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PSO Episodes I, II & III Information Stone Island - The Real People |
 Dave slowly got to his feet, spitting out the tasty concoction of grass, blood, and mud from his mouth. He dusted himself off and rubbed the back of his head, his slicked back hair releasing the dirt from the ground it was harbouring. “Man, that could’ve gone better…” “DIRX!!” TC dived into his companion as the huge jaws slammed shut on their shadows. The rescued man seemed in a daze, trying to take in what had just happened. “Umm, thanks TC.” He blinked, smiling. “Hey! Don’t look at me like that kid!” TC let go of his friend, allowing his face to drop onto the ground. They laughed. “Git.” Dirx picked himself up, realising he was still in a fight with the biggest, nastiest thing ever. Anarchy dashed past, grabbing the two and dragging them across the floor, a huge fireball following suit. “Whoa, that coulda been ugly!” Dirx stared into the pulsating mini-sun as it plunged into the ground and dissipated. “Will you two stop goofing off and bloody help!?” Pumpkin yelled as the last remaining head fell from his Grants as it fizzled out on the creature’s cranium. All went silent again. “So, um, can we go home now?” Anarchy raised and eyebrow, powering down his saber. “Hold it bro, I dunno if this thing’s over yet…” Dirx readied himself. “Yeah, this is like Déjà vu or somethin’.” TC frowned, glancing over to Delen. “Get ready, I can feel strong magic energy still in the area, it’s not dead yet.” Delen returned TC’s look. “Ditto.” Pumpkin grimaced. “Whoa!!” “What is it?” Zev quickly span to RJ in the hope he had found something to aid their friends. “Take a look at your scanners, they’re –” The explosion from his machine caused RJ to fly from his seat, hitting the opposite wall. Snakes of wires hung from his consoled, flailing wildly at the freedom from their metal prison. The flailed in vain as Zev disconnected the power supply, plunging the room into darkness. “RJ? RJ. You okay?” He stumbled through the black of the comm centre towards his injured friend. “I’m… ugn...” RJ coughed violently and tried to move. Nothing. “I can’t move.” Zev put a hand on his shoulder, if the lighting were better; RJ would have noticed the deeply worried look on Zev’s face. “What were you trying to tell me?” “…The energy levels there just rose beyond all belief.” “That’s what toasted your machine?” “I guess so…” He coughed, and looked down sombrely. “I don’t think their getting outta there Zev…” Zev couldn’t bring himself to reply. The ground rumbled, knocking the group off their feet. Nobody had the chance to speak or curse, the heavens cracked open too quickly for that. |
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