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 Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 6:22 pm
Blumoo T00L Blumoo T00L Deven keeps walking his head constantly swiveling from the left to the right along with his eyes as he looks at the buildings. "The future of humanity it seems, just hope its gonna be fairly peaceful here. God knows I deserve some peace and quiet for once..." talks to himself aloud as if its perfectly normal.
"I doubt it will peaceful." She stated loudly making herself heard, as she moved closer to Deven. "Millions of people confined to a city, surely chaos will occur. This Union of Six can't stop every bit of chaos that occurs, though they can try with fail."
Looks over to see the speaker "uhuh... thinking like that won't help anything." then looks back forward continuing on his way.
"Thinking... doing... its all the same. There has already been chaos hear. Secrets behind closed doors that not even this Union of Six can prevent." She was talking about Erik, and the woman he'd stabbed. Though, he had been right, she hadn't spoken to anyone who'd care much. Certainly, he wouldn't. He'd think she was bluffing.
"I'm still new here so I wouldn't know much about the current events" He stops and turns to face the lady he is speaking with. "Why are you fallowing me anyway?"one hand behind his back holding onto the disabling weapon a habit formed from his combat experiences. always have your hand on your weapon and a finger ready to pull the trigger.
"Why does it matter?" She questioned, killing an illuson would hardly amount to anything. But then, he didn't know she was an illusion, did he? And she didn't know he was holding a weapon.
"Well, even if you weren't that information is kept hush-hush," She stated with a nod, "I only found out because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time."
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 8:52 pm
Laurel Talbot Burning Disaster He sighed, hating to be the one to break bad news. "Laurel. You are a nice, pretty woman with a lot going for you but I just dont think it would work." Laurel's eyes glistened with moisture. "Y-you mean I'm not your girl anymore?" Just then, the waiter came to escort them to their table. Laurel walked silently behind Blitz. Has he forgotten? Or was he only playing with me
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 10:41 pm
Scott sat down at the table, not quite ready for what was probably going to be a long and awkward dinner... like that one where his family found out he was a super.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 11:21 pm
"Do you remember back before Mom died?" ((about 5-6 years for you, 15 years for her))
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 11:38 pm
"Yeah. I remember." He said, thinking back to Flippyville. ((Thats if you dont count the time spent in alternate universes.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 11:41 pm
((Did you during that time? I was counting hers))
"You used to call me Laurie, and say that I was your girl."
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 12:22 am
"Because you are." He said, not remembering the incident at all. "But not the way you were probably thinking. Even though we're physically about the same age, I still new your mother before you were born."
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 7:48 am
"But you said that when I was old enough..." She stopped. Whining wasn't going to get her anywhere. "You know that you've always been the man in my life. I just want to make you happy...I want us to be happy - together."
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 7:31 pm
Go lick Lightning Go lick Lightning Eulalia Danae Go lick Lightning Higi looked at his taxi and smiled, "My my, that might provide them with a peice of evidence that would lead them back to my estate. What would happen if they were to see my chambers." he got into the taxi and drove it back to his apartment while his ritual began getting ready. He hastily made his way back to his alley so he could preform the ritual.
He softly muttered words only he coudl hear as he put himself in comatose state letting natural fear and paranoiz fill his body. His body lit up revealing ancient runes on his body that seemed invisible before. As he continued chanting his body shook and quivered as the paranoia and fear tainted his own flesh till it seemed to match the blackness of the alley. His eyes glew a deep read and darted back and fourth constantly as his back never faced the same direction for more then a few moments.
HIs hand tore at his clothes and skin cuasing his own blood to mingle with the blood around him. Such fear and paranoia was he experincing that he thought his own body was out to get him, and crawling with bugs. As he tore at his skin and caused random destruction, the glyps upon his body glew a light blue as well as the ones on the walls.
He was instantly pulled towards them. Part of his body was pulled toward certain glyphs as part of his body was forced to the other, keeping him in a vicegrip hold between the two has his magics began to take it's toll on him and seep his fear and paranoia into the selected items. A wandering vagrant walked by the scene, holding a bottle of alcohol in a brown bag and started screaming.
Higi was to invluved in the ritual to even comprehned the danger of this scream, but it did provide him more paranoia and fear, more then he needed. As it seeped into the glyphs upon the walls and kept regenerating within him from the fear, any person who would ever come back here would simply be so afraid they would tear off the skin from their very own bones and try to destory their own bones in fear of them for no reason. It also ment that Higi himself was stuck within his own ritual. Having no end to the emtions he feared because the screams merely made it worse. His best excuse would be that he drove by because somebody had called his taxi. He saw the gang members performing some sort of ritual and thought they were archeologist. What he had actualy stumbled upon was someone actualy praticing the ritual. They then forced him to this section of the glyphs and then he was paralyzed.
Anyways Higi could come up with somthing, as long as the drunk man's curiosity overwhelmed his fear. It was not uncommon to hear people scream in this neighborhood, exspecialy a drunken hobo trash. So if he said anything to anyone anyways, it wouldn't be discardged more then not. These things roamed through the part of Higi's mind that watched the scene as if he was in a thrid person view. Even more, people would be reluctant and unwilling to beleive it was magic or super powers. Union wasn't allowed them, so he was safe.
Pitty filled his body along with the fear and paranoia because Higi really did have a deep pitty for any that would venture into this ally. Only a tremendously willful psychic could refraim from killing themselves, after being swarmed by the empathetic emotions within this darkness.
His body slowly became numb of emotion as he increased the flow into the area around him. The part of the ritual that stored the emotions within the glyphs was over. And he needed to hurry and start the Dismounting, for he had many other parts of the ritual to complete.
He struggled to move the cloth that remained upon his back, for it revealed. It's exposure to the the power within the area made the runes and glyphs upon himself disappear slowly. He was flung to one wall as part of the glyphs upon his body disappeared, not causing any real damage except mild bruising. After more glyphs upon him disappeared he was forced to the ground and held their like an invisible wall was pressing him against it. After awhile the glyphs that made his body pull towards the ground transluted themselves upon his body, reflecting bare skin. And so the Dismounting had been completed.
The Spread was the next acheivement he reached for. Higi slowy arose from the ground and looked around. He was weakened mentaly although he had great resilance in coping with his mental stress. All the glyphs ahd died now, seeming to be mere burn marks upon a wall. The blood from the corpses too seemed to be burn marks upon the ground.
Crouching on his knees the two tips of his hair touched the former pool of blood that looked as if it was a mere burn and sent a ripple through it.
"Diffama meus nescio metus ac sollicitudo" a quite but well pronounced chant emited from him as he smeared the former blood throuhgout the alley as if he was painting it. Every aspected of the ally was panted with the blood, and surprisingly enough the pool of "decoration" seemed to be infinite.
"Be know my unknown fear and uneasiness." his thoughts translated his latin chant.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 8:32 pm
"We can be happy. But... As friends."
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 8:56 pm
"I want more than that, Blitz. Can we try? Please?" Just then, the waiter arrived to take their orders.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 4:09 pm
Blitz really just wanted to get up and shake laurel to get his point across. "Laurel. You and me wont work. Any one person and me won't work." Instead he grabbed the waiter "Hell, you'd be better off with" he read his name card. "Tim here." He sat Tim down in his seat and dashed away.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 4:10 pm
Tim sat confused a bit in the chair, looking over to Laurel. "Eh.... Hi."
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 10:44 pm
Laurel smiled sweetly at Tim, "Tim, be a dear and point me to the telephone."
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 11:04 pm
"Right this way miss" Tim got up and showed Laurel to the phone.
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