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Date Posted: 14:19:48 05/27/02 Mon
Author: The beast once thought to be Markander
Subject: That's good to hear. *without skipping a beat or faltering even once, the creature plunges his left paw, already practically touching Vale's head, towards the unprotected ear... only now is revealed that an incredibly small dagger, coated in his trademark nerve toxin, had been concealed within the paw... the attack is too close to miss* *only after his first attack has been executed does he drive the other poisoned dagger, concealed in his right paw, straight towards Vale's throat*
In reply to: Vale 's message, "I can assure you, fear has no place in my world. My courage will be unwavering..." on 13:40:12 05/27/02 Mon


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[> [> *As agony courses through the side of his head, he instinctively grabs the foul beast, clutching him with feverish strength to his chest. Inches from the creatures face, bloody drool leaking from his mouth, the dying beast grins at Cowpoke, having suspected treachery, and with one sift movement unsheathes his longsword and thrusts it down, his keen blade piercing skin, bone, and sinew, traveling through both creatures, leaking their life upon the forest floor, with a last dying will, he whispers through ichor rimmed lips* "I die with honor, my life filled with purpose, you simply die." -- Vale Darkhollow, 16:13:13 05/27/02 Mon

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[> [> Inside -- Hmm... Cowpoke, 20:04:45 05/27/02 Mon

*since he wears scale-mail under his heavy cloak, the sword thrust, no matter how heroic its attempt, is futile, and the assassin draws back his hood* *underneath it is the aging face of a male weasel, in his late forties... he is not handsome or ugly, but really quite plain-looking, except for his gray-green eyes*

As much as I'd like to make your death seem more worth-while by dying alongside you, I'm afraid I have more pressing matters to attend to. *smiles, his face almost friendly despite the deed he has just committed* But fear not... the Keeper smiles upon brave souls like you, however misguided they may be. Fare thee well in Dark Forest, sirrah. *waits until the nerve toxin takes full effect before he pries the sword from the squirrel's stiff paws and makes his hasty exit*

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[> [> [> Bah, scale-mail? A point blank range stab would easily slice though that, you demean yourself with such childish antics! Im not here saying that I wear a steel plated helm and a chain-mail coif, you die with me, accetp it... -- Vales Creator, 10:47:34 05/28/02 Tue

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[> [> [> [> Inside -- Cowpoke, 15:52:37 05/28/02 Tue

First off, boyo, my attack was not an auto-hit. I was at such close range that its success was inevitable. I gave you all the oppurtunity in the world to challenge my being so close to you, even giving you a chance to refute my assassin touching your very head. You made no objections. The fact that you were unaware of my character's true intentions is moot. When he was so close, Cowpoke could not have missed, but as you'll notice, I said "Plunges the knife at his head", not "Plunges the knife into his head".

Second-off, Cowpoke was right up close to you, and with a nerve toxin in you, you'd be flopping around like a fish before you died. What are the odds you could even draw your sword? You also neglected to give my character a chance to stop the drawing of your sword, which he could have easily done, given his proximity and the state of your character.

Third of all, here's a challenge for you: Using little or no strength, as if you were poisoned and close to death, hug someone and try to "stab" them with a meterstick. At such close range, getting a good angle is practically impossible, and if you can get one, it's even more difficult to get sufficient momentum or leverage to do any damage. My character lives: Yours dies. Some days you're the pidgeon, and some days you're the statue.

As much as you think my character's treacherous (but toally RP legit) manners merit your being able to cheat the rules, and as much as you think your character should get to kill mine as some sort of twisted "last wish", it would be impossible without autoing. You may go on to argue that I autoed you, but please! I gave you every oppurtunity to save your character. Look at it in perspective: In the midst of an assassinating spree you answered to a total stranger, went into a private room with him without even knowing his name, allowed him to not only come near you, but to touch you, and when he executes a move whose success is inevitable because of the range and manner of weaponry, you commit an auto simply to avenge your character.

The rules do not bend for the dead and the dying. Accept reality.

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