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 Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 1:16 pm
((Excuse me, but did you just place a post under my character? That is NOT allowed, and is a great way to offend me, and the mods, I am going to ignore the above post until it is removed))
Ebil Edit: Yep. Problem is taken care of. I'll refer everyone to the RULES once again.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 11:56 am
~: Phoenix :~Down to businessPhoenix looked around the room once more. Then lightly went to lean on a random object. Smiling she went to look up at the man.
"So, how do you want to do this then?"
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 1:20 pm
"Well, I could help sell some goods, in exchange for some endorsement." Jackson/Radiaas said, "and, of course, if you're interested in any of my Vampiric items."
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 1:46 pm
((We've gone a bit dead, here))
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 3:51 pm
((we've gone a lot dead here))
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 7:46 am
((Im trapped in a lab and Have no Idea what to do??!))
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 7:47 am
(I'm going to see if I can get back to rping. Maybe some classical music can help me...and this book. >.>)
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 10:35 am
(If you do I will so re-enter into this again)
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 11:02 am
(Alright. I'm going to skip into the future. Allowing your character to stay at the place. And the deal already done and made with the other character. If, that is alright with ya'll.) ~: Phoenix :~The Passing Day'sRound and round the record spun. Letting the classical music play out through the speakers. A young woman sat there in her own study room. Listing to the music as she scribbled something down on a piece of paper. That may, or may not be important. Only time will tell. The time that kept on ticking by. How long had she been here? Days? Weeks? Months? The later sounded like the right time. Months. And, she had no doubt she wold be staying here forever more. So, did it really matter?
The candle lights that flickered off their wicks, would cast deep shadows into the room. Making the woman's soft pale skin give off it's own eerie glow. Softly her dull blue eyes left the sheet of paper she was working on. All so she can look up at the picture on her desk. Of two small girls. With a soft sigh she went to move trace her fingers over the picture frame. All before moving it down, so it would hide the picture. She did not have time to let her mind wonder on such things. Running her fingers through her long brown hair, she went to get up and out of her seat.
The young business woman. The blacksmith and trade dealer for creatures that one could even imagine. Had to get ready for a meeting. A meeting with one of her employers who also did a deal with weapon marketing. She went to stack her papers in the right order, picking them up and putting them in her folder. Walking to each candle, she went to blow them out. Then moving to the record player, she went to switch it off and head for the door. Entering the key and the code, the door slide open and she walked out of her study room, heading down the hallways.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 11:34 am
Radiaas was in the back room of his shop with a large crate in front of him that said "Property of the US Military Brotherhood." It had cost him nearly 2.5 million USD, and supposedly contained four experimental laser rifles and ammo for them. He pried open the crate, lifting the lid off he gawked at the weapons inside.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 7:52 pm
[Is it alrightif I use a new character?]
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