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Counter Attack! - Carter - 02-11-2009 I had an idea, so here goes. In this thread you start off by issuing an attack and the person replying either takes the attack or counters it. They then follow up with their own attack. Every attack should be directed at a vague opponent so anyone can reply. The purpose of this is to help train your writing skills, such things like imagery. Try to be a little serious about this as it is a writing based activity. I hope I have explained it clearly, so whoever replies now will start the game by issuing an assault. Happy Hunting! Counter Attack! - Szar - 02-11-2009 Szar eyes his victim through the site of his rifle. They flutter about, entirely unawares of what is about to happen. Skilled fingers hover over the trigger. An opening appears, and Szar fires. Counter Attack! - Vad - 02-11-2009 Bob takes the hit to his shoulder, losing his right arm. Pulling a handgun from his pocket he opens fire into a crowd of people. Counter Attack! - Carter - 02-11-2009 Frank, a very large looking construction worker, collapsed as the bullet pierced his flesh. Frank stumbled to a knee as he cringed in extreme pain; the bullet ripped through his abdomen causing internal bleeding. His vision a haze and the closet sounds to him appear to be miles away. The crowd of people had erupted in terror as the bullet handicapped the construction worker. “Daddy, will you help me color tonight?” “Sure thing sweetie, I’ve finally got some well deserved time off coming, and I promise you we’ll spend it coloring or whatever you want. How’s that sound?” No, Frank would not fall here; it just simply wasn’t an option. Mustering all the strength he possessed he rushed the madman who had fired upon the group of innocents. Reaching the gunman he bounded into the air and snarled. Everything in him said it; Kill. Counter Attack! - Kami - 02-11-2009 Blood mixed with flying dirt into some sort of hellish paste as the man bounded through the air. His teeth exposed in a snarl inspired by rage and desperation looked less human by the second as he came crashing into the gunman. The lone assailant took the impact from the adrenaline filled man and grabbed hold of the arms impacting his chest. He took the impact and went down, rolling on his back and putting his feet square in the man's chest. Like an angry attack dog the man growled at the gunman as he was tossed into the air, his own momentum propelling his inevitable crash to the ground. Suddenly there was the distinct metallic click of a pistol hammer being locked into place. Amidst all the crowd noise this one sound stood out to the gunman. In one fell swoop he reached into his jacket as he rolled up, spun around on one knee and flicked one arm out from behind his back towards the sound of impending ballistic damage. The smooth knife soared through the air with an intense silence, bound for a single target... Counter Attack! - Ashe - 02-11-2009 Poor little baby Timmy. Today just wasn't his day. He was casually sucking on his bottle the moment the knife embedded into his forehead. He didn't live long enough to hear the explosion in the distance. Counter Attack! - Lucifer - 02-11-2009 I put on my robe and wizard hat. Counter Attack! - Celena - 02-11-2009 And proceeded to impersonate Harry Potter. Counter Attack! - Kami - 02-11-2009 But the impersonation was foolish and the robed fool quickly turned around to be uppercut by Captain Planet. Counter Attack! - Cain - 02-12-2009 "You motha fuckas' is crazy," says Jake. Counter Attack! - Kazuya - 02-13-2009 Kazuya regarded Jake with a cold, deep seeded hatred before unsheathing her deadly sword and impaling it through his chest. Cackling gleefully, she gave it a twist and replied to the dying imbecile, "If they're crazy, what does that make me?" As the demoness slid her sword from the flaccid corpse, she turned around to be greeted by... Counter Attack! - Shun - 02-13-2009 ...none other than the beast of a man, Daneos. He grimaced as his eyes met hers. What she had just done was pretty nasty, not to mention gory. The Orc liked it. Counter Attack! - Jack - 02-13-2009 Unfortunately Daneos had forgotten that orc genitals were made mostly of splintered drywood, making procreation pretty much impossible. Then Captain Cajoo Joo came from another planet and exploded Daneos with a giga star cannon made of the tears of ghosts from outer space. Then Captain Cajoo Joo turned around. Counter Attack! - Shun - 02-13-2009 Superhero witnessed the massacre from afar. He couldn't bear to watch anymore of it, it had to end. For the first time in a long time, the last son of [insert planet here] was pissed. So he swooped down in a blur of speed and halted to a hover, "Enough!" The hero's heat vision hit the cannon, making it too hot to hold, forcing Captain Cajoo Joo to release it while he cursed in pain. Then with one punch to the abdomen the guy's entire arm made it clean through CJ's lower torso. "Now that's how your supposed to do it." Counter Attack! - Jack - 02-13-2009 Then Kickass Mcfisticuffs Johnson smashed through the ground, super ripshit pissed that his underground home had just been over-run by mutated ninja gofers. In his fit of rage, he tore off one of his legs and began smacking random people over the head with it, hobbling around, repeatedly shouting the fate of his family: "Gofers chewed through my wife's head and shit on my sofa! Gofers chewed through my wife's head and shit on my fucking sofa!" Counter Attack! - Alexander Trafford - 02-13-2009 "Jesus Christ..." An unidentified man muttered through the steam of his cappucino. He had been sitting at a small, glass table underneath a pale awning, enjoying the cool shade of a midsummer afternoon and his delicious mocha latte when some rampaging fool, apparently angry at some gophers, had began storming through the streets attacking people with his own leg. This could not be tolerated. Without making too much noise, the unidentified latte lover crept across the street and behind the blubbering fool. Cocking back the hammer on his metallic, .50 caliber Desert Eagle, he finally garnered the man's attention. With a roaring crack, followed by a sickening thud, one man went back to his cappucino and the other had his brains flowing all over the sidewalk. Such idiocy would not interrupt his delicious caffeine. Counter Attack! - Jack - 02-14-2009 What Assmuncher McAssmunch didn't know, was that the waiter had urinated in his hot beverage, out of spite for all things associated with the act of assmunching. Moreover, this waiter happened to be a former CIA operative, who had also undergone Project Poison Piss, a secret government experiment that granted people the uncanny ability to produce fatal urine. Counter Attack! - Mr. Zhu - 02-14-2009 Despite the waiter's decorated past, and his extreme talents. He failed to realize that his next step would be his last. While he looked at the urine's tactile dismembering of his victim, it kind of reminded him of his past. The past that he tried so hard to hide; a past that he had to hide by becoming a waiter. However, as he turned around his face suddenly exploded into epic proportions and he was finally relieved of all the suffering.