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 Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 4:12 pm
Diabolus just sighed. "I'd best be leaving. See you... sometime, Natalie. As for you, Lacrimosa. I'll kill a few people if I need to see you." He said smiling at them both as he flew off, soon disappearing behind the clouds.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 4:41 pm
Natalie watched him go. She turned to Lacrimosa. "So what do you wanna do?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 5:13 pm
Lacrimosa thought for a moment before deciding on something.
"Shall we torture some angels?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 5:54 pm
Diabolus flew aroung higher and higher. Realizing where he was headed, he lowered himself. "Sorry, Mr. Spirit Deity Thingy!" he said, referring to 'God'.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 8:44 am
Lacrimosa stood up and patted the dirt off of her outfit.
"Let's head out."
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 1:35 pm
Diabolus sighed and landed near a house. He walked up in his most human-like form he could manage, and rang the door bell. An old lady answered. "Hello, miss? I'm your grandson - Danny."
"I don't remember no Danny!" she yelled.
Diabolus caught the door before she could close it. "Aw, grandma. You don't remember your Danny-boy?" he said, beginning to 'cry'. He walked into the house and sat on the sofa. "This used to be where we drank tea. Your favorite. I hated it but you seemed to enjoy it so-." he cut himself off, going into a fit of tears.
"D-Danny? Is that you?" she sat down beside him, patting his back.
"No, you fool! You don't have a grandson named Danny!" he screeched, killing the lady. "Ahh... good day... good day..." he said, flying out of the house.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 1:06 pm
Lacrimosa groaned quietly. He's doing it again, she thought. That lady was good for another two weeks. The least he could do was act it out right. Really.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 10:17 am
((Orange - In addition to thoughts, consider what the outward expression of those might be. How her mouth might twitch, her eyes dart away, or one hand rubs the forearm of the opposite . . . little things like that can add quite a bit of depth to a post and character.)))
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