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Angstbucket Edgelord Captain
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 Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:58 am
Here goes~ ℬṲℒℒ℉ℝ☮Ḡ$, ⒿṲḺẎ ∀ИÐ ℳѦḠℕ€✞$
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:01 am
"I don't know what you're so afraid of." the young boy stated blankly, as he weaved the death spell and aimed it at the intruders. "It's not like this will get us in trouble."
((edit: this will get a revamp)
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Angstbucket Edgelord Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:04 am
The thing was, that the spell had hit. The "intruder" shot down, halved, halved again in size and became a bullfrog.
Of course, it had to be on a sunny day in July. Seven. Lucky number? Maybe so.
Sure as hell, the bullfrog didn't know.
They say seven's a good number. There are seven days in a week. That's pretty much all he could think about. Seven days in a week and seven ripples in the pond. July was any other month of any other year.
But then, the normalcy he was so afraid of broke, shattered into a million crazy pieces. The sheer noise! It frightened and delighted him.
Time for an adventure, maybe?
[OoC: Lol, gtg nao. Cya in a bit.]
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:19 am
The castle walls had never felt so small before... or maybe it was that the recoil was getting to him. Either way, this was crazy in a magical world, hard to achieve when there are dragon threats every other day.
What was really strange is that the boy was starting to see everything fade... as though things were being transported into a distant place.
"Why is my vision going funny?" he asked aloud, now hearing his own voice as an echo.
"Because we've got to leave this place." came a small voice from the ground.
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