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The Second Coming of Man (NEED PEOPLE)
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Barton Town
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Fri Mar 20, 2009 5:23 am
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Name: Isolfr Resanus
Race: Unknown
Subrace: Necromancer
Abilities: Rise up the dead, control them, transport himself
Preferred Weapons: Personalized gun but will settle with fists if need be
Side: Niether
Short Bio: Isolfr woke up to find himself in a pile of trash, in the nude, and with wires and cables coming out from his body. The man doesnt know who he is or where he came from. In reality, he doesnt really care. If he only knew he was biologically create by the Galor to lure in humans and those untamed creatures that escaped from their confinements. Though, apparently, he was looked as a failure. How wrong they were. Isolfr was anything but a failure. Speed, strength, cunning, intelligence, and , he is able to be the best hunter. But too bad, the man works for know one and if he finds something interesting he will keep until he gets bored of it. No quesitons ask. He is more of the type shoot now ask questions later type of guy and believes actions speak better than words. Did I mention he is a bondage freak? [Kinks ;3]
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Life: The Other Game of the Gods
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Barton Town
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Thu Mar 19, 2009 1:26 am
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 ╓───────────────────────────╖
【Days of wine and roses laugh and run away【
☀Like a child at play☀
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Isolfr Resanur
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Isolfr strolled inside his class and made his way towards an empty seat. He didn't expect anyone to actually care where he sat nor did it seem anyone actually had an assigned seat for now. Least he thought. The maestro of his, seemed really stingy and very stressed out. The guy needed wine. A cheeky grin formed on his lips as he thought of slipping a little wine into the prof's drink.
However, he restrained himself. Best not to encourage some actions on the first day of the game. Though, he does wonder why the kids seem all bummed out. It's causing a frizz on his mojo. It's starting to bum him out too. Negative feelings is a big no no. "OI! Teacher!" he shouted, grabbing everyone's attention, least it drained out the bad juju. "I have to pee." he last stated. Everyone laughed at him, though least he accomplished getting rid of everyones boredom and anger. Yes, laughter was key.
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Life: The Other Game of the Gods
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Barton Town
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Thu Mar 19, 2009 12:27 am
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╓───────────────────────────╖
【Days of wine and roses laugh and run away【
☀Like a child at play☀
╙───────────────────────────╜
【●·¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·●☀
Isolfr Resanur
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Blue eyes met a white sheet with black inked letters printed on it's surface. It was a waste of time that the lady use. Clicking buttons and typing names, he had to wait in the line forever. Isolfr pouted at the thought he had this...class called Geometry? What kind of subject is that?
Scratching his fair hair, he made his way towards the lockers. Apparently, you place your stuff there. Guess he wasn't allowed to carry his ale. Making his way towards the lockers, he found out how many humans liked to stare. Did he have something on his face? Was it his furry coat? If it was, he'll stuff this thing there too. No point in getting attention yet.
Isolfr grinned as he found his destination. "Yatta! I found it!" he said happily. Looking at the few kids next to him, since he had no idea how to open it, he followed what they did. Though, doing the exact thing proved to be the wrong password for this contraption. His paper though had the answer. Feeling really stupid now, he just followed the code and it opened. Smiling smugly, though he shouldn't he placed his things and grabbed some books out like the others next to him. This was hard work. Studying was needed.
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Life: The Other Game of the Gods
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Wed Mar 18, 2009 11:57 pm
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╓───────────────────────────╖
【Days of wine and roses laugh and run away【
☀Like a child at play☀
╙───────────────────────────╜
【●·¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·●☀
Isolfr Resanur
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The young man walked out into the sunlight. A beaming smile etched into his features as blonde locks of hair fell on his forehead. Cerulean blue eyes scanned the human folks like a babe with huge curiousity.
"Ah, so this is his game! How wonderful!"
Isolfr was his name. A bit of a tongue twister in the end but nothing no one can't pronounce. "Iz-ol-fur" was the easiest he can make it out to be. Shaking his head, and ignoring such useless and trivial thoughts, he began to make his way to the school and on his merry way. First things first, he must get this thing that these folks call, Schedule.
'Tis a bit of a nerve whacker for him, he the kind to just do whatever he wants. I mean, hello, doesn't this place have parties? Where is all the wine? Least he snuck in a bottle of ale before he came. How smart was he?! Rhetorical question, don't answer.
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The Second Coming of Man (NEED PEOPLE)
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Barton Town
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Wed Mar 18, 2009 10:47 pm
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//HAHA!! JUST KIDDIN! I HAVE FOUND TEH RP AGAIN!!//
//OOOOOOO!!! CAN I IMPREGNANT THE FOXY MAN!!! YESSS!! PLEASE! I ALWAYS WANTED TO IMPREGNANT SOMEONE!!! 8D YES YES!! PLEASE!! IMMA BE NICE AND GENTLE!! ....the first time....THEN ITS ALL LUST AND THRUST BABY!!! XD JUST KIDDING BUT PLEASE!! CAN I!??//
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Alabaster Diadem High || Open & Accepting || Boys Needed!
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Mon Mar 09, 2009 2:33 am
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Welcome to Reality [O/A]
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Mon Mar 09, 2009 2:31 am
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A sincere artist is not one who makes a faithful attempt to put on to canvas what is in front of him Reality is there
 M i S t E o R t E n N e N Misteor thought for a moment. "No...It's alright. I am in need of extra cash at the moment." he said politely as he looked back at the woman. He gave her a sincere smile and looked around the shop. "By the way, where are the roses?" he asked. That's when the boy looked at the man beside him. He didn't look like the type to work in a place...like this.
No, he looked more like the type to goof off most of the time. Frowning slightly, he went back to his main objective. Flowers. The red head male began looking over at the flowers that were displayed in the shop. Each one having their own unique characteristic. He was having a hard time thinking over what flower to pick. Roses were like a thing of the past now. If only his mother had a specific flower she liked. Then maybe it wont be as dificult to pick one out for her.
But one who tries to create something which is, in itself, a living thing
But Illusion is everywhere
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Welcome to Reality [Profiles/OOC/ Bumps] Others Welcomed~!
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Barton OOC
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Mon Mar 09, 2009 2:24 am
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Well hello my little ...
Ok I have nothing D:
So you don't know what to post eh..
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The End of Mourning Woods Asylum [OOC/Profiles/Bumps]
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Barton OOC
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Sat Mar 07, 2009 5:38 pm
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The End of Mourning Woods Asylum [OOC/Profiles/Bumps]
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Barton OOC
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Sat Mar 07, 2009 5:31 pm
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T h e E n d O f M o u r n i n g W o o d s A s y l u m
Hello Random People who stumbled upon this thread.
Unfortunately, this is the OOC & Profile thread for "The End Of Mourning Woods
Asylum". This RP is based on the continuation of a deceased RP I made round 2
years ago. ||No you dont need to know what that RP is|| If you wish to go to the
link of the actual RP of "The End of Mourning Woods Asylum" click the link below:
[link unavailable at the moment]
If you wish to see the Mourning Woods Asylum Original, Click here:
[link unavailable at the moment]
::Thread Master::
F l o o f e h - c h a n
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