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 Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 1:02 am
]  His first attepmt at an attack was just a reasurance to himself that he was fighting a ready opponent. Rolan glanced behind him to see that the Hare had changed. No longer where his eyes their regular color he normaly saw. Strangley this brought a smile to his ace. I agree, a team of great potential.. Back still turned, Rolan did a full back flip in the air to avoid the sharp sword. As soon as he landed dagger cards were thrown simultaneously. Once he finished, Ace made a swift hand motion manipulating his cards to swirl around the hare in an attempt to trap him. Though I disagree with your conclusion. My understanding the situation Is clear. But you do not understand the position that I'm in. I, the Ace, an but an instrument and guard dog. Whether my feelings matter is irrelevant. Why should a card question its purpose? No emotion was in his tone. This is what he truly believed and accepted. Continuing his attack the cards began to close in, cutting up anything it came in contact with. Trying to maintain the whirlwind, Rolan narrowed his eyes in sadness. Yet I would be lying if I said that this situation didn't weigh heavy on my heart.
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 6:23 am
 "Your eyes, nose, lips, it haunts my memories"
"I can't forget you if I try, I wanna believe in your lies" _______________________________________________________________Oliver chuckled softly, a large tree root rising from the ground and blocking the dagger cards that were thrown at his back. "You're right. I don't understand the situation you are in. However, you are a person first before anything else. Emotions should be what is driving you and your motives. The fact that you let yourself be bossed by that woman and not realizing your potential is agonizing and painful." The root swung around, swatting at the cards as if they were flies. The more cards it swatted at, more of the root was getting cut and torn up. Oliver sighed once more, "Don't you want to be more than just a card?" He turned around to face the Ace, a grin on his face. He just finds it strange yet funny that Ace had disregarded his feelings, but now he was saying this situation weighed heavy on his heart. In the meantime, he was also trying to think of a strategy....what if his plan backfires? Can he find it in himself to stop or kill the Ace? No...he probably could not. Not even in another lifetime. It just wasn't in the Hare's heart anymore to kill anymore people.He looked at the cards that were on the ground. Maybe it would be best to change where he was in case Ace decided to use those cards again. He shifted out of the circle of cards he was standing in, not losing sight of his opponent.________________________________________________________________
"And your eyes, nose lips, it haunts my memories"
"I can't forget you if I die, feels like I'm losing my mind..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 8:25 am
Well I just wish we could go back one more time and begin it, Testing, testing, I'm just suggesting, Shinx - IX   Shinx rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry..." He wondered through the castle, not finding the King anywhere. He popped his head into a room, he remember this room belonged to the rabbit...He hadn't seen her in years... "Olive?" He asked nervously. He jumped, seeing Olivia and the Jabberwocky. "S-Syth!"
Eight watched the fight begin to start, rolling his eyes when the brothers united. So much happy, something needed to turn the tables.... "Oi! Don't you think you shouldn't be ignoring the bird man?" Eight called to the siblings, jumping out of his tree and walking in their direction.
Back before I lost myself somewhere, somewhere in it. You and I might not be the best thing
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 9:26 am
Crix tilted his head to the side, "To see Rebellia like a child once more?" Then a force shoved him off the feline, the griffon tumbled onto his back. "Quite rude, I could have broken a wing." He stood up and dusted himself off. "But the twin is right, unless you can prove your point, I'll have to kill you." Crix charged, scooping the cat into his arms and throwing him high into the air. Shooting off the ground and grabbing Levi's foot, taking him higher. "Can you land on your feet from this hieght? Continue you're words, I'm curious to hear more."
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 9:54 am
mewbot5408 "The trees that whisper in the evening, carried away by a moonlight shadow,Sing the song of sorrow and grieving," synthsynth sighed watching the fight break out between them. she wasn't going to interfere unless it got too bad, plus it was among the white court not the red. "indeed strange how the white court turns on each other...everyone will die and rot. it goes nowhere...then wonderland will be just ruins. ah but death.. beautiful death. what a lovely word."she said and sat in mid air,shadows under her like a chair. she crossed her leg over the other and laughed in a dark eerie way and smiled. she elegantly held a apple in her hand and bit down harshly making two punctures in the side. the apple shriveled up and she threw it to the ground. "oh but I do wish I can have somebody to keep me company as well...I might have a few beings in mind who will just do but I may not say in that matter." she sighed." I wish I could see the fight better though."she muttered. she was high above them so they could barely hear her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 11:23 am
Crix's high functioning ears picking up the sound of something falling, an apple past the two males currently in the air. His bird like sight caught the shape of the bite and he grinned. "Alright Cheshire, I agree. We'll switch her highness back to normal." He released his grip on Levi's foot, turning and charging up higher into the air. His keen eye sight catching the dark figure, he opened his arms touched Syth's shoulders. Looking as if her were doing a hand stand over her. "Hello, Syth, been a few centuries. Hasn't it?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 12:39 pm
"The trees that whisper in the evening, carried away by a moonlight shadow,Sing the song of sorrow and grieving," synthsynth smirked and she pulled back making herself fall but swooped back up. "indeed it has my friend. have you been well rested? you do still look tasty." she said and placed her index finger under his chin with a small purr. synth backed up and she smiled. "shall we play now? it is quite boring without your company." she said with a sigh. she looked down for a moment seeing the ace and blushed. "he's so.--lovely when he looks ready to kill.. wonder if he saw me. wonder if he notices my presence.."she whispered and sighed meeting the gaze of the gryphon.
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 1:09 pm
Crix chuckled and flicked her hand away. "Truethfully, I had quite the nap. Oh how I wish it were longer." He crossed his arms and flew in one spot. "I did promise not to kill the King's men, everyone else is far game." Crix raised an eyebrow, floating around Syth. "Isn't this a new development? Has the Syth fallen into interest for the Ace of Spades?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 1:39 pm
"The trees that whisper in the evening, carried away by a moonlight shadow,Sing the song of sorrow and grieving," synthshe giggled. "you're just so lazy, it's fun to kill too." she said after he said he wished his nap was longer. she licked her lips and smirked. "maybe. maybe not. either way he belongs to me now..." she answered, crossing her arms and stuck out her dragonish tounge. she outstretched an arm and gently touched the charm on his chain, her expression softening." but never worry.. you still have the a piece of my soul. I do never regret giving it to you even if we grow apart, my dear friend."
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 3:18 pm
 Without you I'm not happy, but I hope you're happy,
I'll watch over you from afar Olivia listened to Synth attentively before she watched Synth leave her room. When Synth had just left, the white rabbit heard a familiar voice, though it wasn't a voice she heard in a long time. When she turned around to look at her door, her eyes watered when she saw a familiar face. "S-Shinx?" she asked, quickly walking over to the door and opening it wider. She looked at him from head to toe and without a doubt it was him. Tears streamed down her face as she smiled at him brightly, "Welcome home..." She said in a soft voice before wrapping her arms around him, resting her head against his chest as she cried softly. She felt so happy, so relieved that she was able to see one of her friends again.After putting all memories behind, Live happily once forgetting me
I hope you're H-A-P-P-Y
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 4:22 pm
Crix poked the char on his neck. "Well, taking your innocence wasn't that hard. I only had to ask." He flew around, looking at the falling Cheshire. "I should help him shouldn't I? Me and my forgetfulness. Of course a cat can't land on it's feet from so far. Come Syth, let's start a blood bath." soared down head first, Grabbing Levi by his foot. "Sorry about that, had to phone a friend." While taking Levi down to the ground, he shed his human look. Shifting into large mythical creature he claimed to be.
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 5:20 pm
In the game, I serve a purpose of being a card Rolan listened to the Hare's words with little interest. Rising up from the floor, he prepared to attack again. Creepy smile as it ever was. It does seem like im being bossed around, doesn't it? Well, ramble on till your mute, I don't go back on my word. Lifting his hand, the cards that Hare stepped away from started to move again, bringing them back to from a protective circle around him. He hesitated. Hare spoke the question that he always asked himself. Then laughter raised from his throat. At first it was a small giggle, then became a genuinely heartily laugh as if someone said something amusing. HAHA.....It's as you say Hare, yet im born with this role and no other. If I regret what I am is technically regretting my existence. I do enjoy this life even if it is bitter. I have my purpose. It seemed like the little bit of madness from interacting with others had rubbed off on Rolan. He knew he was talking gibberish. Yet it was not a lie either. Because of who he was he was able to meet very interesting characters. What would be the point in dwelling on the situation when there is always a game to be played. Finished talking and still a smile on his face, the Ace took a few of his cards and magically increased their size. Standing as tall as he was, the cards started spinning rapidly then shot in the Hare's direction.
But when will I serve the purpose of being the player?
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 5:32 pm
"Your eyes, nose, lips, it haunts my memories"
"I can't forget you if I try, I wanna believe in your lies" _______________________________________________________________Oliver just smiled at Rolan's words. He knew nothing would ever get to his friend, even if the truth was right in front of his face. As long as he served the Queen and she was alive and well, that was all for that card of spades. "You're dull, you know that?" How was he going to fight? He did have Cheshire in his sights, but once he saw that the cat was placed on the ground, he had no cause for worry. "Bitter life, you say...I'd say more rotten than bitter. Tea is bitter and I tend to like tea. As for purpose, allow me to change that for you." He gripped his sword tighter, a flame engulfing the blade as he slashed at the cards with ease. However, one grazed his cheek as he charged towards Rolan with a sinister grin. The Hare's trademark grin that no one has seen since he told the Queen he was now 'sane'. With a tighter grip on his flaming blade began a flurry of blows, slashing at the Ace with little disregard where the injuries would land. The blows ranged anywhere from his neck, arms, chest, and knees. Oliver was able to feel his old self come back. Oh how he missed being the March-- no, the Mad Hare.________________________________________________________________
"And your eyes, nose lips, it haunts my memories"
"I can't forget you if I die, feels like I'm losing my mind..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 5:34 pm
"The trees that whisper in the evening, carried away by a moonlight shadow,Sing the song of sorrow and grieving," synthshe nodded."yes,all beautiful scarlett warm blood we can have."she said synth's body then formed into a ball of black smoke which fell to the ground like dust. the black dust formed into a puddle and from that rose synth in her second body. she was the same size as crix but a bit small and more slender since she was a female and more serpent like. her voice echoed through the air."now then shall we have some fun?" it asked. she nudged his side with a little growl. she then jumped on a tree making it fall over in half with a loud snap. her tail swishing side to side."now then what do i get to do? how shall we play our game??"she stared at the gryphon with her blood colored eyes.
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 6:03 pm
In the game, I serve a purpose of being a card Rolling his eyes as Oliver mentioned tea. Much talk about tea here. Out of view, Rolan sent a card in the air. The Hare had successful made a long, deep slash ranging from the base of his neck to his hip opposite from it. As Hare reveled in his enjoyment the body of the Ace faded away into cards. In the seconds that he was gone, Rolan reappeared just above the hare to knock him to the ground with him on top. He tightly gripped the back of his neck with his leg held down the arm with the sword. A satisying grin presented itself, Rolan had the card he threw earlier in his hand. Card Prison. His deep tone voice spoke an enchantment, then the card glowed a brilliant shade of blue. Slowly moving it towards the Hare, the card started to visibly pull him in.
But when will I serve the purpose of being the player?
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