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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 1:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 1:37 pm
I made almost 1k from doing your booty grab! eek
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 1:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 1:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 1:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 1:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 1:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 3:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 8:45 am
Lizzie's Bump Rap >:3 Bump Bump Bump this thread. I'm gonna bump it til' I'm dead. Trying to raise my post count. Reaching that higher amount. If you think this rap is crude. Don't mess with me in a bad mood. ^.^
Word. lol
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 5:47 pm
{Krato}K N I G H T{Hrothicur} of DragonsO00-----▐ -▐-✦✦✦✦▐ Worthless cur, you are insignificant.✦✦✦✦I will turn you to ash upon the earth +++++The Knight of Fire and Dragons, I cannot fail.✦✦✦✦Cower before me, face my flames. Scaly black wings folded into a gray cloak before Krato landed heavily on Veridian. He could have made a storming entrance while fully transformed and wreathed in flame but that wasn't his mission just yet. The Knight of Dragons was tasked with merely surveying the town and finding its points of weakness. Upon landing he was stricken with a strange sense of familiarity as if he had been here before, even lived here. However that was nonsense as he was clearly the son of dragons with his angular face, scaled skin and razor teeth.
With crossed arms he did his best to ignore the odd feeling and continue his mission. Twin claymores hung on his back while he followed some signs to a promising location: the Knights Guild. Surely that would shed some light on what defenses this town had. Krato was a burly man, whose reddish hair bristled in the wind and massive figure would suggest strength. Of course this was truth, the dragons had created a dangerous warrior.
Krato came upon the knights fort but didn't make a scene deciding to take advantage of the one already in place. It seemed the citizens had cleared out and someone or something had done damage prior to his arrival. He took a good look and the downed soldiers, noting their armor and weapons and positions around the fortress. The dragonkind imagined he looked a bit out of place, casually entering their stronghold and looking at bodies. Of course, they were mere humans, what did they matter?
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 5:51 pm

++++++++++++++++++Krato +++++++++++++++++++ A replay shone in his head, gunshots ringing into his thoughts. Images of past battles flooded in and melded with the recent conflict. The van from earlier re-exploded then a tank rolled down the street, firing ballistics from three years ago. Xander took a burst of machine gun fire to the stomach and fell backwards on dusty terrain which began to soften and felt more and more like bed linen...
Four gunshots. Two explosions. 1 blue-eyed Nor girl. These were the things Xander had survived today. He opened his eyes a little, after the page had gone, and woke up to the purplyblue-haired cuteness, telling him he looked 'seriously craptastic'. He groaned in protest and scanned firebrick eyes over his body. The blood had been wiped off and pearly white bandages held his wounds snug, a series of old, bullet-sized scars on his lean and muscled torso. Xander felt the odd plastic sealers in the puncture holes and his flesh crawled at the foreign substance.
"You don't look so good yourself." Xander commented playfully, noting the spots of blood she'd picked up since he last saw her a few minutes ago. He flexed his right arm and the drew the IV out. "All better." Xander joked then stood and fully removed the bloody black shirt, reaching for an identical one on back of the bed-side chair. The black trench flapped dramatically when he pulled it on after buttoning the shirt closed and producing a black tie, tying it up around his neck, then placing the cross-piece over the knot.
" Don't worry about me Will. I'm a grown man." Xander looked to her. He reached out with a gloved hand and grabbed the Crux off of the little table realizing how close it lay to Will. "What's important is how you are feeling." He said and tucked the gun into his trench pocket.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 6:09 pm
Krato Hrothicur-Son of Dragons-Knight of Fire Scaly black wings folded into a gray cloak before Krato landed heavily on Veridian. He could have made a storming entrance while fully transformed and wreathed in flame but that wasn't his mission just yet. The Knight of Dragons was tasked with merely surveying the town and finding its points of weakness. Upon landing he was stricken with a strange sense of familiarity as if he had been here before, even lived here. However that was nonsense as he was clearly the son of dragons with his angular face, scaled skin and razor teeth.
With crossed arms he did his best to ignore the odd feeling and continue his mission. Twin claymores hung on his back while he followed some signs to a promising location: the Knights Guild. Surely that would shed some light on what defenses this town had. Krato was a burly man, whose reddish hair bristled in the wind and massive figure would suggest strength. Of course this was truth, the dragons had created a dangerous warrior.
Krato came upon the knights fort but didn't make a scene deciding to take advantage of the one already in place. It seemed the citizens had cleared out and someone or something had done damage prior to his arrival. He took a good look and the downed soldiers, noting their armor and weapons and positions around the fortress. The dragonkind imagined he looked a bit out of place, casually entering their stronghold and looking at bodies. Of course, they were mere humans, what did they matter?
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 9:43 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 9:46 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 1:35 pm
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