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 Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 6:18 am
((((((((i do that for a time, in some RP's, it gets the people or viewersaka, whomever reads this, it will bring them closer to my character in the beging. then thell love him more in the end, it always works. all you would have to do instead of running after him to save him, runn after him becuase thats what freinds do, since hes acting emotional, maybey so should you. im not saying to like him, but to have some emotions. because, if you cant tell, thats what your character dosnt have. sorry to be blunt....)))))
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 6:24 am
Aubry woke up in a big bed. she reconized the room. it was her mother's room. pablo and riane were looking at her with concern. she smiled.
"im ok..." she said. "where is Xantos?" she asked.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 6:37 am
(((im going to put a twist into the plot))))(((i think theis would make for a great story!))))
Xantos had been walking all night. the only reasaon the demons didnt kill him, was because hailfire did. or What was in Xantos of Hailfire. i mean, his blade never left his side for 15 years. so Xantos could estact the Demons abilites. from the blade. they were in omaha, hed walked out of the housing demons districts into the grasslands left a pretty bloody trail. almost every demon in that neiborhood tryed to attack him. hed killed them all. he tryed to escape the demon that resided in him, but all he did was use it.
so he thought up a brillant plan. he eventually turend around an d walked althe way back to the house. he stood infront of the door, all bloody. eyes flased red. then smiled.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 7:12 am
"Well," Riane said nervously, "we don't quite know where he is." She frowned at her own answer. She felt like an idiot for not knowing. "We went around the house a little while ago but we still couldn't find him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 7:35 am
"where is his sword?" i asked nervously
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 7:35 am
Xantos enterd the house, and troted up to the training area. he stood at the far end, facing the door. ready, to start.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:00 pm
"Right here," Riane said, pointing to the blade on the dresser. It sent an ominous feeling over the room but it was there, so no one else could take it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:04 pm
"ok, if you find Xantos, and his eyes are red, run. if not, tell him to please come up here, and that i want to talk to him..." Aubry tried to smile, but didn't succead. she felt the sword's presence, and it scared her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:41 pm
Xantos waited, in the dark of the training room, he waited for death.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:55 pm
Riane walked out of the room where Aubry laid. She looked around the house and went to the training room last. There she found Xantos standing there at the other end of the room. "Xantos!" she yelled. His eyes didn't look red, so she ran up to him. "Oh my god, we've been looking everywhere for you! Where did you go?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:56 pm
he then flashed behind her so she couldnt escape. he drew his sword, and made it ready for the stike.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 4:01 pm
She looked at his eyes and saw that they were red. "Uh, guys, a little help here," she said. She went to draw her dagger to try and disarm him but that would require cutting his hand off. She didn't know what to do! She was screwed, that was for sure.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 4:05 pm
he kept slicing at her, not even at full speed, just enough for her to doge it. wanting to keep her alive. he kep speeding up. and somtimes he left himselfd open, as if wanting to get stabed.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 4:10 pm
She kept dodging, not wanting to die just yet. "Pablo, a little help her would be nice," she yelled. Finally, she pulled out her dagger and went to cut at his right hand, to pull the sword from his grasp. She didn't know if it would work, but she would try.
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