Livie is home~ :3
*mingles in with the rest while backreading*
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| Golden Ho-Oh Academy - Pokemon B/C Interest Thread Go to post | 139 | Breedable/Changing Pets |
Sat Oct 03, 2009 9:19 pm |
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| ||Children of Arceus|| [Pkmn 5th Gen] semi-hiatus Go to post | 6162 | Breedable/Changing Pets |
Sat Oct 03, 2009 9:16 pm |
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Livie is back again~ busy couple of past days was busy >>
It's election day for us tomorrow... = -=; things are getting hectic... mmm...... I'd love to see some new life to this thread anyway, though = |
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| ✖Daruma: Customs/Breeding Raffle pg. 1604 Go to post | 24705 | Breedable/Changing Pets |
Sat Oct 03, 2009 8:25 pm |
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*chases around threadpeople*
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| U и ℓ o c κ ε ∂ » OMG HOLIDAY EVENT THREAD Go to post | 8885 | Breedable/Changing Pets |
Fri Oct 02, 2009 9:59 pm |
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heart *rolls through*
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| `Duppelerie BC IT / We're Hiring!! CYO pets is going on Go to post | 776 | Pricing, Assistance, and Suggestions |
Fri Oct 02, 2009 9:56 pm |
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e we I like Byakuya~ <3
and... and I totally don't think of Byakuran when I say Byakuya... OTL HOLY BISHIE IN A SUIT ALERT! O AO I... I might do him too if I get the time after Byakuya... I love... love these lines... also thanks, oshi~ <3 it's like a whole new world of coloring has appeared out of nowhere! |
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| `Duppelerie BC IT / We're Hiring!! CYO pets is going on Go to post | 776 | Pricing, Assistance, and Suggestions |
Fri Oct 02, 2009 7:56 pm |
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I WANT TO DO OSHI'S BYAKUYA!
by the way~ I have shiney new coloring techinque~ >u< *shows Tsuna off* = u= |
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| [L o s t Y e s t e r d a y] ++private++ Go to post | 27 | Barton Town |
Thu Oct 01, 2009 10:51 am |
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.:[ T h e S p a n n e r ]:.
The silence inside his head was deafening. He was asked a few questions and at times he had managed to sputter out some of the things he saw but of course no one would believe him. A stranger who committed the murder then disappeared without notice just when he conveniently happened upon the scene was almost impossible. And while he wanted to scream at them and say that it wasn't completely impossible... he wouldn't. Because it was as if someone had stolen his voice right out of his throat. On either case the policemen said something about investigating it and left. Gino remained alone and in silence. And it was all so frightening, the wall, the silence, threatening to fall down on him, closing on him, crush him. He did feel guilty. Guilty not because of a murder he didn't commit... but for a murder he failed to prevent. If only he had made some haste back then... maybe he'd be there in time to walk home with Cissilia... and then this wouldn't have happened. And then he wouldn't be here. He didn't even do anything to stop that stranger from walking away. He... he was a damn coward. How was he going to look his friends in the eye now? His walls of silence being broken by the sharp sound of the door of the detention room opening -or at least that was the impression he got from it-, in walked the person he both wanted most to see as well as the least altogether. Mike, Cissilia's older brother and his best friend. What was he going to say? What was he going to do? How could he explain? ...the truth was he couldn't lie to him. He'd never do that... never. As the other spoke he picked his head up and gave him a half-hearted look of desperation. His eyes were dry, however. He hadn't managed to shed one tear yet, no matter how his eyes felt like burning from the inside. A sigh escaped him and his shoulders slumped, his whole body curling up in a small, defenseless position. The others... maybe it would be good to see them... then again, Gino wanted to see no one right now. He wanted to lock himself up in a room and sit there until there was no one that could remember him left there for him. And then... that question... he bit his bottom lip not to cry. Did he? Well... maybe he wasn't the one to actually impale her like that... but... if only... "What are you saying?" he snapped. "I... I just got there and there was this guy... I... did you see her wounds...? She was stabbed with a ******** sword. I don't even know how to use a switchblade without cutting myself how would I even use that thing? Not to mention it was nowhere to be found! Except if you claim that I ate it afterwards!" his words might have sounded funny even, in a different situation...but in this one they were anything but that. They were the truth... the cold, hard truth. That being said he broke down, crying, tears streaming down his cheeks. He hadn't wanted for anything like this to happen. He never wanted for something like this to ever happen. He hated it... hated it... all the pain and the suffering and he could do nothing about it. Death was irreversible. So ******** irreversible. It was unfair. Absolutely unfair... why...? Why did it just have to happen to them? Why couldn't it have been someone else? And at the same time he thought about this... he felt bitter even then... bitter to be as selfish as to wish such things upon someone else... |
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| [L o s t Y e s t e r d a y] ++private++ Go to post | 27 | Barton Town |
Thu Oct 01, 2009 9:51 am |
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.:[ t h e S p a n n e r ]:.
.:[ S t o r m W a r n i n g ]:. They say... that the bad day makes itself apparent from the beginning. If that was so then afterwards the red-headed boy would claim he ne'er received any sort of warning... nothing that could prepare him about the events that would occur that evening. Of course... him not doing half the clumsy things he usually did could have possibly been a sign. He was unlucky Gino after all. All his bad luck that missed to hit him on the head all along could just have piled up and assaulted him all together. Nobody was there to pity him. But instead of rambling we should go back to the time it started. It was thirteen minutes after four in the evening when Gino left the school's library where he had stayed overtime to finish writing an essay. His schedule would be the usual afterwards. Stop by the coffee-shop, do his shift of four hours, go home, finish homework and maybe meet his friends if circumstances allowed it. Maybe Mike would like to come over for a movie or something... at the point he hadn't really made his mind up or anything. So, he left, and went to work... were nothing unusual happened except maybe the espresso machine breaking down which was inevitable since it was rather old and he had been repeating it way and over again, the need to replace it... Of course this wouldn't apply to when he actually left from work. Being October it was rather chilly, which made him tighten his jacket around him. The sky was a dark black velvet covered by silver wisps of clouds wherever the moon managed to break through them and paint them with its glow. A light drizzle started falling a small while later which wasn't all that peculiar for October either. After all the weather forecast was all about clouds and rain... It made him want to hit his head against the nearest wall for forgetting his umbrella at home. But of course he would forget... So he kept on walking... until he came across... the most peculiar sight. No... not peculiar.... horrifying was the word one would need to look for... A tall stranger clad in black was holding a dead girl in his arms. Worse, both seemed oddly familiar... for the man's presence he wasn't sure at all... The girl however he was sure of... and that made it all the worse. All the worse... As for the how he had the knowledge that the girl was dead... it was part the way she was hanging limb... part the blood... all that blood... as well as the man's gleeful expression... it was all so frightening together. Losing his ability to move or speak for a moment he just stood there, petrified. At first the man seemed not to have noticed him... however... He took a step forward, unsure of his footing. He felt like his legs from the knee down had disappeared. "Ci-Cissilia..." his voice was barely even a whisper but it made the man lift his stare to him. This time Gino really fell on his knees. There was something so inhuman about those eyes that made his blood feel like liquid chill running through his veins. Were these the eyes of a murderer? The man smirked at him then simply got up and turned to walk away, fully aware that the boy could do nothing to stop him. Gino would barely remember what followed after the man's leaving. He somehow managed to crawl over to the girl's side -too weak to even stand up to walk properly- and using his cell he called an ambulance. All that remained etched in his memory afterwards were people running around him in a panic and himself standing aside, alone, like a dead man walking. And of course the policemen and what they said. "You're under arrest in suspicion for Cissilia Juliet's murder" but he was too tired to speak... or argue for that matter, his mind gone completely blank. |
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| `Duppelerie BC IT / We're Hiring!! CYO pets is going on Go to post | 776 | Pricing, Assistance, and Suggestions |
Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:44 am |
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Leon is done and up in the guild <:
...Judas is giving me a hard time with that bone helmet of his >>; |
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| [L o s t Y e s t e r d a y] ++private++ Go to post | 27 | Barton Town |
Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:25 am |
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