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 Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 1:58 am
  "A slushie?" Kyfen said excitedly, before shaking his head. No. That's not what is important right now. There are things more important than slushies.
So Cyrea was here, as well. And... Was she bleeding? There was something red leaking out of her head, that looked suspiciously like blood. Kyfen chose to ignore it. Cyrea was immortal, unharmed by such trivial things such as massive gaping head wounds.
"Cyrea!" Was what he settled with saying instead. It made him feel a whole lot better to know he wouldn't have to be alone with murdering Ixpath. Having pulled himself up, he ran over to her head, which was hanging off the cieling, and hugged... Her hair. Well, she wasn't really in a particularly good position to hug, y'know? At least her hair was nice and soft. Mmm...
Letting go, he turned round, back to Ixpath.
"Your... Your dead wife? What's been happening?"
Kyfen felt left out the loop, here. Something told him that he had missed an awful lot.
Loneliness is very easy to get rid of, if you know the right people. Kyfen wondered, feeling his previously cold and depressed heart already warming up, and all the sadness he'd had earlier was already melting away. They had come for him. He was going to be alright. They cared.
The idea that he could travel through time completely perplexed the poor kid, but he stuck that issue in the back of his mind for now. Probably best to ask Ixpath about it later.
 There are two ways to {live}: you can {live} as if nothing is a miracle; you can {live} as if everything is a miracle. ((Aww! *Huggles Matt* Thank you for... The pin p***k!))
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 11:50 am
Elenwyd ((Hmm, *pulls out a score board and draws 1 mark under his name and looks over at icenine9's* Wow he still doesn't even have one point...)) ((What the ******** does that even mean?))
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 12:38 pm
((-draws a -1 on the board for iceine- Good job your -1 in da hole))
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 9:11 am
((What the hell? I didn't do anything!))
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 2:19 pm
((Asking a stupid question. Any others i can add?))
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 2:25 pm
((Come on guys, calm down sweatdrop If your gonna argue, at least do it over PMs'n'stuff blaugh
Can someone tell me where we are, story-wise?))
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 5:39 pm
((Where can we go? Can we raid canada With tacos???))
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 5:49 pm
Mega Kibble
((Come on guys, calm down sweatdrop If your gonna argue, at least do it over PMs'n'stuff blaugh
Can someone tell me where we are, story-wise?))[[ Er, that's a good question...
By the way, welcome back, Kibble! 3nodding ]]
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 6:39 pm
((Well, to answer Kibble's question...
For some reason, Ixpath acted like an a** and telepraorated(That's teleported if you're sane. And FAT.)everyone 50 back. Cyrea's house remained unaffected because it lays on the border between dreams and reality, and therefore time does not exist. You can tell if you look at the armless clocks in her house. Ixpath's wifey came back from the dead looking for him(though we don't know that yet), and is ripping up Cyrea's garden because she's sure that's where he is. That's about it. Some other stuff happened, like Cyrea kidnapping you and holding you hostage for a while, but that was a long time ago.
Did what I say make any sense? If not, I'll try again.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 8:40 pm
Luna walked around sluggishly, looking for something sugary to energize herself. She came across a donut shop right around the corner, and stepped inside. Luna gave out a contented sigh and walked up to the counter. "I'd like 15 donut holes...please..." Luna looked at the perfectly glazed donut holes just waiting to be eaten. She looked up at the person at the counter with a strange look while being told she couldn't have them. "Well, little miss, do you have any money?" The person said. "I should..." Luna looked into her little purse and saw a lollipop and a quarter. "s**t. Excuse me, please." She walked out of the donut shop and tapped Matt on the shoulder. "I need some money. A lot of money. I ran out." Luna said, thinking of those perfect donut holes. Since he didn't seem to notice her the first time, she walked out in front of him and stared him in the eye. They were eye-level now, after all. Must've had some growth-spurts in the last 50 years."I need some money!" She told him, a little frustrated. She stared at the floor, and did some calculations in her head, and ended up getting into some quantum theories. Maybe I could get a nobel prize for telling someone important about quantum science s**t. Then I'd be rich. But it's wrong to mess with my future like that...I'm still a mortal, so...I dunno. I wish I could just poof up money like I always did...maybe I could get extensions here...or maybe they don't exist...I hate this short hair...Oh. You need money to get extensions...I need some asprin. Luna halted the argument with herself and looked at Matt again. "I don't wanna be a mortal anymore..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 4:41 am
xXBisexual FlanXx ((Well, to answer Kibble's question...
For some reason, Ixpath acted like an a** and telepraorated(That's teleported if you're sane. And FAT.)everyone 50 back. Cyrea's house remained unaffected because it lays on the border between dreams and reality, and therefore time does not exist. You can tell if you look at the armless clocks in her house. Ixpath's wifey came back from the dead looking for him(though we don't know that yet), and is ripping up Cyrea's garden because she's sure that's where he is. That's about it. Some other stuff happened, like Cyrea kidnapping you and holding you hostage for a while, but that was a long time ago.
Did what I say make any sense? If not, I'll try again.)) ((Actually, what happened is that Eureka (New character) was carrying a vial of E99 on her person, which reacts.... oddly... with magic. The magical backlash of his shield to the vial threw him back 5000 years, and everyone else got hit by a shockwave that sent them back 50 years. I'm not sure how this is working out, but the s**t's hit the windmill and the world is going to end within 60 years.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 4:50 am
"Of course. Even Ixpath was married at some point. He has nine kids. I have so many godkids, it's amazing." As of right then, Cyrea was actually referring to the fact that she was the godmother of said children, not that the kids were gods, though on second thought, she supposed that would work too. "Anyway, Ixpath. As you'll notice, I've got S.B. dripping out of my head. Would you mind fixing it up for me, or am I just destined to bleed?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:08 am
((*singing* Oh ah love evil! Evil is so fun!))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 2:00 pm
Ixpath sighed. "All right, but don't blame me if you become... allergic... to air..." A white beam of light shot across the room, striking Cyrea in the head and knocking her down. The blood flow, however, had stopped. "She's dead, she's in you're care now. Not at two-dimensional as you thought, eh, Kyfen? Remember, anyone is capable of unspeakable cruelty as well as Mother-Teresa style kindness."
((FYI, if you hadn't guessed, the blue text means he's casting a spell.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 5:20 am
Matthew sighed as he looked at Kyfen. "Oh we all know how much you'd abslotuly LOVE if I were stuck like this." He curled up into Yata's chest and sighed as he closed his eye's. Generally, Yata made him tierd in the simplest way's, wether he was ranting, or cradling. He smiled slightly. "Bask in it old man, for this isn't lasting long, as soon as I get to Ixpath, I'm getting changed back...If he isn't already god knows how many years into the future.. If I were him I would be too..."
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