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 Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:12 pm
Xion was sitting in a nearby tree looking down at Lucas, an evil intent on his face. But after a few seconds it seemed like he was in pain, struggling with something within himself. In an instant sound would return to the area starting with the sound of the dragon shifter screaming as he fell from the tree and onto the ground with a loud thud.
His hands were on either side of his head clutching hold for dear life. The veins all down his arms were protruding from the force he was putting on his own head. He would mutter something but it would be almost inaudible but someone with good enough hearing would catch it. He had said "Someone kill me."
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 3:50 pm
"You...just..GET ON MY NERVES! " Growling his silver irises flashed brighter as his sword returned to him, taking up an offensive stance...After a couple seconds an idea came to Blood. Switching from the offensive stance to a defensive one he raised his left hand in a fist and waited as the tattoos began glowing such a bright silver the rest of his arm turned pitch black in comparison. Next he rammed it into his chest but without meeting any resistance it went into him and he began pulling something out...all this with a demonic grin on his face, twisted with pain from the effort.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:54 pm
My world is
forever cursed
As it
remains unseen Chittera [[i hate first posts ><]]
Silence enveloped the fragile form of the girl as she walked. One foot infront of the other. Taking a deep breath, her hands brought the long ancient flute back to the small pouch at her side. Her hands worked expertly and with great care towards her prized possession as she worked to place it away. Chittera's head remained forward, though she was in unknown territory, she could at least try to look confident, couldn't she? Finally tieing the last knot that encased the small pouch, she could be at ease for the moment. Out of mind out of sight. but it still wasn't that way. Too many times before she almost lost it to thieves and bendits alike. It sicked her to see what this world at turn to.
Her hand soon came up to gently stroke the clothe which covered her eyes. A sign of her blindness. It was reassuring to know it was still there. She didn't know what, but she felt almost...bare..without it. Ever since she was a child she wore it. The blank empty stare people got from her had frieghted them. She could still feel the knife cut into the skin right by her eye. The scar was there, a marking of her flaw. No one was perfect, at least she wasn't but she could make up for it in the end. Checking to make sure she had everything, lastly her hand went to the hilt of the long sword upon her back. She hated to use it, but then again she rarely had to. Well of course that was unless she wanted people to know about the magic that resided deep within her. A Rose Amongst The Thorns unspoken about
these eyes
will never see
what lies behind the walls.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 2:04 pm
 SeleneSo beautiful
Just like the moon
Whom it calls to at night
When it prowls the ground
Feirce and Deadly
"Another day..." The low growl escaped the black wolf, its silver eyes faintly glowed as it watched the clearing around itself. Nothing seemed out of place. The ground was still intact. They hadn't came knocking anymore. They only seemed to do so when there was something near her. Something held close to the heart, that they could just rip away. Her eyes narrowed towards nothing in particular as the thought came to her. The anger was still there, her down fall. Something that kept heaven weary about her joining. They thought she would snap back to the dark side, and rejoin with her demon partner. She didn't blame them though, they had their reasons.
Rising onto its hind legs, the wolf's fur seemed to fade into skin. The small crack of bones echoed as the wolf grew larger. Wolven characteristics lessened as the form turned more human. Black hair curled past her shoulders and stopped there, her clothing came through the change also. Which some werewolves had trouble with. Then again she was no werewolf, something completely different, was somewhat similar to. Her hands slid into the pockets of the hooded like jacket. Something not to modern for this era, then again she didn't mind. Different wasn't too bad anyways. Baggy black pants were what covered her lower area. It wouldn't take long for someone to realize it was a male's clothing. Something that reminded her why she was there.
So Strong
Wise as can be
Gentle as it needs
The mark of the WolfMist Wolf
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 4:03 pm
Ender watched as Blood reached into his chest. He swung his sword down to where the tip was touching the ground and held out his left hand towards Blood. Then his eyes began to glow, and he delved into Bloods mind, trying to search for a defense to his plan of attack.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 5:55 pm
Coughing up blackish blood, he fell to his knees and continued pulling out what looked like a shadow of himself but in a slimmer and more noticeably curved self. After about a minute of pure agony as Blood ripped out the other half of his soul, he was finished. Left kneeling in ecstasy because the pain was now gone, silver pupils dilated and body shaking uncontrollably, he looked up and spoke at the figure, 'You...r...Not the only..one it seems with split personalities." After another bout of hacking up blackish blood he continued, "Meet PuLse...." With that all his tattoos lit up and his skin went pitch black and started cracking...after a few seconds Blood's body disintegrated into smoke, leaving the room in silence.
"hah...aahahah" There was a sharp clapping coming from the corner of the room as Pulse stood up laughing. "Great job jackass! " Grinning from ear to ear she looked around the room before catching sight of the shiney guy in the corner..."Who arse you?
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:42 pm
Wow...did not see that coming... Ender thought to himself looking at the girl. His bright blue eyes were no longer glowing. He just stared at the girl for a second, but then he realized this could be fun...
"PuLse..." Ender said in response the the girls question, he awaited her reply.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:08 am
SeleneSo beautiful
Just like the moon
Whom it calls to at night
When it prowls the ground
Feirce and Deadly
Brushing aside the bangs that had dared to fall in her face, she released a low sigh. Never before had she seen war quiet, well that is at least in one area that is. Feeling something shift alon gher waist, she gently stroked the belt like object. "Soon." She murmured under her breath. It was wierd to Selene, how she just threw away fighting for a time, but then again it was probably for the good of it all. She couldn't allow her pups growing up with a blood thirst assassin up the stairs. "I wish i could of found my armor..." She muttered to herself as she walked through the woods, her head ducked occassionally under a low branch, but other times her hand would slid towards her face, to merely push the branch out of her way.
Her steps were light, to avoid more traces of her exstistence here. To make her tracks almost impossible to see. All that was visible were small scuff like markings where the loose top layer of dirt shifted. The change wasx rather slight, but only a good eye could catch the small change. Silver eyes peered into the shadows ahead. She heard nothing but the occassional flutter of leaves as a bird escaped to its heaven within the sky. Or the craking sound of bark as an older buck sharpened its antlers upon the great trees around. Sliding her hand into the small pouch that was slung over her shoulder, her eyes slid across the small assortment of herbs. There was still enough left. Nodding to herself, she went on her way.
So Strong
Wise as can be
Gentle as it needs
The mark of the WolfMist Wolf
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 2:37 pm
"Well, Im gonna go, you can follow if you want. Bu I gotta get out." Chris said to the women and jumped straight out o the cliffside cave, only saying the word "Albatross" as he divebombed straight towards he ground spreading his aura out massivly into wings. He then proceded to fly like an Albatross
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 3:14 pm
Devil-Steel Xion was sitting in a nearby tree looking down at Lucas, an evil intent on his face. But after a few seconds it seemed like he was in pain, struggling with something within himself. In an instant sound would return to the area starting with the sound of the dragon shifter screaming as he fell from the tree and onto the ground with a loud thud.
His hands were on either side of his head clutching hold for dear life. The veins all down his arms were protruding from the force he was putting on his own head. He would mutter something but it would be almost inaudible but someone with good enough hearing would catch it. He had said "Someone kill me." 
"You little p***k, just wait till I find yo-oh.."
Lucas had stopped muttering as soon as he realized the sound had returned with a rather loud welcome to his eardrums. Whoever was screaming had fallen in plain sight for Lucas to see. Without hesitation he'd reach up over his shoulder and grip the hilt of his weapon firmly before slashing it out with every intent of silencing this being if he suddenly lashed out at him.
"Oi...what's your problem..? You've got a foul odor to ya..."
Lucas cautiously walked towards the one who had fallen, his blue eyes attracted to the pain the being was in. Lucas heard the man say something but he couldn't quite tell what he had said over the small "click-psssshhh" his sword made. Lucas would hold the trigger down on his pneumatic sword, Novabringr in case he needed to act with sudden aggression. If this man was being tormented by what he thought he was...Lucas may have found some interest.
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DarkKingJilly Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 4:52 pm
Her eyes narrowed quiet noticeably, the man taking her name was considered an insult for some odd reason. But before anyone could utter another word she lashed out with a bold of purple lightning from her left hand aimed perfectly at the mans head. Also to continue with almost blinding speed as Ender tried to dodge the lightning, Pulse crossed the few feet between them and if successful would grab him by the throat and lift him off the ground to stare at him in silence. Her head cocked slightly to the side as if in interest.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 4:59 pm
When the lightning was thrown, Ender created a very convinving illusion that used his telekinisis to throw itself to the left, and land standing back to the wall next to the door which led to the hallway. The real Ender ducked the lightning and was now in the hands of PuLse. He didnt make a move.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:14 pm
"uhh..." PuLse shrugged and started swinging this stupid doll back and forth before throwing the fake man over her shoulder and just stood there with her hands on her hips. "Blood's gunna be pissed....his rooms almost destroyed." She said this while stairing at a huge hole near the window that the electric bolt caused...."damn, im going to get it when he gets back." She already forgot about the wierd man with her name.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:23 pm
When he was thrown over he shoulder, Ender used his telekinesis to float through the air and land on his feet, he put the Buster sword on his back and looked at PuLse. While he was in the air, the cloak covered his face in darkness. He didnt speak.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:23 pm
Slowly forcing his head up to look at the man who now stood above him Xion would just curse to himself. At the sight of the sword in the man's hand the dragon would let out a low growl. A slight glow could be seen in the dragons mouth as he looked up at the man. A small smirk would come over his face and the evil intent would return to his eyes as he opened his mouth and let out a surge of lightning.
The lightning would cause a bright flash giving the shifter time to get back to his feet and ready his weapons of choice for the fight. His forearms would turn blue as his dragon scales came forth. Each forearm had three spikes sticking out from them. His hands were covered by the same blue scales as they turned into dragon claws.
The same thing would happen to his shins and feet, minus the spikes. Then a ripping sound would be heard as his tail ripped out the back of his pants and began to sway back and forth behind him. The look in his eye no longer looked as evil as it did psychotic.
"What did you say to me?"
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