Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140225113930/@comment-24481083-20140228080946

Blaue was ready for it this time: as the flares were shot, he turned around at the precise moment it reached him so as to not stare at the brightness. His momentum however did not change as he continued to swing around-only to be met by the hail of metal.

At this point in life, all three of the Blaue's managed to say in their collective head:

''Dominator: Awwh fishballs meatballs footballs soccerballs basketballs and shit. ''

''Composer: I wonder what it feels like to be normal, eating ice-cream, having a failing relationship with the woman you met 2 years ago, having a shitty job, your mother screaming at you every now and then. Yeah. Noooormal.''

''Inquisitor: Touche, karma. Touche. ''

Whether by luck, act of God or pure destiny however, Blaue twisted his ankle and tripped over his two feet, crashing down on his chin and successfully biting hard on his tongue. As his mouth filled with blood the three brothers could feel the bullets flying, punctuated by the silence as he heard boots stomping on the ground.

''Dominator: Aha! I live!''

''Composer: Good. Now can we have ice-cream after this? I made up my mind already.''

Inquisitor: GET UP YOU FOOL!

Wasting no time Blaue pushed himself of the ground and backwards, ignoring the protest of his ankles as the arms flew straight at him. Gnashing his teeth he jumped onto the side pavement, crushing a lightpost and the front of a car.

Dominator: I wonder if....

''Composer: Uhoh. Inqui? Big Brother has a plan.''

Inquisitor: Oh sh-