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 Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 12:16 pm
(wow o.o, i'm missing alot.curse you lagiaccrus and your thunderbolt spamming!)
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 12:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 3:12 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
I'm confused too... sweatdrop
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 4:58 pm
Me three. =/
Seeing her smile gaze Dalia a small glimpse of that human hope that she remembered. That strand drive that no metal monster knew.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 8:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:26 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
*Appears in a puff of smoke* I'm here! biggrin
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 11:09 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
As the world began to move again, Laura called upon her rediscovered magic. Channelling it in its pure form, she prepared to attack. Just as her former lover sent a wave of magic at her, she sent one back. The pure magical energy collided, pushing against each other. "It seems that it will be a battle of wills that decides your fate, traitorous witch!" hissed Laura's old lover. Laura continued to concentrate on the wall of magic before her, trying to push it towards her former lover with willpower alone. The two looked like mimes pushing against invisible walls as they tried to force the wall of magic at the other person. Sweat dribbled down their faces as they struggled to take command of the magic between them. With one last bit of mental effort, Laura finally won out, sending the wave of magical energy right at her former lover.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 6:29 am
gonk Intense! eek I was all reading that fast cause it was so exciting! sweatdrop Which is a bad habit when I read manga. If I like it, I'll read it too fast and miss some panels of art crying
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:45 am
I don't know what to post about >>
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:52 am
Writing guru?! This one is not worthy!!!
But Emmma, if you insist: Emmma as a charcter has a lot of potential, she has already shown a good spectrum of a emotion, thrus making her a well-rounded character; however, I think we could use a little more insight as to the struggle with her demonic counterpart or just the emotional delemas she faces. More imagry, is really all I'm saying. You have an excellent base, no build upon it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:55 am
surprised all hail the writing guru!
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:56 am
Thanks Ace ^^
Emmma was laying in a corner, curled up.
Her eyes were dulled over.
She seemed...not there.
You... the same sultry, sadistic voice began.
She didn't even blink.
What have you done to me? Why can't I move?!
We need to talk, my precious... she sneered, her voice reaching a strange, hypnotic pitch.
What can we possibly ta the thought remained unfinished, as a satanic giggle filled her mind.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 9:18 am
gonk I don't wanna be hailed!!!
@Emmma: Much better! 3nodding
WARNING! WARNING! CONTAINMENT UNIT MALFUNCTION! WARNING!
Daemon grit his teeth. This was not going according to plan. Judging by the charts the witch had regained her magic. At this point the only thing he could use to counter this was magic it's self.
Summoning images from the recesses of his memory banks, Daemon ordered his minions guarding the room to draw seals around the doors. Despite being able to use magic inside the chamber, hopefully these woud keep the subject from leaving.
"Ace," his voice was non-chalant as always, "You didn't happen to keep that old bike of mine, did you?"
Ace frowned. The Daemon of the past had loved that bike, charished it. Too such an extent it made her jealous.
"Why do you need it?"
"It's time to go." He answered simply and without warning swooped down and slung Ace over his shoulder with such ease that one might assume he was carrying a ragdoll.
"Ow!" Ace grimmaced as her injured limb flailed about.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"This was all part of the bargain." Daemon reminded her as he single handedly lifted open the door to a separate garage. Inside was an old-fashioned looking motorcycle, outfited with a new engine and rocket-boosters.
Setting Ace down on the backseat, Daemon dug through a nearby pile of junk before retreiving a helmet which he promptly jammed onto Ace's head.
"This was NOT part of the plan!" Ace protested as the opposite door to the garage lifted and the engine roared to life.
As much as Daemon would have liked to have followed through with the agreement that the Experiment would accompany Ace, if he lost this new subject, his plans would never manifest.
((Special, I don't know how the magic in this world works in your mind, but I'm assuming that the symbols in the seals is what holds power, so the one drawing them doesn't nessecarily have to know magic? If Daemon's/my logic is flawed go ahead and exploit it.))
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