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 Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 5:00 am
][As much as I'd love to.. I'm just going to leave it here. X.x; -sleepy-][
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 3:33 pm
Abe comes out of the shadows, placing a finger on the countertop in the kitchen. He looks around idly, licking his lips as he finds a nearby trashcan. Huffing over to the trash, he dips in a claw and scrounges through the filth, finding an old burrito, half-eaten and starting to grow mold. "Ooo. yummy!" He grabs the burrito and tosses it on an unclean plate, grabbing himself a fork and bringing his dinner to a table. "Nothing like a nice, greasy burrito, I always say!" he cuts off a piece and starts eating.
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:00 pm
(( Anyone still around? xD))
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:02 pm
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:07 pm
(( Imma bring in Eliza then. I'm too lazy to make Mimi come down. xD)) Once again Liza found herself meandering through the hotel, footsteps leading her into the confines of the bar room. Up until that moment the only people she'd run into had either been easily aggravated or simply strange. And even then there'd been only one person whom she'd spoken to on a regular basis. Things were beginning to get boring.
And so she shuffled into the bar room, socked feet not making a noise. Groggily sleepy and somewhat annoyed was the expression on her face. Damned be Gackt, now she needed a cigarette and none to boot. Grumbling she pushed back a lock of hair behind her ear, her free hand waving at whomever was eating back there. "Mornin'..." Her eyes were half closed.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:13 pm
Green colored irises darted from one chair to the other as the quite irratating French man ducked behind a chair. He had become weary ever since one of the people he had showed some affection to decided to attack him. Poor Luic was still recovering from that awful attack. He couldn't help it if he was attracted to beautiful people. Guys more than girls, but still beautiful none the less. Luic's gaze darted again as he crawled along to hide behind another chair as he made his way towards the bar.
He didn't want to be attacked again. Even if that boy was no where in sight, Luic was still going to be on end. Until he saw someone who would take his mind away from his troubles. But the chances of someone beautiful crossing his path in the bar was limited, but he didn't mind. He just wanted a cup of Brandy and then he'd be back to his usual self.
Drake rolled his eyes as he saw Luic ducking behind the chairs. He almost wanted to say that the boy was standing right at the door, but he restrained himself from doing so. Drake didn't even know they boy's name, so he wouldn't go around saying things like that. Instead, he merely pretended as if he didn't see Luic at all. Turning his back to the rest of the bar, Drake began to dry some already dry glasses to busy himself until Luic asked for a drink.
As soon as he heard someone turn around, Drake blinked at the person, almost dropping his glass. He hadn't seen this person before, but he couldn't be sure now.
"Do I know you?," he asked cautiously as he raised his eyebrows at the girl.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:20 pm
Eyzaathe Green colored irises darted from one chair to the other as the quite irratating French man ducked behind a chair. He had become weary ever since one of the people he had showed some affection to decided to attack him. Poor Luic was still recovering from that awful attack. He couldn't help it if he was attracted to beautiful people. Guys more than girls, but still beautiful none the less. Luic's gaze darted again as he crawled along to hide behind another chair as he made his way towards the bar.
He didn't want to be attacked again. Even if that boy was no where in sight, Luic was still going to be on end. Until he saw someone who would take his mind away from his troubles. But the chances of someone beautiful crossing his path in the bar was limited, but he didn't mind. He just wanted a cup of Brandy and then he'd be back to his usual self. Drake rolled his eyes as he saw Luic ducking behind the chairs. He almost wanted to say that the boy was standing right at the door, but he restrained himself from doing so. Drake didn't even know they boy's name, so he wouldn't go around saying things like that. Instead, he merely pretended as if he didn't see Luic at all. Turning his back to the rest of the bar, Drake began to dry some already dry glasses to busy himself until Luic asked for a drink. As soon as he heard someone turn around, Drake blinked at the person, almost dropping his glass. He hadn't seen this person before, but he couldn't be sure now. "Do I know you?," he asked cautiously as he raised his eyebrows at the girl.
Slowly she backtracked a bit, the flirtatiousness of her voice but a mere hint as she spoke again. "I just got here a few days ago, really." That said, she took a seat at the nearest stool, right hand fishing out the half eaten sandwich from earlier, left hand stretching out toward the bartender. "Eliza Summers, call me what you will...just not Lizzie." At that those pouty lips curled into a broad smile.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:22 pm
His ring began to clamp tight around his finger, seething with the shadows of miasma, all locked up inside. They urged him to sense the living presence nearby, and sense he did. He tilted his head to the sleepy being that trespassed on his feast, and he calmly took another bite of his burrito. The soft, rancid meat melted on his tongue and he swallowed down yet another morsel of the filth. "Good day to you," he spoke, his ring's guidance being totally ignored most times now that he had full control of his own decisions. This demon was cursed with a conscience, and had no motives of betraying the good that lie deep inside his core.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:23 pm
Abigor-X His ring began to clamp tight around his finger, seething with the shadows of miasma, all locked up inside. They urged him to sense the living presence nearby, and sense he did. He tilted his head to the sleepy being that trespassed on his feast, and he calmly took another bite of his burrito. The soft, rancid meat melted on his tongue and he swallowed down yet another morsel of the filth. "Good day to you," he spoke, his ring's guidance being totally ignored most times now that he had full control of his own decisions. This demon was cursed with a conscience, and had no motives of betraying the good that lie deep inside his core.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:25 pm
(( Abe, do you want me to delete your extra post? razz ))
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:31 pm
A squeak came from somewhere beyond the chairs, followed by a curse in French. He peered out from under the table at Eliza and the other person besides Drake. Luic suddenly hid back under the table cloth, thinking that his cover was ruined. He sniffled somewhat as he moved from under one table to another, ducking behind the chairs yet again.
Drake just rolled his eyes once again at Luic's squeak as he said, "Alright, Eliza. What can I get you?"
It seemed weird for him to be asking such a question, but Drake didn't bother to tell anyone that. He obviously didn't know Eliza or the other two in the bar. Why did he seem so troubled? Drake pushed the thought away from his mind as he just tried to smile towards the one who was eating some garbage.
( *Dies.* I haaate homework. )
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 5:33 pm
((I'M BACK! heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart ))
A shrill scream filled the air, it was as if it came from all directions at once and no where at all, one of the paintings in the lobby dipicted a young 12 year old girl falling and tumbling down the stairs an old man standing at the top. Even more frightening than the sight was the fact that this was happening in the haunted mansion itself, young Elizabeth Greene had been pushed down the stairs by her insane Grandfather, her legal gaurdian after her parents died in a sailing mishap. Though this happened over 90 years ago on this day, Elizabeth still relived the pain as if it was happening for the first time ever. Almost imediatly a haunting melody started to fill the air, piano keys diligently played by small hands, the tune filled many with gloom and dispair.
Meanwhile in the demonic Resturant Blood Dawn all was in a bloody mess, every human guest to the resturant had been slain, with crumbling walls the resturant seemed to sink into the very pits of hell with it's owner and gaurds... but what of the imprisoned souls taken by the demon Zane? they were released to go to their rightful places in heaven all but two made thier way into the skies, those two, one consumed by jealousy in the 1930s, the other centered on beauty and seduction were brought down into the firey pits of hell with their new master.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 5:34 pm
Eyzaathe A squeak came from somewhere beyond the chairs, followed by a curse in French. He peered out from under the table at Eliza and the other person besides Drake. Luic suddenly hid back under the table cloth, thinking that his cover was ruined. He sniffled somewhat as he moved from under one table to another, ducking behind the chairs yet again. Drake just rolled his eyes once again at Luic's squeak as he said, "Alright, Eliza. What can I get you?" It seemed weird for him to be asking such a question, but Drake didn't bother to tell anyone that. He obviously didn't know Eliza or the other two in the bar. Why did he seem so troubled? Drake pushed the thought away from his mind as he just tried to smile towards the one who was eating some garbage. ( *Dies.* I haaate homework. )
The squeak caught her attention and so she turned to the source. It made her laugh, really. "What are you doing there, looking for dust bunnies?"((brain's dead. I'm dead... Jouji killed me.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 5:46 pm
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