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1/26/2016 8:27:31 PM
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*Fenrir wanders once more on Thabolia, waiting for Icarus and generally a purpose to his second life. However, memories of his death and of his friend Shephard continue to plague him.* "I really f*cking hate this planet." [spoiler]Open to RejectedShot, and WEHBY. Also Cozmic.[/spoiler]
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  • [b]john hops out of a dropship, which doesn't even touch the ground before taking off back into space. Many other Shepards wander around and search for mongers. They wear heavily modified armor[/b] "truly a horrible place, isn't it..."

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  • "I've received word from Icarus. Something is coming, and I need to get to the Avalon to meet with Tara about confronting it. Though I do have time to wipe out the remaining Fear Mongers." *He puts the familiar weight of Ragnarok in his hands once more.* "Lead the way, John."

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  • [b]his voice modifies to fit more of a computer, a strange program, it speaks in a thick Irish accent and is surprisingly high pitched (think Wheatley from portal two XD) [/b] "Gladly." [b]he draws the dagger Shepard had given him and walks into a cave. His pale white wisp skin radiating light into the darkness.[/b]

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  • "How many are now left, John?"

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  • "Well, a few hundred, probably multiple thousa-" [b]he is cut off by being bowled over by a charging monger. It starts to maul him[/b]

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  • *Fenrir gives a startled jump.*

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  • "Thousands... I intend on having the Shepards be known for the ext-" [b]he is cut off when an armored monger tackled him from the side and begins to maul him[/b]

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  • *Fenrir kicks it off of him, then stabs it with Ragnarok.*

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  • [b]he isn't very injured[/b] "Let's go..." [b]he jumps into he darkness, an apparent drop. The light radiating from him blacks out like a match dropped into a lake. Hissing, screaming, and gunshots ring out[/b]

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  • *Fenrir drops and lands like a bomb on one knee, stabbing the Earth with Ragnarok and releasing its flames. The room is illuminated in blue as Holy Fire comes from cracks in the ground, revealing hundreds if not thousands of Fear Mongers, and incinerating a few of them, providing a light source other than gunfire.*

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  • [b]john can be seen being thrown around by many fear mongers, shooting them down with an MP7 modified to kill specifically them as he flies through the air from their blows.[/b]

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  • *Fenrir gets to work, battling brutally and releasing waves of Holy Fire as he hacks his way through their forces to get to John. They just lost one leader, he couldn't let them lose another.*

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  • [b]he laughs like a madman as he shoots through hordes and hordes of them, slicing through the rest with Shepards sword. [/b]

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  • *Fenrir reaches his side, and guards his back, the blood from the Mongers making the sword slippery, then sticky, as it's cooked by the sword's flames.* "JOHN! BE CAREFUL! WHERE IS AZAZAEL?!"

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  • Edited by Cosmic: 1/27/2016 11:07:54 PM
    [b]just as he's being viciously clawed and mutilated, now missing a right arm and his left foot, as well as many cuts and chunks from his face, a blue pulse sends the mongers screaming back to hell. John goes unconcious as blood slowly expands over the ground around him[/b] "[u]huh, what's up vrael?[/u]"

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  • "D*MN IT, JOHN!" *Fenrir picks him up, and throws him on Azaezel.* "GET HIM OUT OF HERE! I'LL TAKE THE REST!"

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  • [b]azazael falls for evac as many more Shepards fall through the cave entrance, mowing through hordes of mongers[/b] "[u]sooo what's up mate?[/u]" [b]azazael calls out as he mows through hordes of them using a similar gun[/b]

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  • "WE'RE BEING OVERWHELMED, THAT IS-" *Voice moderator activates.* "'What's up!'" *The Yodünfire begins to enlarge, and become somewhat uncontrollable, as Fenrir's eyes go completely blue.*

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  • "[u]uhh... You okay mate?[/u]" [b]he casually cuts through more of them, only a few remain[/b]

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  • Edited by Sanctus Caesar: 1/27/2016 11:32:45 PM
    *At their edges, the flames begin to go reddish-orange, like a normal flame, with the same thing happening to his eyes.* "D*mn Fear Mogers!" [b][i]•a mound of bodies, a naked man, a large sword, and blood, blood everywhere...the man grins•[/i][/b] "I'll tear them apart..."

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  • Edited by Cosmic: 1/27/2016 11:37:34 PM
    [b]he quickly dispatches the rest of them... Other than one. One that has brutally mauled the unconcious and now possibly dead John. Azazael kills it with ease and runs over[/b] "Did... Did we win?" "[u]nooot really...[/u]"

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  • *Fenrir stands on the edge of the dark, a silhouette against the flames he's made. He seems to be thinking deeply, or fighting something in his mind. He suddenly turns around, and rushes towards them.*

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  • [b] azazael knows what has possessed him. He draws a sword and guards John, who at this point is being extracted by multiple Shepards[/b] [u]"hi friend... What's going on.."[/u]

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  • *Fenrir stops and looks at John over Azazael's shoulder.* "Is John alive?!"

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  • [b]the Shepards back off, letting fenrir closer to him[/b] "[u]uhhh... I'll just... Go."[/u] [b]he walks off into the shadow[/b] "Hi.Vrael..." [b]he breathes rather heavily[/b]

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