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 Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:33 pm
((uvula=er, you mean your character-people or rp-buddies-people? *confused*
Kami=folks usually let the GM get away with a lot, lol. I'm scared for Colin tho. How's he gonna fight that? O_o))
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:34 pm
"It doesn't mater what she wants. I don't know what she wants, but killing a hundred people to get whatever it is, isn't worth it!" Kert responed. Kert paused. "What spells do you know. I don't want to walk into a slughter fest!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:34 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:35 pm
Blocking the energy with a massive energy wall of telekinetic energy. "Jeez girl I'm trying to save your a** and you have the gall to try and kill me!" Throwing her into the room she slammed the door. Turning she shook her self spraying sweat over a small area. Turning she glared at the girl, "who are you and why in the hell did you walk into the middle of what is clearly a battle."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:35 pm
((Psychological warfare! Ialo will probably make it worse, though. Sure, you'll be the ruler of the world, but Earth isn't much. And we're really kinda alone out here in the universe. What's the point anyways?))
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:36 pm
Ms. Setsuka released Ella from the powerfull illusion she was in.
(( I want people to give me ideas on ways to kill Ms. Setsuka. That is why I am peaved because no one has PMed me! lol))
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:37 pm
((psychological warfare.....so kinesis powers count as that right? wink ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:38 pm
((Not really. More like..... yo momma jokes.))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:39 pm
((uvula=ah. Heh, Colin's gonna find a way to make Derrick regret that trait. cool ))
Colin strongly disagreed with the clearly overly sentimental teacher. Most things were worth the brutal murders of a hundred people, including the sheer thrill of the murders themselves. "I can cast illusions. When I'm angry I can call lightning," he finally decided to reveal. "I don't know any fighting spells because you haven't been teaching classes!" he accused. "If someone can get me a knife I'd feel better though. I know my way around a knife."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:39 pm
Luna leaned against the wall, staring at everyone with a bored interest.
[[I'm basically doing that exact same thing, except sitting in a chair.]]
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:40 pm
((where is setsuka i need to talk to her?))(pfft lightning, ill just feeze it...although lightning's is hotter than the suface of the sun...))
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:41 pm
((Where is everyone? Are we all on the same hall? Does Ialo have a visual on Kert?))
(((Edit: I can summon a lightning storm, fog, hail, rain...... I can change the atmospheric pressure too. Probably not enough to crush anything, but still.)))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:42 pm
((fighting two assassin teachers....Luna would most likely sense a disturbance in one of the school buildings))
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:43 pm
Ella laid on the floor her eyes wide and her mouth open. She did not move and her mind healed it's self.
Myia stopped as she came into the hall. "What the bloody hell is going on here?" She looked at everyone. She took her stance and hissed. "What wrong with the teacher?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:44 pm
Devin bit his finger, causeing it to bleed. He ripped oppen his shirt, revealing chest. He drew a circle with the blood and his heart. He then placed his hand inside his chest and pulled out a sword. This sword was old, passed down through his family for generations. His grandfather had given it to him. The sword was a lustrous blue metal. In it was carved the language of the ancients. With a saphire handle, this proved to be the original sword, from which Ms. Setsuka's was copied. He fell to his knee and offered the sword to Mr. edmond.
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