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Post by Tom Troughton on Jun 1, 2004 13:24:19 GMT
*Tom was struggaling to sub due Deal.*
"You'll pay for your crimes this time Deal. Pay for them at the end of a rope."
< Deal>
"Not in your life time Hobo."
*Tom tried to pull back to get Deal off balance so as to bring him down on to the ground, But Deal pulled back sharply, Tom let go off Deal, But Deal kept hold of Tom.*
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Edward Deal
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Notorious & Villainous Trader
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Post by Edward Deal on Jun 1, 2004 13:35:20 GMT
*No one was sure what happend Next. Deal seem to losse his footing as he pulled backwards in an attept to hurl Tom of the cliff.*
*In a flash Rob saw Deal's Feet slip and dissaper over the edge of the Cliff, he saw Deal's body jerck backwards as gravity claimed it and pulled it down, the look of terror on his face, as he looked down wards towards his death. The last cry of rage, terror and deffet emmited from Deal's mouth.*
*BUT Rob also saw to his Horror that Deal still had a tight hold of Tom's jacket. Tom tried franticaly to dissloge Deal's grip, or to remove the jacket but befor he could he to was pulled over the edge, and down towards the frothing, churnning waters of the Dunnfalls.*
*By the time Rob and Zeytan had reached the edge and were looking down at the water below, no trace of the two men's bodys could be seen. But Rob noticed jutting out from a rock face just with in reach of his hands. Tom's recorder and wraped around, it fluttering in the wind as if trying to escape was a picec of Deal's garment. Even in Death Edward Deal and Tom Troughton were locked together in strugle.*
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Post by ringmasterrob on Jun 1, 2004 13:37:04 GMT
*Tears fell from Rob's eyes down the drop*
Rob: So passes Edward Deal, and our dear friend *sniffs* Tom Troughton, in death he has ridden us of a great evil. Death was too good for Deal, why do things have to go this way?
*Rob looks dispairingly at Zeytan*
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Post by scareye on Jun 1, 2004 13:39:37 GMT
*Observing the demises of the two men Scareye felt a twinge of delight*
Scareye: IT is done, one loose tounged loose end wrapped up and that pathetic Hobo magician done, I never thought they would take care of each other. Things are going very well indeed, let us just hope Visage finishes Rob off and then things will be over.
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Post by Zeytan on Jun 1, 2004 13:52:02 GMT
*Zeytan looked down at the water below. He feels saddness at Toms death but not grief, for he did not know Tom long enought to feel greif. He looks back at Rob.*
"Such is life Ringmaster. Your freind Tom did not die in vain, as you say he rid this land of a great Evil. Take what small comfort you can in that and also in the fact that I can assure you that from this hight the Death would have been quick and mercyifull. He won't have sufferd."
*He looks again at the water.*
"I think that any recovery of the bodies would be immposibal. That will be there resting place. Lock in enternal struggla Dunnfalls will hold the bodies of a Great crimeinal and a true hero, for all time."
"Bareing that in mind would you like to retrive his recorde as some small momento of his life?"
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Post by ringmasterrob on Jun 1, 2004 13:53:43 GMT
Rob: Yes I would that does not seem possible though *More tears stream down Rob's face*
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Post by Tom Troughton on Jun 1, 2004 14:14:28 GMT
*As Rob looked sadly at the Recorder, he half thought for a second he heard a fizzing sound somwere close by, but he payed it no heed and continued to look at the recorder. Sudernly it started to move, gently at first and then more aggresivly as if something was pulling it free of the rocks.*
"Thats not possibal." Rob said.
*The Recorde dissloged it's self from the cliff face and flew up over Zeytan and Rob's heads. They watched in ammazment.*
"Realy Rob I Thought by now you would have guesses that nothing is impposibale if you put your mind to it."
*Rob reconised the voice instantly and looked around in shock, just in time to see the recorder return to the outstreched hand of it's owner.*
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Post by ringmasterrob on Jun 1, 2004 14:17:17 GMT
*Rob smiled and his heart leaped with such as sense of relief that his tears ceased*
Rob: Tom, you made it! Congatulations old boy, looks like you finally took care of Mr Deal for good. *Rob sees a strand of loose hair and pulls it out. He gasps in awe, it is pure grey, the others notice that his hair has gone a startling grey colour and his arms have distinctively more wrinkles* We must hurry, my time is fading much faster now after Deal's tricks. Let us go and find Visage!
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Post by Tom Troughton on Jun 1, 2004 14:28:49 GMT
*Befor Rob notices the Wrinkles.*
"That blessed Teleportation Spell. It finaly worked the way it's supposed to."
*In reply to Rob.*
"Yes indeed I think we should press on with all possibale haste. That Coin. That coin must be the key. Dose Visage still have it Rob?"
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Post by ringmasterrob on Jun 1, 2004 14:39:24 GMT
Rob: *Remembering* No, Visage doesn't have it, he dropped it into the Dunnfalls. There's no way we can get to it. Unless *Rob casts his eye to Zeytan* Zeytan my good fellow, you are an Atlantean are you not?
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Post by Zeytan on Jun 1, 2004 15:28:05 GMT
"I am indeed Ringmaster."
"You wish me to fish this coin out of the river for you?"
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Post by ringmasterrob on Jun 1, 2004 15:30:29 GMT
Rob: If you will do this for me I will be most grateful
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Post by Zeytan on Jun 1, 2004 15:34:57 GMT
"I will do so Ringmaster."
"Were did he drop it?"
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Post by ringmasterrob on Jun 1, 2004 15:39:17 GMT
*Rob points out where the coin fell, his wrinkled hand shaking slightly as he extends it*
Rob: There, you'll know it when you see it don't worry.
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Post by Zeytan on Jun 1, 2004 15:54:39 GMT
*The trio headed down to the pool Rob had pointed out.*
<Tom>
"Zeytan put these on."
*He throse Zeytan a pair of gloves.*
"If that coin was fatle for Deal to touch. The it must be fatle for you to touch also."
"Indeed. Good thinking Mr. Troughton."
*Zeytan put the gloves on and dived into the pool he swam down & down serching for the coin. Then final he spotted it. He grab'd hold of it and swam back to the surfess.*
"Is This the artical you seek Ringmaster?"
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