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 Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 10:20 pm
 
Prometheus smiled. "See? I just like o get to know someone before a relationship." He thought for a second. "My name is Prometheus Revoldo, actual name, and I, too, love Central Park. I spend most of my time there."
~~I'm gonna pack it in... RP with you tomorrow.~~
 
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 10:28 pm
(ok...i'll post now then wait for your post tomorrow)
Leelan took a breath. "I wish I knew my real name but I was left as a baby and was adopted by a vampire lord. I was human untill six months ago. Everything is different now. I miss my father, but he was killed by a group of angry Lycans."
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 2:35 am
The_Black_Armed_Death_God Zarathose grin and snapped his finger with a little burst of fire above his hand "Fire I can handle."
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 6:30 pm
~~Sorry it took me so long...~~
Prometheus was stolid as he listened. "I never knew my parents... The Hunters told me they went 'missing'. I sure as hell don't think so." He stated. "That's just another part of my life. I was a Hunter for a while, then I saw how much I did wrong and left. Of course I got shot off a building, almost killed twice, and lost a good amount of blood because of it." He looked down at his leg and the cane he held, remembering he had just been shot recently. "But, hey, with all these bad experiences behind me, I can just look forward to the bright future."
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 8:45 am
Leelan listened and nodded. She notice when his eyes shift to his leg and cane, she wondered what happened but thought it was rude to ask. "I understand what you mean. When I left my home and father he was well and alive. I was alone when I came to the city, scard to. I was still human, Father thougth it was best to learn to be on my own. That's when I met Wolf. We boned instantly and became sibling like with each other. I'm grateful to hiim. He still stood by myside when I met Roland and he changed me, But Roland is gone now, he just left without saying anything to me." Leelan hung her a head bit then brought it back up. "Oh well, its actually his lose not mine. I don't reget what I am but I do feel bad abut it, but I don't it can be changed." Leelan smiled and her eyes went back to her orginal pretty emerld green.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 4:02 pm
Prometheus nodded as she told her story. "Glad Roland didn't affect you too much." He commented, then looking back up at her eyes. They were emerald again. His eyes didn't change color, they just stayed the same violet. "Even how many times they change, your eyes are quite beautiful. I can hardly keep my own off of them." He gently smiled.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 8:49 pm
Leelan smiled and blushed. "My father told me that my eyes change color with my mood. I have a hard showing my feelings for some reason but my eyes show it. He said it took him along to know the colors but once he did he knew what to do. I"m glad you like my eyes, others in my kingdom were scard of me. Funny they were scard of a little human girl, when I'm the one that was living in a kingdom full of vampires, I should of been scard." Leelan laughed a bit. "Would you like to go to central park and sit by the pond?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 6:37 pm
~~Sorry it took me so long...~~
Prometheus chuckled. "Sounds ironic." He said after her speech. Or, a short version of one. He took her hand and stood up, beckoning with a wave of his hand. "I'd love to."
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 10:47 pm
Leelan grasped his hand and stood up then followed him out of the graveyard, and head to central park.
::exit to central park. you post first then i will::
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 6:58 am
~~My appologies for the delay.~~
Prometheus left with her.
~~Exit: Central Park~~
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 5:44 pm
Veroen and Eden appeared out of a blast of darkness in front of a rather large gravestone, and Veroen instantly lost it. He ran at the nearest huge tree, and threw his fist into it, splitting it in half, and as he did so, he let out a loud scream of anger. He then turned and kicked at gravestone, crushing it and sending it flying acorss the graveyard, with another loud angry scream. He then turned around at the fallen tree, and began to hit it repeatedly, splintering the wood, and crushing it into small pieces, and smashing them into the ground.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 6:22 pm
Valkyrie Demon Veroen and Eden appeared out of a blast of darkness in front of a rather large gravestone, and Veroen instantly lost it. He ran at the nearest huge tree, and threw his fist into it, splitting it in half, and as he did so, he let out a loud scream of anger. He then turned and kicked at gravestone, crushing it and sending it flying acorss the graveyard, with another loud angry scream. He then turned around at the fallen tree, and began to hit it repeatedly, splintering the wood, and crushing it into small pieces, and smashing them into the ground.
Eden decided it was best for Veroen to alleviate his anger in some form since bottling it up wasn't going to do him any favours in the long run so she simply seated herself beside a grave and brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her thighs, resting her chin on her knees as she silently observed. She pulled her aviators up onto her head, her purple eyes now visible as she stared at Veroen and made no protest to him decimating an innocent person's tomb stone, destroying what remained of their identity. It didn't sit very well with her but she wasn't about to reprimand him for it, he didn't need to be told that, he'd come to his senses and probably feel guilty later on.
As Veroen continued to scream in anger and hit the tree, beating it into the ground her purple eyes absently wandered to the tombstone she was sitting beside. Shirley Black 1968-2007. 'Wonder what happened to her ... I hope she went peacefully and some sick f**ker didn't rape her or something ...'
Just as she was losing herself in thought a figure appeared before her and at first she thought it was a person that was coming to kick them out of the graveyard but she realized they were transparent, astral-projection-like, a ghost? She quivered for a moment and stared at the being for a moment as it stared at her with a strange expression on his face. He was a teenage boy and he was making silly faces at her and he was pretending to kick her. "Hey, what the f**k gives? I didn't do s**t to you, kid. Wait ... Am I seeing things or are you a part of my friggin' imagination? Hello?"
The ghost squealed and instantly vanished and reappeared quivering behind a gravestone. 'Y-you can s-see me? I'm so s-sorry Ma'am!'
"HOLY S**T YOU ARE A GHOST!" She was suddenly quite uncomfortable sitting here but at the same time she was too intrigued to simply get up and walk away. Not to mention the ghost wasn't very intimidating hiding behind a tomb stone trembling in fear of her though he was dead. It was actually kind of funny and she started laughing.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 7:23 pm
Veroen finished his temper tantrum by grabbing the base of the tree that was now a giant stump because of his actions, and strained himself, and ripped the stump out of the ground and tossed the stump all the way to the other side of the graveyard. It landed into the soft ground with a loud crash. He turned around and decided that he wasn't finished, and began to beat the remnants of the tree again, into the ground. He stopped whenever he hear Meredith begin to laugh. He looked up, an angered expression still on his face, and quickly found her with his eye. His expression faded and he let out a long sigh, and stood up, and ran his hand through his hair, in a stressful way.
He then walked over to her, and was questionable as to why she is laughing. He looked over at the direction she was looking in, and saw the little ghost of a boy. His mouth hung open a little, and his face became one of disbelief. "You've got to be kidding..." He said, looking at the boy.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 7:38 pm
Eden was sitting cross-legged, her hands on the ground behind her back supporting her as she stared at the gravestone with amusement as the child hid behind it and stared at her wide-eyed as if he hadn't heard laughter before. However, the teenage boy's chest puffed out when he realized she was laughing at him and he wore a look of indignance upon his face and marched out from behind the stone to face her.
'Hey! Stop laughing at me!'
The huntress snorted at the scrawny child gettin angry at her laughing at his feeble little display of 'courage' and stopped laughing in order to respond to him. "Sorry bud but you kind of dived behind a tomb stone all afraid of me when you're clearly already dead so I found it kind of ironic. You know the whole I'm supposed to be afraid of you not the vice versa thing. After all, I'm the alive one so I'm supposed to run away from you screaming, am I right or am I right? I think most people in their right mind probably would run away right about now."
'Um ... you're really strange, lady.'
"Oh jeez. Now I'm even getting ridiculed by a ghost? Wow. I'm strange by a ghosts standards, I really don't know what I'm supposed to say to that. Say kid, what's your name? I'm Eden." She held out her hand for him to shake it though she knew it'd just be symbolic and that he couldn't physically touch her. Ghosts were incorporeal, those were the rules, weren't they?
The boy looked at her suspiciously and decided that her point was valid and he was dead and offered his name to her. 'I'm John.' Again he looked at her hand warily as if it could somehow harm him and he decided it was alright and took her hand though nothing resulted but the image of them pretending to grip hands. However, he looked up and noticed Veroen and instantly cowered away taking refuge behind the previous tomb stone he'd been behind, clearly frightened of the vampire.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 7:45 pm
An annoyed expression found its way ono Veroens face as he watche the boy dash behind a tombstone, clearly frightened of him. Veroen shook his head in disbelief at the scene. He had always thought that ghosts were not real, and to his surprise, they were, though it made as much sense as the existence of Vampires and Lycans and Demons.
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