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[RP] The Omnicide Reality
Frenchfry:
"Gah... whatever. I should have known a nice car wasn't gonna be coming my way for long."
Stefan collapsed back onto the seat, savoring the last few minutes he had on the fine leather.
Silver:
Dammit
Calx swerves off of the road, grabs the agate from under the seat, some papers from the glove box, and begins to shred them, placing the pieces in a pile.
Frenchfry:
Calx was shredding up paper. Insane people with conductive rocks and shredded paper was usually a bad sign. Stefan got out of the car, pulling Astrid with him.
"Young lady, I do believe we are about to witness massive amounts of fire."
Silver:
The sparks began to catch the paper, and the red of the ember began to grow. Calx leans over and blows into it, causing it to glow brighter.
It catches, and the flames begin to build up.
"What to burn what to burn....I need something to burn...I wonder..."
Calx jumps out of the car, and approaches the back, popping the trunk to reveal the engine. He twists off a knob and smells inside.
Alcohol based wiper fluid....Now how to get it out...
Searching the engine for a solution, he settles for the fluid tube. Ripping it out of the engine, he shoves it into the tank, sucking on one end to create a vacuum, and fills his mouth with the disgusting taste of wiper fluid.
Running back to the driver side of the car, he spits the liquid back out in a spray, creating a fireball in the front seat.
With the upholstery melting and catching fire itself, Calx examines his work, giving a nod and walking away.
"Modus can take care of the ones that come right?"
Frenchfry:
The car was engulfed in flame. Stefan took a few steps back. Fire was hot. Heat caused explosions. Explosions caused shrapnel. Fast, small shrapnel, whipping through the air into his sole surviving eye.
"Calx? I think it just might be time to skiddadle."
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