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 Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 10:57 pm
Reserved for anyone that uses pretty pictures and coding in their posts... This would be a good place to keep them, as once a story arch is locked, you won't be able to get to them in your posts. Also, a good place to test them before posting to make sure they line up correctly...
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 11:10 pm
คɾeɳ What is life?
It is the flash of a firefly in the night.
It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.
It is the little shadow which runs across
the grass and loses itself in the sunset. -Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator 1830 - 1890
███████████████████☭██████████████████➳███████████████████☭██████████ ʘɱϵgą - Watch out! No skirts are safe!  Aren wondered why on earth his puppeteer was posting about him in a place that wasn't exactly related to his storyline, or at all for that matter; to which, the only thing that The Bunit, his creator, so to speak, could say was, "You'll go where I put you." Of course, such a response merited a huff - a small huff, mind you, so small and inconsequential that one might have missed it if they'd not been truly listening - and he shook his head, chocolate eyes falling onto his characteristically bare feet. "My puppeteer is conceited," He grumbled, but loud enough that Bunit had heard him.
And as usual, she had an adequate response for her sharp tongued creation. "And my character doesn't stick to plans..." She complained, her voice stern as she said it. "Always chasing women, tangoing with ones you ought to let well enough alone."
"Make me." He scoffed, arms folded across the span of his chest. His grin was lazy, but challenging in the same breath -- something that aggravated the Bunit quite a deal. Her character, her loved creation... she was fast learning, was a pain in the a**. Contrary, ornery.. oh, there were a great number of words that came to mind, but none of them worth enough note to be jotted down for you to see, so I shall skimp you on the details, and leave this as it were, complete with the coding that was so carefully chosen for this post.
██████████████████████➳█████████████████☭██████████████████➳██████████████████ Certain things catch your eye,
But pursue only those
that capture your heart.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 11:23 pm
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Poker? Aren did his best not to let out an outward scoff. There were somethings... that the good rez boys tried to stay away from – gambling was one of them. Unfortunately, Aren had never exactly been the best of the kids on the reservation; needless to say, with a bit of luck, Aren was proficient at the game. So he let his arm take Cissa's by the elbow in a gentleman's fashion, and another devilish grin played in his features. Roland made the strip poker comment before he'd been able to so instead of letting the kid try and make a funny and leave it, the native shook his head. “Well.. you can pawn of your cigarettes, and the rest of us can bet our clothes. Because people like me don't have the coins to bet.” Playful eyes darted between Cissa and Lillian. “I'm quite sure the sights are going to be awesome if we keep to the rules.” He let out a small chuckle, as he motioned for the ladies and Roland to follow. “That is, if you ladies can take the heat.”
He played well into the night – not actually losing clothes, but not betting any money either. The game was simply for fun, and Aren found the company to his liking... keeping up well with the witty banter that the Omegas seemed to be prone to. When he finally turned in, Aren had won a fair share of hands, and some boasting rights for beating the team leader in a few hands. Though, she'd admittedly held her own – an impressive feat. Apparently, Cissa was a woman of many talents.
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Everything was cold, breezy... and Aren woke up stiff, his back rigid, and as he moved it sounded like rocks crumbling for the first few seconds. Well... that wasn't normal. And the flapping under him... that definitely wasn't right. “The hell?” He muttered, a bit bamboozled by the goings-ons in his bedroom.
Aren did a quick glance over to his roommate's side of their dorm... and couldn't make out whether or not he was there. Bare feet hit the tiled floor, and Aren quickly realized that he felt a great deal heavier. Though, the crumbling noise stopped... that was a good thing, right? Figuring something was afoot by the scrambling in the hallway, the size shifter started for the Omega leader's room, but got caught by the doorway... his wings not quite wanting to fit through the door.
Wait.
Wings?
What. The. Hell?
Shrinking for a moment so that he might fit through the doorway, Aren hurried off to Narcissa's quarters, where several people had already gathered, with problems not dissimilar to his own. A pumpkin head asked what was going on, and Aren raised his hand to second that notion as he stared at what rightly looked like the Queen of Jack-o-Lanterns.
Queen was fitting?
It wasn't until then that Aren chose to look at any part of him, and found that everything was all wrong. His skin was blue. Like a freaking smurf. And cracked as though he were some old man. And he had wings, apparently.
But that wasn't the best part. Oh no... whoever had done this (he guessed the same person who had drugged them in Catalina) had taken the time to give him a loin cloth. "That explains the breeze." He mumbled, well aware that no one might have understood what he was saying. "I know I have a habit of not wearing shirts... but that's... just a tad too much." [ooc: I'm sorry for the quality of the post. My head's not all here at the moment. I promise that I'll try and do better with the next posts.] ▀▀▀ ▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀ ▀ ▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 9:33 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 12:20 pm
 ȻΩѶɆȾ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☥ Ωrchid Ⱥutumn
Ωmegas
Location: blah
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Burnt and charred, this bride of scars...xxxxxx.
O Belladonna...xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Lost in the glare, all of us stare...xxxxxxxxxxx.
The patterns of pain, scream out your name...
O Belladonna...xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 4:12 pm
 
Location: ________________ Team: ________________ Actions: ____________________
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 12:50 am
"They don't know...
What I know...
They never seen this side of you...
They Know the lies, I know the truth "They say stay...
I say go...
They never saw our stars before
They think our love is beautiful..." "Everything is beautiful when you see them through...
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Rose Colored Glasses
Take em' Off" ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀
Team: Alpha
Code Name: Tsunami
Location: ???
Ability: Hydrokinesis
Thoughts: ???
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 4:29 pm
 Location  Let
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 11:08 am
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Team ↠ AlphaxxLocation ↠ Test Thread The Bunit could only guess what Elliott was thinking, considering the state of things. Considering that she was certainly not his puppeteer, but had provided a new look for when he DID have something to say. Odd, yes...
But she was sure that Aeon of Genocide had informed him on the fresh new look, who thought the magnokinetic needed a makeover the way the nerdy girl in the movies needs one.
So this simple style, was what the Bunit devised, only hoping that both parties involved would be happy with the work. But considering it was a freebie... he couldn't truly be disappointed, right? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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LYRICS LYRICS LYRICS OOC ↠ simple, but effective I hope.
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2011 7:40 am
  Name: Ƞarcissa "Cissa" Ƚucania
Team: Ѻmega
I touch the fire...
And it freezes me.
I look into it, and it's black.
Why can't I feel?
My skin should crack and peel.
I want the fire back.
Please, Let it burn...
Location: Academy
Thinking: God Save the Queen-HA-British!
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Ｃｈａｍｅｌｅｏｎ
Ｄａｙｌｉａ Ａｓｔｒａｌｌｏxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Ｔｅａｍ Ｏｍｅｇａxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 8:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:04 am
╳ Codename: Sparta ╳ Team: Omega ╳ Location: Space ╳ Thinking: Bite Me ╳ Several years ago, human and mutant relations seemed to be getting better on the planet Earth. Those that advocated for human rights seemed to have lessened in their campaign’s to end mutant-kind. Perhaps it was the work of the X-Men—Keeping their own in line…Perhaps it was the improved, more humane efforts from the Mutant Task Force. Or…Perhaps it was simply the calm before the storm. "Spoken text bold."
One fateful night, after a long absence from the limelight, Magneto appeared above New York… Finally driven to insanity by his need to hold dominion over all, he unleashed an attack on New York. It left devastating effects in the area… And an estimated 2.5 million innocent civilians and mutants were lost.
The X-Men, Fantastic Four, Avengers, and any other hero in New York City fought Magneto and his Brotherhood back and stopped them from doing any more damage to the United States…"Spoken Text Bold."Though they escaped custody.
This was not to be the end of the conflict... SHIELD, a United Nations sanctions organization, decided that Magneto and his Brotherhood were a threat to national security. When Magneto and his team fled to the Island of Genosha, SHIELD unleashed several Sentinels with a seek and destroy order… The citizens of Genosha would not allow for their up until recently, altruistic leader to be destroyed. "Spoken text bold."
Five million mutants died in this conflict, and the mutant haven Genosha was scorched and left for rubble.
Magneto was presumed dead. The government disbanded the Sentinel Project after seeing what had become of Genosha. There was nothing left… And too few powerful mutants left willing to fight them. SHIELD deemed that the mutant threat, was no more. "Or Whatever."
Nevertheless, because of this horror and loss…the Human vs. Mutant conflict escalated to the highest peak… Those with abilities were no longer safe. Not even in their own homes. To look impartial, Charles Xavier stepped down as head master of his school and appointed two opposing mutants as headmasters: Scott Summers and Emma Frost. He is currently a figurehead, and leading promoter for equality and peace.
The Xavier Institute has always served as a home and school for children and teenagers who desired to learn about their abilities and train to be X-Men—If they so chose. But now any troubled mutant, anyone with an ability would be welcome behind their doors if they were looking for peace. However, the dynamics between the teams changed over the years… Students grew older, and more capable… And due to the lack of mutant’s from the massacre in Genosha—The Academy promoted two teams to X-Men status.
Alpha and Omega.
They’ve taken on many enemies to the X-Men, and to the human race over the years… And have somehow managed to come out on top, despite the odds. Over four years have passed since the massacre in Genosha… And while Mutant/Human relations have been strained—Up until recently, there has been a relative calm.
But things are changing again, there are whispers of unrest… Life for the X-Men won’t be getting easier anytime soon.   [align=center][img]http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a175/esperanzad/Not My Characters/michael.jpg[/img][/align]
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[size=13][align=center][color=black]╳ [b]Codename:[/b] [i]Sparta[/i] ╳ [b]Team:[/b] [i]Omega[/i] ╳ [b]Location: [/b][i]Space[/i] ╳ [b]Thinking: [/b][i]Bite Me [/i]╳[/color][/align][/size]
[align=center][size=13][color=#330000]Several years ago, human and mutant relations seemed to be getting better on the planet Earth. Those that advocated for human rights seemed to have lessened in their campaign’s to end mutant-kind. Perhaps it was the work of the X-Men—Keeping their own in line…Perhaps it was the improved, more humane efforts from the Mutant Task Force. Or…Perhaps it was simply the calm before the storm.[b] "Spoken text bold."[/b]
One fateful night, after a long absence from the limelight, Magneto appeared above New York… Finally driven to insanity by his need to hold dominion over all, he unleashed an attack on New York. It left devastating effects in the area… And an estimated 2.5 million innocent civilians and mutants were lost.
The X-Men, Fantastic Four, Avengers, and any other hero in New York City fought Magneto and his Brotherhood back and stopped them from doing any more damage to the United States…[b]"Spoken Text Bold."[/b]Though they escaped custody.
This was not to be the end of the conflict... SHIELD, a United Nations sanctions organization, decided that Magneto and his Brotherhood were a threat to national security. When Magneto and his team fled to the Island of Genosha, SHIELD unleashed several Sentinels with a seek and destroy order… The citizens of Genosha would not allow for their up until recently, altruistic leader to be destroyed. [b]"Spoken text bold."[/b]
Five million mutants died in this conflict, and the mutant haven Genosha was scorched and left for rubble.
Magneto was presumed dead. The government disbanded the Sentinel Project after seeing what had become of Genosha. There was nothing left… And too few powerful mutants left willing to fight them. SHIELD deemed that the mutant threat, was no more. [b]"Or Whatever."[/b]
Nevertheless, because of this horror and loss…the Human vs. Mutant conflict escalated to the highest peak… Those with abilities were no longer safe. Not even in their own homes. To look impartial, Charles Xavier stepped down as head master of his school and appointed two opposing mutants as headmasters: Scott Summers and Emma Frost. He is currently a figurehead, and leading promoter for equality and peace.
The Xavier Institute has always served as a home and school for children and teenagers who desired to learn about their abilities and train to be X-Men—If they so chose. But now any troubled mutant, anyone with an ability would be welcome behind their doors if they were looking for peace. However, the dynamics between the teams changed over the years… Students grew older, and more capable… And due to the lack of mutant’s from the massacre in Genosha—The Academy promoted two teams to X-Men status.
Alpha and Omega.
They’ve taken on many enemies to the X-Men, and to the human race over the years… And have somehow managed to come out on top, despite the odds. Over four years have passed since the massacre in Genosha… And while Mutant/Human relations have been strained—Up until recently, there has been a relative calm.
But things are changing again, there are whispers of unrest… Life for the X-Men won’t be getting easier anytime soon.[/color] [/size][/align]
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:43 pm
 
I lost her trail on a Friday night. She was gone before I got home. She'd been getting restlessiIn that big house all alone. I've been up and down these city streets for three nights in a row.
And lord it's hard to find that girl when she gets the urge to go
It's kinda like a lost and found in a border town
Askin' bout a diamond ring
They just look at you like you've lost your mind say they haven't seen a thing.
But I know she's been here lately, I can still smell her perfume
And she gets crazy on a full moon.
And I know she'll be coming back - her car is waiting right outside
But, I don't want to think about who's taking her for a ride. And her unpredictability is what I love about her best.
Lord I've got to find her quick before she does something I regret
It's kinda like a lost and found in a border town
Askin' bout a diamond ring.
They just look at you like you've lost your mind, say they haven't seen a thing
But I know she's been here lately - I can still smell her perfume
And she gets crazy on a full moon
She's out there somewhere
Burnin up the night
Somehow I've got to run her down
I'm running out of time
It's kinda like a lost and found
In a border town
Askin' bout a diamond ring
They just look at you
Like you've lost your mind
Say they haven't seen a thing
But I know she's been here lately
I can still smell her perfume
And she gets crazy on a full moon
It's kinda like a lost and found
In a border town
Askin' bout a diamond ring
They just look at you
Like you've lost your mind
Say they haven't seen a thing
But I know she's been here lately
I can still smell her perfume
And she gets crazy on a full moonLocation
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