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 Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 6:04 pm
Alexis disappeared and materialized behind him and whipped out a kunai. She raised her eyebrows and said, "I wouldn't be so sure. And I know. I'm not that stupid, and I can just tell. You...make the atmosphere feel different." The smoke curled up her arm and on to her shoulder. It covered part of her face like a claw scratching her face. Her amethyst eyes darkened to black.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 1:12 pm
 Ilroché glanced backwards, giving Alexis an 'I'm-not-amused' look. "So, I'm not the only one with special traveling abilities... I think your chance of survival just went up percent or two." He spun around and slashed at her with his blade, attempting to cause a large wound in her abdomen. "You're right, in a sense. I am Ilroché in body but not quite in mind. We are the same, but different." He chuckled and added. "If that makes sense... It's a shame that i'll have to kill you now. He even had a little bit of a crush on you."
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 7:59 pm
Alexis flipped backwards and landed swiftly on her feet. The blade barely missed. "Hm. Sort of like...two people living in one body...so, that means..." Alexis summed up. She raised her eyebrows. "Split personalities? Wow." Alexis ignored the comment about Ilroche...no, the good Ilroche having a crush on her. She'd think about it later; her life was at stake here. "I'll think you'll find that I'm not that easy to kill." With that note, she used her dagger to slit her wrist. The blood dripped down her arm, and suddenly Alexis was engulfed in black flames. Her once purple eyes were a deep black, then flared to red. And where Alexis's form once was was a gigantic black dragon.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 2:16 pm
((Uh... I don't think that's possible... She's a Demigod. How can she turn into a dragon?))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:32 pm
((Darkness power, just go along with it. Darkness and such cover her, she's not actually a dragon. Sort of like a protective body shield thing. She's still there))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:46 pm
((Huh. Odd... :l are we still going to fight? Or shall we just do the quest?))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:53 pm
((Let's just do the quest.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:01 pm
((Okay.))
-This fight came to an abrupt stop and died- xD
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:03 pm
((O: Don't you think that's a little too random? Considering it's Ilroche and all.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:21 pm
((True. but we're doing the quest instead. Like a random time skip that happened and we'll make up what happened sometime during the quest?))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:31 pm
((Okay. neutral Let's do that then.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 10:28 pm
Cole sprinted through the forest, causing leaves and dust to fly up. He slid to stop his mommentum. When he had come to a stop, and the dust had settled, Cole looked all around him.He took in all the sights, sounds and smells. "Peaceful," he thought to himself, " I could do my thinking here." Cole sometimes enjoyed solitude and had found the place to do it.Out of the corner of his eye, Cole noticed a tree that had fallen over, " maybe I should get a work out in." He removed his cap and his shirt and placed it on the ground ten feet from the tree, Cole then walked over to the tree, squated down, placed his hands underneath it and lifted. The tree was an old oak, and a good 450 lbs. Cole curled it like it was nothing, then he began lifting it over his shoulders. Then squats and finaly he laid down and benched the tree. After he was finished he through the tree over his head, creating a thunderous crack as it hit the ground a few feet away from him. Cole grabbed his shirt and cap, and placed it on the tree. He sat down on the tree next to his gear soaking in some sun. The rays from the sun caused his silver hair to shine in the light, The scars on his body from childhood remminded him that "just cuz you have the power to do something, doesn't mean you should." Cole chuckled, the words of his mother still rung in his head. "Wish you could see me now, mom," he said to himself. Cole looked up at the sky and watched the clouds in the sky through a break in the trees.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 8:48 am
Virgil entered this area of the forest after hearing a loud noise, investigation brought him to the tree that Cole threw. "What the? Must be some showoff." While confused as to why someone would want to throw a tree, Virgil quickly became thankful for the carving material and began sketching out various things he could carve from this occasionally messing with his goggles. A weapon handle...maybe. A statue...it would probably use up all of the lumber here. I could make a trebuchet just for the sake of making one. He paid no mind to Cole, in fact Virgil ccouldn't even see him now that he was wrapped up in his brainstorming session.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 7:27 pm
Cole noticed the kid standing not to far from him. The kid was wrapped up sketching in a notebook."Hey," Cole yelled at him, "Hows it going?" Cole had jumped off the fallen tree, and slipped on his 'As blood runs black' shirt then his cap which he placed on backwards. "What you doing?
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 9:35 pm
Virgil almost had a heart attack as Cole spoke up, causing Virgil to reach for the hammer on his tool belt (which, much like his goggles he almost never took off). He calmed down when he saw it was just another person, though he was still a bit twitchy, a side-effect of being uncomfortable around people. "I was taking notes on ideas for what I could build out of this tree, it gives me a large supply of lumber to work with but i'm not sure what to use it for yet." Virgil's "notes" didn't just entail rough drawings or a list of ideas, but rather several pages of detailed drawings showing scale and dimensions, estimated time spent bulding the object, and estimated numbers of materials needed. "I'm Virgil O'neil by the way."
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