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 Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 7:37 am
OthinnTheWise MINE IS CORRECT AND UNIQUE COMMENT MINE!?!?!? your story is very factfilled, but if read to much i might fall asleep! :]
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 2:56 pm
Here's mine, I guess.
Cuchulain was born to a powerful family in the Pyro race/Clan. He was trained, as all Pyros, in the art of flames. As he grew, so did his strength and cunning. Soon, he could not only kill a polar bear with his bare hands, but he could also defeat all but the most skilled in games of wit.
Then came a day when there was a whisper of war upon the wind. Ravens flocked about Pyro strongholds, waiting for battle. An army was marching. Foul creatures known as Poisons were hungry for war, and wished to finally kill the Pyros and take their place as the most powerful Clan. The Pyros gladly met their challenge, but were overpowered by shere numbers. For each Pyro was twenty Poisons.
Cuchulain saw that all was lost and knew that to survive, they must flee. While retreating, he saw something that would haunt him for the rest of his life: His father and brother, the greatest Pyros that ever lived, fell before his teary eyes. As he fled, he saw many of the fallen were friends of his, and he wept till he found refuge. Upon that day, he made a vow: To kill every last Poison and to hear each and every one of their pleas for mercy as he slowly killed them.
And so he did.
When his dark deeds were done with, he wandered the world, alone, mourning the loss of his Clan. And so he came to be the man he is today.
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Hope you like my little tale. I know its not much.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 3:02 pm
Happy D Pressed Here's mine, I guess. Cuchulain was born to a powerful family in the Pyro race/Clan. He was trained, as all Pyros, in the art of flames. As he grew, so did his strength and cunning. Soon, he could not only kill a polar bear with his bare hands, but he could also defeat all but the most skilled in games of wit. Then came a day when there was a whisper of war upon the wind. Ravens flocked about Pyro strongholds, waiting for battle. An army was marching. Foul creatures known as Poisons were hungry for war, and wished to finally kill the Pyros and take their place as the most powerful Clan. The Pyros gladly met their challenge, but were overpowered by shere numbers. For each Pyro was twenty Poisons. Cuchulain saw that all was lost and knew that to survive, they must flee. While retreating, he saw something that would haunt him for the rest of his life: His father and brother, the greatest Pyros that ever lived, fell before his teary eyes. As he fled, he saw many of the fallen were friends of his, and he wept till he found refuge. Upon that day, he made a vow: To kill every last Poison and to hear each and every one of their pleas for mercy as he slowly killed them. And so he did. When his dark deeds were done with, he wandered the world, alone, mourning the loss of his Clan. And so he came to be the man he is today. ************************************************************* Hope you like my little tale. I know its not much. HAPPY YOUR SO FREAKING DEPRESSING! -slaps- GO SMILE FOR ONCE!
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 3:06 pm
How was that depressing? (Okay it is a bit depressing.) At least he got revenge! I could have made him die and come back as a ghost, forced to walk the world till Judgement Day!
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 11:02 pm
Happy D Pressed Here's mine, I guess. Cuchulain was born to a powerful family in the Pyro race/Clan. He was trained, as all Pyros, in the art of flames. As he grew, so did his strength and cunning. Soon, he could not only kill a polar bear with his bare hands, but he could also defeat all but the most skilled in games of wit. Then came a day when there was a whisper of war upon the wind. Ravens flocked about Pyro strongholds, waiting for battle. An army was marching. Foul creatures known as Poisons were hungry for war, and wished to finally kill the Pyros and take their place as the most powerful Clan. The Pyros gladly met their challenge, but were overpowered by shere numbers. For each Pyro was twenty Poisons. Cuchulain saw that all was lost and knew that to survive, they must flee. While retreating, he saw something that would haunt him for the rest of his life: His father and brother, the greatest Pyros that ever lived, fell before his teary eyes. As he fled, he saw many of the fallen were friends of his, and he wept till he found refuge. Upon that day, he made a vow: To kill every last Poison and to hear each and every one of their pleas for mercy as he slowly killed them. And so he did. When his dark deeds were done with, he wandered the world, alone, mourning the loss of his Clan. And so he came to be the man he is today. ************************************************************* Hope you like my little tale. I know its not much. I guess you know Final Fantasy Espers, lol.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 10:48 am
Has been a slave for most of his life, and was given several names (some degrading). Each owner he's had was abusive to him, physically hurting him. He would either run away or he would be sold to a different owner. Finally he had enough of the slave trade, and started living on the streets. He would like to put himself to use, and be able protect himself.... and others.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 8:18 pm
A forgotten past haunts me. Death fallows in my wake. From childhood, training in the shadows and learning to kill is all I had. No family or friends. Just the creed. After many years went by, I left to find a purpose. I did. Save the lives of the weak by killing the cruel. I travel from city to city. Helping those who need me.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 11:58 pm
i'm back
and i'm gaara
and i live like gaara in that tv show
thats my story done and simple
>_>
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