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 Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:02 pm
"Aw, relax. You can handle it. It's just a slap, after all. It's the 'rest' that'll hurt like hell." Jacob said, grinning mischievously. "A little Holy Hot Hands, eh?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:04 pm
"No no no... you don't get it! It's like hitting a werewolf with silver! It's like making a vampire eat garlic and throw it back up!"
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:04 pm
Julian smirks and then she starts to stalk toward Vosa, then she ran quickly and slapped as hard as she could right on his left cheek. "Take that you b****d!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:05 pm
Vosa was to paralyzed in fear to dodge it. He howled in pain. His eyes flashed demonically for a second. The cliche is for someone to have a red impression of a hand on their face. There was a section of skin missing from Vosa's face, where the water had touched it.
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:07 pm
"Ooooh....that's gotta sting!" Jacob said, removing his gloves. "I know its like that. That's why it's called 'punishment'. Now take it like a man!" He splashed a little on his hands, and rubbed it over his hands. "Now, act like we're playing Chinese Hot Hands."
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:08 pm
Julian stood there, blinking her eyes. Then she looked at the hand that she used to smack him. "Wow, I had no idea that would happen."
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:09 pm
"You little-" He charged at her, full speed, and punched her in the stomach. Then he looked around at the reactions.
Oh s**t.
((We can handle this little dilemma tomorrow, I'm going to sleep.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:09 pm
Damian threw up at the sight of the bubbling flesh that was burning through the ground.Memories started pulsing through his head the massive pain must be nothing compared to what the demon just suffered.Letting go of the demon Damian ran off and hid in a crypt far from anybody for he was afraid he might hurt them if they got too close.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:09 pm
Jacob stood there in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes. "I knew I couldn't trust you." he said, drawing the shotgun.
((Agreed. I'm tired as well.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:10 pm
Julian doubled over and gasps. Her eyes went wide and then she fell back. Knocked out cold.
((Same with me, I have to be getting off soon))
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:14 pm
((i'll be here for another 3-4 hours))
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:17 pm
Damian felt Julians pain and ran towards her ignoring the agonising pain of the memories coursing through him.Arriving he drew one of his holy water dipped daggers hestabbed at Vosa blindly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 10:25 pm
It was interesting how so many could be connected to each other. It was not long mortals, apparently. It was the opposite. Immortals - demons, vampires, and the like. They seemed to attach themselves, either physically or emotionally to one another. That would always cause fights, arguments, death...
So many reasons Takiko loved how she had turned out. To not love anything, not even herself. Love was a false state of mine created by the imagination. That was all it would ever be. The imagination messing with judgement and individual thought. For the longest time, Takiko believed she loved Crow, sometimes her heart yearned for him once more. His many random disappearences, and the painful words that were carved into her memory from Kyrre's words, all of her reasons made her crave to be along.
Now, on nights identical to this one, she would walk in solitude through the desolate area. Half the time she did not know where she was, nor did she care. If someone came to her for a conversation, she would most likely ignore them.
A sigh came from Takiko's lips, being revealed as a puff of steam in the darkness of the night.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 7:10 am
-xLost Beautyx- Tina nodded. "You'll get used to it. I've had to deal with it for centuries, and till a while ago just finally accepted it." She walked to the trees and leaned against a tree. Zarathos nodded"But I'll never get used to the weird power."He cracked his neck and looked around"And I'll never be used to my living arrangements."He let out a sigh and sat down.
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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 8:03 am
"Bad move." Jacob said as he seized the ampule of holy water from the ground, and tossed it at Vosa. When the holy water was about halfway to him, Jacob fired his shotgun, the Sabot slug tearing through the ampule like tissue paper, drenching the hot lead projectile with the sanctified liquid.
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