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 Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 12:28 pm
He howled for no reason,seeing if it would do anything.He checked to make sure all of his weapons were loaded,and he began to sharpen all of his knives and swords,which took a while.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 12:47 pm
He suddenly stopped,and his ears twitched.He sat perfectly still.His ears twitched every now and then,but other then that he continued to be still.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 3:15 pm
Dean walked into the junkyard glanceing at the many piles of junk. I can see why they call it a junkyard... He thought, walking further into it, his 6th sense had told him something was there. Tempestade at his shoulder he walked on..
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 4:08 pm
Daiguren perched himself back on the giant magnet after his fight and talk. He wondered what he would do in his state if he was to be attacked by any Vatican hunters. He heard other beings down blow him, but didn't give them much thought as he heard no signs of conflict. The tainted just sat there thinking over his current position.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 1:54 pm
He looked around and decided whether or not to leave.He got up and looking around one last time, and made a path in his mind to get out of the junkyard sneakily in less then 10 seconds.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:10 pm
He followed his path out,then started running quietly,and jumped over the fence,then realized he had no where to go.He decided to stay on the edges of the junkyard.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:28 pm
He walked kinto the jumkyard and saw that there was someone at the edge of the junkyard but he didn't reconize who it was."Hmm,he looks familiar,he might have been one of the ones from the graveyard but I'm not sure."He said quietly to himself.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:41 pm
He picked up words and turned over the sounds in his head until he had a complete sentance.He understood and ran the voice through his head,trying to think of who it was.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:48 pm
He looked around agian and saw Daiguren perched ontop of a giant magnet."Now what would he be doing up there?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:54 pm
Hearing the person again he managed to know who it was.He forgot his name but knew the face.He reached for rifle,then,realizing its gone,he raced back to the trashed sportscar he was at,tracing his same exact path before.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:58 pm
He noticed the other guy reach for something but didn't find it.Then saw him wandering around looking for something."Now I wonder what he could be doing?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 3:07 pm
He walked back to the trashed sportscar and saw his phazon rifle tucked in the side of it.He pulled it out,and watched as where the phazon rifle was start to mold back into its mint condition. Hmmmm....thats weird.... He thought.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 3:11 pm
"Hmm...I wonder what he would do if I blew him up?"He asked himself with a devilish grin on his face.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 3:18 pm
Daiguren heard DB's voices but stayed his place, while another moved around the junkyard suspiciously, judging by his steps.
"What is that noise?" His hears were picking up a high pitched buzzing sound and he couldn't find where it was originating.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 3:22 pm
"Hmmm." His phazon rifle shifted and formed a screen with some buttons next to it.He pressed some buttons,then the phazon rifle shifted and the screen changed.The barrel of the rifle shifted and widened,and the handle of the rifle shifted so that it had a shoulder pad.He smiled at his newly formed rifle and pressed another button on the rifle,and the screen closed and the buttons formed back into the rifle.
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