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 Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 12:09 am
Horatio ran through the halls of the school, bleeding profusely from the cut on his chest. The Timesword hung limply in his hand, and he was panting heavily.
-"Son... this is your last chance. Give it to us now."
-"How many times do I have to say it?! I don't have it!"
Horatio ran past the doors to the gym and into a classroom.
-"Come on, son. You at least know where the Timestaff is... tell us where it is."
-"And then what? You'll just kill me, so what's the point?"
-"This is your last chance! Tell us where it is, or you will suffer horribly."
-"Like my brother? Heh, fat chance. You guys don't have the guts to do what I did..."
Just then, the door leading into the classroom broke into splinters, revealing three people: a large brutish man, holding a metal staff with a clock on the top; a beautiful woman with a maple wood staff with a clock in the middle; and an elderly man with a marble staff with a sundial on the top. The man grinned a horrid smile.
-"Wanna bet?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 7:14 am
"Well," Fiasco began, a little too scholarly "alot is situational. Do you consider this monster to take up alot of the screen? Which reminds me, why haven't are characthers turned to stone? Which also reminds, why do you supose medusa shares a trait with a basalisk? And why do you suppose a basalisk in Harry Potter is a snake, when in everything else I've ever read that contains a basalisk it happens to be a lizard with four but often six legs?" He ended is rant with a somewhat quizical look on his face.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 9:12 am
Toan walked into his apartment after sin's friends left and he walked over to his cane which was lying on the wall and picked it up looking it over. Then he walked into his bedroom took off his green suit and put on another looking almost exactly like it except a darker shade of green then he grabbed his suitcase with his supplies and had then flew over to the school.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 2:45 pm
Shana perked up a bit but not much; something was definatly wrong with Sin. Shana hesitated before walking a little closer to her, her mind racing to think of a way to cheer her up. "H..hey Sin, maybe we shouldn't go to the school today. Maybe we should go out of town and do something, or sleep all day and have a party tonight. Or something." her voice had some excitment in it, and some hesitation. She didn't know what Sin's reactions would be to these ideas, and the last thing she wanted to do was upset her further.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 3:47 pm
Toan arrived at the school and noticed a trail of blood from the gym door he followed it and saw Horatio standing there dazed. Toan walked over to him with his cane and stood next to him. "If I'm not mistaken.." Toan the turned and looked at Horatio's family members "Parents, and family are suppose to take care of their children... not kill them." he said looking down at them his eyes starting to glow a dark blue.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 5:15 pm
A wane smile touched Sin's face at Shana's ideas. Those were things she never got to do and probably couldn't do.. "Oh that sounds like fun, but think of the problems and consquences miss if a teacher were to do that with a student. That wouldn't be a good idea. Besides I have a amusing little score to settle with the Gym/p.e. teacher any ways." she said as she turned into a local Ihop. Sitting at a both a male waiter was at their table.
"I know what you want Ms. Terror, but what does your companion want. Since it is on the house for what you did for all of us in this slum." he said brightly eyeballing Shana with a keen interest. He was tall with a slim but muscular build. His eyes a soft green a flat nose, and lips to wide to be a well porportioned face. Though the smile was genuine and friendly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 5:23 pm
Shana thought that over for a few moments before speaking up again, encouraged by Sin's faint smile. "Ask for a sick day? And besides, you wouldn't be doing this as a teacher, you'd be doing it as a teenager like me." she said as she sat down with her, hoping that somehow she could convince Sin to go do something with her. Shana finally noticed the waiter and blinked at his gentle yet intent stare. Shana slowly eased towards Sin, her pale-blue eyes staring at the table as a blush started to color her cheeks; his stare, no matter how friendly, was making her feel awkward. "I'll have whatever Sin's having." she muttered, her floppy hat covering her wolf ears and her baggy pants hiding her bushy tail.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 8:02 pm
Horatio stood and glared at the three.
-"They aren't my family. They killed my family."
The man snarled and gripped his timestaff tighter.
-"Little liar. We're the only family you ever h-"
Horatio leaped and sent the Timesword crashing down on them. All three leaped backwards and the old man smacked Horatio in the stomach while the woman jabbed Horatio in the face and the man held the end of his timestaff at Horatio's throat.
-"Now tell us where it is!"
Horatio kicked the man in the stomach and swung the Timesword madly. He shot a glance to Toan.
-"GO! There's nothing you can do here..."
Horatio stopped time and ran, his family recovering quickly and chasing after him in stopped time. Only one other person would be unaffected by this stop in time: Sin.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 9:18 pm
Toan jumped back his wings bursting out of his back and his eyes glowing blue and his hair white as snow. He grabbed the handle of his cane pulling out a sword and he held it across Horatio's chest pushing him slightly back a little"Which one do you want to take?"he said smiling as his sword morphed into a sword which resembled Horatio's time sword slightly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 2:07 pm
((Meh..I'ma gonna withdraw from the RP...for quite a few reasons...one being, I strongly dislike my character, I tried to put up with her, but it can't be done. Lol. But I hate people who just randomly stop postin so. *nods head* goodbye! lol))
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 2:08 pm
((kk cya we'll miss you cry
lol))
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 7:20 pm
Khyn looked at Fiasco out of the corner of her eye. "Umm... I don't really know why unless she uses "Stare" as an attack and that would turn us into stone. Or perhaps we have something automatically equipped to help protect us." Her character threw a magic bolt at the monster, causing it to scream again. Khyn was starting to get an anxious feeling in her stomach, knotting up more every time she saw how low the monster's life meter was. She listened to Fiasco ramble on.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 9:33 pm
Fiasco gave her response some thought, then decided it best to not question the logic of a video game. ~ Ignoreing me, I see. It won't make me go away. I'm more a part of you than you know.~ "So what interests you," he continued on as if no voice was in his head, which (as you can imagine) most people do without haveing to think about it. "besides the obvious hack and slash genre?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 10:00 pm
((Haha. I'm coming back in. Muahahahahaha. razz )) Name: Tara West Age: 17 Appearance:  Personality/Bio: Her parents have been divorced for years, but the fighting didn't stop then. Her mother had told her that she and her father would still be friends...but that had been oh-so-wrong. Her mom hated her dad's guts and did everything to keep him from seeing Tara. In the meantime she remarried, and Tara's new stepfather is someone who Tara just can't understand. She doesn't like her stepfather at all and her mother, whom she has trusted and idolized for years, is becoming alien to her. Meanwhile, her dad also remarried, but she loves her dad and new stepmom very, very much. Now, though, the tension between her, her younger siblings, and all four of her parents is greatly rising, especially this year, and Tara's 4.0 grades are getting a bit shaky. Tara just feels like any minute her control could all come tumbling down. She's a shy girl, extremely shy, and doesn't have many friends, but she loves the ones she has with an unwavering devotion. But the divorce and fighting has affected her negatively, she has trust issues, and she always doubts whether people really love her. Then she'll just hit herself and tell her she's stupid to think such things...but it doesn't help. Strong-minded, ready to laugh, bubbly and happy, but also depressed a lot lately when her friends aren't there to distract her...which is often, as they don't share a lot of their classes. A girl of many complexities and opposites, just as any human being, and she spends a lot of time thinking and trying to figure things out, which can make her very frustrated. She enjoys video games, reading, writing, anything that uses the creative parts of her brain. Mm...sorry if it was a bit sloppy. I have to hurry and get to bed soon >.> lol
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 10:05 pm
Tara hurried out of school, feeling accomplished that she'd finished all her homework again before the bell had rung. Now she said a cheery goodbye to any friends she saw, and then dashed out to head to the arcade.
This was her after-school hangout everyday. This was where she could vent all her frustration, or just waste away meaningless minutes. This was her second home...though it was inching up to become her first, if her stepdad wouldn't quit being so...urgh.
Immediately as she walked in the door, Tara made a beeline for her favorite game...Dungeon Wizards.
But today it was occupied. "Urgh," Tara muttered under her breath at the girl and boy standing, playing, and talking in her territory. Then she settled for the game next to it and fumbled in her purse for her money.
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