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 Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 5:57 pm
((Hmm, maybe it's seasonal. I swear though, it was like I slept in sac-o-lice. Or maybe because I haven't bathed recently... >_>
Bleh.))
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 5:58 pm
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 5:59 pm
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:00 pm
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:00 pm
((Showers are nice. Hey Keno, and I just realized I've actually said Hi to you Reya.))
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:03 pm
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:03 pm
((Hey, Keno! :3
I'ma go now; I'll be back, maybe.
Farewell my beautiful children. xd ))
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:04 pm
Far away from sprawling complex that was the Club Orion, muffled footsteps trudging through dried leaves hinted at the arrival of another. From out of the shadows and leaf-filtered rays of sunshine, a familiar yet rarely seen man emerged into view. His name was Protean, and he was a lycanthrope. One of the last of his kind.
Golden eyes were slightly weary yet held a sharp purpose as they fell upon the barred entrance into the club. Random visits were simply not Protean's thing, so that meant that Protean was here for a reason. That was reason was this. The tournament which he had signed up for long ago had finally started.
The door opened with a click of the knob and a slight creak of its hinges. The werewolf's appearance had changed somewhat since he was last here. He still bore the same slash-mark across his face and the lupine tail still jutted below the small of his back. But now, he was clad in what seemed to be nothing more than a ragged yet warm coat, red T-shirt, and dark jeans that were covered in patches and bandages. A flowing crimson scarf was wrapped around his neck. But the most drastic change was the weapon strapped to his back. A gigantic double-headed axe that carried the stench of darkness and blood.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:05 pm
((I am fine Keno. And yourself? Hi Protean.))
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:06 pm
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:07 pm
((Protean should clean off his axe he should. Blood has a corrosive quality that will dull any metal, and I can't say I know the smell of darkness. But as soon as I find out, I'll let you know.))
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:10 pm
((XD Heya guys. Whoo, tourny time! XP But a note on the axe, it's not dirty or anything. It's... Well, I wanted to say that its evil without really coming out and saying it. XD It's an old vampire relic.))
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:11 pm
((Hehe I know, I was just playing and being an a**.))
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:12 pm
"It appears my opponent is here. Well I suppose it's past due we get this out of the way huh?" Keno's silhouette faded into view in his favorite spot amidst the shaodws of the rafters. He could feel Protean clearly, every hair on his body, as though he had encountered the man before. The padded shoes on his feet made no sound as he rose to his feet and stepped off of the rafters, same as always. His power was rising to a considerable amount, but pasued at 10 million. He was in earnest hoping this fight wouldn't be a display of flashy projectiles, but wasn't going to remain unprepared.
"Step by step, we draw ourselves closer to fate. My fate is already decided. Only you can prolong it my friend. The sooner we do this...well that only brings me a step closer to the inevitable." The raven haired creature's etes seemed to be a bit sharper than normal. The air was dancing about him and he honestly had no idea what he was thinking about. It was all preparation for what was to come in a few moments. He gazed at his battle ground, marking ever inch of it as though his life depended on it. Then a quick bow, he assumed his place on the far side of the ring, facing the entrance and waiting patiently.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:12 pm
((XD I thought so. But hmm... Having the blade suddenly spew blood on command would look pretty kick a**. Anywho, do we have a judge for tonight? Keno and I are hoping to get our match started.))
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