by Azathoth » Thu Aug 09, 2007 9:48 am
*has enough time to grab the sword with an armored claw, but the stars hit. Luckily, they hit armor and do not much damage.*
"Gonna hurt me bad now, are you? Why dont we put away the poking sticks... you might put an eye out, love."
*grips down tightly on the sword with one hand and uses the other one to deliver a punch to Ayane's stomach, breaking her grip and sending her flying. Cream then grabs on to the sword with both hands. After alot of strain, the blade snaps in half.*
"Why not end this here, love? just dissapear... an I will tell that bloody sister of yours that I broke you in half. Then we can both go our separate ways and be free from this nonsense. The 'onest truth of it is, love... I hate fighting girls. Even if you win you feel like all kinds of bastard, and when you lose its a 'orrible blow to the pride. Its a lose-lose situation."
Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...