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 Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 1:00 pm
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett  Altair looked at her and nodded when she asked him if he was seeing memory's of his past. "Yes... They are vile.. the ones that hurt at least... and the ones where you wish you could change it..." He said. He heard her voice turn bitter and it made him wince slightly. He looked at her. "True.. Nothing good comes from remembering whats in the past.." He agreed. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 2:17 pm
 And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time —¤÷(`[¤*[[ Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｉｎｅ“Ｗａｌｋｅｒ” Ｄａａｎ]]*¤]´)÷¤—
Christine sighed, her own memories bombarding her brain. "At least the past is dead, or should be dying by now." She commented, standing up on the rope. "And the dead can't bother someone nearly as much as the living can." She said walking, almost prancing, along the rope. We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 2:35 pm
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett Altair watched her. He followed her as she pranced along the rope. "That's true.. But I don't know if anyone is still alive from my kingdom.. or if I am the last of my kind.." He said, voicing something that had always bothered him. He always worried that he might have been an ancient relic of a extinct race. He didn't know if anyone would ever understand but he felt like it would be ok to tell her this. He got to the end of the rope and stepped onto the platform.
Altair sighed. Part of him wanted to hear what she might have to say but then he looked out a hole in the tent and saw the position of the sun. He turned back to her and puled his mask back up, one again hiding his smile, and scar. "I am sorry, I must go... I have something I must see Asmodeous about..." He said and he climbed down. He left the main ten and went to the tent that the Ring Master usually stayed in and opened the flap to see a crying girl and Asmodeous kneeling beside the girl. He stopped, slightly stunned by the sight. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 8:53 pm
All this weeping in the air
Who can tell where it will fall?
Through floating forests in the air
‘Cross the rolling open sea
Blow a kiss, I run through air
Leave the past, find nowhere
Floating forests in the air
Clowns all around you Honey Bee
She sniffled a bit, looking up at himas he dried her eyes. "R-Really? B-But I'm not doing my job well if p-people don't like me." She made a small hic-up, the tears starting up again as she pouted. "A-And last week this happened too. I-I'm a no good clown, A-Asmodeus. You should have hired someone e-else." Her breathes in were still harsh from crying and it seemed as if she were almost hyperventilating.
Clowns that only let you know
Where you let your senses go
Clowns all around you
It’s a cross I need to bear
All this black and cruel despair
‘This is an emergency
Don’t you hide your eyes from me
Open them and see me now Can you see me now? Can you see?
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 9:09 pm
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"Of course not! Some people are just unappreciative of true talent. They don't dislike you. They envy you," Asmodeus told her. He dabbed her cheeks again. "I could never find anyone like you to hire," he reassured her. He patted her back to console her as she breathed raggedly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 9:32 pm
All this weeping in the air
Who can tell where it will fall?
Through floating forests in the air
‘Cross the rolling open sea
Blow a kiss, I run through air
Leave the past, find nowhere
Floating forests in the air
Clowns all around you Honey Bee
"Really?" She wiped at her eyes a bit, calming down. "You're the best boss-man ever!" She told him, hugging him suddenly. By now she was smiling happily, what tears left on her cheeks drying easily. She had decided long ago that there was no other circus she would rather be in. Suddenly, she had an evil thought about the man that had made fun of her. She let out a wicked little laugh, a trade mark for when she had a bad idea she was about to go through with.
Clowns that only let you know
Where you let your senses go
Clowns all around you
It’s a cross I need to bear
All this black and cruel despair
‘This is an emergency
Don’t you hide your eyes from me
Open them and see me now Can you see me now? Can you see?
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 9:42 pm
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𝕬𝔰𝔪𝔬𝔡𝔢𝔲𝔰 𝕸𝔞𝔫𝔫
Asmodeus smiled at her. She seemed to be in better spirits now. "Feeling better?" he asked her, unaware of what her laughter meant. He offered his hand to help her up. He was glad that Lilura had given him a lot of practice with cheering girls up. He could not understand for the life of him why their feelings were so temperamental, but they were.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 11:32 pm
~C.J.~ Where am I?
Who am I?
When did I?
What happened?
Why did it?
How? C.J. slipped out of the tent as she floated out into the open sky what wasn't covered. She made sure she was still in the area so she wouldn't get lost. This is not...
You....
Can't....
Go......
Run........
Save........
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 5:24 am
"The shadows are my friends,"
"The shadows are my home,"
"The shadows is your end." Altair Lovett Altair stood there in the door way, and he realized that he had unconsciously surrounded himself with shadows, because he felt this was an extremely private thing he had walked in on. He banished the shadows surrounding him and his body came into view. He took a step foreword into the tent. "Asmodeous, I have something I need to speak to you about..." He said, hoping he would see the time. Altair came always at just before high noon to ask if Asmodeous had any targets he needed ridding of. Sometimes he did, sometimes not, but Altair always came, weather or not Asmodeous summoned him. Altair enjoyed it a little, seeing it as an opportunity to keep his skill sharpened as well as to keep his mind focused, for he took great pride in his work, always liking to make his kills as quiet, quick, and clean as possible. He waited for the Ring Master to respond. My cold blade shall be the last thing you will feel.. Enjoy it while you still live.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 7:50 am
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𝕬𝔰𝔪𝔬𝔡𝔢𝔲𝔰 𝕸𝔞𝔫𝔫
"Ah. Altair. I forgot the time it seems," he said as he noticed Altair standing by the tent flaps. "How are you doing today?" Asmodeus asked. He always started out with pleasantries. Altair's visits were for such unpleasant things, so why not at least act civil for them? "I do have something for you. If you would give me a few minutes to make sure Honey Bee here is alright, I'll give it to you," Asmodeus told him. He usually sent Altair out whenever he was asked to by others. Some had political ambition or had family in situations that needed to be taken care of. For the right price, Asmodeus knew a man who could take care of those problems. This one was political.
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 8:14 am
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time —¤÷(`[¤*[[ Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｉｎｅ“Ｗａｌｋｅｒ” Ｄａａｎ]]*¤]´)÷¤—
Christine watched from the center of her rope as Altair moped and left, saying he had other business to attend to. "Such an odd man, he is." She said, shaking her head. The music restarted and she began her precting once more, her backflips and cartwheels feeling more stable than before. Well that's new and different. She thought, since normally they weren't completelystable until she focused the way she did as she preformed. And that focus comes with the eyes of hundreds of people on her.
What's different this time? Her anger at her parents seemed to be the answer. As that faded, she grew more unsteady and tested herself more. The music faded as she did an triple back handspring and a flip onto the platform. She bowed out of habit and the climbed down the ladder, remembering to put her shoes on this time. She walked out the big tent and wandered around a bit, giving herself a bit of a rest to clear her mind.
[[It's sad that this is only a filler post xp ]] We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 8:59 am
 Under the radar
Out of the system  Ƚɩℓυɾα ϺαϵʋϵLilura was in a field outside of the camp. She was sitting in the middle of the empty grass and staring at the sky. She was back to feeling alright, but she knew that pushing the regeneration would undo everything. She took a deep breath and wished that she had a more offensive power. She wished for something she could use and get her frustration out. 'What about fire or earth powers? Weather powers would be a good one to get frustration out of,' she decided. Caught in the spotlight
That's my existence
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 9:33 am
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time —¤÷(`[¤*[[ Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｉｎｅ“Ｗａｌｋｅｒ” Ｄａａｎ]]*¤]´)÷¤—
Christine's wandering took her to the outskirts of camp, where she found a very distraught Lilura. "Hey." She said quietly. "You look a lot better than this morning." She commented, sitting besides the girl. "But you look like you need the world's strongest punching bag." We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 9:53 am
Under the radar
Out of the system Ƚɩℓυɾα Ϻαϵʋϵ"No, I'm not strong. A pillow would probably do," Lilura commented. She laid down on the ground and continued to look at the sky. "Have you been doing anything interesting?" she asked. Caught in the spotlight
That's my existence
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 10:00 am
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
Were captive on the carousel of time —¤÷(`[¤*[[ Ｃｈｒｉｓｔｉｎｅ“Ｗａｌｋｅｒ” Ｄａａｎ]]*¤]´)÷¤—
Christine smiled, shaking her head. "Just doing what I always seem to do. Practicing." She replied. "Would you like me to hold up a pillow for you?" She asked, an amused grin on her face. "Dare I ask what put you in suck a violent mood?" We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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