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Post by Yoru Tsubasa on Mar 17, 2013 18:49:47 GMT -5
Yuro had journeyed to the United States after his Order had heard rumor of the dead rising from their graves. As the protector of balance and a professional undertaker it was his duty to make sure the dead stay - well dead.
He walked out of the Nevada Prison with a sour expression on his face. Many of the inmates had claimed they had seen one of their own escape the prison after being gunned down and cremated. He wanted to hear more, like the prisoner's identity, but the Warden had thrown out for asking too many questions.
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Post by Wil Wolfgram on Mar 18, 2013 11:39:46 GMT -5
Wil was back from the dead. There was no explanation for it. He'd sat in the chair. He was zapped and zapped royally. Yet here he was. Walking and talking and holding weapons.
Oh, but this was perfect. He could use this to his advantage. Strike fear in the hearts of those who would uphold the law. Make them remember how powerful the mob is. Only question was...was he still a made man?
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Post by Yoru Tsubasa on Mar 18, 2013 12:55:53 GMT -5
Yoru wondered around, lost in thought. He had encountered beings that rose from the dead before - monsters that caused nothing but misery and wanton destruction.
It was possible that what he was dealing with here, but besides the prison thing he had no other leads. He didn't even know if there was more than one...
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Post by Wil Wolfgram on Mar 18, 2013 13:56:13 GMT -5
The old prison. Wil's final moments had been here. How strange it was that he chose to come here. Sentiment was weird sometimes. Still, he intended to shed blood, and shed blood was what he would do. That was why he'd brought his tommy gun. Many would meet their maker today.
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Post by Yoru Tsubasa on Mar 18, 2013 15:14:36 GMT -5
Yoru eventually found himself back at the prison - for he had gone in a circle!
"Damn i'm lost," he sighed, "Maybe I should have asked that gentlemen some miles back for directions instead of pretending to be possessed by a demon..."
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Post by Wil Wolfgram on Mar 18, 2013 15:17:03 GMT -5
Now there's a good target. Wil thought, aiming the tommy at Yoru's back, loading it up. One of the problems of tommy guns was they made quite a loud noise when loaded up.
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Post by Yoru Tsubasa on Mar 18, 2013 15:23:19 GMT -5
..Which Yoru heard immediately causing him to take cover behind a nearby car.
"It's dangerous to point guns at people!" he shouted, "And down right dirty when their back is turned!"
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Post by Wil Wolfgram on Mar 18, 2013 15:30:45 GMT -5
"Yeah. What's your point?!" Wil half-yelled, firing on the cover car.
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Post by Yoru Tsubasa on Mar 18, 2013 15:37:42 GMT -5
He stayed crouched behind the car as it took the bullets.
Yoru slapped on his Dark Decadriver, just in case.
He preferred to not his use it against normal humans unless absolutely necessary.
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Post by Wil Wolfgram on Mar 18, 2013 15:45:28 GMT -5
"C'mon! Face your death with some dignity, you hidng-behind-cars-all-the-time coward!" Wil wasn't good with insults.
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Post by Yoru Tsubasa on Mar 18, 2013 15:47:15 GMT -5
"I'm not an idiot!" Yoru shouted back, "I'm not gonna let some gangster wannabe gun me down!"
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Post by Wil Wolfgram on Mar 18, 2013 15:48:54 GMT -5
"Wannabe? I was a made man before I died!"
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Post by Yoru Tsubasa on Mar 18, 2013 15:52:17 GMT -5
"Died?" Yoru's eyes widened, "You are a corpse that has life once more?!"
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Post by Wil Wolfgram on Mar 18, 2013 15:53:46 GMT -5
"Well, yeah." The constant firing didn't seem to stop....until Wil ran out of ammo.
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Post by Yoru Tsubasa on Mar 18, 2013 16:03:30 GMT -5
Yoru took this opportunity to hop up, pull out his card, and insert it into the driver with the call of...
"Henshin."
KAMEN RIDE
DARK DECADE!
After his armor had formed, he turned around with the Rider Booker gun pointed at Wil.
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