He stumbled and fell down and began rolling but a large foot with claws stopped him then kicked him in the side. He jumped to his feet as he was kicked and gathered two spirit Dorimu's in his hands. Before he had a chance to throw them at the Quindore, another came crashing down on his back. These Quindores seemed to be stronger. He jumped off of the truck and kept running until he reached the Middle School. He began running at nearly 65 miles an hour then jumped 50 feet into the air, lading on top of the school builidng. The creatures following him on hot pursuit. Michael McLaffin stood at the edge of the very top of the middle school building. Millions and millions of huge creatures with tusks sticking out of their mouths and razor sharp teeth surrounded him. He looked down once more then for what seemed like hours he suddenly jumped off with the creatures right behind him jumping off as well. Nearly 300 feet in the air now and heading straight down he landed on his feet crushing the gravel with such force that it flew back up into the air and hit the creatures. Four cop cars surrounded the parking lot and a group of officers emerged from the cars with their guns in hand. "Freeze! Kid! We don't want to hurt you!" Michael stood straight up now and slightly tilted his head. "Do it." He demanded. "What? Is this kid nuts?" one officer asked. "I said do it!" Michael screamed then leaped toward the group of officers. An enormous amount of bullets were fired. Time began to slow down somehow and Michael was able to dodge the bullets easily. One struck him on the arm but he pulled it out as fast as possible just as it was making its way through his skin. The sound of more gun chambers clicking was heard very clearly. He did have very good senses now and had gotten used to being blind. Michael's hearing ability had been increased greatly to make-up for his temporary blindness. Bullets were coming from every direction now, faster and faster. He swung his arm out as hard as he could. All the bullets were knocked away including the officers firing them. Everything returned to normal again. The creatures were just now getting back up from the gravel attack. They snorted and coughed very loudly. One of them grabbed a pole from out of the ground and came running towards Michael with it. He could hear the monsters footsteps getting closer as if a bell was being ringed. He quickly ducked as the pole was swung at him and then shot his leg out, tripping the creature to the ground then bringing his leg into the air and back down cracking its neck. They all paused and just stared for a moment. "We Quindores aren't supposed to be outmatched by a mere HUMAN! He must be playing tricks on us! This cannot-!" the leader of the pack screamed but was cut off by Michael's harsh voice. "Why don't you stop chasing me and give up? I'm sure all your soldiers would appreciate you letting them live..." There was silence after this and they all turned and began to walk away except for the leader. He grabbed for his pocket knife and threw it as hard as he could. The blade's whistling through the air hurt Michael's ears and instead of dodging the sound he covered his ears. The blade stuck through his shoulder and he let out a gasp. The Quindores smiled and let out laughs thinking that they had hurt him. Michael suddenly took his hands away from his ears and stood straight up with his arms crossed, smiling. "hehehehe...you didn't really think that would hurt me now, did you?" The Quindores began to back up, their eyes bulging. "What...are...you?" Michael smiled once again, "you'll find out soon enough..." He began walking toward the Quindores when a gigantic crack suddenly appeared in the ground blocking his path. "What the...?" Steaming lava began to pour onto the surface and a red figure appeared. "Enough!" he yelled. At the sound of his voice, everyone, including Michael was slammed back as if gravity had pushed them. The next chapter will be the last one...I'm sure you all know what its going to be about right? The final battle...thats right, Michael VS. Lucifer. Its going to be the most intense and longest battle in the story too. I'll start writing today around 4: 30 PM after I get out of school...for now, later dudes...
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Jun 8, 2006 3:12:58 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Jun 8, 2006 3:12:58 GMT -5
Bumping this so I can revise all the chapters and post them on another site, since all the originals I had were deleted when my computer crashed... wtf am I saying? lol nobody even comes here anymore! Hell, I could make this board my own spamtopia and maybe even discover the secret passwords to the admin board!!!! OH SHIZZIT DIS FORUM'S GONNA GET PWNED!!!!
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Jun 10, 2006 17:58:13 GMT -5
Post by SSJ4_Goten on Jun 10, 2006 17:58:13 GMT -5
O rly fool...........RLy!
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Aug 2, 2006 3:32:49 GMT -5
Post by SSJ4_17 on Aug 2, 2006 3:32:49 GMT -5
hmmm what the heck people still go on this forum?
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