A conclict in need of resolve.

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« on: November 29, 2010, 04:30:50 PM »

It happens often in a free form setting... People conflict over outcome. I need constructive feedback on these posts presented and tell me who is at fault.

16:51:56 Aristocratic Assassin [ The creature had begun to leak fluid, was it the blood of the creature? there was an explosion, whose concussion sent Lord Sesshomaru back head over heels, but not too much ground was lost from this. After a blast of energy, he was back upon the plane’s back again. The Aura had not been effected though, With a damaged fuel cell, it could not possibly keep up much longer in the thickened aura That held the engines back from their full potential. But had the lash upon the plane’s center more body hit? Not even lord Sesshomaru could tell before the explosion had knocked him back. It went down though, Down into the snow. Parts flew from the Plane, even that humanoid creature. His eyes narrowed. Was it a demon? He proceeded to slow form the pursuit speeds and lower down to the saturated snow to examine the wreckage. Glances were spared to the various parts of the bird which were gnarled to the point of no return, But what held his attempting more was the rag doll laying ◘

16:52:16 Aristocratic Assassin within the cold of the snow. Ripples of steam made their way form the long narrow nostrils of the Inu Yokai whom cast his gaze upon the unconscious for the longest time. He bend down and reached for it’s neck. Claws pushing into it’s furry pelt, just enough to cause the flesh to fall into mold of the talon like extensions to his fingers. It bled. He began to sniff. It wasn’t life blood, which carried the scent of inner organs, a lighter less distinguishable smell. He began to read it’s past, how? By scent. Subtle slow inhales followed by expelling huffs through the same passages. The interior of the cockpit, Back beyond that. Hints of what odors he picked up before the plane ride. Even emotion. The various levels of certain hormones within his brain. Was he perhaps devoured by that creature and remained intact for however long he was within it’s gullet? Sesshomaru did not know of the concept of vehicle over the rural devices within the far eastern earth. In his time set, he could not imagine the ideals ◘

16:53:00 Aristocratic Assassin of machinery and flight other than his own capabilities of it. However, he had purpose with this creature. The hand effortlessly suspending the creature within the air moved him aside before it moved; The great boa like appendage around his left shoulder uncoiled from it’s usual resting place and slithered along his body, prodding at it’s legs before coiling up the body slowly as if a snake seeking to bind something for dinner. He let go as the great limb reached the neck, a light coil around the body part to avoid unhealthy wobbling. At this point, it was held right against his back. As soon as the creature was secure, he was off. Where? Kichou Takara. In the same manner he had chanced after the great bird, he made for the city, Leaping over the wall ad zipping over the streets, over the heads of the frail little mooninites…. ]

17:03:14 Siggy growled softly, the world around him was slowly coming back, fuzzy, but it was coming back, he had a large gash in his head, his ears pressed down to his skull as he let out another soft growl, was he behing moved, yes he was being moved, it caused him to roll his neck, well his spine was fine, but now he was even more confused. Why was he moving, at these speeds of all things. "......was das bumsen" Which basically translated to what the fuck? His 02 mask still covered his muzzle. doesn't know what else to really post is kind of fucked -,-;

17:20:25 Aristocratic Assassin [ Within the plaza of that city he took the pilot of the bird. The royal plaza that was. The Creature was lashed out once again. Held in front of him in the grip of Mokomoko. At this point, the limb began to twist. The tip curling around his torso and the Second around his pelvic area for grip. What lay between these two points began to extend out form the body, causing its upper half to bend right whilst angled up; the lower half to twist left pulling it down. It would not be long before the sounds of popping membranes could be heard, tearing of skin and muscle. Perhaps a shock enough to wake it… Channeling his malice against the mortal race into this poor little canines body was it was pulled until the sheer strength of Mokomoko finally broke the bone and it’s body parted in opposite way, Intestine Sloshing out, the only true connection between upper and lower, If his heart still beat, blood would gush from the newfound opening. He would die soon now. Why perchance? The aorta was parted, ◘

17:20:42 Aristocratic Assassin and the body would lose it’s supply in less than a minute. The innards would be coated by the crimson waterfall. Other organs happened to topple out form the wound as well, the liver and the stomach all tangled within it’s guts and other things holding it into place. It was lashed aside, this creature, Thrown to the marble ground n it’s separate halves. (providing that nothing could interfere with the events unfold.) He began to walk away from the mess he made. Bloody Mokomoko once again returning to it’s spot coiled over his shoulder. Yet another deed perhaps to go biased in the name of a kingdom blind of scorn, perhaps not, the demon continued his walk, making for the main streets once again. The only memory he had for now was a maroon stained tail… still reeking of that creature’s stinking blood. ]

At this point, after confronted with this, he attempts to rewrite the last post of his.

17:44:57 Edward_Elric had peacefully been eating his bowl of fried rice. He had been waiting for something to happen at the Kirtean Embassy but it seemed nothing was going to happen at all. At least not for him. He grumbled and he finished his final spoonful of fried rice. Now Edward sat up and looked around. He heard something now. Some citizens were running now. "He's going to kill that little furry!!!" The Fullmetal Alchemist started to run now, heading for where the citizens had pointed to. Finally after some running, he would see a familiar face. This man had been there for the fight with the Homunculi. But even so he couldn't let this guy just kill. Edward clapped his hands now and touched the ground, the blue electricity of his transmutation going from the ground and heading right for this demonic man as a stone fist would shoot out, the quickness and strength of it punching this man and causing his grip on the furry to break and give the little thing a chance to live.--

17:45:14 [Edward_Elric] -- "Back off. I don't know the story but murder is not condoned here." He didn't even notice Mustang now as the alchemist stared at this demon.

[Please note, edward's post was not the problem, it is what happened before hand, I excluded it for simplicity's sake.]

17:51:39 Siggy fell to the ground, with a spat of blood, that was new, that was very new, he had felt like he was gonna be ripped in two, infact he could of sworn he heard his back pop a few times, but once more luck was on his side, and he took off, in a mad sprint, well, as fast as a wolf who had just survived a plane crash could go, he ripped his flight helmet from his head in mid dash throwing that to the side, his other paw drawing his Walther P.38 from his holster as he turned into an alley, he had no wish to get in this fight, he needed to catch his breath, to heal his wounds, and keep himself from passing out again. So what did Siegfried do? He sat down and lit up a cigarette, taking a deep drag before exhaling through his nose, then he stood and began to walk, further away from the square, hopefully to the outskirts, if he could make it to his plane, he could grab his survivial gear.....most importantly, the disassembled Mp40 he kept under his seat...

17:56:27 Aristocratic Assassin [ Was it dead? Had the circumstances that had all fallen into play so perfectly from both accounts actually happened the way they had up until that very moment? How couldn’t they have? The creature lay within the snow as limp as a young child’s doll. Perfect prey to be selected into the talons of lord Sesshomaru. Not struggling against Mokomoko as he flew into the reaches of the city. His arms were bound, his legs were bound. How could he possibly retaliate other than biting the furry appendage around him? It simply did not make any sense. He was as helpless as a mouse within the binding of a hungry serpent. But One of them had opened fire on him, As stated many times before, (once again for enlightenment’s sake) The demonic aura radiating form the Inu Yokai detected the energies of his transmutation. The Demon shot into the air now. Far quicker than the stone jaws could Clench upon any part of his form. Why had the arresting officers attacked him? This was a little confusing. Wasn’t he ◘

17:56:49 Aristocratic Assassin suppose to resist before force was used? It was all coming out a little muddled in the end. Back on the Canine in his grasp, Wasn’t he unconscious? Hadn’t he woken up within the bind of Mokomoko and failed to do anything of the sort? How could a paradox such as this occur? Perhaps if time was written back to the point when he regained consciousness, or even tried to take back the fact he was unconscious. No none of these things could possibly happen. How could he sprint… he was held over the ground. Nothing that was mentioned as of then could have trumped the motion set into play… could it? Was it already dead and maimed, the Daiyokai under arrest for murder, or under attack by another one of the city guard, and evading with an intact Siegfried? ]


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