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 Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 8:47 pm
Shrugging, she ground it into gear and floored it. The wholeshot screamed like nothing she'd ever heard in hell. She tore out of the gate and raced off towards her potential new home...
::Exit to apartments::
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 9:15 pm
Omki looked at Myyth then the box again. " In this box... there is something very powerful... it could kill me or make me stronger...." He said no long in a kidding mood he was in the past. " I Have to do this on my own..." Omki said and looked at her touching her face. " So there will me a time where I won't be around." He smiled and touched her hand. " Well do you want to see what's inside?" He asked.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 8:01 am
Now confused and still not quite awake Myyth looked at the box, and then back at him. Her only thought was running along the lines of "What the hell?" The box itself looked fairly innocent to her, but so did half the plants she was growing.
"I think you should do what you think. Go with what your gut instinct tells you......." Looking at the box again something else came to mind. "Where did the box come from?"
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 12:51 pm
*Tohaku looks at Mortis* So what kind of rounds are these? *Pulls out the clip* Gonna need more of these.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 3:50 pm
Cyrus jumped off of the giant car pile and landed swiftly on the ground next to the kid.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 3:59 pm
Patches pulled up to the fence. Her truck bed was filled with cases of cans of spray paint [mostly hues of red, and black...], a case of very small liquor bottles, and a bag of rags. Also, a good amount of pilfered electronics. Swiping toys from humans was incredibly easy for her.
Now, she hopped out and headed for a huge pile of scrap wood. She tore into it, ripping peices off of doors...
Satisfied, she lept the fence, and sped off.
::Exit to city::
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 4:15 pm
hoax123 Cyrus jumped off of the giant car pile and landed swiftly on the ground next to the kid. *Looks at him in surprise*
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 5:14 pm
Myythren Now confused and still not quite awake Myyth looked at the box, and then back at him. Her only thought was running along the lines of "What the hell?" The box itself looked fairly innocent to her, but so did half the plants she was growing. "I think you should do what you think. Go with what your gut instinct tells you......." Looking at the box again something else came to mind. "Where did the box come from?" Omki Opened the box and in it were two gloves with silver crosses on them. " These gloves are my Dad's... he gave them to me as a gift. The silver crosses were blessed by St. Patrick himself and give powers to fight evil... if you can tap in to it's power...if you can't you die." He said and picked up the gloves. " I... I Don't want to be useless anymore... not for my own sake... but for you and our child." Omki said setting the gloves back in the box takeing her hand.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 5:15 pm
"hey zendale what are you doing here man." mortis asked.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 7:11 pm
Just wandering around and heard that you were training the kid so I thought I'd give you a hard time about it. Cyrus let loose a big smile.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 8:32 pm
"You're not useless. The powers you had did more harm then good, and your just as capable now as you were then." Myyth smiled and looked at the gloves closely for a moment before she looked back up at him.
"If you think holy magic will work for you, you should look into it. I'd perfer you stayed away from the vatican if at all possible though."
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 12:59 pm
*Watches them in confusion. He looks at Cyrus* Me? *Gives an inocent smile* Should I ask whats up?
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 5:49 pm
"no" mortis replied. "just hit me damnit!!"
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 7:39 pm
::She had been walking at a fairly slow pace, the wounds in her back stinging everyonce in a while. She reached the junkyard and looked inside. She sighed, the first place she met Finn...how could she forget that night. She hadnt revisited this place since that day and decided to go in. She walked about slowly wondering where Finn was and how in the nine levels she got herself seperated from Finn. She kicked a can and paused in the realitve middle of the junkyard. She raised her head a little and let the scents fill her nose. Besides the obivous junk she could tell others where here recently. She huffed and looked about, what could be keeping that pup...::
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 7:45 pm
Finn had run ahead of her pal and was atop one of the massive trash heeps. Ah it was like it was just yesterday when she sent an old lunch tray sailing in Zzeil's direction for their first meeting. Now Finn ploted simmaler trouble in her greeting, only diffrence:
She was useing a trash can lid rather then an old lunch tray.
"COWABUNGA!!"
She shouted as she surfed down the trash heep in Zzeil's direction.
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