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 Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 6:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 1:31 pm
((I THINK IM BIG MEEECH! RUUUUUUUUUH! LARRY HOOVAH! RUUUUUH!
Whip and WORK!))
-The water surrounds his body. The Eternity of slumber he has awoken from making him weak and slightly groggy. His eyes slowly blink. He trembles gently at the front gate. His Magic had preserved him, and most of his powers has mostly water basic left. He cannot believe he had been preserved this long.-
"What...where...How is this possible?"
-His Glare flashes a bright glossy blue as his back and hind legs ache, bringing him to his knees-
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 1:39 pm
-He glosses over a bit, Staring at the Gate. His body goes transparent, then turns to water, sliding under the gate and past the door like rain puddles seeping into cracks or grates on an old street. Looking for his normal spot. The place, dusty, filled with Cobwebs ((I feel like I'm visiting Kermits office in the Muppets lmao)). Shadows And Darkness fill most of the space inside, but small cracks of light seep in through the windows. He slowly materializes the water molds into a human form and his Water conjuration whips around his shoulders, gazing at the place her Master used to call home. His eye that is visible over his cowl, widely opened. Wondering how long it has been since he has been put to slumber. He looks about, looking for anything rememorable.-
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 2:51 pm
-Elevated now, his watery human form now dancing and illuminating the corridors as he makes his way to his portion of this Guild Hall...His room. The Tower of Riovanes, his lab, his living quarters, his testing room, and his rump shaker room ((Shake your groove thang, shake your groove thang yea yea!)). His eyes, still...only slowly blinking as his life continues to return to him.-
"By Odin's beard...everything is in place..."
-But not really, everything was broken, damaged, stolen or gone as when he left he took some items with him. mounds of dust where items used to be filling out the form of the item hold due to no wind or activity around.. As he came through the door, he felt himself become stronger more empowered.. Almost immediately, his eyes gazed upon the item that makes him feel less weak ,less pathetic, less mortal. The Aura from said item grows and glows ever bright ash e moves closer. His Spell Book, still wrapped in Magestic chains of Demonic Energy he had placed on it so long ago. He waves his right hand over the area, the chains flow like a wind picked them up, wrapping around his forearm, and disappearing into his robe sleeve. His watery form would then crystalise as his body just returned another large amount of magic back into his essence. He would go from Watery weak form, to Ice, slowly materializing into a more human look.-
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 2:24 pm
-ears twitch at a sound downstairs-
"Hmm ... an unlikely visitor?"
Spike quietly stalks out of his room. He felt some excitement course through his body. He only came to visit, to see what has happened to his old guild. He found nothing, but it seems there's still someone or something in the old building.
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