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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 9:19 am
angryfisheatenbycat rofl Well, that was a fun read on a saturday morning... xd ^_^ Like reading the funny papers!
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 10:45 am
angryfisheatenbycat rofl Well, that was a fun read on a saturday morning... xd Yush! 3nodding
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 10:52 am
*Fights with his hair* I. Need. The. Remote! gonk
Hair: NEVAH! domokun
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 11:07 am
kurokitsume *Fights with his hair* I. Need. The. Remote! gonk
Hair: NEVAH! domokun Oh, good Greif... sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 11:36 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 3:31 pm
Hello. Did anyone like any of the RP posts I showed here earlier?
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 3:54 pm
Er... HELLO! And since I know virtually nothing about roleplaying, I'll just say yes! Drach, you're quite the..er...writer!
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 3:56 pm
Mariu Er... HELLO! And since I know virtually nothing about roleplaying, I'll just say yes! Drach, you're quite the..er...writer! Thanks. Anyone elses opinions?
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:33 pm
Layering fun. cool  Three tails. How kick-a** is that
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 10:17 pm
gonk I hope they never ask me for a commission....
XDD
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 9:06 am
Telor Nothin' like a cold beer on a hot Christmas morning. Wierd... I don't like beer, it's not christmas, and I've never had a hot christmas... xd EDIT: Could you post the rp stuff again Drach? I was reading the darkstu stuff before, and didn't want to get confused, and now I cant be bothered to go baaaaack, and look for them... razz
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 9:12 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 9:25 am
_____Night Lord Raptor Hykal Ghan crept on foot to the forests edge. The sun on this planet had set many hours ago, and now was the time to strike the enemy forces. His fellow raptors followed behind him, treading quietly on the forest floor. The enemies were fools to think that their base would be secure here, as Squad Morgaris pointed out earlier when they slaughtered a fire squad with easy. Hykal watched as the guards continued their patrols, waiting for the right moment to strike. Hykal had his chance when an opening appeared to his left, a guard leaving the safety of the lights for a few moments. Activating his jump pack, he flew quickly toward the unknowing sentry. The sentry turned for a moment, Hykal smirking inside his helmet at the look of terror on the sentry's face, before impaling his left lighting claw through his chest, his right one quickly decapitating him silently before he could scream in terror or pain. With his one hand in the body, Hykal flared back toward the forest edge with the sentry's body, the sentry chain having been broken. When the time proved right, they would strike. The time proved right quickly, as another sentry found the head of his ally on the ground at his feet. Quickly, the lights massed over to where the sentry called out in terror while the other sentry's made their way toward him. Almost immediately afterwards, the group of raptors activated their jump packs, descending onto the panicing sentry's, cutting them down with ease, moving onto the next after the kill was made. Hykal was in the middle of tearing off a sentry's arms when he heard a familiar sound, the sound of a plasma rifle firing. Turning, Hykal barely had the time to get down before the plasma bolt incinerated the sentry he was killing. Roaring his jump pack to life, Hykal slammed into the soldier who tried killing him, using his clawed foot to slam the guards face into the ground while keeping up his movement, leaving a red smear on the ground as his head skidded across the dirt. Turning, Hykal was pleased at what he saw. His fellow raptors were destroying the tanks with melta-bombs, the soldiers in the camp all dead or dieing, while his raptors had suffered no casualties of their own. When the final crump of the melta-bombs went off, Hykal and his squad disappeared into the forest again, leaving the corpses of their foes where they fell.
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