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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 2:37 pm
((Ah, yeah I hate that))
"You are," Chiasa insisted. "PLease stop thinking you aren't."
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 3:28 pm
All Hail the Reign of the Ostriches! Let it hereby be announced that:Sanguinius looked over the text and frowned, not knowing where any of these ingredients would be found, though his wings might carry feathers that may function. "You can place this back, its presence only taints the air," He claimed and glanced out the window, to see how it was affecting the outside. ...that is all
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UkyoKuonji2004 Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 3:31 pm
Tigris continued to whimper in the corner.
"Do I deserve a second chance like that witch...And will I become like her...?" Core asked, burying his face in her shoulder.
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 3:33 pm
"You will not become her," Chiasa said. "I wouldn't let you."
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 4:15 pm
Leonard couldnt focus for a few minutes, then finally he snapped, sending the page back into the pocket dimension, and taking out a chunk of the door of the building, but that was all the damage he did. his missing chunk of arm also reappeared, on the ground nearby, bleeding all over.
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 5:41 pm
All Hail the Reign of the Ostriches! Let it hereby be announced that:Sanguinius turned after a few moments to Tigris. "It is alright, the page is gone again," He told her, hoping to calm her down now that he noticed her cowering....that is all
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 6:05 pm
 Through the city, a man around 6'2" walks among the citizens of an unusual and mysterious world. He is a giant among them, clad in a brown cloak and making clanking metal noises underneath. Several people move out of the way of the man and some look at him with disdain. The man moves forward. "This isn't Terra or Torlak. I guess I was sent here when we were attacked in the warp."
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 6:10 pm
All Hail the Reign of the Ostriches! Let it hereby be announced that:[[wunderbar,someone decides to throw a space marine on the same map Sanguinius ends up in...]] ...that is all
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 6:13 pm
((only because space marines and ultramarines are the incarnation of awsome))
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 6:15 pm
All Hail the Reign of the Ostriches! Let it hereby be announced that:[[...I'm afraid I can't agree with you on that, but you are entitled to your opinion]] ...that is all
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 6:47 pm
((welll, can we get this goin, cuz i wanna get into the rp))
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 6:56 pm
All Hail the Reign of the Ostriches! Let it hereby be announced that:[[Unfortunately, I am waiting on others to post, and I do not believe they are online.]] ...that is all
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 7:06 pm
((where are ya'll at so i can come in))
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 7:33 pm
Leonard panted heavily, as he tried to stop the pain, but couldnt, until he realized in the pain he may have a way to get the poison out. bringing his left hand up, the one with its fingers still attatched, he formed a dagger in it, and cut a large gash into his side, crystallizing his blood in the wound to stop it from healing closed, and began to crystalize his blood slowly, painfully, and tediously, keeping in the regular, and getting out the poison, though the method worked for a few minutes, before he passed out, the crystalized blood liquifying, and the wound healing, as Leonard was unconcious.
Fog scowled, as the aura of the page disappeared, and kept walking through town, until he spotted a large man in what appeared to be advanced armor. smiling, Fog very calmly, and carefully followed him, careful to keep from being spotted, and if he was, he would simply walk away. he figured the man in the armor would be a good starting point for his search.
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 7:36 pm
 Marcus continued to walk down the sidewalk as he felt the presence of an entity behind him. He stopped in the crowd and waited for the man to stop too. "You're not a heretic of chaos, nor are you an assasin from the Eldar." The sound of a bolt is heard as he cocks his bolter pitol back and readies for a fight. "So, who are you?"
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