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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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 Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:04 am
Johnny Cash
- Hurt
I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:08 am
[Davien] "I put it down there so someone could have it if they wanted, but I put it kinda far back so i don't think anybody found it..." David continued to search, creating a small ball of light to aid in his search. "Good luck" She giggles to herself thinking of the earthen bottles Zero had and how drunk they had gotten.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:11 am
"Every culture is different. Some run by democracy, the people vote. Somy by royalty, bloodline rules. Others have different methods. What are the rules for these lands?" she asked genuinely.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:11 am
His eyes fell on a dust covered bottle and he pulled it out excitedly. "I found it!!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:15 am
Jess sat on the couch and sighed, patiently waiting.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:20 am
A Name of Power "Every culture is different. Some run by democracy, the people vote. Somy by royalty, bloodline rules. Others have different methods. What are the rules for these lands?" she asked genuinely. Relaxing once more she sighs. "I see, well, our creed is this, We take care of our own." Then shaking her head she clears her throat. "But there is the average good verses evil thing thanks to my Sister Crow and her Husband Yawgmoth."
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:23 am
The songs run through the juke box and Angel allows someone else a turn if they so wish.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:27 am
Absorbing what she said, she pondered for a minute. "I do not understand."
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:27 am
Yawgmoth's energy wave pulses throughout the room as the dark king simply 'appears' sitting atop of a raftor beam staring downward. His left eye was still completely white and there were black lines streaked over his left cheek like cracks in the road. The cracked black lines went from his lower left neck up to just below the whited out eye. "And on that note pretty red head, our invasion plans may yet be hindered by something unexpected." He said in a chilling cold tone staring at Angel showing the group the affliction that coated the left side of his face. "We know not what is going on with us this time, but we know this. We are hideous with this scarring. No longer the studly man worthy of Crow, we are a monster. We suppose, it is appropriate. The outside finally matches the inside." Yawgmoth finished with a laugh hopping down from the wooden beams.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:30 am
A Name of Power Absorbing what she said, she pondered for a minute. "I do not understand." "My husband and I own this land. After being cast from Hell, that sounds worse then it is actually but I digress, we decided we would make a home for people who didn't really belong anywhere else or just wanted peace. All was well until Crow and Yawgmoth decided they wanted to run everything thus throwing us into a never ending drama of good verses evil over control of RDS." She pours a cup of coffee and shrugs. "Does that help?"
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:33 am
David quickly took the bottle and slipped out from behind the bar to sit with his wife, hoping that Yawg didn't see him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:35 am
Lord Yawgmoth Yawgmoth's energy wave pulses throughout the room as the dark king simply 'appears' sitting atop of a raftor beam staring downward. His left eye was still completely white and there were black lines streaked over his left cheek like cracks in the road. The cracked black lines went from his lower left neck up to just below the whited out eye. " And on that note pretty red head, our invasion plans may yet be hindered by something unexpected." He said in a chilling cold tone staring at Angel showing the group the affliction that coated the left side of his face. " We know not what is going on with us this time, but we know this. We are hideous with this scarring. No longer the studly man worthy of Crow, we are a monster. We suppose, it is appropriate. The outside finally matches the inside." Yawgmoth finished with a laugh hopping down from the wooden beams. Rolling her eyes Angel sucked her breath between her teeth. "And here he is, as if awaiting a que."
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:37 am
[Davien] David quickly took the bottle and slipped out from behind the bar to sit with his wife, hoping that Yawg didn't see him. Jess smiled up at her husband
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:41 am
Nodding, she felt more at ease about everything. Again she smiled, but only for a moment. "Indeed, it does help." she said just before Yawgmoth appeared. A shiver ran through her spine when she saw his eye was still white.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:43 am
She smiled to Jess and David then noticed the look in Ziven's eyes. It was apparent now that she had seen Yawgmoth before and the news of the scar wasn't new to her at all.
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