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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wulf Ratbane" data-source="post: 880348" data-attributes="member: 94">“HI HO! WOT’S ALL THIS THEN? BIT OF A DUST UP?” Jekyll was gone-Edward Hyde stood in his place, eight or nine feet of muscle and degenerate humanity.Edward bared a mouthful of pre-human fangs in some semblance of a grin and waded into the fight, knotted fists swinging like wrecking balls. He grabbed the crystal construct by one arm and dragged it into his gaping maw, but his other arm slid off the creature before he could get a proper grip. Consequently, his attack did little-at best he managed to chip one of his own teeth on its crystalline carapace.Either West was pre-armed with knowledge of Jekyll’s condition, or he simply didn’t care, because he continued to fan his pistols uselessly into the monstrous melee. Quartermain also managed to get off a shot-- and yes! A slight crack appeared where the enormous 60-caliber round slammed home. But clearly, it wasn’t enough. “We need bigger guns,” Alan mumbled.Mina shouted to the crew of the Nautilus. “The deck guns!”The crew stood agape, watching the spectacle, until Nemo too took up the call. “Load that harpoon!” he bellowed. He pointed to a colossal cannon-like contraption bolted to the deck. Polished-brass precision-tooled metal intertwined with colorful couplings that slithered back into the recesses of the submarine. It glinted in the sunlight and might perhaps have appeared beautiful, save for the wickedly barbed harpoon the crew rammed into place. There was no mistaking the Nautilus’ deadly deck gun as a thing of beauty.Save to Nemo, of course. He smiled with a father’s pride as the crew swiveled the gun into place and put the crystal construct in the crosshairs. A hiss of hydraulics presaged the onslaught and Nemo stepped aside just as the cannon boomed. The harpoon struck the construct full on, cracking it significantly, but ultimately bouncing off and falling to the dock.Griffin had finally shed his clothes and bravely approached the construct from behind-evidenced only by a small barrel of goods that mysteriously (and somewhat ponderously) lifted itself from the dock and came crashing down on the construct’s head... to no avail.Unfazed, the construct turned its attention to the most dangerous target it could find. Edward Hyde was soon dripping with his own blood-- a new experience, but apparently not an entirely unpleasant one. He grinned and grappled away with the construct with newfound vigor, trying once again to rend it apart.Griffin took advantage of the moment. He scooped up several coils of cable from the fallen harpoon and looped it around the construct's neck. Hyde seemed prepared for Griffin's plan, or at the very least he was the first to respond: he pushed away from the construct with all his might. West and Quartermain opened fire again, sending it staggering back a few more steps towards the edge of the pier. Just as the construct seemed ready to fall over the side, it straightened and regained its balance. Thinking quickly, Griffin grabbed the rope and jumped off the pier. The invisible man was not slightly built. His added weight was too much-- or just enough-- and the construct toppled off the pier. It sank like a stone into the murky waters of the New York harbor.Edward shook the blood from his eyes and smoothed down what was left of his vest and shirt. Setting his hat at a jaunty angle, he strode off into the crowd."WHERE CAN A FELLA FIND A BIT O' FUN AROUND HERE?"Though some folks had been mesmerized by the fight itself, the sight of Hyde striding towards them sent them all into a panic. Griffin had climbed from the water and stood glistening like a ghost, laughing while the water dripped off his naked body and women shrieked in horror.</blockquote>

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