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 Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 5:41 pm
Soneko: should I just assume that your character left? Unks is probably waiting on a reply and I am awaiting yours...
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 5:59 pm
((yeah, that is preety rediculios. i would go change my avi, but my avitar is havign problems as well. i need a new internet connector, this one has cost me too much already....))
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 8:20 am
(I am just practing saying that. LOL.)
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 12:37 pm
<
Carl: Dude...That sucking ********: Honestly, yeah, I'm a little worried about it. It opens doors for a lot of stalking, harassing, and hackings.>>
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 4:02 pm
Of course the redhead would sneer at his inability to read the language. It didn't matter to him. Anything that she had in her book, he already knew. He was sure of it as he locked eyes with the woman. Any disadvantage he would seem to have was a complete fabrication. But what he did find interesting and new was the fact that the girly seemed to have a spare. Or the one he had just destroyed had been the spare. The point was, she was unphased by what he did. Which, again, he didn't mind. Some were harder than others. But what was the kitsune doing carrying around two of the same book? It was almost as if she expected something to happen to it. Was she expecting him to burn it? No, he had played the scenerio four times, and this was the first time he had even thought of burning the book.
As a chair slid out next to him, he knew she expected him to sit down, and her words that soon followed confirmed it. But she went so far as to say he didn't have the ability to get her to fight. She wouldn't be saying that if he crammed his arm down her throat and tore her insides out. Wouldn't be saying much of anything. However, he had to keep a regular mind and play along for now, while he did have half a mind to turn the girl inside out. He heard the entry of another person. Without turning, he knew it was a male by the voice while he talked to himself, apparently oblivious to the others nearby. He sat back in the chair and picked up his right leg, resting his ankle on his left knee. He folded his hands and settled them on his abdomen, peering past his glasses at the girl.
"Humor me."
Of course, he was sure he already knew what would happen. She would try to play psychiatrist and gain a mental advantage over him. Tell him that he abused his abilities in order to strike fear into somebody so they couldn't fight back. Or possibly that he did it to announce to everybody that he was the best. That he tried too hard to be in control of a situation. She was under the impression that he was stupid, which immediately gave her superiority in her mind, which, in turn, allowed her to be able to 'teach' him about himself.
Still, the woman had proven him wrong before, and if whatever it was she had to say did in fact intrigue him, he might sit still long enough for her to see another day. If she bored him...Well...
He giggled.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 5:04 pm
She looked at him cynically, watching him as he guessed again and again at what she was at. He thought he knew, though it wouldn't bother her if he did. It would be nice to actually find a decent, intelligent male to speak with, but so far only few existed and their compatibility was lacking. Rather than waiting for this slow moving slab of meat to figure out what she was at, she decided to just tell him so things could get moving.
"Real illusionists can cast spells undetected."
Before she could address the topic on her mind, her ears were assaulted by the sound of a less than enjoyable figure in her life. He was rather loud most times and none too perceptive apparently. What exactly stopped him from noticing two people in plain sight was beyond her. Be that as it may, another chair slid from beneath the table, the result of an impatient kick, and she eyed him commandingly.
"You sit down, too."
Finally, it appeared she'd be able to silence the monkeys in the arrogant man's head. She was aware of her own arrogance and her own limitations, but she was not so low a creature as to consider ripping one's innards out just to rile someone up into a fight. Well if he was too bored with her, he had a new target to play with. One that was more on his level.
Mentally anyway.
"Do you know what a Player is?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 11:27 am
(Oh s**t! Carl I am sorry bro! We all must help Carl get his s**t back! As a guild and as friends we should help and donate to his cause!!)
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 12:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 3:29 pm
(( ninja Haha Thanks, Unks. But lets wait until the admins contact me about the report I filed ninja ))
(( mrgreen With luck they'll get me all of my s**t back mrgreen ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:10 pm
Carl Elynwood (( ninja Haha Thanks, Unks. But lets wait until the admins contact me about the report I filed ninja ))
(( mrgreen With luck they'll get me all of my s**t back mrgreen )) (That is all well in good at thinking Carl, but I don't think the Admins will be getting back to you too soon. But then again faith in the Admins is good too)
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:37 pm
(Oh sorry guys I didn't know you were in the bar area. My bad)
::Unks looked over at the other two present; Red and Sone. He grabbed his bottle of water and moved away from the bar and to their by invitation of Red. He looked at the chair she pulled out and he sat down slowly and looked between the two of them:"
"Sorry if I disturbed you both from what you were doing. . . Which is what if you don't mind my asking of course."
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 12:11 pm
A red haired kitsune looked on from a booth in his extreme boredom. He knew unks and red, but this other one was new to Yo-ko. He might ask about him, once he was clear of everyone else. For now, her would just chill and enjoy the day.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 5:00 pm
His eyes narrowed slightly and a small grin tugged at his lips. He could very well go undetected. He'd done it before. But there was no fun in doing it that way. What was the point of hiding a gift you had? Especially if you could have fun with it.
"Real illusionists don't need to go undetected."
Before the conversation could progress any further, the woman was talking to the man who had entered just a few moments ago. As much as she thought about him wanting to be in control, she seemed to think she had an authority over those around her with the way she spoke to people. However, the man didn't mind as he heard the steps coming towards them. His mouth twisted into a lopsided smirk as the purple haired man sat down, questioning what they had been doing. His mind stayed stagnant on a single thought for once, however many ideas rushed through his head on what her definition of a 'Player' was.
"Just having a little chat," He said, not removing his eyes from the woman.
"No," He continued the conversation with the readhead. "I've heard it used before, but I'm sure that your definition is different than the one I'm familiar with."
He sensed another presence. Another voice. Another toy. His mouth salivated at the thought. He had come for one, but they were now flocking to him. This could end up being a fun night. He would leave this one alone for now, but he would soon bring him into the triangle and have his fun.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 5:56 pm
"You haven't missed much. Just listen."
She was speaking to impatiently to Unks once more, as she always did, the husband of her senior pupil. Although her teacher, as it were, hardly served appropriately. His absence had since become one of those things to merely write off, which was probably for the better. She was likely better not mimicking him when she could be mastering herself. Likely, that was a lesson of his anyway.
Her attention quickly returned to the vast expanse of transparent particles that rested before her eyes, though in truth she back tracked to a statement her ruder guest had made. She was no less impatient with him, but her voice came out calmer, albeit just as cold and uncaring.
"You speak the truth, but you are not a real illusionist. Rather, you are a pretender with more ambition than your body has room for. My definition of the Player though, as you accurately pointed out, is a touch different from what you are thinking, though I believe the similarities will be enough to intrigue you. Besides, the boy over there would probably beat you worse than I would."
Of course, to this end, she was referring to Yo-ko, whether he heard her or not.
"If you've ever enjoyed your youth, then it would be safe to say you've played a certain number of games. Among them is a type of game that demands at all times at least two entities. One entity is the Player, and the other is the Played. Since I dare imagine you retain some level of competence, why don't you tell me what the Player and the Played are."
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