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True_Angel_Of_Darkness13 Captain
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 Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 6:09 am
 ((I love Yoai and Yuri!!!!)) Luna trotted in and looked around as she sniffed all the cages.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 9:59 am
"You may call me Cyntus. I can't stand to see beautiful faeries such as yourselves being locked in a cage," Cyntus smiled tucking his hair back behind his ear to where they could see that he was an elf.
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Butterscotch Faerie Tales Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 10:25 am
Aurora giggled as smiled sweetly. "Such a handsome and charming young man you are Cyntus! And an elf at that." She gently nudged Amaranth who wasn't as pleased as herself. "Oh, Amaranth! Just be happy he is nice. Remember, we are considered slaves now. We should respect these deranged human ways."
Amaranth stared at Cyntus for a second and scoffed. "Aurora, you should not even be a slave! I don't mind me very much... I can handle myself. And even if you can, you still shouldn't." She held firmly onto Aurora as she walked closer to Cyntus. "May we leave now, elf? Your place may as well be better than here..."
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 10:34 am
"I think you two will like it. . ." Cyntus smiled sweetly escorting the two girls out of the Center.
((To The Mansion of Nature! I know it's a weird name. . .))
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 11:30 am
[Who's gonna fight for what's right? Who's gonna help us survive? We're in the fight of our lives (and we're not ready to die) Who's gonna fight for the weak? (We need a hero)]Kyra mildly ran his fingers through Kiri's hair as she slept. She had been asleep for a long time. He smiled mildly, then looked up and glanced around the slave pens. It had cleared out a lot since they had been deposited here.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 11:34 am
Artemis looked at the new person and smiled "Hello....." She liked the way they looked, normal... something she hadn't seen in forever.
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Apollo sighed and played with a piece of string and hummed a lullaby. Gosh, I wonder if I really can break out?
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:20 pm
Isshin curled up in a ball growing rather bored but not feeling like talking to anyone. Yin was curled up in a ball asleep. Wennin had grown quiet over the hours of sitting here.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:38 pm
In the cool damp darkness, underneath a mound, similar to the last one, made of strands of algae. Various noises; footsteps, voices of other slaves, or the guards going past permeated through the loose pile, though it didn't slow the drowsy feeling taking over her mind. Gradually, the dim light creating outlines of the bent and twisted plant material became something else altogether.
It was the same place as the last time; the small, but not overly, inside of the cottage. The sound of running water was coming from somewhere over to the right, perhaps around the sharp corner which was part of a smaller room; an empty closet. He, and the wicker basket were out of view; he was washing the fruit she had picked. A moment, or a shortened time period passed, and his tall, disheveled figure came into view, the bright smile usually splayed across it even cheerier; it was around the time for one of her lessons. The rest of the dream went by in a blur, the words in the heavy anatomy book a jumbled blur, though she knew them by heart.
(Bad?)
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Butterscotch Faerie Tales Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:48 pm
((Good!~))
Pooka continued to be lazy inside her cage. She still wasn't sure of what was going on, even with the help of the faeries. She only waited in silence for something unusual to happen or someone let her out of the cage and let her go back to Ireland.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:54 pm
[Who's gonna fight for what's right? Who's gonna help us survive? We're in the fight of our lives (and we're not ready to die) Who's gonna fight for the weak? (We need a hero)]Kyra mildly wished that he had a guitar or something. He had the odd urge to sing. He and his sister sang together, sometimes, if the master they had currently allowed them. He sighed. This was the most boring part of being a slave.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:20 pm
obsidian smiled and started to sing softly to herself; not realy caring who heard.
"Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell
It was love from above that could save me from hell
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me
There were drums in the air as she started to dance
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands
And we sang
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And the voices bang like the angels sing
We're singing, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night
Ay, oh, ay, ay, oh, ay, oh
And we danced on into the night
Like a piece to the puzzle that falls into place
You could tell how we felt from the look on our faces
We were spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes
The room left them moving between you and I
We forgot where we were and we lost track of time
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night
And we sang
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And the voices bang like the angels sing
We're singing ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night
Ay, oh, ay, ay, oh, ay, oh
And we danced on into the night
Ay, oh, ay, ay, oh, ay, oh
And we danced on into the night
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell
It was love from above that could save me from hell
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me
There were drums in the air as she started to dance
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands
And we sang
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And the voices bang like the angels sing
We're singing ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh
And the voices bang like the angels sing
We're singing ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
Singing ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night"
((into the night, santana))
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:37 pm
http://s.bebo.com/app-image/7925364223/54116556627/PROFILE/i.quizzaz.com/img/q/u/08/03/22/anime_boy.jpg
Four guards brought down a male with black hair and hunter green eyes who was wearing a muzzle and had several chains wrapped around him. His nails, eyes and hair looked like it had silver in them, making him look entirely like something that would probably kill someone without thinking twice about it. He was followed by another guard who was walking a boy with white hair and goggles on who glanced around curiously. This guard and boy were followed by two guards and a female bound with handcuffs and a cigarette in her mouth.
"Here you go, Mirror. Have fun down here," one of the guards with a bite mark on his shoulder and hand and a slight limp hissed shoving him into a cage.
http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime dream eaters/Princessevil1215/Anime%20Boys/Kyn.jpg
"Here's the dream eater. He doesn't seem to do much damage," the guard walking him down smirked pushing the boy with white hair towards one of the four in front of him.
http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime dream eaters/xXSanguineVampireXx/vampires/anime-girl_011-1.jpg
The two guards behind him soved the girl into the cage after she blew smoke in their faces. "So many people from the arena. . ." one of the guards coughed waving the smoke away as a different one locked all three cages.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 2:57 pm
[Who's gonna fight for what's right? Who's gonna help us survive? We're in the fight of our lives (and we're not ready to die) Who's gonna fight for the weak? (We need a hero)]Kyra mildly leaned back to look at the roof of the crude structure all of the slaves were housed in. He listened to the various noises drifting about, and closed his eyes. He sighed lightly.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 4:37 pm
Dantes_river http://s.bebo.com/app-image/7925364223/54116556627/PROFILE/i.quizzaz.com/img/q/u/08/03/22/anime_boy.jpg Four guards brought down a male with black hair and hunter green eyes who was wearing a muzzle and had several chains wrapped around him. His nails, eyes and hair looked like it had silver in them, making him look entirely like something that would probably kill someone without thinking twice about it. He was followed by another guard who was walking a boy with white hair and goggles on who glanced around curiously. This guard and boy were followed by two guards and a female bound with handcuffs and a cigarette in her mouth. "Here you go, Mirror. Have fun down here," one of the guards with a bite mark on his shoulder and hand and a slight limp hissed shoving him into a cage. http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime dream eaters/Princessevil1215/Anime%20Boys/Kyn.jpg "Here's the dream eater. He doesn't seem to do much damage," the guard walking him down smirked pushing the boy with white hair towards one of the four in front of him. http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime dream eaters/xXSanguineVampireXx/vampires/anime-girl_011-1.jpg The two guards behind him soved the girl into the cage after she blew smoke in their faces. "So many people from the arena. . ." one of the guards coughed waving the smoke away as a different one locked all three cages. Luna snarled at the guards and went over to the three slaves. "Do any of you three want to come with me?"
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True_Angel_Of_Darkness13 Captain
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 5:05 pm
"I'll come for dreams you don't want and get rid of them for you. . ." Kynn said rather bluntly.
"Do you want someone who can fight in the arena?" Sanguine answered blowing smoke off to the side, not really looking at the wolf talking. "He's wondering the same thing. He just can't speak right now cause they put that muzzle on him." She had pointed at Mirror with her cigarette. "He's never lost a fight and rarely gets injured."
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