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Post by Ocelot on Feb 22, 2007 2:43:19 GMT -5
OOC: Now normally Methylene Chloride is not flammable unless there it is mixed metallic ions aka. the black powder or an increased percentage of oxygen levels.
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Post by ch00beh on Feb 22, 2007 14:50:39 GMT -5
Within a few paces, Jimmy stopped.
"I was hoping to save this for lunch, but your underhanded tactics have prompted me to use my own."
Jimmy threw the chair at Britcale and reached into his pocket. He leapt forward, stopping an inch away from Britcale and pulled a fruit out of his pocket and attempted to stuff it into the man's mouth or to make the juice come into contact with his eyes.
"Strychnos ignatii, a delicacy among orangutans, though in it is the alkaloid strychnine. To my species, all it does is activate our saliva glands more than usual. To small rodents, it is instant death. To humans, within ten to twenty minutes, your muscles in your head and neck will begin to spasm. Soon after, your entire body will follow. The convulsions will become so bad, eventually, you will asphyxiate, because your muscles will be too busy shaking to move your lungs."
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Post by Tout-Perd on Mar 16, 2007 12:58:13 GMT -5
Ocelot: 6 days left to post.
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Post by Ocelot on Mar 27, 2007 14:46:38 GMT -5
Britcale blocks the hit of the chair and runs through it like nothing but jimmy appears right in front of him and stuffs the fruit inside his mouth. Britcale was practically being choked but couldn't have hoped for Jimmy to leave himself so wide open.
Britcale opened his mouth even wider and let jimmy stuff the fruit down his throat but bit down firmly as hard as he could on Jimmy's hand. He then shoved his two sharp flint stones into the apes side and grabbed his arm into a cross lock and pulled him in. Britcale then kneed the orangutan right between the legs and at the same time headbutted him. He then confidently thrusted his sword into the orangutan knowing that he could not escape. He had one of Jimmy's hands in his mouth and another in a lock.
Britcales head was bleeding and he could also already feel the pain of that deadly fruit. This would have to work or he would be forced to admit defeat unless...no he couldn't use that technique it was forbidden.
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Post by Ocelot on Mar 27, 2007 14:57:17 GMT -5
OOC: this might excessive autoing I don't know but if it is I'll fix it.
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Post by ch00beh on Mar 27, 2007 20:26:45 GMT -5
OOC: You're, um, 5 days too late. And yeah, excessive autoing.
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Post by ch00beh on Aug 23, 2010 6:17:27 GMT -5
So much pain. Britcale didn't get a chance to spark his flint rocks, but he still did manage to slam them into the orangutan's side.
Jimmy stumbled off and slumped against a wall. Britcale, on the other hand, was writhing around, bleeding, as the orangutan's lunch began to take effect. A few minutes later, the writhing turned into seizing, and foam began to form in the swordsman's mouth.
"It looks like he couldn't put his monkey where his mouth was."
Jimmy chuckled as he poured himself a cup of tea.
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