[RP] The Omnicide Reality

[Mr Pokemon]

"Not really. You should work on accuracy."
Demos couldn't move his right arm much. He didn't show it on his face.

[Mr. Fox]

Ah man, I missed. Before I kill you I want to ask you a question. Why did you drop your weapon?
I continued to circle I could tell that he was having trouble moving his arm, now we were even...

[Mr Pokemon]

"Kill me? No, no. You've got it backwards."
Demos shot out his knives and got ready to counter Rex's attack.

[Mr. Fox]

Humph, you rookies are all the same. All talk and no action.
I found what I was looking for. he had backed himself into a shelf. I could knock it down on him and that would be that... I threw one of my daggers and hit a piece of rope holding up the shelf, but it didn't fall. there was another somewhere and I only had one more dagger...

[Wailord]

I saw that Demo's had beaten my to Rex.

Jumping on the Laundry supplies aisle, I grabbed a bottle of Talcon powder unscrewing it as I summersaulted over Rex and Demos's little feud. As I landed I threw the powder in their faces blinding them before, slicing the back of Rex's knees with my knives.

[Mr. Fox]

Some one had jumped over me and thrown some thing in my eyes. I felt pain in my knees. My eyes cleared just in time to block a thrust twords my head. It was Eclipse the only person Higher on the Score bored than me. No one ever walked away form a battle with him in one piece. I would change that. I drew my biggest sword and waited...

[Mr Pokemon]

Demos had closed his eyes as he saw Eclipse over them with the powder. He regained his vision faster, although it was still clouded from the powder in the air. He could make out the glare off Rex's sword. He followed it down, found where Rex's arm should be, and silently lunged at his bicept with his knife. The powder still lingered in the air.

[Mr. Fox]

Two on one, I still couldn't see very well but now some on stabbed my arm. I grabbed the blade and hit every Presser Points on their arm. I backed into the darkest part of the room...

[Mr Pokemon]

Demos pulled his dagger back, slicing Rex's hand. His right arm was now basically unusable. He put the dagger in his left hand, and as the powder cleared, threw it at Rex, who was backing into the corner.

[Mr. Fox]

This was bad, very bad. As I backed up Demos threw his dagger at me. It hit my leg, I screamed in pain. I had to get out of here. I eventually hit a shelf. I felt around to see what I had found. Grenades. Great now I could commit suicide. I grabbed 3 grenades and threw them at where I had last seen Demos...

[Mr Pokemon]

Demos heard something hit the ground. He saw 2 grenades. He immediately picked them up, throwing them as far as he could. He heard the explosions in the distance. The third that he had not noticed went off, and Demos was thrown against a shelf. His right arm took most of the impact, and was probably broken. He tried to ignore the pain. Grunting, he looked for Rex.

[Mr. Fox]

I heaved my sword onto my shoulder and made a run for the door keeping the sword between me and Eclipse. I made it out of the store and found a cellar where I could hide an get my wounds dressed. I barricaded the doors so that no one could get in... Then I started the painful process of treating my wounds.

[TrainerX]

Kain was about to start climbing through the hole when two grenades flew out of it.
"Sh*t!"
Kain dived to the side before the grenades exploded.
Kain climbed through the hole, and saw Stefan, Demos, and Eclipse.

[Wailord]

Amongst the feud I was sitting back eating popcorn. Literally.

Swords were slashing. Grenades were booming. And I was eating my toffee popcorn untill Kain's spear sliced the bottom of my popcorn accidently and it all fell out.

I sighed. Before drawing knives and getting back in the thick of it. Charging at Stefan aiming for his legs.

[Mr. Fox]

I found a stool and set it in the middle of the room. I took of my jacket and pulled out my first aid kit. First was the arm. I looked it over, there was nothing I could do for it but close the wound before I bled to death. I took out a curved stitching needle and some string I had and started sowing the wound closed. I never had room for painkillers in my kit, now I wish I had made room for them...