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 Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:00 am
 Haku-men looked at the door, "Então, o que agora? Vai afundar mais profundo em sua auto-piedade? Você sente que você tem orgulho ainda está a chorar o seu coração para ninguém. Seu fazendo errado. Se você tiver orgulho, em seguida, mostrá-lo. Mostrá-la ao conhecido como uma força para se formiga mesmo mostrar-lhe então o que mais você pode fazer?" His voice was firm as he leaned back against the wall. Pride was a bad thing to have, but if used right it could do miraculous things.(translated: So what now? Will you sink deeper into your self pity? You feel that you have pride yet you are crying your heart out to nobody. Your doing it wrong. If you have pride then show it. Show it to the one known as Strength for if you ant even show him then what more can you do?)
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 10:54 am
![User Image]() ✖ .. S ʈ ɼ ϵ η ɡ ʈ ɦ. ★ & ★ . Ӎ ι ʂ ʈ ϵ σ ɼ
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✖ Now the dark begins to rise, save your breath, it's far from over
✖ Leave the lost and dead behind, now's your chance to run for cover
✖ I don't want to change the world, I just want to leave it colder
✖ Light the fuse and burn it up, take the path that leads to nowhere All is lost again
But I'm not giving in
Sidorov smirked, "And a clever little girl you are. But do you really think you can kill me just like this? I am not alone, you know." The blood running down his neck didn't both the man one bit, and he hardly felt the pain anyway. The hand hold the gun to Mi twisted, so to anyone else it would just be an attempt at intimidation towards the girl, but Strength understood the meaning.
In one quick stroke, the girl's blade was away from the Supplier's neck and in Strengths hand as he held it, ignoring the blood that dripped to the floor of the inn. His pale eyes saw only two things in the room, the large Russian man, his boss, and the foreign Main girl. His roommate, Mi, and the stranger standing in front of him were two different people in his mind now. It was technique he'd used many times before in operations, and this one was no different.
Sidorov held the gun in place still, not moving a muscle. His malicious grin only grew wider as he hissed, "Thank you, Prochnost'." I’ll build up a house, I’ll build up an army
Of cellophane soliders, Cheap Origami
To take back a piece or whatever’s left
Of that little box that beats in your chest.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 11:13 am
 ＶＥＧＡＳ ＫＩＮＧＳＬＥＹ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄i▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄lalalalalalalalaｄｏxxxｙｏｕxxxｌｏｖｅxxxｍｅxxx?fillerfillerfillerfiller ╰☆╮ Utterly angered by the stranger, she screamed, hit the door and wiped away every tear that fell, "Que se foda, caralho!" she shouted, taking deep breaths after that to calm herself and she headed for the bathroom in the little room she stole, turning on the tap. When her tears stopped completely, when she knew she wasn't going to cry at all anymore, she ran her hands under the water and washed her face to hide attempt to hide the fact she'd been crying. She wet some of the wash clothes and held them to her eyes to let the redness and evident puffiness become nearly non-existent but because she only did those two things, the redness on her cheeks from wiping them so much remained. She hadn't noticed it and turned the water off, noticing a familiar burnt up face in the mirror, she jerked back and he was gone. Paranoid, she ran out of the bathroom and calmly opened the door, completely ignoring the person leaning against it and walking back into the ******** it, p***k))
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 11:18 am
[ MOD: angel of death112 you have been trialed for god modding, and harassing a girl in distress. But seriously, you can't know all those languages. Also, I need to take a look at your character's profile. Thank you! ]
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 11:33 am
(wait....what? Where did I god mod? Im harassing? Im sorry I didnt mean for it to look like that. Here you go)
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 11:44 am
  ｡ ⊱ One second she has it, one second it's gone.
Strength was cold. He didn't see her as a friend anymore, and he didn't look so scared of Sidorov either. Mi was stuck and there was no way out. <********. . . What do I do now? Mi wrapped her hands around the man's neck, but not tight enough to actually kill him. He struggled with breathing, but he still breathed. She didn't know what to do at all. No, she didn't want to do anything. Not with Strength standing behind her, ready to kill her at any moment. It was like a chain reaction that shouldn't have started up. ⊰ ｡ † • ℓet's share тhe ρain тogether • †
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 11:49 am
[ MOD: The character known as Jack has Omnipotence (limitless ability) and that is considered god modding. No one can be perfect, and the biography is also too "out there." Sorry, I know you're into RPing and all, but you have to make characters more humane. And with a smaller power, or if with a big power, BIG drawbacks. There is no such thing as perfect, or no flaws. ]
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 11:53 am
(lol....omnipotence. Sounds yummy. A drawback eh? I can do that. How can I make him more humane....when he wasnt human to begin with?)
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:20 pm
![User Image]() ✖ .. S ʈ ɼ ϵ η ɡ ʈ ɦ. ★ & ★ . Ӎ ι ʂ ʈ ϵ σ ɼ
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✖ Now the dark begins to rise, save your breath, it's far from over
✖ Leave the lost and dead behind, now's your chance to run for cover
✖ I don't want to change the world, I just want to leave it colder
✖ Light the fuse and burn it up, take the path that leads to nowhere All is lost again
But I'm not giving in
Strength efforlessly lifted his left hand, the one that was not currently ruining the carpet with his blood. The boy swiftly moved in, placed the hand over Mi's chest, and with great force pushed her away from Sidorov. The man behind him was coughing, cursing like a sailor in russian. The wicked glint of the abandoned gun showed at the blonde's feet. He yelled some order at Strength, but the boy didn't hear him, he was looking at Mi, deciding for himself what action he should take now. Someone in this room wasn't going to live, and Strength wasn't going to be the one that died, he wouldn't let it happen.
I’ll build up a house, I’ll build up an army
Of cellophane soliders, Cheap Origami
To take back a piece or whatever’s left
Of that little box that beats in your chest.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:38 pm
Haku-men stood there and watched Vegas walk out of her room and away from him. He smiled under his mask as he stood there, "Mostre-me. Mostre-me este "Pride" que os seres humanos dizem que têm e mantenha acima de tudo. Mostre-me o que pode fazer!" His voice rang out before he stood straight. He felt it. It was almost time for him to go to..."work". He rotated his shoulders as his body turned into water and sunk into the floor.(translated: Show me. Show me this "Pride" that humans hold above all else. Show me what you can do with it!)
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:56 pm
｡ ⊱ Mi fell back, sitting up right, staring back at Strength.
Her lips went from a sly grin, to a sorrowful slight pout. Her eyes enveloped in a little sadness. "What do you plan to do now Strength?" You weren't planning to kill me and save your boss, were you? Mi sat there thinking, unable to react because Strength was one of her beloved friends, and he would rather save an old creep that betrayed the Syndicate rather than help a friend in need. ⊰ ｡ † • ℓet's share тhe ρain тogether • †
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:10 pm
ＶＥＧＡＳ ＫＩＮＧＳＬＥＹ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄i▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄lalalalalalalalaｄｏxxxｙｏｕxxxｌｏｖｅxxxｍｅxxx?fillerfillerfillerfiller ╰☆╮ Vegas zoned out of reality again, completely ignoring all of her surroundings and thinking of ways she could get Strength back. She craved that momentary kiss so she could kiss back instead of acting like the tiny little b***h she was born to be. He was angry at her, she knew that as a fact and it wouldn't take 'I'm sorry' to make things better because one, this wasn't an Asian drama even if it felt like one, and two, he was bound to be above that. 'God Strength, you're probably more complicated than a fifteen year old girl. I can't even figure out what I did to make you like me, but I wish I could do it again.' she chuckled internally, it was true though, he was more bottled up than aged wine.
fillerfillerfillerfiller ╰☆╮ "You want him, don't you?" a familiar, hauntingly velvet voice filled her ears.
fillerfillerfillerfiller ╰☆╮ "He hates me." she laughed, there was no humor, the laugh was just full of self pity and loathing. "It must be amazing for you to see me ******** up so many times on my own."
fillerfillerfillerfiller ╰☆╮ "I'd be a bad person if I said yes, but a liar if I said no, I'm a sinner either way," he laughed with her, they both had similar, cold, humourless laughter. "But I can't help but make it worse on you, next time you desire him, be cautious. It'll get you in trouble." and then he was gone before she could even look at him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:18 pm
![User Image]() ✖ .. S ʈ ɼ ϵ η ɡ ʈ ɦ. ★ & ★ . Ӎ ι ʂ ʈ ϵ σ ɼ
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✖ Now the dark begins to rise, save your breath, it's far from over
✖ Leave the lost and dead behind, now's your chance to run for cover
✖ I don't want to change the world, I just want to leave it colder
✖ Light the fuse and burn it up, take the path that leads to nowhere All is lost again
But I'm not giving in
The russian man looked at the adolescent, wondering just how close he was with this girl. "Yes, Prochnost', what do you intend to do?" Out of Mi's mouth it was a question, but from this man's it was an order. When Strength hesitated to kill the girl, though, Sidorov was not exactly pleased. The Russian snatched Strength's left wrist hard enough that it hurt the boy. He yanked the arm up to eye-level and scrunched up Strength's sleeve, revealing a crudely-drawn star and under it written "лояльность". "What does this mean to you? Remember it and don't forget it." The man hissed, just like a snake, the sound loud enough to process through the blonde's head, but only just barely audible to the ravenette across the room. Sidorov released the kid, at the same time pushing him away. Strength's burnt-out eyes met the man's fierce ones, which were screaming, "Now." In less than a second, the gun of previously on the floor was in boy's hands. Two shots were made. One from the weapon of Strength's hands, one from the weapon concealed in the Supplier's jacket. I’ll build up a house, I’ll build up an army
Of cellophane soliders, Cheap Origami
To take back a piece or whatever’s left
Of that little box that beats in your chest.
(( OOC: Supplier is dead, Strength was shot. . . . idk, somewhere not deadly :p ))
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:32 pm
｡ ⊱ Two gunshots.
There's always a victim to both sides of the gun. The one shot, and the one shooting. To Sidorov, Strength was a traitor. But by Mi, they both were in betrayal. Mi cringed at the fact that Sidorov dared to utter those words, and to be angered by the fact that he was betrayed. a*****e. That's what he was. Every bit of him was hated by the likes of Mi.
It took a few seconds for Mi to snap out of her confused state and realize what just happened. Not only was Sidorov finally put down, but Strength was shot down as well. Mi quickly caught Strength as he fell. Sidorov however, was laying on the ground, shot somewhere in the chest, grasping onto the last few seconds of his filthy life. The floor was stained with more than just his blood, but Strength's as well. Strength couldn't move from his spot, because his leg took the bullet. No matter how annoying Strength ever was to Mi, she couldn't bear to see this happen.
All she could do now was torture Sidorov in his last breath. ⊰ ｡  † • ℓet's share тhe ρain тogether • †
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:51 pm
ＶＥＧＡＳ ＫＩＮＧＳＬＥＹ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄i▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄lalalalalalalalaｄｏxxxｙｏｕxxxｌｏｖｅxxxｍｅxxx?fillerfillerfillerfiller ╰☆╮ Vegas had waited long enough, she walked around aimlessly, back and forth, pacing, waiting, she was starting to wonder if what the hell they were doing alone. She stopped walking and froze, they were alone. For so long. At an inn. Jealousy got the best of the pinkette as she rushed up the stairs, he wasn't even with her and she felt cheated on - that kiss meant something to her whether she showed it or not. "Strength! Mi!" she called out for them, standing in the hallway, there wasn't even use in guessing which room they were in, broken doors meant business. Her friends meant business. They had to be in there. Slowly and cautiously heading for that certain door, she felt stupid, nauseous and scared - she couldn't even rejoice at the fact that she wasn't being cheated on her by her not yet boyfriend.
fillerfillerfillerfiller ╰☆╮ Vegas observed everything cautiously, the heavy metallic smell of blood, she saw pools of blood and a dying, bulky and honestly intimidating man that was seeing the last moments of his life. And all of that was disregarded when she saw Strength, she fearfully walked closer to him, wanting to hold him but she didn't have it in her. She was probably the last person he wanted to see.
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