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DeadPulseProductions Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:17 pm
Satine Dragonia DeadPulseProductions Satine Dragonia *She kisses him deeply* I love you too! *He grins* "I don't think we're allowed to make out at someone else's wedding." *then the doors fly open and he turns around, shocked to see little Solis as the source.* *She looks around the chapel and smiles at the decor* Well, I was..lost for a moment...and Solis and I have been practicing....*she looked at her hand on her side* Gotta hanky? *A box of tissue appears in his hand from thin air* "Practicing?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:18 pm
Lord Yawgmoth *Yawgmoth rubs his forehead* How dare we forget. Sorry Solis. *he said patting her head lightly and turning to crow with another sigh and the look of relief since he thought it was something dreafully serious* Shall we commence with our union then?
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:19 pm
*Watching with a delight as she spoke her words as beautiful as she was this day. As the ring slid down to the bottom he smiled and grasped her hand a little tighter awaiting the next phase the holy man would ask them to do*
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:19 pm
*his pupils were shrinking showing an animal like eye. He had to fight himself. he couldn't assasinate a man durng his wedding!*
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:21 pm
Athren Crain *He looked at the two as his watch buzzed. He opened the inside revieling a text message center. He saw that his next hit was standing right infront of him standing on the stage next to his fiance.* A large, taloned paw reached in the door, collected him by the back of the collar, and pulled him out. There was the 2X4-meets-rotten-fruit smack of a dragon suckerpunch, then Trygon walks in. Disregarding ceremony, he proceeds directly up the aisle, forcibly turns Yawg anround, and collects him by the collar, dragging him close to the dragon's enraged muzzle. "I don't mind you, Yawg, but you WILL do a good job of being there for Crow, or you will do a SUPERB job fueling me. Am-I- quite-understood." Without waiting for a response, Trygon drops Yawg, turns, and paces out.
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:21 pm
he smiles once again. "now..Do you Crow, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good and in bad, till death do you part only to be reunited in the after life?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:22 pm
*His orb glowed bright red which was visible to everyone to see. He couldn't attack him. He wanted to tell them to get this over with and run off but even though he felt this man was not ordinary but still.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:22 pm
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:24 pm
Trygon TBD Athren Crain *He looked at the two as his watch buzzed. He opened the inside revieling a text message center. He saw that his next hit was standing right infront of him standing on the stage next to his fiance.* A large, taloned paw reached in the door, collected him by the back of the collar, and pulled him out. There was the 2X4-meets-rotten-fruit smack of a dragon suckerpunch, then Trygon walks in. Disregarding ceremony, he proceeds directly up the aisle, forcibly turns Yawg anround, and collects him by the collar, dragging him close to the dragon's enraged muzzle. "I don't mind you, Yawg, but you WILL do a good job of being there for Crow, or you will do a SUPERB job fueling me. Am-I- quite-understood." Without waiting for a response, Trygon drops Yawg, turns, and paces out. ((DUDE YOU KNOW THAT i'M JUST GONNA IGNORE THAT POST RIGHT? sorry caps))
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:24 pm
*Yawgmoth wasn't used to being lifted nor was he used to seeing Trygon in draconic form either the sight startled him a little. He blinked arching his brow as Trygon left* Understood.. *He said thought doubtful the dragon would hear him by that time. Brushing himself off he stood up waiting for Crow's answer to the holy mans question*
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:24 pm
Father~Kerras he smiles once again. "now..Do you Crow, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good and in bad, till death do you part only to be reunited in the after life?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:26 pm
*his feet were struggling as he faught himself to stay put. It was unjust to fight a man in his wedding or after. Besides, he felt as if this man was his friend.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:27 pm
Athren Crain Trygon TBD Athren Crain *He looked at the two as his watch buzzed. He opened the inside revieling a text message center. He saw that his next hit was standing right infront of him standing on the stage next to his fiance.* A large, taloned paw reached in the door, collected him by the back of the collar, and pulled him out. There was the 2X4-meets-rotten-fruit smack of a dragon suckerpunch, then Trygon walks in. Disregarding ceremony, he proceeds directly up the aisle, forcibly turns Yawg anround, and collects him by the collar, dragging him close to the dragon's enraged muzzle. "I don't mind you, Yawg, but you WILL do a good job of being there for Crow, or you will do a SUPERB job fueling me. Am-I- quite-understood." Without waiting for a response, Trygon drops Yawg, turns, and paces out. ((DUDE YOU KNOW THAT i'M JUST GONNA IGNORE THAT POST RIGHT? sorry caps)) ((We can take the fight to the bar, get you killed, and get you banned, or you can accept the post. Your call, neh?))
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:29 pm
Trygon TBD Athren Crain Trygon TBD Athren Crain *He looked at the two as his watch buzzed. He opened the inside revieling a text message center. He saw that his next hit was standing right infront of him standing on the stage next to his fiance.* A large, taloned paw reached in the door, collected him by the back of the collar, and pulled him out. There was the 2X4-meets-rotten-fruit smack of a dragon suckerpunch, then Trygon walks in. Disregarding ceremony, he proceeds directly up the aisle, forcibly turns Yawg anround, and collects him by the collar, dragging him close to the dragon's enraged muzzle. "I don't mind you, Yawg, but you WILL do a good job of being there for Crow, or you will do a SUPERB job fueling me. Am-I- quite-understood." Without waiting for a response, Trygon drops Yawg, turns, and paces out. ((DUDE YOU KNOW THAT i'M JUST GONNA IGNORE THAT POST RIGHT? sorry caps)) ((We can take the fight to the bar, get you killed, and get you banned, or you can accept the post. Your call, neh?)) (( I wasnt gonna attack him either way.))
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:30 pm
(( STOP THE GOD DAMNED ARGUING, s**t, NOT ONE ******** EVENT WITHOUT SOMEONE ACTING LIKE A CHILD AND RUINING A CEREMONY OR SO ON))
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