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 Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:34 pm
Shibusen Hallways
These are the hallways that connect all of the classrooms. Here, you can mingle with your fellow classmates in between classes, hurry to your next class, fall asleep, whatever floats your boat. While these hallways do connect everything, be wary of people's locations (in other words, just because you and someone else are in the hallways doesn't necessarily mean that you will run into each other). Other than that, have fun and...
*Bell Ringing*
Get to class!
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:47 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom  ______________________________________________________
Jimmy being dragged by his ear had no choice but to follow Valier down a hall on the first left of the entrance to the building. He took note of each person seen in the hall as each was a possible threat to their mission. He pulled himself free and noticed that his shoes had came untied. Tying them up he pulled on Valier's colar, then on pointed at some upper classmen that might be useful. Jimmy went to them and started milking information about the place, and convieniantly one of them had a map of the place. Bringing the map back to Valier he handed it to him," We should go to the cafaiteria and get some food," Jimmy suggested as they did need to try and fit in..
______________________________________________________  My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 130
Twc:392
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 6:08 pm
And when the dead walk the earth, all the living will feel these coffins. ValierNuvola Meister | Newbie | The Black Messenger ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Valier halted with a grunt as Jimmy went to tie his shoe. He straightened his color and toyed with the snake-eye buttons as Jimmy came up. When he looked over to the upperclassmen Valier patted Jimmy's back, then tapped his foot as he waited for his Demon Lighter o a partner to come back. He grinned as Jimmy walked back and snatched the map. "The cafeteria, really? You know I do not like to eat." He commented with a sigh as he faced Jimmy. Fitting in was a key factor to this beautiful sabotage, but did it mean being unnecessarily pointless? Would all the chaos and madness be enough to make him happy? "Ugh... food." Maybe he was just making thi more dramatic then he should have? Acting... I should try it one day. He though to himself, a series of random thoughts rushing after it as he chuckled in a daze. Too much for just not wishing to eat... A dramatic rook. ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ And at the end of the world... I'll remember to bring you flowers.
Word Count: 163
Total Word Count: 395
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 8:48 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom ______________________________________________________
Jimmy saw a group of miesters and weapons go out to spar, but they came from the cafiteria so they must've been energized. Jimmy walked over to the door and looked out. Seeing nothing to have yet to happen, he made his way towards the cafiteria. While walking down the hallways he yelled back to Valier," If you want to check the rest of this place you can, but I'm going down to the cafiteria," He said humming a jaunty tune. As he continued to walk down the hallway he contiued to make mental notes of each of the crevices of the building. On his way there he had walken by Death himself. Death was more spirited and funny looking than normally you'd expect someone with the name Death should be. He continued ten more steps then paused in the middle of the hallway. He took a deep breath then smiled about his adversary. He started thinking to himself on the matter as Valier would say ' take the king and have checkmate.' So now that I know what the king, as Valier would say, is. I can now trap and checkmate, he thought to himself continuing to the cafiteria.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 201
Twc:593
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 9:59 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom ______________________________________________________
Jimmy was making his way back to Valier, and he couldn't find but one thing that made this building so easy to escape from, if you knew one side of the building, you just had to know it in reverse too. As far as anyone could tell he was a regular student, and it should be kept that way until he and Valier were ready. He walked towards Valier and offered him a slice of pizza," You should try this, its frigging amazing!" Jimmy said swallowing one of his slices of pizza.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 92
Twc:795
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 5:35 pm
And when the dead walk the earth, all the living will feel these coffins. ValierNuvola Meister | Newbie | The Black Messenger ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ "Alright, you go on Jimmy." Valier responded has Jimmy walked away. He propped himself up against a wall and started pondering on many assets, mostly the offensive assets this mission relied on. The chances of us getting killed... Heh. I accepted this knowing we could though... Valier chuckled at his negativity and ran his finger through his hair, chuckling. "And he asks why I say God is dead." Valier said to himself, quietly enough as a group of girls looked at him as they wondered past. Giddy and giggling. The schoolgirl type that wouldn't understand anything unless it crawled somewhere very unpleasant on their bodies and died. "You know, I'll be optimistic and put my plans on this checkmate."
About thirty minutes later Jimmy came wondering back, with pizza. He reached his hand out and took the slice. Just pepperoni... and stuffed crust apparently. He sniffed at it and didn't recoil from it. It smelled nice... warm, and tasty. Gulping he opened his mouth and sank his teeth down into it, biting off a medium sized bit. Chewing slowly, he swallowed and opened his mouth as he ate ate, and ate. Finally finishing it he rubbed his stomach and let out a burp, much to his embarrassment. "Excuse me." Valier said as he grinned and patted his hands. "So, what now?" But before Jimmy even had the slightest of a chance to reply, Valier had his ear in tow and was already working his way down the hall. He took mental notes of certain corridors, and the likewise of stuff he might need to remember if he was ever running from someone, or needed to be somewhere. ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ And at the end of the world... I'll remember to bring you flowers.
Word Count: 277
Total Word Count: 672
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 3:30 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom ______________________________________________________
Jimmy grinned as Valier took a slice then he began to finish his other slices of pizza too. He was going to tell Valier a plan that would be real simple to do as the first part of destroying Shibusen but he had already walked off in the other direction doing reconaissense of the building which would be useless as he had done that already gotten a map of the area for them to memmorize at their appartment. He started off after Valier his hands in his black coat pockets, and caught up to him very slowly as to let Valier get enough information that he could feel satified with. Once caught up he started speaking discretely as to not let anyone else to hear the plan other than Valier," Alright we have to look at the situation like this: We have just a small grip on what is where in this school. Also if you look here on the map, this room here is not labeled meaning that this must be sir Death's room. We must also look at the fact that we have to look up all of this school's top miseters and weapons. We get info on them, we learn to defeat them later. Second we must start looking at the mission boards otherwise we might start looking suspicious for not wanting to hunt Kinshin. I know that Kinshin's are some of our best friends, but we have to kill a few, otherwise we look suspicious. Next and finally we make a few friends. Whether you want to act like their friend or act like a bully is your choice if there's no questions I am off to the school grounds, and seeing if I can make some friends," he seperated from Valier to walk back to school grounds where he believed he saw some students going there to hang out, or do some sparring, either way he was going to get either info or fun, both working to his advantage.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 334
Twc:1129
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 5:25 pm
And when the dead walk the earth, all the living will feel these coffins. ValierNuvola Demon Lighter Meister | Newbie | The Black Messenger ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Valier sighed as he reached his hand out to get a handful of black leather, pulling Jimmy to him or the ground. "Meister and weapon should not separate. Especially under the conditions we're in, Jimmy." Valier responded as he began to walk the direction Jimmy was heading. We learn what we need and report... Valier's mindset was constant. Although, maybe they could find a Witch and make a little deal to pretend to die, in exchange for help? Why was he so close to the witches? Was it because one took pity on him? Saved and nourished him? A soft chuckle came from Valier's throat as it stead grew louder and louder, turning into a short, loud guffaw. "Hahaha!" Valier threw his head back and covered his right eye with his left palm. "Humans... Selfish creatures..." Valier said in between the soft chuckles. He shook his head. Giggled once more then straightened his body. "Let's go..." When he was in rags, they all detested him. Let them pay for it... In death! ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ And at the end of the world... I'll remember to bring you flowers.
Word Count: 172
Total Count: 844
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 2:06 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom ______________________________________________________
Jimmy let out a load 'WOAH' before pulled back by his collar that being a place he'd expect least of Valier to grab. He listened to what Valier said and took it in a way that made it sound as if he weak. He squinted slightly then looked at Valier with a threatining gleam in his eyes, then looked at his words more carefully. This was infact a occasional thing for these two brothers by bond. They understood each other well, at some point in time tthey may sometimes get confused, and get violent. Jimmy was some what confused at what alier was laughing at seeing as there was nothing to be laughed at. He then heard him insult humans, but he had no idea why he was doing that either. At the sound of a CRASH! BOOM! BANG! Valier started towards that direction and without hesitation Jimmy followed tout suite. He transformed into a lighter, and had Valier grab him. They walked towards the cafiteria already making their first mission a success Jimmy could feel it. The two epicly made their way to the cafiteria without faltering from their soon to be target.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 194
Twc:1323
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:53 am
  INDENTHands in his pocket, the brown-haired boy made his way through the hallways. Sigh. How depressing. How is he supposed to last the rest of the day without any food. No nutrition! How could you live like that?! Yeah, I guess Loki's slim enough to withstand it... w-wait a second. No! Loki's extremely hungry. He won't be able to survive the next few classes like this. Loki was known as 'Sorin Kisaragi, newbie meister, partner - looking,' well at least that's what is written in the teacher records. The meister made his way to a seemingly unused hallway and sat down, leaning his back on the wall. 'Sigh' Oop. Another one. Sighing twice a post? He must be depressed. Loki pulled up his oversized red scarf over his nose and glared at the kids that usually take this way to classes. Eugh, how disgusting. Their plain clothing looked like crap. At least have a stripe or two. His red hues glared at the students, making them jump a bit and hurry to class. Loki pushed his glasses up once again and ran his fingers through his soft hair. "Still hungry.." he mumbled under his breath.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 6:04 pm
 ↯↯ Professor Fantôme ↯↯ Weapon ↯↯ School Nurse ↯↯I will treat the wounds of a bird,
I will mend the cuts of a boy,
I will bandage the scraps of the girl,... DWMA had many hallways that would case Corra to be late for class, when she was small. Zipping down many corridors, in a mad search for her class. Now, she was an expert about most of this ancient building. Many secret lied within this large school that no teacher could share out of Death's room, or office, whatever you would call that room with weird floating clouds and picturesque blue sky. Professor Fantôme has been at this school long enough to find out all the secrets, all of the mysteries and such from recently made books and a lot of sneaking around. She had been caught only once, because after that one time, her spying became a lot more elaborate. Circling back to the elaborate hallways, Professor Corra looked into rooms that were full of students, the first day children. A day that should be remembered forever. Shaking off a flash back moment, Corra returned to her search for Mr. Khadri. No where to be found in the classes that she looked into. Sometimes, Corra would get sucked into a lesson that the teach would be teaching in one room and just stand away from the classroom door window, but was able to look inside and watch little boys and girls figure out each other, find friends, and meet partners. Partner... It was a harsh word indeed for this Woman. She never had a partner, and yet never needed one. She collected souls on her own and became only a Three star Weapon by Graduation. Professor Corra refused to go and get a which soul or any more souls for that matter because she wanted to get a witch's soul with a partner, if one ever showed up. Now one has come since. Her wavelength is different from other because it has a strong reactor if someone's wavelength doesn't match up perfectly. Yet, the Professor still wished that one day, that person would show up.
Losing track of time while in deep thought and watching the new children interact, Professor Fantôme blinked herself awake from daydreaming and softly sighed within her head, beginning to walk down the hallway once mor,e, turning a corner. Maybe I should just go to Death-sama. He would probably be kinder... no, I'm totally fired. The hopeless, yet composed Nurse adjusted her coat and walked along the hallway. She started to pass another classroom, but stopped when she head a girl begin to speak to the class. Professor Corra stopped and stood on the left side of the door, peering in where no one could notice her. The girl was introducing herself. The girl was named Lily Kitoma, she liked the color yellow, her favorite flower was a sunflower, her hero was her brother, Takashi, she wanted to visit Paris one day, and that she was a Weapon with no Meister. The students clapped halfheartedly, some actually caring. The teacher randomly picked out another student and that one complained, with other giggling. The smile upon Professor Corra's face was overflowing with joy, and happiness. The exercise she loved the most was introducing one's self to another person. It was one step into a new friendship with anyone. Walking down the hallway once more, the woman had found new hope in her heart. She was determined not to get fired, and possible make a partner. This was her year too. I will hurt when the bird hurts again,
I will cring when the boy cringes in pain,
and I will cry when the girl crys out for a friend.  {Partner: N/A}~
~{OCC:} 
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 3:37 pm
 ✗Maaran Khadri
☾Meister☽
Teacher _____________________________________________ "F*** happiness..." An angry Indian man stormed through the hallways. Having first period off wasn't too bad, but at the same time he didn't have anything to do. In his right hand was a cup of coffee from Deathbucks. This was the source of this morning's frustration. The peppy a** had told him to have a good day and come again. If it weren't for their coffee, there wouldn't be a chance in hell he'd go back. "Have a good day"... Like any day you had to spend with these brats was good. One kid was running through the hallways, late for a class. Maaran appeared to be a teacher, and so the child decided to ask him for directions to their classroom. Without even letting him finish, Maaran responded, "I'm not a map, find it your damn self." The kid seemed to be shocked by this response, but Maaran simply continued walking and sipping his coffee. He hated children. Why do they automatically assume that it is every adult's dream to help them with every trivial task they don't want to do on their own? Kids could do things for themselves, and even if they couldn't Maaran couldn't care less.
Since Maaran had been released from jail last, he decided ultimately that it was no good trying to tolerate people, even minimally. His internal tolerance was so low that he would just get put in jail again if he tried to force his external tolerance to do more than he could. While Maaran didn't care about the consequences of being in jail (after all, he hates society and so what does it matter if he is excluded from it?), the people in there irritated him. They all thought they were so self-righteous, and it takes smashing their face in for them to learn any differently. Maaran took another sip from his coffee and continued to walk down the halls. He was exhausted... Sleep was a habit Maaran had never really picked up, and it had probably been a week since he had slept for more than a couple of minutes. But that was what coffee was for. Another sip from his cup. Come to think of it, the coffee was pretty terrible, but it was caffeine. Fresh brewed coffee. That's what he needed. At the same time, he couldn't brew coffee and, by no means, did he want to make friends with someone who could. Or make friends with anyone at all.
A sip of coffee. Being back at Shibusen reminded Maaran of his days here... They were not pleasant. Maaran had always been a moody child. Even at his days here, he constantly got into fights. He had a partner at the time, but they spent little time together and were, by no means, friends. Of course, his partner betrayed him leading Maaran to kill him and get put in jail. But as Maaran walked through the halls... He saw himself as a troubled child. A teenage Maaran was walking through the hallways... About the same height, but thin and having yet to fill out. The tuft of white hair on his head. Scar-less face. That glare. For a moment, Maaran paused and sipped his cup of coffee. It was ten years ago, Shibusen still the same. He could see all of the people around him, his peers. Terrified of him. The crowds parted as he walked through. As he began walking again, he saw all the old teachers moving by... It was a living memory. In a way, it was alarming how much had stuck with Maaran. He hated the school, and yet here was proof that it was... Haunting him.
Getting sentimental would do Maaran no good. He shook the memories out of his head, and they dissipated into the air. Now, in the middle of a class, the halls were pretty much empty. Maaran took a sip of his coffee. The occasional student ran past, but besides that, he was alone. Alone... Another figure was walking through the school. The school nurse. Maaran recognized her, and didn't particularly acknowledge her. He didn't care for anyone at this sh*tty school. This was his first year teaching at Shibusen, and quite honestly he wasn't sure why Death had offered him the position and, more importantly, why he had accepted. Everyone knew of his hatred for this school. Maaran would sooner continue to rot in prison than teach here. Maybe it was punishment. With all his sins in life, he was finally being punished by the gods by doing what he most disliked. Silently, Maaran continued to walk through the halls. _____________________________________________
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 5:28 pm
 ★Giota Sickek★
♦~Chains with Blades~♦
♠ Weapon | Chainsaw | Careless ♠
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Giota was looking through the halls, finding nothing, no sign of Kohana, where was she?! Giota began to think, was Kohana jealous of the people that were around Giota? What was going on? Also, since they were partners, did that mean that they had to get a dorm or apartment together to further their connect through wave length? Well what ever was to happen, all he hoped was that Kohana was okay...
As he walked through the halls he spotted a familiar face... A tanned, bulky man, with a scar on his face, tattoo's on his arm and whit hair on the top of his head that kind of came down... He remembered this face... It was that b*****d teacher from the cafeteria! "You!" Giota's eye's thinned and began to arch as anger began to build up in him "Thanks to you, we don't have a f***ing cafeteria!" he marched up to him in the halls and glared at him sizing him up.. He was huge, much like the Kishin he had been disguised as. With his one good hand he began to clench his hand, making a fist and then glared at him with his almost emotionless eyes, except for the flood of anger in them "I'm not afraid of a f***'in teacher" He looked at him to see how this big lug would react to his accusation... Would he apologize? Giota hoped not so he had a reason to start one of those fights that the teacher Rupert was talking about... He would beat this teacher senseless.... No Doubt. (lol)
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Total Points in TWC :: 50
Word Count :: 267
Total Word Count ::5018
Partner :: Kohana Remy
Theme :: N/A
OoC :: [[He's Pissed! Clash of the Titans!]]
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 5:53 pm
↯↯ Professor Fantôme ↯↯ Weapon ↯↯ School Nurse ↯↯I will treat the wounds of a bird,
I will mend the cuts of a boy,
I will bandage the scraps of the girl,... Lily, I hope you have a great first day. The gentle eyes left the classroom and looked within her mind as she walked on for a bit, however, when she looked up, the school's most scariest man was heading past her and her white hair quickly flipped into her face when she turned sharply to catch him. He was much larger to her almost every time she encounter this bulk of muscle, especially up close and person. Her mind was trembling in fear, but her outside personality was calm and cool, with a stale-mate cold face. With closer examining, he was terribly... amazing. He held battle scars filled with memories, his muscles well-toned and large enough to break a skull. The little white clump on top of his head looked kind of interesting, but she was to call it cute because their was a slight fear that he might read her mind(worse possible outcome.) A long tattoo stretched up his wrist and disappeared into his sleeve, the arm he held a Deathbucks drink looked bare, but she didn't get a good look at the other arm. Everything about him just had this interesting touch to it, even if no soul enjoyed his company, she felt as if they would tolerate each other, but it depended on her first encounter- Oh Crap! He's leaving! Got to act fast! The internal voice shook her awake, with Corra taking a stand and calling out in a calm voice to the Mysterious man. " Excuse me, " Her whole body calming a confident, yet powerful look to execute that she was not weak. " I never got your name, I'm Corra Fantôme. " Her question was disables due to the fixation on his amazing appearance. It was mostly admiration for his character that brought Professor Fantôme out of her shell. Yeah, admiration brought her out....
The flash back couldn't wait any longer. The day was gloomy with clouds of ominous shadowing Death city. Rain came down in constant bucket fulls, with the streets vacant of people except two individuals. A young dark female with dripping clothes and wet white hair, and a Kishi with madness surging through his eyes. This was a relatively young man. It was the neighbor of this young girl. Her face hidden behind shades of hair, her arms revealed long, thin blades with half of her arms formed as metal. The young girl had been attached to this man for her childhood years, and he just... sought power.... The flash back wasn't long but it made the cold look on her face vanish into a soft smile. Most of the missions she took had dealt with families. Her goal; to help other families who had someone to say " Hey, you have my nose! " She never doubted the family she loved, Corra just wanted other to keep the family that could share those moments, cherish them, for they will never see what hit them when reality is in play. They can let it sweep them up. They couldn't. But, that was soon to come. A student came through the halls and saw Mr. Khadri. He was a little first year with anger surging through him. His eyes screamed 'Fight me!' yet his heart whispered ' Oh God...' She couldn't let this young man get crushed by Mr. Khadri and interjected. " Hey, " Professor Corra placed a gentle hand on the boy's shoulder and calmly spoke. " Isn't class in session? shouldn't you be In Class? " Putting distance on the two, she kept the large hulk of muscle from the small beginner for safety, because a fear popped into her head that Mr. Khadri would just smack the boy and he would go flying into the wall. I will hurt when the bird hurts again,
I will cring when the boy cringes in pain,
and I will cry when the girl crys out for a friend. {Partner: N/A}~
~{OCC:Editied}
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 7:56 am
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom
{OoC: Oooooo! I'm causing trooouuuuble~! }
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" Well, well, well, well, isn't it my two favorite people in the world," a voice rang just over Giota's and Marran's voices in the hallway. It was sarcastic and bright. The sound of footsteps could be heard walking down the hallway, click, clack, click, clack, the sound of shoes hitting the floor in the hallway got closer, and closer. As it did a figure in all black came from the shadows of the long hallway. A plain black polo shot, a black pair of denim jeans, a black pair of headsets with bat wings coming from them, and a sweat band on both arms that had a skullcandy logo on them. His shoes were mostly black with a line of white around the bottom of the shoes. He walked up to the both of them as if he was just a regular friend of them knowing he wasn't. He was laid back, and smiling, while the two were about to start a fight in the hallway. He looked at the two and continued smiling as confident as ever," You two are noisy, I can hear you guys from the lunchroom. You two are the loudest things in the hallway," he stopped and cracked his knuckles as he continued," Now I have no partner because of your antics Maraan," he said not adding a the formal mister infront of it. Jimmy was great at collecting information, and if he wanted he could possibly gain info on everybody in the school, after all his job was to pretend to be a normal student, he didn't have to act like one.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 270
Twc:4441
SP:43
PETP:3
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