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 Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 10:32 am
" i do not know but i might have an idea, jean walks over to his bed and reaches under for his staff. " AHA" jean crawled under his bed and there was a loud thud "Ok it should be there now" jean's staff shot out from under the bed and jean crawled out" we have a trick room on our hands, im guessing this room was a room of a trickster." jean looked out the door and saw that the door to the stairs was back " and im guessing it would hide the other door down the corridor."
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 11:28 am
"Room previously belongin' t' a trickster... don' tell me Ky-chan was here before." Rage joked. "Hang on a sec'..." he looked at the back of the door, and laughed. "Figures it'd be number 13."
Glancing down the corridor, he noticed that number 48's door had disappeared (at least, he assumed it was 48 - it was the one between 47 and 49). "Guess we'll have t' get used t' it."
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 11:58 am
"heh...genius" jean talking to himself " theres like a control panel under that bed. it just looks like a hole in the ground because the levers are hidden in case anyone saw, so who's Ky?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:14 pm
"Tha's pretty damn cool, if it was Ky-chan's, I'd expect nothin' less..." Rage laughed, looking over Jean's shoulder. "Oh, righ'. Ky-chan was this guy I used t' know, introduced himself 's Ky-chan, not Ky. Effin' complicated b*****d, bu' amazin' for trickin' people. Some sor' of mage vampyre, I think..." he laughed again as he remembered the red-haired green-eyed vampyre -- not to be confused with vampire -- who always wore the same blood-stained bandage securing a playing card (the Ace of Hearts) over his right eye. Probably what was most memorable was his outgoing personality, the fact that he was always smiling that cat-like grin, how he could always cheer someone up no matter how bad things were.
Rage thought seriously about the possibility that Ky-chan might have gone to School For The Gifted; it wasn't unlikely - nobody knew hardly anything about Ky-chan's past.
The older teen suddenly jumped up, searching the room intently for any signs that Ky-chan might have been there previously.
"Now tha' is ********' awesome." he breathed, face breaking out into a grin. He held the small teal-green gem, looking closely at it. Small flecks of reddish orange glinted in the light, reflecting off at angles and hitting the walls and ceiling.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:31 pm
jean laughed at rage's explanation. when rage picked up the gem jean blinked twice as one of the lights hit his eye " oooo what do you think it is?" asked jean while rubbing is eye.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 1:41 pm
"It's Kyerite, the Kyeriy clan's heritage stone." Rage explained, turning the small gem so that the green also reflected. "An' 'fore ya ask, Ky-chan ain' his real name. No-one knows wha' it is, I don' think even he does." Rage frowned, remembering when he had asked the vampyre what his real name was. For once, Ky-chan had not flitted around the question; instead he told him outright "I can't tell you my real name.", the familiar accent so similar to Rage's own not present in his soft, almost regretful voice.
Rage shrugged, passing the gem to Jean. "D'ya recognize it? 'Cuz f' some reason, other than the clanstone, it seems weirdly familiar."
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 3:57 pm
"im sorry i have never seen anything like this in my life..." jean said as he takes the stone he pulls out a pocket book out from his pants he writes something and puts it away. his attention was to the stone now and he was examining it with wonder. " so im guessing that ky-chan or any of his clan members were here before" jean gives the stone back to rage you keep a hold of it, my pack is kinda full." jean's pack is no where to be seen.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 11:29 pm
Rage narrowed his eyes, slightly suspicious, but didn't say anything about it. "Yeah, it'd be Ky-chan. He was always the one tha' tried t' be diff'ren'." he smiled half-heartedly. I guess that failed when Izuku came.
"Still... I wonder if there's time t' go find Ndale-chan." he said to himself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:51 am
"oh you can go on and find Ndale, but im gona stay clear of him."jean remembers lunch "hes pissed at me for saying he cant kill sins" jean walks over to his jacket and opens it up. on the inside of the jacket there were multiple pockets that held books, cloths, cosmetics, med pack , a sewing kit, light weight weapons and chemicals. a good 70 pounds is off jeans back. " you should see what i keep in my pants" the stuff layered jeans bed " im gona stay here and organize my things"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:33 am
Rage let out a low whistle. "I'mma gonna leave ya t' deal with tha'. See ya later, if ya survive." with this, Rage left, singing something along the lines of 'We all live in a yellow failboat'.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:35 pm
jean pulled out something the was small and thick from his pant pocket ad then rage said ' if ya survive.' jean stopped and thought about what rage said then concluded that rage was joking and continued. he unfolded the thing and turned into a back pack. it took jean an hour and a half to pack all his stuff. " strange theres more room" said jean as he putts on the back pack. there was a small tap on the window he walks over to the window curiously to find out who was tapping on a second story window. he opens and almost died of shock when he saw his old pal fuzzy staring strait at him. " FUZZY! what the!? HOWD YOU GET" realizing the he was yelling at the top off his lungs in a dorm with next door neighbors he lowered his voice " howd you escape that island?!" Fuzzy was an oversized, about 12 feet tall, german shepherd with a mix of wolf, experiment , originally called K9-F02zY, that had went so well and took its job very seriously . its purpose was to guard a top secret island hidden somewhere in the Pacific. Fuzzy took his job literal, anyone who broke a branch was ripped to pieces or crushed to death by the hound ad so he was kept away. " i know i missed you too but..." jean 3 years after he was born his father was sent away for reasons unknown, his 1st guardian sent him to the island not knowing about the souls but just knew that jean was special because of the reoccurring burn mark on his forehead . jean cannot remember anything before the island all he knows is what the people from the island knows which was the ritual of the soul binding by the thing, and that thing killed his parent and his siblings ran away. " i dont need your help, im not 10 anymore" fuzzy tilts his head to the side and blinks " i know i know its hard and im sorry for leaving you behind but you were the only one who can survive that island and keep it under control." jean was raised by one the researchers and was taught that the only way of life was science but jean fancied the way of the sword much better . but one day science failed when a dangerous biochemical was released by a rouge agent and turned anyone who was exposed into...well zombies...eh... more or less. This was when jean and fuzzy met. the researcher shut jean into the chamber where Fuzzy was kept along with the other experiments. " what do you mean you took care of the situation?... AND HOWD YOU DO THAT?!... you had help? eh... what ever just why are you here?" Fuzzy just blinked" what do you mean its for my own good?!" just then there was a knock on the door jean turned to the door panicked and turned back to fuzzy " im sorry but you have to go, you dont have to go back to the island but you cant stay here" jean slammed the window on Fuzzy and rushed to the door " come in!" said jean as if nothing happened, the door slowly creaked open halfway and then slammed all the way open. a thick tongue in the shape of a cylinder dove from the door way but jean slammed the door on it before it could get all the way through. " Fuzzy! You didnt!" the broke free from the door and zoomed strait for jean. jean dove for his staff but was caught mid air and fell to the ground where the tongue slowly wrapped around his body. Fuzzy slammed through the dorm wall and spoke " its for your own good" jean hair almost went white when he herd Fuzzy spoke. the things inside the back pack was scattered all over the the dorm and the school yard as Fuzzy ran into the forest leading two other beasts. a book the said jeans journal laid right at the edge of the forest.
Bishop: aawwwwwwwwww s***
Ivan: well we better fallow before we get sucked into lifeless things.
Michael: or get spotted by the reaper...
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 11:29 pm
"We all live in a yellow failboat, a yellow failboat, a yellow-- the ********?!" Rage's absent-minded singing was cut short as he heard a series of crashes from upstairs; more specifically, his and Jean's room. He raced back up the stairs, taking four at a time, and sprinted to their room, only to find it deserted, but wrecked; objects scattered across the ground and one of the beds broken. "What happened here...?" he softly asked himself, suddenly feeling useless standing in the middle of the room. His eyes widened as a thought occurred to him. "The Kyerite..." Where the hell did I leave it?! he yelled at himself in his mind. <******** had left it on the mantlepiece, over the artificial fireplace. Rage's gaze darted to it, but he couldn't see the orange-flecked green gem.
"So not only did they take Jean, but the Kyeriy's stone?" Rage whipped around at the voice behind him. "Looks like we're going on an adventure, Noah."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 4:27 am
Jean Konkesai June 13, 2003
When the Agent set of the chemical that turned everyone into zombies, my guardian locked me in the kennel to escape the fumes. here i walk through and saw all the failed experiments of animals. They were all staring at me me menacing eyes. and then i came upon a huge cage that seemed empty but realized that something broke free. i herd it breathing down my neck. i didn't bother to turn to see what i thought was my doom. i just ran across the kennel hopping that it wont follow me. i tried to lock myself in a cage but i couldn't they were all used up. i turned to see it staring me down when a rocket propelled grenade hit the side of the building and buried the beast. it welped and whined helplessly. i hesitated leaving but decide to stay behind to help...
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 9:28 am
"Hey, Ndale-chan, come see this..." Rage was crouched down on the floor, holding a peice of paper in his hand. Handriting was scrawled across the page, the edges worn and tattered. "This's Jean's... journal?" he asked, glancing up at Ndale.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 9:31 am
"It would seem that way, wouldn't it?" Ndale murmured, kneeling next to Rage and reading the writing. "Two-thousand-three... that would make it three years ago." Ndale realized. "And that would mean that... Jean was only 12 years old."
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