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 Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:57 am
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Ｔｒａｉｎ Ｃｕｒｔｉｓ
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☀ɢαʟιмσи sυи ɢυαяםιαи☀
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"Yea I'll help you there." Train walked over to him and knelt beside him. The sun flames engulfed his hands. Placing his hands against the injured areas. "Next time you'll give him a run for his money." He smiled softly as the injuries would soon disappear. He looked around at the new faces,"Well tomoya you need some rest before we start this harsh training." He spoke as he stood up and brushed of his knees. Fiddling his lighter he waited for something to do as he looked around at the trees an birds.xxxxxx______ ______ ______
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:33 am
Galimon 3rd Gen. Thunder Guardian - Fuyosaka Mayu My life is not my own. . .  Mayu gave a frustrated yell, punching through one of the squirrel's heads and spraying brain and blood everywhere, including her face. Ember seemed cute and stuff on the outside, but she was way too violent on someone who'd been starving for a couple weeks and someone she met earlier today. She kinda had a reason to be a bit mad. Just a slight bit. She hadn't meant to slight Tomoya; it was a joke. She'd spent a lot of her time with the men and boys in her hometown, and jokes like these would earn her appreciative belly laughs before her butler dragged her off. No one dared to think of throwing her through bushes. Ember now owed her a molar and a bit of blood. Her last thought about Ember was that she was way overprotective of Tomoya. He was there, if he'd found it offensive, he could've defended himself if he minded it. They only just got to know about their mutual relationship. And anyway, she'd thought Ember would be grateful just because she wasn't going to be a jealous prat.
Furious, she strangled the second squirrel, crushing its neck and spraying blood again. The third was stomped on, as she stood up and dusted herself off. "Is this what you wanted ?" she hissed angrily at Ember, stomping over, not unlike a furious boyfriend or something.
. . . But I try to make it so it is. [ Word Count : 227 ]
[Total Count : 3888 ]
[Current Location : Shrine]
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Diablo en Musica 92 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 9:13 pm
 G a l i m o n
M i s t G u a r d i a n Ember was over by a tree, sitting down, curled up in a ball as she watched her own flames on her ring light up before her. " I'm terribly sorry... please forgive me later. I needed some time alone. " Ember extinguished her flame and then slowly got up, walking into the forest blindly. Ember didn't looked like herself. She was pale faced and her body felt cold. She was grabbing both of her arms as she walked, but looked back and spoke. " For Tomoya-sama, we will train, fight, and protect one another to win this upcoming battle. I'm treating you unfairly and I haven't been considerate of your body condition and feelings. If you would like to return, please do. I still need to train. "
Ember has worked, cleaned the house, helped with snacks, fixed up dinner which took most of her stamina, watered the flowers, became worked up over the Guardian switch, volunteered to train her, using up most of her Dying will flame to give her a boost to train Mayu, ran 6 kilometers to get to Tomoya, use up the gist of her Flame and still thinks she will train till the next morning with the tiny flame on her ring. Ember had it harder than Mayu, but she still gave a smile, with her body weak, but her spirit strong. She was going to do Physical combat till she tired herself out. Though her body was a wreak right now and Mayu didn't even know. The effects of all this was weighting on her shoulders and she had to dash quickly away from everyone to just get some rest. She had to distract her in a way so she wouldn't notice her, however, her condition looked bad, and before she knew it, she was on her knees, breathing hard. " I-i h-h-have t-to t-tr-rain.... " Her words stuttered, her body was breaking down from all of the pressure and being so tired and worn out. She didn't know the crazy things she was saying out of her mouth.  E m b e r [Word Count:344]
[Total Count:1822]
[All-in-All:10707]
[Area:Mountain]
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B i o N i g h t Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 6:37 am
Galimon 3rd Gen. Thunder Guardian - Fuyosaka Mayu My life is not my own. . . Upon seeing the pitiful state Ember was currently in, Mayu gave a frustrated sigh, facepalming herself. She placed a hand on her hip and removed her hand from her face, just watching Ember stammer that she had to train. Squatting, she sighed again, and said, trying to restrain the desire to punch through something, "I suggest you go down to the mansion with Tomoya, too. I think I should train alone tonight. So, forgive me, too, but uh. . . " She broke off and suddenly stooped forward, picking Ember up. "Hey, can you guys take Ember down, too ? She doesn't look good. . . Or is this how she always is if she's tired?" She flicked her head to her side, making her bangs fly to the side. She gave the men a hard stare, then her eyes lowered to the Storm Guardian. "Who . . . ?" she muttered, eyes widening.
. . . But I try to make it so it is. [ Word Count : 154 ]
[Total Count : 4042 ]
[Current Location : Shrine]
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 9:35 am
G a l i m o n
M i s t G u a r d i a n It looked as if Mayu gave into her, which made her even more mad. The first minute that she held Ember, she disappeared in a powdery mist, vanishing from her arms. " I said don't touch me.... " Then the voice left, using her illusions to escape from everyone. Ember needed to be alone and train, even if she killed herself. It was very hard for her to get sick so she would have to force her body down that path as she retreated into the brush silently, escaping from everyone. There was only one place left to escape to; the river.
[exits to river] (( Sorry it is so short >~< )) E m b e r [Word Count:102]
[Total Count:1924]
[All-in-All:10809]
[Area: Heading down Mountain]
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B i o N i g h t Vice Captain
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Azzurro Skyde Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 11:03 am
~ ɢαʃιмσи sтσям ɢυαяםαιи ~  ╔═══════════════━┈[。 Lark 。]┈━═══════════════╗
Lark raised an eye brow as he looked at Mayu with a puzzled look "What?" looked around watching as the other guardian's ran around like mice, going to train rest or whatever. Lark was never a very big one on Training, he alway's believed the best training is no training... so he sighed and sat down, looking at Mayu with his half-mooned eyes then grinned "I am Lark" then yawned and looked up at the sky noticing it was noon, it was time for his nap... he yawned again and a hole under him opened and he dropped down it disappearing, as if he was standing on a trap door.
[[Exit]]
╚═══════════════━┈[。 Arcobaleno 。]┈━═══════════════╝ [Word Count: 106]
[Weekly: 581 (3 points)]
[All in All: 581]
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 6:18 am
Galimon 3rd Gen. Thunder Guardian - Fuyosaka Mayu My life is not my own. . . Mayu rolled her eyes as Ember disappeared into mist. What would it take for these people to realized that she liked to joke, and that she was straight ? Shesh, people here were just too strict. Just like those back home. Maybe she should move to Jamaica. . . Or something.
She watched the little kid and gave him a curt nod when he told her his name. Lark. Nice name. Maybe he could fly, if he was like his name. If he could, she should ask him if he could fly whilst holding her. It was a stupid dream of hers to fly, and not in an airplane.
"He just dropped into a hole," she said in disbelief, only three moments later. That was some crazy stuff. Why was everyone here so crazy ?
Shaking her head, she sat down on the wet ground, pulling off her jacket, revealing a black tank top. She glanced down at herself, and smirked. She swore she didn't even look like a girl; it just looked like guy muscle stuffs.
She began to stretch; if she was left here alone, she might as well. Standing up after she was done, she walked over to a crop of trees. Show time.
((Sorry for the late reply, even though no one's here.
I just got back from China.
Sorry it's short, too, I've got a lot to do. T T ))
. . . But I try to make it so it is. [ Word Count : 207 ]
[Total Count : 4249 ]
[Current Location : Shrine]
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 2:03 am
Galimon 3rd Gen. Thunder Guardian - Fuyosaka Mayu My life is not my own. . . Mayu focused her muscles, clenching and unclenching her fists a couple of times. She suddenly stopped and then - BOOM ! The tree trunk closest to her sounded as if it were exploding. Which it didn't. There were just chips of bark floating in the air. Which eventually shredded themselves into sawdust. Mayu watched in amazement. Of course awakening her dying will flame would make things different. She didn't know how, but the moment she hit the tree, something warm seemed to spark from her thumb and spread into the tree, creating a huge hole, which shouldn't be possible for normal human beings.
But of course, being part of a mafia family was nowhere near normal.
She cracked her knuckles and neck, and put her hands on her hip, and cracked that, too. Why did she feel so tired ? Oh yeah, she just ran six kilometers - uphill, too - without rest, and then got dragged into bushes and killed three innocent squirrels in her anger. And that was only in the past two hours. She sighed, wiggling her ears. This was already a long day, but it seemed it was gonna get longer.
. . . But I try to make it so it is. [ Word Count : 195 ]
[Total Count : 4444 (Sweeettttt. . . ) ]
[Current Location : Shrine]
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 11:40 am
Eyulf Darchild
Chiavarone's Cloud Guardian
● ● ●  Eyulf had clearly lost track of time and everything going on around him. Which he had realized when he woke up in a place that was not the hotel seeming room in the mansion of a building he had the day before. "Ummm..where am I?" he muttered to himself when it all came flooding back to him. He was in the insane mountain. Pushing himself off the floor and looking around dazed he decided it would be best to head back to the mansion...if he could find it again and attempt to go to work. He seemed to continuously miss working hours. Hopping off the suspended he started to jog down the mountain as he had back as a kid after doing torture like hiking. Well it was more like skipping...normal jogging would probably lead you to breaking your leg once you land on a wrong rock.
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"Phew, no troubles..." Eyulf said after making his way to the bottom of the mountain without falling off any cliffs, breaking his arm, or being ravaged by a wild animal. Even more lucky than that he was at the same point he entered the giant mound. Confident he could retrace he steps from earlier on he started to a fast pace walking back to the place he had a feeling would become his home.
[-- Word Count: 222
Total Word Count: 3021 --]
««Leaving Great Namimori Mt.
-- Heading to the Chiavarone Family Base -- »»
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 1:28 pm
“Clous? Is that you?” A familiar voice asked.
“Yes.” Clous said as he took more deep breaths.
“You idiot have many times do I have to tell you not run like that. “ His old master said as he laughed. “Have are you my young apprentice, and what brings you to my humble home?”
“Master I’m here for another pair of the guns, mine were destroyed. I need the best you can make me, because I need to master the dying will, and I need to protect my family.” Clous explained.
His master face lit up like a lamp as he hugged Clous, “You finally realized your capability!” he explained as he got up and started to go inside,” But I will not make you those guns.”
“What!?!” Clous exclaimed.
“Yes, you will have to make them yourself, and make them to fit you as a person.” His master said as he tossed Clous a key to the forge.
“Ok…” Clous said as he walked away into the deep forest where the forge was. Clous knew something like this would happen, and he was prepared. He would build weapons that matched his skills, and his powers. A gun of unique capability, and bullets that would match its strength. WC; 334 TWC:959
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 2:03 pm
After working incredibly hard, and for many hours Clous finished the pair of new guns, but they were different from the guns he usually used. This pair was made for spiritual energy in solid form, an old Buddhist method of energy conversation into solid shape or form. Clous made these guns to be able to be connected to his spirit energy. This helped him achieve a new level of power so that he could attack his enemies, and protect the ones he loved. The weapons where master forgery and an original idea that no one could have. It was made from utter focus and the will to create something new. This weapon would be Clous’s partner for many years. Clous would realize what he built was more than just a pair of guns, but the way to unleash his dying will.
WC: 141
Twc: 1100
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