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Post by Bridge Carson on May 31, 2011 23:11:41 GMT
"Oh shut up!" Bridge shouted, continuing to shoot.
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Post by Azrael on Jun 1, 2011 2:03:15 GMT
The Angel's shield falters and fades under the relentless assault. In desperation the Angel charges in seeking to sever Bridge's head.
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Post by Bridge Carson on Jun 1, 2011 18:44:38 GMT
Bridge ducks but still gets hit on the head, his visor cracking. Bridge stumbled back and fell hard on his back.
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Post by Fallen Rangers on Jun 1, 2011 19:00:38 GMT
The Angel leans over Bridge and prepares to deliver a final blow when it is knocked down by Jennifer diving towards it. "Shoot him now!"
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Post by Bridge Carson on Jun 1, 2011 19:14:58 GMT
"D-Revolver! Strike out!" Bridge called out, firing his gun into the angel's chest.
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Post by Fallen Rangers on Jun 1, 2011 20:47:50 GMT
The blast hits the Angel right in the middle of it's chest. It freezes for a second before exploding into many little gorey peices. Jennifer stumbles back to her feet. "How many of them did he kill?"
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Post by Bridge Carson on Jun 2, 2011 12:48:18 GMT
"I think he got all of them ..." Bridge said "There's no one there ..." He looked at Jennifer "Is there a camera in here?,"
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Post by Fallen Rangers on Jun 2, 2011 17:47:49 GMT
"How should I know? I'm a prisoner, remember. In a city that's offcal position is that people have been slaughtered in gang violence, accidents and natural disasters despite overwelming proof that weird sh*t is out there. I'm as good as dead." Jennifer says.
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Post by Bridge Carson on Jun 2, 2011 20:00:37 GMT
"Unless ... what if we were to fight fire with fire?" He asked, his eyes lighting up "You said that the reverend only purified the nail, he didn't destroy it?"
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Post by Fallen Rangers on Jun 2, 2011 20:04:08 GMT
"Uh yeah. The cops took it as evidence." Jennifer says not following Bridge's train of thought again, she's beginning to get used to it though.
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Post by Bridge Carson on Jun 2, 2011 22:54:26 GMT
Bridge runs out of the room and makes his way to the evidence locker.
"We're going to give you, a little bit of self-defence," He smiled.
Oh wait ... yeah lock. Bridge sighed, de-morphed and removed a glove before placing his hand on the door handle and closing his eyes.
"Um, hang on a second ..." He said,
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Post by Fallen Rangers on Jun 3, 2011 2:10:51 GMT
"Even if I can turn into the White Ranger I'm still locked up in here at least until you can bust the real killer." Jennifer says still unclear on just what Bridge is planning.
The Holy Aura of the nail is unmistakable amongst the various drugs, weapons and assorted contraband. It's aura is kind of shiny like that Johnny Blaze guy you met when Jack Moon attacked.
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Post by Bridge Carson on Jun 3, 2011 16:06:20 GMT
Bridge walks into the room after gleaning the code off of the last person who touched the locks mind. Clairsentience, wonderful power. He got in and found the nail, safely bagged and tagged. He rolled the bag up and gave it to Jennifer.
"Busting the real killer is exactly what we're going to do," Bridge smiled "Now ... all we need for this next trick is a big cardboard box, some rusty nails, a digital camera and the phone number of a reliable contract killer ..."
~Should we end here and I'll PM you the details for Bridge's cunning plan?~ Cross
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Post by Fallen Rangers on Jun 3, 2011 17:18:57 GMT
Jennifer wants to question this but whatever Bridge has plans is better than a good dozen life sentences so all she does is nod.
((Yeah end this one and shoot me a PM))
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