Ranboo & Me
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Thread Topic: Ranboo & Me
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Tubbo stared at the table. "I don't ... I don't remember that."
"Can we deal with this later?? Bad and Skeppy need help!! Now!!!" Gold screamed, panic making him more demanding than usual.
Lem nodded. "We should go. Now."
Dingoe grabbed Tracer's hand. -
Oop wait!!!!)
"We're going with you. We're gonna help." -
Ranboo teleported away for a moment, returning with a crate of weapons and enchanted books and spells. Even potions. "I'll take you." He said., his voice low.
"I'm going too. I'm not about to watch my worst nightmares come true without doing ANYTHING to stop it." Tommy said as he grabbed a couple of potions and an enchanted sword with sharpness and knockback.
"What! No-" Wilbur started to protest, but stopped when he received a deadly look from Tommy. -
Dingoe tested his axes, seeing how sharp they were. He smiled, sheathing them and grabbing some potions for Gold.
Tracer grabbed an empty bottle from Gold's bag, pouring ink in it. "Here. Coat your blade with this Tommy. It'll kill easy. Just don't break the bottle." He said, handing the ink to Tommy.
Gold swung his bag over his shoulder. "Let's get outta here, amigos."
Lem grabbed Ranboo's hand. "Let's do this together, brother. Wil? Stay here with Michael. We'll be back." -
Tommy nodded and smiled thankfully at Tracer.
Ranboo let go of Lem's hand briefly to kiss his son on the forehead and hug Tubbo. He returned to Lem a moment later. "Let's go, guys."
Wilbur rushed forward and hugged his brother. "Dont you DARE die-"
"I won't, Wil. Ranboo won't let it happen." Tommy cut Wilbur off and hugged him back. He then spun around and grabbed Ranboo's hand. -
(Let's bringing the pig)
Techno smiled as he picked up a knife. "What's this? A throwing knife?" He asked Bad backing up and taking aim at the demon. Bad nodded and screamed as seconds later the knife went up to its hilt in his shoulder. Techno laughed cruelly, walking closer to the demon, who whimpered and sheilded Skeppy with his body. Techno grabbed him by his throat, violently pulling his hood back and choking him. Bad whined weakly, putting his hands over Techno's, trying to break free. Techno pulled him forward, smashing his head back into the wall. Bad slumped to the floor unconscious. "Now where's that coward Gold?"
Lemon realized they were in the back room on the main floor. "Techno's in the kitchen. We walk in, take him down, and get Bad and Skeppy. Everyone got it? Only do what you think you can. If you get too low on health, back away. Let the rest of us handle it."
The others nodded. Gold waves his hand, moving forward. He crept down the stairs, hearing Techno growl something about the "coward Gold".
Dingoe followed Gold holding Tracer's hand. He kept himself calm by breathing evenly, quietly. -
Tommy quickly laced his blade in Tracer's ink, enough to do damage but not enough to notice it was there...until you were cut, that is.
Ranboo stuck behind everyone else. He could hear everything and felt his anger rising. He was becoming...dangerous. "Something just happened, something hit a wall. Techno hurt Bad." He said in a low growl. -
Gold couldn't control his fury. Even threats toward Bad infuriated him. Anyone hurting Bad.... That's never happened. But now it had. Gold was ready to do whatever it takes to keep his second father alive.
Dingoe edges forward. "Blood, fresh blood. Both are bleeding." He whispered, grabbing Gold's shoulder. "Ready?" He asked
Tracer tensed, changing from the shy, nervous Tracer to the ink god, that terrified everyone. He unsheathed his sword, purposefully rattling the sword in it's sheath.
Lem hissed. "What's wrong with you??? You just gave us away!!!!!"
Techno turned. "More fun. Sword being unsheathed. And voices. Looks like your coward came after all, Badboyhalo. Coming to save you, coming to die." -
(I kinda wanna keep Ran in the hallway, and then have Techno be scared as hell when he sees him. ? ? ?)
Tommy glanced behind him and noticed Ranboo's demeanor. "S***..." He muttered, memories flashing through his mind. He Moved up and stuck behind Dingoe.
Ranboo stayed in the dark, and simply listened as his anger rose higher and higher. "He knows." He whispered in a tone only Lem could hear. -
(Do it.)
Techno laughed. "Come out you coward. Bring your pathetic boyfriend. Fight me. Kill me. Oh wait. You won't. Because TECHNOBLADE NEVAH DIES!!!!!!!"
Gold emerged from the dark. "Bite my blade, Techno. I'm done with your tyranny. You can due, or face my friends."
Dingoe materialized, his twin axes in his hands. Tracer followed him, looking Techno in the eyes.
"Remember me, pig?" Tracer asked, his voice dripping with venom. Techno took a step back, his hand on his sword.
"And we're exposed. I'll go out next. Tommy." Lemon hissed, kneeling next to the blond. "Let's go." -
Tommy nodded and went after Gold, raising his blade high. "Techno, I'm back you bloody b****!" He yelled.
Ranboo just stayed in the shadows...silent. -
Techno snarled. "I already killed you! You can't revive again!"
Gold twirled his sword."Enough chitchat." He snarled. "Let's get to the point. It's six to one. Give up. You can't fight us all and win."
Techno snorted. *Six?? There's only five!!!! And I could kill all of you within seconds if I wanted too." He drew his sword, pointing it at Lem who was closest to him. -
Ranboo emerged from the shadows and towered over everyone in the room. He glared down at Technoblade, the look itself could have been enough to kill. His eyes blazed with fury and he bared his teeth. "Get. Away. From. My. Sibling." He growled. "NOW!"
Tommy spun and looked at Ranboo with both pure terror and admiration. -
Technoblade stumbled back. "Ra-ranboo! Oh god nooooo!!!!! Nooooooo!!" He cried, trying to back away from the Ender.
Gold and Tracer darted over to Bad and Skeppy. "Grab my bag and get rid of the ink. Then help me." Gold whispered hurriedly, trying to pull the knife of Bad's shoulder.
Tracer nodded and darted off. -
Ranboo stepped forward and growled. The entire room shook. He grabbed the blade of Techno's sword, not caring about the cut, and yanked it out of his hands. "Don't EVER raise another weapon at ANY of my friends or family. I don't give a f*** if you're being controlled. Don't. Do. It. Again. OR ELSE."
Tommy kept his sword raised, knowing he was one of the weakest in the room. He stayed by Dingoe's side, knowing of his fears.
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