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 Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 3:36 pm
((I guess Divine = life))
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 6:32 pm
I walk over to the general, and pull my bolt, that looks more like a spear, out of him. Then I wipe my paw on his clothes. "I think I should give myself a proper introduction... Oh wait, I guess the game we just played was introduction enough! In any case, can I shoot the one with the scythe in the leg? I still think she wants to run, and a limping target is easier to hit," I say cheerfully, not quite ready for the game to be over.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 10:43 pm
I raise a brow toward Mazurn in a questioning look at the mention of idiotic allies after having just killed the general. I wipe my blade off from all the blood on my skirt, but keep it in my hand in case Willow decided to try anything funny... Speaking of Willow, I look up at her with a glare and basically spit my words with a tone of disgust toward her, but also somehow manage a somewhat flat tone. "So, I can understand being a loner and what not... I'm one myself. But a traitor? I should slice your head off here and now. Loner is one thing, going against people who are willing to be allies and are now quite obviously at a bit of the upper hand, is a totally different subject. So what's your excuse again?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 2:54 am
I grimace as I see Mazurn apporaching. "MAZURN! PUT DOWN THOSE HEADS! YOU LOOK LIKE A FREAKING NEANDERTHAL! IT'S DISGUSTING!" I shriek, delivering a smack to his head.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 7:14 pm
Wow, can't believe my reverse psychology trick worked so well...
"Now that battle's over, I don't need to act anymore. I think I know what you're planning, but why don't you give me a better picture?" I ask in a polite tone.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 10:41 am
Completely ignoring everyone but Layla as she had little interest in answering any of the other questions, Willow couldn't help but smile "You know all you need for the moment hun, now fun as this has been I have buissness to attend to" turning on the spot she walked somewhat shakeily to the generals corpse, knelt beside it and placed one palm over the chest, the other on her own, finaly as her eyes went black, she took a calmming breath. "Reaper Art - Missing Memories" being a general he should know a thing or two about the red army and the location the base of operations.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 9:11 pm
Mazurn:
You collect three heads.
Sand-Claw:
"Be my guest," the neko-mimi ninja says. "But, I'm not the leader. So you'd best ask someone else."
Nyx:
You smack him, but he doesn't seem fazed.
Willow:
Your Reaper Art is stopped before it can even begin. Your father rises from the ground.
"Willow," he says sternly. "I don't care what your reasoning is, he is MINE! And you will go with these people, whether you like it or not!"
He means it; there is no arguing with him.
Everyone:
Ghuran, the God of Death, rises from the ground near Willow and speaks to her angrily. You all get a very bad feeling from his presence.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 9:18 pm
As this 'god' rises from the ground I raise a brow curiously as to what exactly he's yelling about, but also instinctively take on a defensive stance.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 10:49 pm
I hiss and whip out my daggers as I bound over to stand next to Leina. I glare at Death and allow electricity to crackle furiously along the blades of my daggers.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 12:42 am
Rising to her feet she glares at her father "Stay out of this Dad, This is my decision, i'm not a little kid anymore, you can't control me" although as she saId this she wobbled on the spot slightly 'damn, no more...energy' "Why are you so interested with these people anyway, I thought you hated humans?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 9:23 am
I watch the whole scene unfold, trying to keep my concentration so that I can keep my spells charged in case another fight arises.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 10:24 am
I turn around surprised at the neko-mimi asnwering me. "Gods! I didn't see you there! We should play a game involving stealth some time! Or next time we fight these red shirts you could join me in punting them!" I say excited that there are more people to play with.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:16 pm
At the appearence of Death, I dispel my weapon. I knew it's usually not a good idea to pick fights with gods for no reason, and no display of force I could muster would come close to being a deterent. I walk by Xiao and try to take her hand, hoping it would bring me a slight bit of comfort.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 2:25 pm
Nyx:
Your electricity is weak because it is being used as it is charged. If you charge it, it will look crueler.
Willow:
"Rivalries before grudges, Willow," Ghuran says. "My rival is helping the other side, and I refuse to obtain souls through his actions, carried out by the Red Army."
You do not know who this rival is.
"Set this world right, and then you can do as you please."
He bends down and takes the general's soul.
"Any last questions, Willow?"
Layla:
Xiao squeezes your hand tightly: she is nervous.
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