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 Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 7:35 pm
gonk oh no!
Elle and I both stared not sure what to do, then it came to us. "We gotta check her pulse and see if she is breathing." Elle commanded as I picked up Specials wrist and felt for a pulse. In the mean time Elle checked for signs of breathing.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 7:40 pm
You kiss me, I'm falling! Can you hear me calling!
Laura cursed angrily. She had probably just sealed her fate by injuring Special. If Special died, she would probably go with her. Now what was she going to do?
Special's pulse was slow, but consistent. Her breathing had become ragged, but at least she continued to breath. She was obviously in a bad condition, but would most likely survive for now.
You touch me, I want you! Feels like I've always known you!
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 7:45 pm
blaugh There ya go you took the words outta my mouth! rofl
"Pulse seems like her body is at rest." I informed Elle. "Her breathing just sounds like she got a punch to the stomach. She should be alright." Elle added
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 7:49 pm
You kiss me, I'm falling! Can you hear me calling!
I wasn't sure if you wanted me to narrate her condition or not, so I did it just in case. xp
You touch me, I want you! Feels like I've always known you!
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:13 pm
3nodding Its your character. I won't make them do anything. wink I'm not god
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:15 pm
You kiss me, I'm falling! Can you hear me calling!
Oh yeah, Dashing has been working on some ideas for the next Epic RP. whee
You touch me, I want you! Feels like I've always known you!
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:25 pm
zomg I haven't been on here in awhile. *reads a few b=pages back*
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:26 pm
You kiss me, I'm falling! Can you hear me calling!
Hey ariadelle. I don't think you missed too much.
You touch me, I want you! Feels like I've always known you!
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:37 pm
crying Without Ace-dono, Tina can't get repairs.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:38 pm
Hmmm....Dalia may be able to tweek you, you know. She does have military level robotic knowledge.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:39 pm
You kiss me, I'm falling! Can you hear me calling!
I wonder what Ace is up to that has kept her away for so long. sad
You touch me, I want you! Feels like I've always known you!
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:47 pm
idk. Probably something very time consuming.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 9:00 pm
sad But Ace designed Tina and Elle's bodies. For full repair Ace is needed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 11:29 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 12:14 pm
NOW PAST IS TO BE REVEALED 8DD
But I'm too lazy to make this into something not crap, soo...
“No, Ash, you know I’ll always love you.”
Those words were oh so calming.
“Hans, you know you’re my world.”
Those words, uttered from her innocent lips, would one day change the world.
He was her everything, yet they knew they were never to be.
After all, you can’t expect a princess to marry an underling.
He ran his fingers through her pitch-black hair and down her back.
“You have no idea how much you mean to me, Ash.” His lusty whisper echoed in the forest.
She smiled.
The darkness of the night didn’t stop her from seeing his face, and kissing it passionately.
“You know they’re out to get me, Ash,” he sighed when the kiss broke.
Finally he found something to stop her smiles. “What do you mean?”
“You know the entire court despises me. Certain rumors…have spread…about you and me.”
“Hah, let them try! I am the princess, I will be in charge! And they have no proof of anything,” she whispered, snuggling into him.
“Proof is not needed if I am charged for treason.”
“Huh?”
“I overheard two earls talking. They plan to accuse me.”
She paused, and a sneaking cold suspicion wrapped around her heart.
“Get out. Get out of the kingdom, now. They can’t kill you if you’re not there.” She whispered, frozen with fear.
“You know the wizards will find me…” Hans sighed, kissing her forehead. “So I will stay with you ‘till the end.”
Days passed since their meeting.
Days that, to Ashtara, seemed like years…
“Hans!” she called out to him one night, thinking that they were alone, spotting him on the lake.
He was doing his job, fishing, his wooden boat rocked gently by the waves.
He grinned and waved, before stopping completely.
“ASH! RUN!” he screamed out.
“What?” she stuttered, before she felt someone grab her by the shoulders…
“ASH!”
She kicked and tossed, but her captor would not let go.
In the dim of the night, she thought she could recognize her father, the King.
“…daddy?”
Soldiers ran past her, carrying bows and arrows.
“Daddy, stop!” she sobbed, guessing what the men were here for. “Daddy what are you doing? Father! No! He doesn’t deserve this!”
Hans spotted the men, lit by the torchlight, as well, and turned to jump off the boat.
Ashtara kicked and spluttered, but her tormentor’s grip was too tight.
“Ashtara, do you think I would let this slide? Do you think that a noblewoman and an angler were meant to be? And as for what he did to you…that qualifies as treason,” said her father, with a strange cruelty in his voice.
She sobbed.
As Hans jumped off, a rain of arrows, each one piercing deep hit him through his flesh.
That was the day when Ashtara, a tiny human princess, cursed her own kingdom.
Months afterwards, Ash silently walked to the armory.
No, they were not going to get away with this. Hah!
She had them fooled, oh how obedient she acted when they assigned her to marry a prince!
Simpletons.
Bow, arrow, sword, axe. Shoulder-guard, kneecaps, helmet, bustier.
All is ready.
They will pay.
Ashtara, fully armed, walked into her parents’, the traitors, bedchamber.
About half an hour later, she walked out with a satisfied grin, and bloody to the knees.
Spilling her father’s blood felt soooo good.
Now, anyone who took part in destroying her is next. The men, the wizards, everyone will be destroyed.
She walked into the barrack. “All right, men! Who killed my heart?” was what she shouted out, to the amazement of the soldiers.
“Get ready to die.”
And with that, she pulled out her crossbows, and fired.
Hours later, a heavily wounded Ashtara walked out, humming to herself. Fighting felt soooo right for her…
Taking out a firebomb, she tossed it on the roof.
Setting fire to the mutilated corpses of the men who did her wrong…the men whose only crime was following orders, but in Ash’s mind, gone crazy with heartache, they were demons.
Anyone who ever hurt Hans, they were as good as dead, and soon were.
There was no stopping her.
Now she was just killing for fun, her mind deep in the roller coaster of insanity.
Leave the castle, head to the country. No one could find her now.
A village, how peacefully it laid there. How much it reminded her of her own demise.
No, they too have to pay. They too have to be as hateful as she is.
Chop-chop!
Years later, in Hell, the Demon King surveyed the freshly imported souls.
Then he spotted Ashtara.
“Ho ho ho, have I got a job for you…now how would you like to be a demoness?”
Ashtara shook as those early memories filled her mind, reminding her of her past.
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