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Post by Zade Renneck on Jul 18, 2008 16:33:19 GMT -5
14/20
Now Zade had a bit more of a struggle as he lifted the weight. Gritting his teeth, he refused to give in, even though his body ached and his hands were slippery with sweat and blood.
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Post by Zade Renneck on Jul 18, 2008 16:35:11 GMT -5
15/20
Zade struggled yet more when the orc grinned and put on more weight, increasing the weight to eight tons. Zade felt like he had been hit with another orc punch when the new weight dropped onto his chest. He let out a scream of pain at this, but didn't give in as he tried to push the weight back up.
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Post by Zade Renneck on Jul 18, 2008 16:36:28 GMT -5
16/20
Zade struggled with all of the strength he had left in his body to push the weight back up, making very little progress. It was all he could do to get it off of his chest. He tried to get it up higher, but he just couldn't.
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Post by Zade Renneck on Jul 18, 2008 16:44:21 GMT -5
17/20
Zade's arms burned as he tried now to jsut keep the weight from falling back down again. It was literally all he could do to keep the weight off of his injured chest so he could breathe properly.
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Post by Zade Renneck on Jul 18, 2008 16:47:27 GMT -5
18/20
But Zade's slippergy grip soon gave out as he dropped the weight onto hsi chest again, earning a scream of pain once again as out of desperation he grabebd at the weight again and tried with every last ounce of strength to push it up off of him.
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Post by Zade Renneck on Jul 18, 2008 16:48:56 GMT -5
19/20
Zade didn't even realize as the weight lifted off of his chest and into the air, where the orc grabbed it and put it back in its proper place, taking the weights off. "Impressive."
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Post by Zade Renneck on Jul 18, 2008 16:50:22 GMT -5
20/20
Zade slowly got up into a sitting position, looking down at his body. His clothes were shredded and torn, especially his shirt, and he himself was covered in bloodstains and bruises. His entire body burned and ached, but he knew this pain would pay off in the long run.
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Post by Zade Renneck on Jul 18, 2008 16:52:48 GMT -5
Zade slowly stood up and slowly made his way out of the dojo and back to his spacepod, opening the hatch and almost collapsing inside it as he weakly programmed in a random destination and then closed his eyes as the hatch closed and the space pod rocketed straight up.
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Post by Hyede on Jul 21, 2008 16:51:52 GMT -5
As the pod hatch opened, Hyede leaned forward and tumbled out into it. Another cough of blood erupted from his mouth and ran down the side of the hatch, stunning some of the onlookers. Orcs had seen space ships before, but usually not ones with dying pilots. One in particular was curious enough to approach and rolled the young man onto his back.
“Boss, we got a pink skin out here!” he called into the dojo.
“Yeah? ‘E a Humee or a Stretchy?” a gruff voice barked back from inside.
“Humee boss.”
“Then stomp ‘im.”
“It looks like he’s been stomped already.” the Orc observing Hyede called back.
{1/20 for Rough exterior.}
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Post by Hyede on Jul 21, 2008 16:57:11 GMT -5
“Yeah? Hold on a minute.” The boss said.
A few moments later a huge Orc emerged from the dojo and walked up to the pod.
“Yeah, ‘e looks pretty stomped all right. Why’d ‘e come ‘ere?” the Boss asked.
{2/20}
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Post by Hyede on Jul 21, 2008 16:57:44 GMT -5
“Didn’t say. ‘E was passed out when ‘e got ‘ere.” The first Orc stated.
“Hmmm. ‘E may be sent from the Humees to see what we’d so. We best be bringing him inside and make sure ‘e doesn’t die.” The bigger Orc said and started back fro the dojo.
{3/20}
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Post by Hyede on Jul 21, 2008 17:00:22 GMT -5
“But Boss, ‘e looks like ‘e’s dying already.”
“Then we’ll fix him up the Orcy way. Take him inside and keep him alive until ‘e fixes himself.” the Boss replied and entered the building.
{4/20}
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Post by Hyede on Jul 21, 2008 17:03:08 GMT -5
Scooping Hyede up, the first Orc tossed the young man’s inert body over his shoulder like a sac of potatoes and started back into the building. Once inside, he brought Hyede into what served as a medical area and laid the young man down on a table.
{5/20}
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Post by Hyede on Jul 21, 2008 17:06:22 GMT -5
The local Mad Doc was picking up a knife and was just about to start carving the poor boy up when the first Orc swatted his hand away.
“No. The Boss says this one might be sent from the Humees. We’re not eating him. He says to keep him alive but he’s to fix him self, so no carving or adding anything, got it?” the Orc commanded.
{6/20}
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Post by Hyede on Jul 21, 2008 17:07:33 GMT -5
“Yeah yeah…” The Doc replied and put his rusty old knife away.
“Good. I’ll be back and ‘e better not have any new parts or anything missing.” The first Orc stated and left the room.
{7/20}
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