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 Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:24 pm
Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: I ask you, why are you asking questions during my story telling time. Anyway, Violet really liked potpourri and ever since those communist pandas stole the worlds supply of potpourri, China was the only place you could get it.
*whacks Road playfully*....it took her so long to get there, that she nearly forgot why she was there. But, she remembered upon arriving and spotting all the potpourri, that she was there to get her favorite thing. She was so happy to find so many different scents, that she bought some special ones to take home to Derrill.
Derrill, who was much more into incense than he was potpourri, accepted the present with a fake happiness to his face.
Violet was so happy that she had some potpurri and was finally home, but she was also very tired from her long trip. She soon drifted off to sleep, saying a sweet goodnight to Derrill.
"See you in the morning, Der!"
Meanwhile as she slept, Derrill planned her downfall, because I mean, who the heck gives potpourri for a present anyway? She went to China and all he got was potpourri, while she had the experience of a lifetime, No way, nu-uh, I'm not gonna take this from her. Derrill thought as he drew up some blueprints.
Violet slept soundly until morning. She woke up in a cheery mood, glad to spend the beautiful day ahead with her beloved friend Derrill. She suspected nothing.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:25 pm
 A rough sketch about what would happen if Millennium and Allen would switch golems.
@lenalee: Nighty night then! *waves good bye thinking I can't believe I actually managed to get away with changing the subject*
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:26 pm
is home...went to denny's and sat in my friends car outside of the cinnemark theatre
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:27 pm
Quote: A rough sketch about what would happen if Millennium and Allen would switch golems.
@lenalee: Nighty night then! *waves good bye thinking I can't believe I actually managed to get away with changing the subject*
omg so cute!!
@Kizu: *glomp* Welcome Home!!
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:27 pm
Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: Domo sat perched in the window as he normally did, but tonight he had a different aura about him. Not one of malice, but it wasn't a calm one either. As he sat staring off into the cool night with the wind slightly shifting his silver hair, he thought to himself.
Why am I forced to be so far away from that which I hold so close to my heart? Did I do something wrong? Is this Karma? ...Why?
((*jumps on the rp* I love you!))
Liv watched as he got attacked by a paper ball, and wondered why he always sat by the window. She had never really known much about the real Domo; he was always so mysterious, and tonight he seemed a bit more withdrawn than most nights.
I wonder what's up...
She slowly walked over and peeked out of the window with him.
"What cha lookin at, Domo?" she asked quietly.
He felt the paper airplane penetrate his bubble of solitude froze it instantly and hurled it back at whoever threw it, squinting as he did so.
"I'm simply looking at the night sky and thinking to myself. I find that often times the dark tranquility helps me gather my thoughts."
She blinked at him.
Well that helps a lot...she thought sarcastically.
"What cha thinkin' about?" She pressed him for more information, curiously. She pulled up a chair and sat down on it, folding her legs under her, Indian style. She watched him, awaiting his answer.
He let out a sigh and turned to her.
"I'm thinking about my love who was left behind ages ago. If I had the chance, I would've saved her but..there was nothing I could do..nothing..but it's not like she would've accepted my help anyway. She knew what I was and the power I had, and she loathed it..I loved her more than my own life."
She was taken aback by what he told her, completely caught off guard.
"I..I'm so sorry..," she sputtered out pathetically.
That's terrible...what do I say..?
She leaned forward in her seat and placed a hand on his arm, trying to comfort him.
"That's really terrible, Domo..," She rubbed his arm, "Is there anything I can do..?"
He chuckled a little.
"I'm quite surprised that you didn't ask why she needed my help in the first place."
As he smiled a little, the color in his eyes briefly shifted from platinum to crimson and back again. His muscles tightened as he felt her warm hand touch his arm.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:28 pm
-Livverz- Quote: A rough sketch about what would happen if Millennium and Allen would switch golems.
@lenalee: Nighty night then! *waves good bye thinking I can't believe I actually managed to get away with changing the subject*
omg so cute!!
@Kizu: *glomp* Welcome Home!!
*tackle hugs in resonse to glomp* omg!!!! i've missed you!!!! you are never on when i am anymore!!!
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:28 pm
Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: I ask you, why are you asking questions during my story telling time. Anyway, Violet really liked potpourri and ever since those communist pandas stole the worlds supply of potpourri, China was the only place you could get it.
*whacks Road playfully*....it took her so long to get there, that she nearly forgot why she was there. But, she remembered upon arriving and spotting all the potpourri, that she was there to get her favorite thing. She was so happy to find so many different scents, that she bought some special ones to take home to Derrill.
Derrill, who was much more into incense than he was potpourri, accepted the present with a fake happiness to his face.
Violet was so happy that she had some potpurri and was finally home, but she was also very tired from her long trip. She soon drifted off to sleep, saying a sweet goodnight to Derrill.
"See you in the morning, Der!"
Meanwhile as she slept, Derrill planned her downfall, because I mean, who the heck gives potpourri for a present anyway? She went to China and all he got was potpourri, while she had the experience of a lifetime, No way, nu-uh, I'm not gonna take this from her. Derrill thought as he drew up some blueprints.
Violet slept soundly until morning. She woke up in a cheery mood, glad to spend the beautiful day ahead with her beloved friend Derrill. She suspected nothing.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:29 pm
domo: *tackle hugs* hiya^^
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:29 pm
Quote: is home...went to denny's and sat in my friends car outside of the cinnemark theatre
@Livv: thankies XD
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:31 pm
No...me and Livv are taking turns telling a story...you can join in if you want 3nodding
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:31 pm
oORoadOo Quote: is home...went to denny's and sat in my friends car outside of the cinnemark theatre
@Livv: thankies XDthanks nee *hugs*
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:33 pm
oORoadOo No...me and Livv are taking turns telling a story...you can join in if you want 3nodding thanks, but i think i'll pass^^ i've been working really hard on my story in my journal...not michiyo's, but shogo's....i even prepreplot things out before i write them.....this is probably the most in depth i've gotten with a plot in my head
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:35 pm
Quote: Quote: No...me and Livv are taking turns telling a story...you can join in if you want 3nodding thanks, but i think i'll pass^^ i've been working really hard on my story in my journal...not michiyo's, but shogo's....i even prepreplot things out before i write them.....this is probably the most in depth i've gotten with a plot in my head
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:36 pm
Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote: Quote:
He felt the paper airplane penetrate his bubble of solitude froze it instantly and hurled it back at whoever threw it, squinting as he did so.
"I'm simply looking at the night sky and thinking to myself. I find that often times the dark tranquility helps me gather my thoughts."
She blinked at him.
Well that helps a lot...she thought sarcastically.
"What cha thinkin' about?" She pressed him for more information, curiously. She pulled up a chair and sat down on it, folding her legs under her, Indian style. She watched him, awaiting his answer.
He let out a sigh and turned to her.
"I'm thinking about my love who was left behind ages ago. If I had the chance, I would've saved her but..there was nothing I could do..nothing..but it's not like she would've accepted my help anyway. She knew what I was and the power I had, and she loathed it..I loved her more than my own life."
She was taken aback by what he told her, completely caught off guard.
"I..I'm so sorry..," she sputtered out pathetically.
That's terrible...what do I say..?
She leaned forward in her seat and placed a hand on his arm, trying to comfort him.
"That's really terrible, Domo..," She rubbed his arm, "Is there anything I can do..?"
He chuckled a little.
"I'm quite surprised that you didn't ask why she needed my help in the first place."
As he smiled a little, the color in his eyes briefly shifted from platinum to crimson and back again. His muscles tightened as he felt her warm hand touch his arm.
She felt his muscles tighten, and wondered if he was alright.
"Are you ok?...You're a little tense..," She rubbed his arm a bit more,"What? Ask..? I....well, why did she need your help?"
She was a little bit unnerved because of his small chuckle and the way which he was talking about the subject now, but she told herself she was being stupid. This was Domo; he was all sweetness and strawberries.
Must be a draft...
She glanced at the door; it was closed.
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