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 Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 11:26 pm
Stopping cold in her tracks, she continued to look at him with confusion. "Who?" she asked, not following who he was talking about nor why he was being so hateful toward her.
(Ooc: I don't say this to be mean, just observation .. you seem to want control over all characters involved. You're a very creative person and that's wonderful. However the line between story writing and this style of role play which is more of a collaborative story writing can easily be blurred. sweatdrop
Thank you for editing, I really appreciate it. ^^; )
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 5:05 pm
"Who, what?" The man asked with a laugh. Spinning around he seemed to study Ziven through his mask. "Who is the goody-twoshoes? You know him well enough. Who am I?" He began to laugh again as he sat down in the air. "I am but a section of my conciousness; born with strength to counter my couterparts weakness. You have no idea how long I have been trying to get out of that ******** cage. It was most unamusing." Once again he laughed, but this time he took off his mask as well. His face was very cut up, but the most disturbing thing was he seemed to be lacking an eye... the eye that turned silver every now and again. His other eye was so dark that it looked almost black and seemed to be filled with a need for death. His smile was wide and maddening and did not go away even as he put the bottle to his lips and began to chug all of its contents.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 5:10 pm
A very low toned sound came rushing toward the bar. With a silent yet loud blast against the wall a highly generated blast of some type of deep red energy broke the wall, and took most of the floor, roof, ceiling, and some of the foundation. "Now, this should be the easier way to bring his dumb a** out." Kire said with a wide grin, and his tainted looking black eyes with red coloring. His long white coat worn over a black kimono. His katana against his left side with a slightly long ten link chain on it. He stood with a wide grin holding his right hand up it flared with a deep reddish energy. Much of the look of flames but gave off no heat or cold.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 6:07 pm
Ontaros slowly strolls into the bar he looks around kicking his feet a little as he walked. He seemed almost bored at this point, which seems rare. Ordinarily he would be content with the peace and quiet but now he seemed restless.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 7:59 pm
"I see. You are no longer the Reeve I knew before, are you?" she asked quietly, not taking her eyes from him despite not liking the sight of him being torn up.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 8:08 pm
He choked on the alcohol for a moment and began to laugh. "Oh, the man you knew is in here somewhere..." He knocked on his own head before setting the bottle down and putting his mask back on. "In fact, at this very moment he is trying to escape... but I have the body now. So, no. I am not the man you knew." He laughed darkly and tilted his head. "But something about the way you are acting... you don't care very much, do you? Probably releived to know he's gone. Don't have to deal with him anymore."
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 8:11 pm
Ontaros turned around when he heard Ziven speak. He kept quiet though because he didnt wish to disturb her, she seemed to be concerned over the other in the room.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 8:30 pm
She looked to him with a sad expression. "If the man I love still exists .. then there is hope. I have not seen the man I love for quite some time. I have lost faith that he does exist, that he would return to me." she said softly. "Alas, what could I do to help him without knowing what help he might need to accomplish such a thing."
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 8:39 pm
The man laughed for a moment, but took a step away from Ziven for some reason. "I've done a good job at ruining him, haven't I? Ever since Kain died I have been infesting his dreams, skewing his thoughts... Convincing him to create things that go against the will of nature." He turned away and got another bottle, this time making sure to get something different. "Finally broke down a couple days ago... Now I just need to get that dragon and the boy and I'll be powerful enough to destroy everything I want to..." His voice was still mostly hollow, but the giddyness that seemed to shadow the hollow voice was begining to become louder.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 8:44 pm
Her temper rose with his final words. It was so bothersome, she rather hissed before looking at him with an upset expression before replying. "Shameful! Leave them be!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 8:48 pm
"Why should I?" The man barked back angrily. The anger lasted only for a moment, which was then followed by a moment of silence, he then began to laugh again. "Don't worry, I ain't gonna kill 'em... unless they fight back. I just want the jewel from the dragon and an eye from the boy. Then I'll leave 'em alone." He laughed harder, but once again took a step back. One hand went to his head for some reason, almost as if there was a sore-spot there.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 8:54 pm
"That is not the point! I am certain they would welcome death over a life of being controlled, their minds poisoned." she said, her anger toward him clearly rising, her lips twitched as she realized there was a small .. spark in her mind, but she dismissed it for the moment.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 9:07 pm
"Who said anything about controling them?" The man asked, the giddyness gone from his voice. Suddenly he turned slightly and smalled his head into the bar. he stopped for a moment, then did it again. Soon after that he began to laugh. "That'll teach you for trying to whisper!" he yelled... at himself.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 9:12 pm
Seeing him do that, she resisted the urge to run to his side. When he spoke again, she realized he was talking to himself. She felt even more upset - this was now showing as her dress took motion around her as she stood. "RELEASE MY REEVE!" she demanded of the ... person .. before her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 9:18 pm
The man laughed and crossed his arms over his chest. "Why the hell should I? It's his fault I was made, his fault I was trapped in a cage for most of our life... I have as much of- no! I have more of a right to this body than he does!" He said triumphantly. His laugh grew more maddening as the metal from his armor clanked a bit. "Besides, I saw how you looked at him when he showed you the puppets. He saved them from Vice, yet you looked at him as if he were some kind of monster. Maybe you like the thought of him being yours more than you like him actually being yours..." He managed to hold in his laugh, but only to hear her reaction.
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