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 Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 3:43 pm
Thousands of little paperballs littered the ground around Alanna. She scooped them up and put them in a bowl then grabbing a spoon she held it with both hands, vertical to her body. She placed a few of the paper balls in the spoon area and pulled it back with letting go, catapolting the little peices of paper over the bar, at whom ever was there.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 3:57 pm
*plunk* *plunk* *plunk*
As the dragonewt knight walked in, he was pasted squarely on the forehead by paper balls.
"....Feeling bored much this evening Miss Paper Pong?" rolleyes whee
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:25 pm
Her voice rose over the counter. "Quite so Knight of pelted forhead." She laughed loading up more paperballs.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:27 pm
Sergeant burst through the door, nearly knocking it off its hinges. He started smashing tables, and hammering the wall. " Leave...me... ALONE!" he screamed through grunts. " Shutup in there, just shutup!" His eyes continously switched from green to black. " No, no,no, NO!" He fell down, resigned. " Will anybody fight me?!" He screamed, lurching to his feet. He began to speak quieter. " I told you to leave me alone." He growled, and sat down.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:36 pm
" I guess no one is coming to relieve me of my confusion..." He sighed. Maybe a little training will help." He Stood up, weariness shining in his jade orbs. He walked out.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:38 pm
Alanna popped her head out from behind the counter. "What was that about?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:39 pm
He turned, hearing another voice. " Hello. Sorry for that, I'm just feeling a little odd."
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:41 pm
She smiled. "Sounds more like split personalities." Her whole body was hidden behind the counter, only her head was popped up. "You okay?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:42 pm
Curelara She smiled. "Sounds more like split personalities." Her whole body was hidden behind the counter, only her head was popped up. "You okay?" " Yes, I'm fine." He smiled. " Split personality, eh? I think that's it. I wonder though-who is the other person?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 7:19 pm
She shrugged. For her to tell she would have to make it come out. "Why don't you ask it its name?" She suggests with a yawn.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 9:06 pm
Dax appears sitting in his normal chair in the back of the room through a cloud of dark myst. Looking around the room he notices that no one is around. With a bore sigh he shakes his head
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 9:42 pm
bored he summons forth his guitar, and starts to play the sing "hurt", lightly singing it so himself
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 10:08 pm
he lowers his head to his guitar as he plays the song, still lightly singing to himself
i wear this crown on thorns.. upon my liars chair... full of broken thoughts... i cannot repair.... Beneath the stains of time, the feeling disappears... you are someone else..... I am still right here....
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 10:25 pm
he leans back for a moment, reaching into his pocket to pull out his pack of smokes. Slowly he removes one, putting it to his mouth, holding it there between his lips. Raiseing a single finger to it, the tip egnights with a small flame. After takeing a puff he puts his hands back on the guitar, starting to play a new song. After a few moments he starts singing to himself again.
you cant kill yourself now, because your dead in my mind... The boy that you loved is the monster you fear....
letting a puff of smoke flow freely from his nose he continues singing
pray now baby... pray your life was just a dream... just a dream.....
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 11:54 pm
outting his guitar down he stands and paces around the bar
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