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 Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:30 am
*Tierd of wasting his energy he rips a huge rock out of the side of the hill, and chucks it one handed at the barrier.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:31 am
*they follow*
i shall keep it a secret. secrets are fun to find out when you are supposed to find out.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:36 am
Very good twisted *Once inside the doors close, as to prevent any other onlookers from entering. Inside the room Hata's energy is felt... but she couldn't be seen. Best not to inquire what that was about. Mastema walks over to one of the walls and smirks once more. The muscle-like walls suddenly part as something comes through the wall. After it's done there is a bilogical container with a seemingly glass front, allowing the person to see inside. Within the full grown person size tank was what seemed to be a boy of no more than three or four years old, some red hair on his head* This.... is my is my primary project
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:39 am
*they look at the tank, a feeling of wonder eminating from them*
what...or rather who, is that?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:43 am
*grins as a few holo screens come up, Mastema checks over them as they display the childs physiological status* My friend, This.... is Thanatos.... my son.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:47 am
Thanatos? your son huh? well then he shall be strong once fully grown. but why spend so much time on him? are you going to speed his growth? manufacture memories and such?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:53 am
Indeed. Mindless drones may be able to carry out a job well... but they do not understand as they should. Thantos already knows everything I do.... when he is at the correct maturity I will release him. I won't make artificial memories however. Thanatos looks as if he is a five year or so old child in human years as he is now.... where in actually he is only about 4 weeks old. *smirks* I'm sure I need not tell you his mother's name.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 1:02 am
*they nod*
no, i know who the mother is. heh. so this child will even exceed any expectations you may have for Truinthil? so tell me. why did you bother raising Truinthil if you have Thanatos to surpass him so easily and quickly?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 1:15 am
*chuckles* True power takes time to build. Truinthil will serve many purposes to me. However I do need one true, free willed being who knows my ideals completely. Thanatos, however quickly he may grow, will still take time to mature and learn to control himself. However I am not certain to any extent as to how powerful Thanatos may or may not become. That part of my plan will be left to fate. But there are other reasons as well. *He looks at the boy and smirks* Whether he is my son or not he is still a young child in reality. Will the company really be able to attack someone who was forced into this fate.... much less will they be able to fire on McCain's own son...
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 1:16 am
*He sighs, makes his way towards the guild... Though he stops, and heads off somewhere else.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 1:20 am
*the figure nods and seems to think*
the boy with the ancestor in his head...Draeken...he would. well, not he himself...but his ancestor would. the original Draeken wouldnt like it...but if it meant stopping something he was opposed to...he would do it anyway. Even after Truinthil's seperation from him...he never truly was all good. he would attack Thanatos...you had better train him well. but...then again i may send my own plans into fruition sooner than i had previously thought of doing so...in that case, Draeken...neither one of them...will be a problem. heh. i will leave you for now Mastema. we shall plan for the little barrier...mishap...later if you would like.
*the figure then simply disappeared*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 1:24 am
*smirks and nods. The tank sinks back into the wall and Mastema vanishes*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:20 am
(ok, now i can make some bomb-a** sigs, ok folks?) Arpegius looks over to the castle, where Kaori's soul is being held, he gathers his equipment, and starts off in a fast run tword the castle.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 9:45 am
9 woke slowly in her room. The sheets were a mess and her brow was covered with sweat. Her nightmares were getting worse and living her feeling drained. Her skill was slightly paled except where the black veins showed through her skin and dark circles cupped her tried eyes. She finally sat up and moved to the edge if the bed. 9 ran her shaky hand through her hair as she tried to focus.
She stood and walked to the bath room. Leaving the lights off as she turned on the shower and stepped in with her close on. 9 placed her hands on the wall infront of her and dropping her head. The steaming water ran down her back and face as she cried softly. She turned off the water as it started to cool some and stepped out dripping wet.
She stripped down as she went to the closet to grab something clean and dry to where. Once dressed she started to the door then stopped with her right hand on the door knob. Taking a deep breath she stepped out and headed off to the kitchen. This time she didn’t try to grab a knife as she took some fruit.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 10:25 am
*Dark kaiori crawls out of bed, she crawls out her window and on to the roof, she sits down with a sigh and takes out her red and black fan, it looked normal enough, but the tips of the fan had blades sharp enough to cut through metal, she tosses it from hand to hand watching the colors swirl in the air before she catches it, things were starting to heat up..the big battle was coming, but when she didn't know*
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