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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 12:52 am
Vincent R. Starwind *shimmers, standing in an 8'2foot anthro form, jeans on his lower half and black tanktop on the other, appearing out of nowere* Interesting display of anger and amusements I must say Well, aren't I the lucky one....I get all these fine men as company....*raises he bottle*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 12:53 am
Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride My MENTAL CONDITION IS FINE. *Trygon looks at her, then at the bottles, then back at her. His expression is mostly blank, calling her bullshit with just that* Drinking through issues I'd rather you didn't. *Trygon nods to the other dragon* Hello, Vincent. G'day Old Chum, hope life see's you well
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 12:53 am
Zero_Omega Trygon TBD Did I say you cared for her? My point stands. Hey, watch this magic trick. *Trygon looks square into his eyes, then stands* I'll go say hello to Angel, I think... Maybe see if she can put her mutt on a tighter leash. A nice little discussion... *He starts for the door* Bye, good luck *Trygon looks back, and grins* Brief history lesson, Zero. I tried to kill Angel to give Crow freedom. Seems that goal still stands. *with that, he walks out*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 12:56 am
Trygon TBD Zero_Omega Trygon TBD Did I say you cared for her? My point stands. Hey, watch this magic trick. *Trygon looks square into his eyes, then stands* I'll go say hello to Angel, I think... Maybe see if she can put her mutt on a tighter leash. A nice little discussion... *He starts for the door* Bye, good luck *Trygon looks back, and grins* Brief history lesson, Zero. I tried to kill Angel to give Crow freedom. Seems that goal still stands. *with that, he walks out* *He felt a blow inside his skull* <******** eyes changed back but he rest of his body stayed the same and get launched out
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 12:57 am
*Slams her bottle on the table* No one rules me but Yawgmoth...GOT that?
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 12:59 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride *Slams her bottle on the table* No one rules me but Yawgmoth...GOT that? *poofs and reappears on the opposite side of her table* -got- it, schway moodswing
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:02 am
*walks in singing a song to herslef, and sits on a couch*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:04 am
I was talking to the ones who were talking about me as if I weren't here.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:06 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride I was talking to the ones who were talking about me as if I weren't here. It happens *Poofs again but doesn't reappear here*
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:07 am
*he walks back in with fist wraps on, they were blank, at least for now* It seems like tonight is a loud night is it now, Crow?
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:09 am
*Trygon paces in again, idly shredding what remains of his right sleeve. He walks up to Crow, and sits* So. I'm thinking of killing Yawg. What say you?
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:10 am
Zero_Omega *he walks back in with fist wraps on, they were blank, at least for now* It seems like tonight is a loud night is it now, Crow? Yes it Daemon...
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:11 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Zero_Omega *he walks back in with fist wraps on, they were blank, at least for now* It seems like tonight is a loud night is it now, Crow? Yes it Daemon... Please, call me Abaddon if you wish
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:11 am
Trygon TBD *Trygon paces in again, idly shredding what remains of his right sleeve. He walks up to Crow, and sits* So. I'm thinking of killing Yawg. What say you? *she looks at him, her eyes glow deep red* Over my dead body
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 1:12 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD *Trygon paces in again, idly shredding what remains of his right sleeve. He walks up to Crow, and sits* So. I'm thinking of killing Yawg. What say you? *she looks at him, her eyes glow deep red* Over my dead body Mm... *he watches her silently* And if I offered to take his place...?
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