Several berserker nobodies appeared around Xiron, who merely snapped his fingers. Two Dragoon nobodies appeared for each berserker, stabbing them from above. Xiron ran forward, followed by his usual set of lances.
13393 Goodnight/morning! Whatever it is currently in Britain!
Are you as random as humanly possible, and then some?
I doubt it.... I got a new sig! What do you think?
Xiron was about to face the next member in his way, not bothering to watch Saix fade away, when he came face to face with one of the massive tornadoes Relix was sending out.
14385 Casino Royale rocks! Night!
*Sheaths swords and picked up Berserker Scythe from where I left it on the floor, swinging it in wide circles* You and your steak. Go take a look at the RP. Our favorite medieval warrior nobody has returned!
Xiron grabbed the handle of Saix's claymore, and used it to swing his blade straight into Saix's stomach. He kicked off him, taking the claymore with him, and chucking it back at the figure still falling from the air.
*Throws grenade into crowd of Badgers* *dead badgers go flying* *Padraig lights his swords on fire, dealing twice as much damage as before*
A figure flew in and tackled Xemnas out of the air, stabbing him in the face with a long sword. A helmed face looked up at Relix. "That's a third you owe me!" Xiron ran back into the fray, leaving Relix behind. ooc: Oh yeah! He's back!
*Begins destroying badgers* Where do all these things come from?
*Padraig charges forward, screaming* Idiot.
14379 And old guys on banners that wink at you?
*Vladier screams more* Oh crap. That's a lot of badgers. *all assume battle stances*
14377 It was dancing?
*All four states of mind (and screams from locked up Vladier) show up with dual weapons* *all start attacking*
*looks at sock* Drew! Quit putting your laundry in the closet!
*Empties mind's broom closet of all weapons* *tosses random weapons to family members* Catch! PS: My mind officially has a leather sofa, Lazy Boy chair, and a big screen with a PS2
*stabs badger and uses corpse to crush a tumbleweed*
Stupid tumbleweeds. They shall die.
