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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:11 pm
I realize now just how long Gamma's arms are. Not that they're longer than average, but that they'd look weird.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:12 pm
Bill!
Bill!
Bill!
Bill!
Bill!
Bill!
Bill!
Bill!
Bill Nye the Science Guy.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:13 pm
Someone sent out a post message asking to trade a Shadow Spirit for a Momo, so I sent a reply and said sure, 'why not' so now I have a Shadow Spirit instead of a Momo.
Sweet. cool
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:13 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:18 pm
I like to have unprotected violence with multiple partners.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:52 pm
Quote: Request from GuardianJohn Accept Decline Thu Nov 23, 2006 6:59 pm "Leviathan Stadium..." a voice said softly, reading off of a sign, "Abandon all hope, ye who enter..." The voice let out a sigh, the mouth that it belonged to curling up in a wry grin. "Nice try..." the voice said quietly, "But it'll take a lot more than that to scare me away." Standing in front of the gates of the stadium was a young man. Looking up, he gazed at the gates of the arena. The place certainly was a lot bigger than what Moira spoke of. The young man's grin did not falter as he began walking in. He was an oddity in many respects. Firstly, he was dressed entirely in black and silver. His boots were beginning to sink into the soft earth, causing the ends of his loose-fitting pants to be laced with dirt. His chest rose and fell quietly, its movements somewhat restricted by the armor that he wore. This armor was another peculiarity, as it was worn by the musketeers of the days of old. The mesh sleeves of his protective undershirt made soft sounds as he reached beneath his cloak to reveal a sword. This was an oddity as well, for his weapon was shaped like a giant key; its golden handle was connected to a silver blade, which ended in what appeared to be an angel wing. Another oddity suddenly arose as his free hand brushed away a few stray bands; Without these obstructions, the boy's emerald eyes could shine to their fullest. Yet another noticeable difference from other Gaians was the scar that ran down between these luminous orbs. Bringing his left hand back, he suddenly swung it forward in a half-circle. To most, this would be a pointless gesture. To the truly skilled, however, this was more than at, as only their minds could sense the surge of presence radiating from the young man. It was a challenge. Slowly lowering his hand, the tanned youth grinned and began making his way into the arena. Hopefully, this would be the start of another chapter of his life... JAF's obsession, keyblades.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:58 pm
but he can write... just needs to understand the need for smaller evenly spaced paragraphs.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 3:03 pm
[sarcasm] Haha, such an original weapon. [/sarcasm]
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 3:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 3:07 pm
Oh, theres nothing wrong with it. I just wanted to throw that keyblade bit in Jaf's face.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 3:09 pm
We need to let him in just so JAF can have someone else to hunt.
We'll get him a weapon called Swordbreaker.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 3:15 pm
Kraun Oh, theres nothing wrong with it. I just wanted to throw that keyblade bit in Jaf's face. ... . _ . ...
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 3:18 pm
lol
Let him in. He's a bit corny, but he seems to have a decent head on his shoulders. I just pray he isn't a "Sora Clone" or some sort.
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