Patricia Smith
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Just as the last Crystal went out, the sounds of multiple notifications could be heard, but Cole ignored them for the moment watching as the portal seemed to suck into itself, and as much as he was loath to admit it, the process was very much like an asshole flexing…. Not that he knew what it really looked like, but Cole has seen some really disturbing videos in existence, he wouldn't judge why a portal seemed like the ass end of some cosmic beasts...oh my God! Cole shuddered as he vanished,…
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Cole has found himself a snug position from which he could fire from, of course the said snug position was actually an alcove where he had stacked quite a few corpses, of course he had to be careful with it as he came across quite a few random patrols of Nijat aliens. But as it stood these were just stragglers with nothing to do as they were all focused on the portal and feeding people through it to the massive tentacles. He was in luck though as then feeding was quite slow, only happening once every…
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Just after the tunnel there was a ladder to the side that led straight up to the bleachers. Cole quickly scurried up onto it, a little bit worried for any aliens being drawn by the explosion a few moments ago. But luckily enough for him, they seemed a little preoccupied while Cole was able to get up onto the bleachers and then utilize his small form to scurry under them, becoming well hidden and also blending into the thousands of corpses he could see all over the bleachers. He wanted to keep on…
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Cole had a little more energy to spare so he could keep his for longer than normal now. He was a little bummed out that he had not gotten the chance to use his new skills, or better yet it wasn't that he did not have the chance, he was just so damn preoccupied with fighting he forgot about them. As it stands he would need to either find a dungeon so that he could train to use them extensively. Or perhaps a dungeon wasn't required. Cole hid himself in a ditch at the side of the road that led up to the…
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It was not a good idea to be moving around blind, but it sounded like a war was going on out there, which technically was, but things were getting a little too close for his comfort, and he really couldn't focus on anything else. Cole checked his weapons, and they were now a little too big for him, seeing how he had lost two whole feet in height, they were still functional. He opened the door, only to find out it wouldn't open up completely. He pushed twice as hard, but his diminutive form seemed to…
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When Cole logged back into the game it was to the smell of rotten meat and ten days sweat, assuming of course something like that existed. He moved forwards only to fall straight to the ground as his sense of balance seemed to have been completely affected. He looked down to notice that he had skin as black as night, with his finger tips on his hands and toes pure white, the nails themselves were a shade of neon blue. It took him a while to reorient himself and realize that he was looking at himself…
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The sound of a television playing the news in the background woke Cole up from what was a fitful sleep. He cursed out softly, if he knew he was going to pass out the moment he got onto that cruiser he would logged right back in at least his body would have rested while he took care of some very important business. Now he had absolutely no idea how long he has been passed out for. And he felt like crap, well perhaps less crap than he did after the extraction from his apartment. He did have a massive…
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Cole moved from where Master Kaito was keeping him propped and use the skill again, the ability blowing back his own guards as his vision seemed to swim with exhaustion. He grabbed a hold of the grenade that had been thrown and chucked it down the stairs. The ensuing explosion released a wave of silver flames that rushed up, but Cole pushed the limits of his mastery, stopping most of the explosion from ripping him apart as it threw him backwards, and right into the waiting Arms of Master…
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When Cole opened his eyes he was surrounded by men in black suits. At first he was startled and wanted to promptly react, but Morgan's voice rang out through the entire apartment. Cole sighed as he got up, only one group of people would have M.O.M with them. So there was no need to act like he was surprised or resist. They would break his legs and arms to carry him out of here if they had to. Of course he could take them, at least one and at most three. But there were seven of them, and all of them…
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Cole did his best to ignore the chaos around him, even the people on the roof that were still alive were ignored as he gathered all of the prisms around him. It wasn't that he was so beset by grief that he was ignoring everything else. But at level 10 players can chose whether a prism would give them stats or skills. Or better yet it would be easier to say those prisms that do hold skills in them could be instead absorbed for stats rather than for skills. Somehow Cole had made it all the way to level…
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