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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 1:27 pm
((Oh, how nice. I go out for one night, and my character gets tied up. neutral Oh, and, aelynn, we always have random people that aren't main characters, so it's fine that you have a driver dude who wants to rape you xd ))
Lynn scowled at a few things at once. At Matt, for tieing her up, Yata for not untieing her, and everything that had happened in this one day. Without warning, Lynn bit Yata, hard, and didn't let go until she tasted blood. "Put me down and untie me if you want don't want to be drowned, buried and then poisoned," She said to Yata, perfectly serious and intending to do it if her didn't untie her. She spit, intending it to hit the ground, but it hit Yata's shoe instead. The bloody spittle dripped slowly off his shoe in red globs.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 1:43 pm
looking at his shoe he says, "Well now your threats won't work her missy, and i hope your plannin on giving my shoes a good 'ol spit shine." walking up to matt he kicks the syrup out of his hands and lets it land on lynns face. "I'm free to make my own threats here. so what about this you stop biting me, and i won't use you as a giniepig, when scientists ask for humen test subjects over in some countries, ya hear?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 2:00 pm
Lynn's scowl deepened. She didn't like when someone threatened her. It was kind of backwards. "I have a pocket knife," she said, reaching under her dress and pulling out a small knife(she had noticed that the rope wasn't nearly as tight as it could have been, and that she could move easily enough), "and I'm not afraid to use it." She sliced a deep cut in the back of Yata's hand, mainly because it was the closest part of Yata's anatomy. She got blood on her dress, but she didn't really care all that much. It was already ruined, considering that her kidnapper had ripped it in a few places.
((people, I'm going to be gone from early the 22nd to late the 25th, I might be able to post if there is free internet, cuz I don't want to have to pay for internet. Either that or if someone near where I'll be has a wireless signal strong enough for me to steal it xp ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 2:53 pm
Matthew smilled at Yata before taking Lynn and prouding a switchblade. "Go ahead and stab me..Just know two can play at that game.." Matthew cut the rops on Lynn and put her down. "Don't worrie, I have sevral bottles of syrup downstairs Ithink you'd like my basement.."
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 3:03 pm
Kyfen watched, appalled. A simple teasing argument had already turned into a knife fight. Since there isn't any real worry 'bout us dying, I guess the two aren't that different. Despite that, he didn't like seeing his new Dad being hurt like that, and walked inbetween them. "Don't stab each other with knives, it'll make a big mess! How are we s'posed to enjoy the syrup in Matt's basement if there's blood everywhere?" The very thought of being stabbed rose uncomfortable memories from earlier that day in his mind. Things he didn't want to remember right now. A twelve-year old's psyche is a delicate thing, easily upset by such an experiance. As such, he was defending his mental state by avoiding all concious thought of the incident. He could deal with it later, hopefully.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 3:41 pm
"Well, I gotta go tell that 12 year old that I killed somebody. Oh, boy. THAT'S gonna be fun." Cyrea rolled her eyes. "Well, I'll see you around, I suppose." With that, she straddled her scythe and flew off into the night. She knew that even if she had offered a ride, Merediana wouldn't have taken it.
Landing in front of the house everyone was in, Cyrea went for the direct approach:walk through the door and pretend it's home. She pulled off her rope, showing the clothes underneath:A roll neck shirt with a cut bottom, tight for her comfort, and baggy cargo pants, both were black. She wore no shoes. Her hair had been previously pulled into a ponytail, using her own black hair for a scrunchie. That was because you couldn't do a good a** whoopin' if there was hair in your face. "I'm home." Her face was emotionless, same as her eyes. Tugging on the web choker on her neck, she walked into the vincity of several other immortals, Lynn bracing a knife and Kyfen standing between her and Yata. "Did I miss something?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 5:58 pm
Lynn sighed as Cyrea walked in. With her here, it would just get stupid. She flipped the knife closed. "No, not much. Just a few practical jokes that pissed me off enough to want to stab someone." She lifted her dress, revealing that she had a pouch tied around her leg that she held a few things in, the knife, apparently, went into a side pocket. Lynn pulled out an iPod from the pouch and went back to her chair that she had spent most of the night in already. She turned the volume up loud enough that there was a steady 'Boom, boom, boom, boom' that the others could hear. "Trying hard not to hear But they talk so loud Their piercing sounds fill my ears Try to fill me with doubt Yet I know that their goal Is to keep me from falling
But nothing's greater Than the rush that comes with your embrace And in this world of loneliness I see your face Yet everyone around me Thinks that I'm going crazy Maybe, maybe" Lynn sang the song, 'Bleeding Love' by Leona Lewis in tune and on beat, not caring what the others had to say.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 6:41 pm
Merediana nodded and bowed as her old friend left. She was a bit concerned about Cyrea talking about a twelve year-old. Could she be fraternizing with a mortal? Merediana stopped that train of thought in its tracks; whatever Cyrea was up to nowadays was none of her concern. She respected the god of deaths' dedication greatly and would never cross her. However, the encounter with a fellow immortal so quickly after choosing her path reassured Merediana that she was heading in the right direction. But rather than take the dead mortal's car, not only reeking of him but also a technological nightmare, she continued to walk. All remaining drowsiness had vanished. She was now fueled by excitement for what other chance encounters this city would bring her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 7:19 pm
"glad I could be of assistance. Whenever I enter the room I seem to either stop a fight or edge it on." Cyrea shrugged. "Lynn's going to swell her eardrums to the size of Mars, and it's not even all that good of a song." With that she walked in a different direction, the opposite way Lynn was going.
"Throw your hands up if you know that you're a star. You better stand up if you know just who you are. Never give up. Never stay down. Girl power. Girl power. Throw your hands up if you know that you're a star. You better stand up if you know just who you are. Never give up cause you've come too far. Girl power. Girl power." Cyrea mumbled the song as she left the scene, her hands in her pockets.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 7:42 pm
Matt coverd his ears and whaile dout in pain, "IT BURNS THE SHITTY MUSIC YOU GUY'S LIKE BURNS!!" Matthew got down ont eh floor and resorted to the fetal position.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 7:46 pm
"Um..." Vanessa blinked a couple of times, wondering how everything had changed so fast. One minute, they had been one big happy family; the next, they were threatening to stab each other, and singing random songs. Okay, maybe it was a good idea to avoid other Immortals all this time, if they're all this crazy.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 8:41 pm
sighing he turned to venessa while saying, "Sorry, but we havn't seen each other in a few thousend years. it's suprisng how every one can change." turning to kyfen he rubbed his head with his good hand then said, "Don't worry, we can't die besides i wouldn't do anything to damge lynn for all of eternity. now if you don't mind i'll have to drag matt some where to let him recoerate." grabing matt by the legs he drags him down in the basment. comeing up he walks into the kitchen and pulls out some shot glasses. and a foldable table. setting it in front of kyfen he said, "Ready to drink your self in a choclate coma?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 9:18 pm
Lynn's iPod went on to play 'Hum Hallelujah' by Fall Out Boy, then to 'There's a Good Reason These Tables are Numbered' By Panic! At the Disco, and then onto 'Build God, Then We'll Talk' Also by Panic! At the Disco. Lynn sang along under her breath all the way, laughing slightly as she watched Yata literally drag Matt down a few stairs into his basement.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 9:45 pm
"Inexcusable." Meredriana hissed. Her current location was inside the trunk of a mortal car. In the middle of the woods. On fire. Just how many perverted mortals trolled the roadsides for victims? She was almost curious as to why Cyrea didn't just end the continued existence of every such mortal quickly. In any case, her current predicament was far from dire- closer to annoying. The three young men, obviously very inebriated, had brought her much closer to the city using their sheer brute strength. Merediana had resisted them, insulted them, and nearly wrecked the car while they were still driving. This led to the young men abandoning their plan of bringing her over to their place. It led them to beat her with broken bottles and such and 'kill' her before they could have any fun. Beating her until she didn't move. Not even when they kept hitting her. She was obviously dead.
((yeah, i know... how many freaks can there be on the road? well let me tell you-alot! eek i was just really interested in the idea . i had to go with it xd ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 9:50 pm
Right. It was a fairly simple matter to kick her way through the molten trunk and step out onto the singed grass. She barely felt the flames licking at her flesh, and adeptly kept her kimono out of harms way. Several millennia of practice had given her quite a pain tolerance and her patience served her well when enacting a mortal death. Still, Merediana was ticked she had let this happen. And right after Cyrea had helped her with that other mortal; if she ever found out about this, Merediana would be humiliated. She quickly distanced herself from the car and the fire before it attracted too much attention, wiping dirt, ash, and alcohol stains from her kimono.
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