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 Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:11 am
Wuotan Sinjab ((twas getting long 2 me 2. anyways, when the losing battle is 3 on 1, and not 1 on 1, i tend to scream in my mind "NOT FAIR", and just repay the favor. however, i have been defeated 3 time on gaia. i dont mod, my charcter gets sctronger with every death.... like a saiyan.)) ((well sometimes you have to deal with unfair situations... facing the things you dont like is what makes you a man.... oh and btw i am aware of the whole saiyan thing and i think that is abit leaning towards my character is perfect, arrogant, conceited, god etc.)) ((true true, but this wasnt a thing that i simply decided apon coming to gaia. at least my charcter had to grow, survive some freakin hard battles, and kill a butt load of ppl to get where he is. but yes, he is a bit arrogant and godlike, not that even gods cant die. he dones get stronger from near death experiences, but death experiences. he trains in hell, learns new powers, gains new forms....... i love my chacter)) ((o yea, call me a wuss, but seriously, i just didnt feel like evem trying 2nite))
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:11 am
Wuotan Lover_of_Crows Wuotan Lover_of_Crows Wuotan Lover_of_Crows Wuotan Lover_of_Crows *She makes her way through the guys and sits in her booth, watching* *appears in the bar grabs a bottle of Rum then appears sitting across from Angel* care to have a drink? Yes, please, I get marriend tomorrow, I feel like a whore, had a fight with my X and ...just pour please*She sits there, her eyebrows scrunched, sukling, pissed off* ack i forgot glasses would you like to just share it with me from the bottle? Fine with me *takes a swig from the bottle then hands it over to you* alrighty then... sorry to hear things are not going well for you... sweatdrop I have all guy friends...*she drinks deeply* *flicks some of his hair out his eyes* thats nothing to be down about 3nodding *Drinks more* It is when people think your a whore
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:13 am
Sinjab Wuotan Sinjab ((twas getting long 2 me 2. anyways, when the losing battle is 3 on 1, and not 1 on 1, i tend to scream in my mind "NOT FAIR", and just repay the favor. however, i have been defeated 3 time on gaia. i dont mod, my charcter gets sctronger with every death.... like a saiyan.)) ((well sometimes you have to deal with unfair situations... facing the things you dont like is what makes you a man.... oh and btw i am aware of the whole saiyan thing and i think that is abit leaning towards my character is perfect, arrogant, conceited, god etc.)) ((true true, but this wasnt a thing that i simply decided apon coming to gaia. at least my charcter had to grow, survive some freakin hard battles, and kill a butt load of ppl to get where he is. but yes, he is a bit arrogant and godlike, not that even gods cant die. he dones get stronger from near death experiences, but death experiences. he trains in hell, learns new powers, gains new forms....... i love my chacter)) ((o yea, call me a wuss, but seriously, i just didnt feel like evem trying 2nite)) (( i didnt either. 4 years this guy has been in devolpment and its the night before his wedding. Not really in a fighting mood))
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:14 am
Sinjab Wuotan Sinjab ((twas getting long 2 me 2. anyways, when the losing battle is 3 on 1, and not 1 on 1, i tend to scream in my mind "NOT FAIR", and just repay the favor. however, i have been defeated 3 time on gaia. i dont mod, my charcter gets sctronger with every death.... like a saiyan.)) ((well sometimes you have to deal with unfair situations... facing the things you dont like is what makes you a man.... oh and btw i am aware of the whole saiyan thing and i think that is abit leaning towards my character is perfect, arrogant, conceited, god etc.)) ((true true, but this wasnt a thing that i simply decided apon coming to gaia. at least my charcter had to grow, survive some freakin hard battles, and kill a butt load of ppl to get where he is. but yes, he is a bit arrogant and godlike, not that even gods cant die. he dones get stronger from near death experiences, but death experiences. he trains in hell, learns new powers, gains new forms....... i love my chacter)) ((o yea, call me a wuss, but seriously, i just didnt feel like evem trying 2nite)) ((well god like being are abit dumb i find but it depends on the case and as for calling you a wuss why the hell would i call someone i dont even know in real life a wuss i dont know you man so dont assume i am going to start name calling you like a elementary kid))
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:14 am
Zero_Omega Sinjab Zero_Omega Sinjab Zero_Omega * he quickly stumbles back jsut narrowly avoiding the blade* hmm your faster then I first though, alright * he throws off his coat* lets dance *he grins* i was wondering. *he strikes the ground his his blade. wings burst fron his back, with an 18 foot wingspan and bloodred, they taint the area behind him a sinister color. he flaps his powerful wings and bullets towards his competitor, sword aiming for his chest* * he stands there, the man looked similar to himself with wings but said nothing, both his fist wraps started to spark* ******** not now.....* he reaches for his own blade, The Slayer of Kings, his movements slightly slowed by the binding pain surging in his arms. Black lighting starts to creep up his arm as the many stories tall, but very faint, image of a Greater Daemon flashed behind him. The daemon had been unleashed and as soon as his enemy was almost within striking distance he kicked his own legs out from under him, falling under the flying missle but as he was he shoot up with the sword just as a wing was about to pass by *he sword pierces his wing, and he loses his flight patterns. he struggles to a halt, some 5 feet from a wall, the lightening sureing thrugh him, he flaps his battered wings to dispel it into the air, so that it can no longer harm his body. he looks to his leather slightly bleeding wing. it is a clean tear, and hurts quite a bit. he forces himself to ignore the pain, to fall the image of his still tortured soul in hell, for assistace. his very blood explodes into flames, an ultra-rapid state of healing taking place. his wing's wound closes together, and he stands healed. climbing to hi feet, he utters a silent thanks to his doomed soul, grips his sowrd again, but stops. his sould speaks to him. and he sheathes it. he walks to his enemy, the match of his strenght, and offers a hand* very nice. * he sheathes the Sword, the blade moans angerly in its sheathe. He looks at the man with slight distain but takes his hand* Next time it doesnt end this way of course not, next time, it doesnt end. but for the record, if u think my actions toward ur soon-2-b wife r going 2 change, ur wrong.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:15 am
Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Hello Angel... I'd say the god modders are out in force but that would get be beaten in.*She smiles softly* fun is fun*gives a quick firendly hug* How are you today? *She hugs him back softly* Too much, I worked a party with Zero, came back here and well...you see Fair enough. I get married tomorrow...well today...are you coming? Well yes. Wouldn't miss my Angel's big day. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't?
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:16 am
Lover_of_Crows Wuotan *flicks some of his hair out his eyes* thats nothing to be down about 3nodding *Drinks more* It is when people think your a whore *gives her a serious look* if it means anything to you.. i dont think you are a whore.... *smiles* can you pass the rum over?
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:16 am
Sinjab Zero_Omega Sinjab Zero_Omega Sinjab Zero_Omega * he quickly stumbles back jsut narrowly avoiding the blade* hmm your faster then I first though, alright * he throws off his coat* lets dance *he grins* i was wondering. *he strikes the ground his his blade. wings burst fron his back, with an 18 foot wingspan and bloodred, they taint the area behind him a sinister color. he flaps his powerful wings and bullets towards his competitor, sword aiming for his chest* * he stands there, the man looked similar to himself with wings but said nothing, both his fist wraps started to spark* ******** not now.....* he reaches for his own blade, The Slayer of Kings, his movements slightly slowed by the binding pain surging in his arms. Black lighting starts to creep up his arm as the many stories tall, but very faint, image of a Greater Daemon flashed behind him. The daemon had been unleashed and as soon as his enemy was almost within striking distance he kicked his own legs out from under him, falling under the flying missle but as he was he shoot up with the sword just as a wing was about to pass by *he sword pierces his wing, and he loses his flight patterns. he struggles to a halt, some 5 feet from a wall, the lightening sureing thrugh him, he flaps his battered wings to dispel it into the air, so that it can no longer harm his body. he looks to his leather slightly bleeding wing. it is a clean tear, and hurts quite a bit. he forces himself to ignore the pain, to fall the image of his still tortured soul in hell, for assistace. his very blood explodes into flames, an ultra-rapid state of healing taking place. his wing's wound closes together, and he stands healed. climbing to hi feet, he utters a silent thanks to his doomed soul, grips his sowrd again, but stops. his sould speaks to him. and he sheathes it. he walks to his enemy, the match of his strenght, and offers a hand* very nice. * he sheathes the Sword, the blade moans angerly in its sheathe. He looks at the man with slight distain but takes his hand* Next time it doesnt end this way of course not, next time, it doesnt end. but for the record, if u think my actions toward ur soon-2-b wife r going 2 change, ur wrong. Then you will pay for it dearly, We've all been to Hell. We've all just moved out of there. When your there say hi to Sango for me. Oh and about you going to Hell, you wont next time. No soul means no Hell.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:16 am
mjdunton Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Hello Angel... I'd say the god modders are out in force but that would get be beaten in.*She smiles softly* fun is fun*gives a quick firendly hug* How are you today? *She hugs him back softly* Too much, I worked a party with Zero, came back here and well...you see Fair enough. I get married tomorrow...well today...are you coming? Well yes. Wouldn't miss my Angel's big day. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't? Thanks Mj. You have been a wonderful friend.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:18 am
Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Lover_of_Crows mjdunton Hello Angel... I'd say the god modders are out in force but that would get be beaten in.*She smiles softly* fun is fun*gives a quick firendly hug* How are you today? *She hugs him back softly* Too much, I worked a party with Zero, came back here and well...you see Fair enough. I get married tomorrow...well today...are you coming? Well yes. Wouldn't miss my Angel's big day. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't? Thanks Mj. You have been a wonderful friend. *walks over to the bar and settles down on a stool*
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:20 am
Wuotan Lover_of_Crows Wuotan *flicks some of his hair out his eyes* thats nothing to be down about 3nodding *Drinks more* It is when people think your a whore *gives her a serious look* if it means anything to you.. i dont think you are a whore.... *smiles* can you pass the rum over? *passes him the rum* ok...but...alot of others...
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:20 am
*he picks up his coat, his body still shaking
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:21 am
Lover_of_Crows Wuotan Lover_of_Crows Wuotan *flicks some of his hair out his eyes* thats nothing to be down about 3nodding *Drinks more* It is when people think your a whore *gives her a serious look* if it means anything to you.. i dont think you are a whore.... *smiles* can you pass the rum over? *passes him the rum* ok...but...alot of others... *takes a big drink* they are all fools *takes his pack of cigs from his coat* would you like a smoke?
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:21 am
Zero_Omega Sinjab Zero_Omega Sinjab Zero_Omega Sinjab Zero_Omega * he quickly stumbles back jsut narrowly avoiding the blade* hmm your faster then I first though, alright * he throws off his coat* lets dance *he grins* i was wondering. *he strikes the ground his his blade. wings burst fron his back, with an 18 foot wingspan and bloodred, they taint the area behind him a sinister color. he flaps his powerful wings and bullets towards his competitor, sword aiming for his chest* * he stands there, the man looked similar to himself with wings but said nothing, both his fist wraps started to spark* ******** not now.....* he reaches for his own blade, The Slayer of Kings, his movements slightly slowed by the binding pain surging in his arms. Black lighting starts to creep up his arm as the many stories tall, but very faint, image of a Greater Daemon flashed behind him. The daemon had been unleashed and as soon as his enemy was almost within striking distance he kicked his own legs out from under him, falling under the flying missle but as he was he shoot up with the sword just as a wing was about to pass by *he sword pierces his wing, and he loses his flight patterns. he struggles to a halt, some 5 feet from a wall, the lightening sureing thrugh him, he flaps his battered wings to dispel it into the air, so that it can no longer harm his body. he looks to his leather slightly bleeding wing. it is a clean tear, and hurts quite a bit. he forces himself to ignore the pain, to fall the image of his still tortured soul in hell, for assistace. his very blood explodes into flames, an ultra-rapid state of healing taking place. his wing's wound closes together, and he stands healed. climbing to hi feet, he utters a silent thanks to his doomed soul, grips his sowrd again, but stops. his sould speaks to him. and he sheathes it. he walks to his enemy, the match of his strenght, and offers a hand* very nice. * he sheathes the Sword, the blade moans angerly in its sheathe. He looks at the man with slight distain but takes his hand* Next time it doesnt end this way of course not, next time, it doesnt end. but for the record, if u think my actions toward ur soon-2-b wife r going 2 change, ur wrong. Then you will pay for it dearly, We've all been to Hell. We've all just moved out of there. When your there say hi to Sango for me. Oh and about you going to Hell, you wont next time. No soul means no Hell. i cnt pay for what hasnt happened yet. i feel there will forever b a tension between us, but o well. besides which, i still have a soul, y do u think i left him there? not exactly the key to eternal life, but if u really truly wish to destroy me, u got a ways to travel. he sometimes likes 2 get away and mess with ppl for/with me. but fine, have it ur way* walks to the bar the find the cat girl whose name is has already forgotten*
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:23 am
* he grinned at his ignorance but let him think what he will
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