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 Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 11:36 pm
Zant noticed how each time thay Blackjack had been turned on, she had a different personality and he couldn't help but wonder if it was because of something unseen. Maybe Blackjack had been so confused when he turned her on to add a flare to Zant's boring life, just like how when the little girl had turned her on she was a friend. Perhaps this personicon reacted to the feelings and needs to those around her and changed herself to suit those needs.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 3:50 am
As Blackjack then stood up and fell back, she seemed more... Old, in a sense of being a young woman, with more sense and such to get along with her surrounds that she indeed changed for per life.
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 12:02 am
Zant was continuously watching Blackjack's movements and she was still as confusing as before, but now he was getting more information from her, just by being around her...
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 4:07 am
"Sorry... I guess I'm just not officially awake yet." [/b]Blackjack then managed to stay on her feet with a yawn and heard a strange ringing... But it went away quickly, as she was older and could control it. A shiver ran through her as if a cold hand was on her shoulder. Running a hand through her hair, she took the bracelets on her wrist off and studied them for any evidence of her former master and how she got here. But he was nicer than Georgy, Zant was.
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 11:48 pm
Zant smiled and chuckled lightly as Blackjack stumbled. "I see, well then you better wake yourself up before you fall flat on your face" He told her...
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2009 4:07 am
Nodding, Blackjack tried getting up and managed, as she smiled triumphantly. Then she put her bracelets on, noticing a crude mark on each of them, a frown.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 1:16 am
Zant noticed the frown form on Blackjack's face and followed her line of sight. She seemed to be looking at the bracelets she had just placed on her wrists, but he couldn't figure out why that would put a frown on the girl's face. So Zant walked up to her and looked at it as well. "What's got you so glum?" He asked
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 2:05 pm
"Demonic symbols... Georgy studied them at length, and put them on these bracelets to kill me..." Blackjack felt scared to see it. She new what it meant by studying them with him: The devil, in his human race it would have killed him, but only condemned her, so to speak. "Condemning me, in your human race. Must have caused that kiss to shut me down... H-He betrayed me..." She looked sad.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 10:39 pm
Zant looked at them and noticed it as well. "I've seen that before" He told her, "In one of my books. A demonic symbol...". He was confused, but also a bit intrigued by it. "Truly sad" Zant said
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 10:59 pm
Blinking back tears, she took deep breaths. She only nodded to what Zant said.[ All correct./size]
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 12:33 am
Zant saw how Blackjack was holding back tears and he felt bad, for what he had said. He reached out and took the gentle personicon into his arms and held her tightly against his chest. "It's okay" HE told her, "Feel free to cry"
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 4:16 am
Blackjack's tears came as a human's would, and as she hugged him close to her, she just cried. Tears of only this life were pouring out of her, it seemed.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 2:34 pm
When Zant heard Blackjack crying, he felt a little at ease. He couldn't help, but wonder why. Maybe it was the fact that somebody was comfortable enough around him to show their real emotions, or maybe he was just a sinister freak. WHichever it was, Zant liked this feeling.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 3:02 pm
Once her crying stopped, the personacone had a blush on her face. Emotions rushing at her on how close she was to him. Human-like emotions and actions from a chip that was put in when made.
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