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 Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 11:35 pm
" I hate parties, and weddings..." He lays down, and placed both hands behind his head. He watched the night sky.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 2:16 pm
*he walks out and finds his grave* hello Dragon, how have you been, i told Solis you died...she was really broken up *all of a sudden the ground began to shake and a whisper told him to come closer* what is that...you want me to listen to you...ok *he put his ear on the ground and a hand burst out of the earth and gripped his head tight. Dragon pulled away and the first Dragon burst out of the ground, his skin dark and his eyes burning red*
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 3:01 pm
*Dragon looks at him and begins breathing hard* "How could you do that...you caused her so much pain...and i sent you to make her happy...she was supposed to think i just changed a bit...not DIED COMPLETELY!!!!!!!!!" *He roared and looked down at him. He gripped the hilt of his sword that was stabbed through his chest and slowly pulled it out. He threw it infront of Red and picked him up by the tail* I did not mean it...i swear...i did not think she would take it like that...honest "WHAT...are you heartless now...because god dammit i gave you part of MINE" *he growls then lifts Red high and looks into his eyes* "now...i want it back...you are in perfect condition so now my body will be better than it once was...but first...i am going to beat you till there is nothing left" NO...PLEASE...I BEG YOU...I DID NOT MEAN IT *Dragon punched him in the face and slammed him across his headstone. He broke his wings and snapped his tail* "it is time for you to leave" *he slams him once again then drops him to the floor, he lays his hand on Red's chest and looks into his eyes. His eyes burn red and Red slowly disappears, Dragons hair turns silver and his mask reappears* Now it is done *he gets up and looks at his refreshed body and his tag* well thank god i am back...i just hope that someday Solis will remember me
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 4:13 pm
- He hummed quietly to himself as he looked up, dead leaves blowing in the wind. He looked up at the gray sky with a satisfied sigh.-
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 12:14 pm
- Alex hopped down from the tombstone he was resting on, landing softly on the ground. His black hair blowed through the moaning wind, as he began to walk.-
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:09 pm
Khazid somberly walked through the grassy paths laid out between the tomb stones fighting against a smile that tried to show itself on his visage as he realized the irony of the situation. The fog rolled out eerily across the graveyard and the dead trees adding to the barren decor of the place.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:22 pm
He carried a single rose in his right hand as he continued pacing towards one tombstone with angelic wings on it and an inscription that was not yet legible at this distance with the eyes of any creature, despite the obscuring fog. The constant padding of his feet against the grass was the only sound in the night.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:29 pm
He finally reached the tombstone after walking for several minutes throught the mist. Khazid bent down to his knees and laid down the rose, smiling and shaking his head as he suppressed a chuckle. He looked up and read the epitaph, the inscription on his own tombstone, which he found extremely ironic.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:37 pm
After laughing through an attempt at a ceremony to pay respects to his past life and existence, Khazid stood up and began walking slowly back through the fog and toward the bar where he knew he would find his brother Drake either waiting in the shadows or tormenting some poor and weary traveler.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 5:55 pm
- Alex looked up from his posisiton at a man standing on a tombstone a fences away. He arched an eyebrow, pondering what he was doing.-
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 6:13 pm
- Once again, Alex walked through the graveyard. It had been months since he had last been here, and he enjoyed the feeling of excitment in being alone. He smelled the leaves around and smiled. He wished it was Autumn, but spring was ok. For the moment, he just continued to walk, not looking back.-
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 8:39 pm
Tiamos wanders out of the woods and into the graveyard, a smirk slowly drawing across his lips when he realizes he is in the realm of the dead.
"Perfect. A breeding ground for my minions. Cremation shouldnt be as much a business, as it is a means of keeping my power from growing..."
He nimbly bounds out into the center of the graveyard, daggers in hand, before sitting down in a circle of Masoleums. He stabs the daggers into the ground on either side of him, and pulls Mortus Fatali off of his back. He stabs the staff into the ground and watches the gem atop it pulsate rhythmically between black and green. He drogs his hands back to the hilts of the daggers and stares straight ahead, allowing his conciousness to extend from his body as he begins to commune with the dead.
(Anyone can join me or disturb me, as long as they have the intentions of RP'ing something with me.)
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