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Apr 22, 2010 17:35

[There's a hulking purple shape lumbering about slowly on Deck 10, near Sergei's. It doesn't seem to be very dangerous, but it stinks of old blood and filth and it's wearing a familiar pair of goggles.

If someone were to somehow get very close to it, they would find a dark purple jewel glinting from beneath fur in its right shoulder.]

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daxter is like a really angry carebear shadesofeco April 22 2010, 21:41:42 UTC
[Surprisingly enough, Jak has been mostly playing it safe, as much as he can. He's mostly been lucky grabbing food from the restaurants, but he doesn't allow himself to get complacent; without the morph gun, he has to keep his guard up.

Ducking out of the deck ten stairwell, he wafts a hand in front of his face to try and clear some of the thick, black fog away. It's so choking, that for a moment he doesn't see the huge figure until he's a few feet away.]

What the--

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he's the new addition. RAEG bear. does_everything April 22 2010, 21:47:06 UTC
[The transformed ottsel looks at first to be moving about sleepily, but once he hears that whisper of sound behind him he snaps into motion. A monstrous paw follows as he turns with a snarl, sweeping around toward Jak's head with the power of a speeding zoomer behind it.]

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his carebear stare is like a faceful of peacemaker shadesofeco April 22 2010, 21:50:45 UTC
[It's big, but it's fast, and the paw slams into the side of Jak's head, knocking him sideways into the nearest wall, shattering a mirror.

Scrambling back to his feet, Jak grits his teeth; is it a sushi bear gone mad? Some kind of weird effect from the girl?

Either way, he doesn't particularly feel like sticking around to get squashed by a mutated Lurker, and he makes a break for the stairs.]

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that's how we roll in haven does_everything April 22 2010, 21:58:49 UTC
[Oh no, you're not getting away that easily, prey.

Daxter breaks into a run on all fours; he's so heavy his steps sound like thunder and his claws click against the floor as he gives chase.]

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...we'll see how this goes. Fresh meat RPer is fresh ;A; skin_and_steel April 24 2010, 21:06:00 UTC
[It was just his luck, Ed figured, that he'd be wandering around the wrong deck at the wrong time. He just had to get something to eat now, of all times.]

Phoenix had warned him about people with the jewels - avoid 'em like the plague. This thing didn't... it didn't look any more vicious than a dog, albeit one that towered over him. It didn't seem like it would arbitrarily attack someone. However, transmuting his arm's automail into a blade didn't seem like a bad idea just in case he was wrong.]

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this fresh meat, it is dericious. also, is backdating to before above thread OK? does_everything April 25 2010, 06:27:46 UTC
[The snap-crackle of the transmutation behind him made Daxter's ears twitch and the residual energy in the air made his fur stand on end. Snarling, he swung around to regard the interloper, hunching down much like a dog ready to attack.]

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That's totally fine. :3 skin_and_steel April 25 2010, 13:35:05 UTC
[...great. He hadn't exactly wanted the thing to hear him. And judging from the way it was hunching, it wasn't about to let him just be on his way. It was uncomfortable, that much was evident - this could possibly work in his favor.

Neither of them moved - it was evident from the goggles on its head and the strangely intelligent look in its eyes that this thing, whatever it was, had been human before, and was far from stupid. The jewel embedded in his shoulder was his primary concern - it needed to come out, and preferably soon. But he'd be an idiot if he attacked first.]

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does_everything April 26 2010, 01:33:14 UTC
[If Edward doesn't want to attack first, Daxter is more than happy to get things rolling. He snorts and shakes his head, thumps his fists against the deck before charging. His claws click against the floor, but the sound is drowned out by the weight of his footfalls as he storms toward Edward first on all fours, then his hind legs to free his hands for a vicious swing at his head.]

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