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 Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 10:42 pm
ISGargoyle *He hums softly as he release his grip on his weapons as they fade away. He shakes his finger* Actually, they taught me to kill them. Well that's highly unpleasant. *She begins to rub her head, gingerly.* I'm glad you didn't kill me then I guess. Pirates are hard to replace after all. *She giggles at her own inside joke.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 10:44 pm
little_miss_blood_fetish Well that's highly unpleasant. *She begins to rub her head, gingerly.* I'm glad you didn't kill me then I guess. Pirates are hard to replace after all. *She giggles at her own inside joke.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 10:51 pm
ISGargoyle *His eyelashes flutter from behind his mask as he tilts his head the other way seeming kind of confused. He then shakes his head So when did you become a pirate? And it isn't that unpleasant. *She giggles a bit more* When I decided to drink rum instead of anything else I declared myself a pirate. And dying always sounds unpleasant to someone who could have just died.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 10:54 pm
little_miss_blood_fetish *She giggles a bit more* When I decided to drink rum instead of anything else I declared myself a pirate. And dying always sounds unpleasant to someone who could have just died.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 11:02 pm
ISGargoyle *He giggles as he shakes his head. He reaches into his trench coat, which tails are covered in a thick layer of mud the same as his boots, pulling out a red rose* Well, you know you can die from alcohol poisoning that is unless you release it. Having a body made out of blood is handy. *She sighs aloud* I know. Yet. sometimes it does not always seem so handy. *She lifts up her hand and flops it down on the counter unenthusiastically*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 11:05 pm
little_miss_blood_fetish *She sighs aloud* I know. Yet. sometimes it does not always seem so handy. *She lifts up her hand and flops it down on the counter unenthusiastically*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 11:12 pm
ISGargoyle little_miss_blood_fetish *She sighs aloud* I know. Yet. sometimes it does not always seem so handy. *She lifts up her hand and flops it down on the counter unenthusiastically* Hey, now! Wait a second! I just meant that sometimes I have times where I don't feel useful. Jeez, why do you have to take everything so seriously all the time? *J stomps off at this, irritated that Gargoyle would even suggest what he did.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 11:16 pm
*He watches as J stomps off. His eyes follow her then return back to his rose as she leaves. He lets out a soft sigh as he ponders* "I really need to get used to having someone to return to after I go off battling. I messed up this time... How am I going to fix this? *He shook his head releasing himself from his own thoughts. He slowly raise from his spot and went to go look for J. As he left the bar, he turned around and tossed the red rose up into the air letting it fall down to the ground*
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:44 pm
*Draven walks into the bar as a shot of Everclear apears infront of him,he swigs down the strong corse stinging sensation in his through putting down the glass he smiles looking down to his reflection*....*his ears perk up as he laughs thinking to himself*...amazing
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:47 pm
*he rest his head on the counter thinking to himself about phillosophy*...
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 8:14 pm
*he laughs skaking his head thinking of someone*...your own is simply a flashy wraper on what you truely hold ....*he sighs feeling sorry for that person* How horrable it must be..you need look upon yourself more kindly, I am not the one to tell you the horrors of both our past mistakes..but you need take heed and stop your ways, I know what life is as well as death friend.
To end somthing so poeticly this early is rather sad. A true testament of a poet would be living. I can only hope you have decided to change your ways about this. My words beyond that are stopped for your sake..we all know how you tend to like to own things so hospittably around here.
*he takes another shot of ever clear smiling drunkinly* aggitiation may seem a nucense for you but it yet is a blessing in disguise.
*he takes a few more shots of the clear drink as he laughs, stumbling over to the piano*
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 8:35 pm
*Samantha appers near the piano from the shadows looking around, she's wareing a black suit and her hat. She soon notices Daven comeing over and she tightens her ponytail* "Hey Draven."
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 8:47 pm
shadowshifter01 *Samantha appers near the piano from the shadows looking around, she's wareing a black suit and her hat. She soon notices Daven comeing over and she tightens her ponytail* "Hey Draven." *he simply laughs playing a cover of the misfits "theme for a jackle" on the piano* HELLLLLLO *he laughs drunkinly*
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 8:56 pm
*She can smell the booze that's on his breath.* "A little drunk are we Draven?" *She leans against the wall, with her eyes hidden under the shdaow from her hat, she looks around the room.*
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 9:03 pm
shadowshifter01 *She can smell the booze that's on his breath.* "A little drunk are we Draven?" *She leans against the wall, with her eyes hidden under the shdaow from her hat, she looks around the room.* He chuckles laughing as he begns playing "her ghost in the fog"..yup lol just been talking about inconsiderate people *hic*
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