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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 7:52 pm
 {[Dienko]}
α в ¢ ∂ є ƒ g н ι נ к ℓ м η σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у
"Eh, definitely a no-body." He stated as a pun, hoping for a rim shot sound to come from somewhere before Akiba began to speak. He caught the V instead of the B sound so he raised an eyebrow before finishing his food, or at least his head part did. "Akiva eh? Interesting name. I was once Dienko the Hellhound. I was apart of the Pronta's Professional wrestling circuit." He told the man as he was soon removed from the tuxedo's collar area to sit on the table as the body went to the bathroom to clean itself out, which was thankfully nearby. "So you can imagine what kind of s**t caught me this time."
Energy: 550/550 Stats: 10/6 / 5/6 Weapon: Wooden Greatsword Body: Dirty Tuxedo Gold: 3000 α в ¢ ∂ є ƒ g н ι נ к ℓ м η σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у
'Come on, I can fight you with my head behind me back!' [The Resurrected soldier]
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 1:24 pm
 Akiba Jäger Yuran / Novice / Human // Weapon Master place holder place holder place holder place holder place holder "One hell of an arm-bar?"Akiba offered as he continued to be perplexed by Dienko's existence. "What exactly are you?" He asked as he watched the body walk away while the casually sat on the edge of the bar, if that was even possible for a disembodied head. place holder place holder place holder place holder place holder place holderRemaining Energy: 900/900
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 10:01 pm
 {[Dienko]}
α в ¢ ∂ є ƒ g н ι נ к ℓ м η σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у
"If it was an arm bar.... then why is it that I'm a talking decapitated head instead of a twitching arm? That's a clothesline you're speaking of and no.... moreso just bad luck and bad bets people made on me." He told Akiba as his body soon came back, smelling of pizza as Dienko sighed a bit. "I will be damned if I have to embody another tuxedo just because of pizza stains." He told the tuxedo suit as it shrugged and then pointed to Akiba.
Energy: 550/550 Stats: 10/6 / 5/6 Weapon: Wooden Greatsword Body: Dirty Tuxedo Gold: 3000 α в ¢ ∂ є ƒ g н ι נ к ℓ м η σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у
'Come on, I can fight you with my head behind me back!' [The Resurrected soldier]
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 10:54 pm
 ΞΞ==-Morrigan Maric-==ΞΞ ╔_______________╗ »Bloodline: Lycan« »Class: Knight« »Rank: Adept« ╚¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯╝
Morrigan walked into the bar, her mind mentally drained from the social game of her house. She hated the snobs she dealt with at her emissary. She's been around for a couple days, so she had the time to get a bit more used to her surroundings and decided to eat out at the bar, instead of at the emissary; as she took a seat at a table she ordered herself a roasted chicken. As she waited she leaned back in the chair to relax.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 2:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2016 1:38 am
 ΞΞ==-Morrigan Maric-==ΞΞ ╔_______________╗ »Bloodline: Lycan« »Class: Knight« »Rank: Adept« ╚¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯╝
Morrigan sat back straight at her table as she noticed the noticeable knight enter the bar, armed to the teeth with weaponry, almost an imposing sight but as she watched as he took a seat she just smile at his direction as she respected others who took up the mantle of knight, though she didn't want to impose much of his time and or disrespect him she just decided to play it cool and continued to wait for her meal in silence.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2016 12:00 pm
By this point in his life, it was easy for the Shifter to figure out when he was being watched. This was it, wasn't it? Someone was watching him now. The one with the black hair. Obviously a knight, from the look of her slightly bulky physique. Suddenly, his head spun dramatically to reveal a perplexed face. Usually, the Shifter wasn't exactly the person anyone looked at a second time. "Hello there. Do I know you? I'm pretty clumsy when it comes to names." A hard lie in every sense of the word. Kieran remembered everyone he met, but they would never remember him.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2016 5:32 pm
 ΞΞ==-Morrigan Maric-==ΞΞ ╔_______________╗ »Bloodline: Lycan« »Class: Knight« »Rank: Adept« ╚¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯╝
Morrigan quickly fixed her posture on the chair as the knight addressed her, she then quickly cleared her throat turning away from him to hide her surprised and rather embarrassing expression once collected she turned back towards him. "Umm...I don't believe we've met..."Morrigan said as her meal was placed at her table, she quickly took notice and nodded at the waiter then turned back to the knight then smirked. "But I'm always keen on meeting new people, please tell me are you a free lancer or do you belong to a power faction? Maybe a house?" she said inquiring to learn more about him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 9:57 pm
The woman before him wasn't front around here. That much he could tell by her etiquette and the style of her armor. All of it was foreign in this country, as it was a country that could afford to purchase the highest quality steel, while mining whatever they could find. Of course they hadn't met before; the knight wouldn't remember him even if they had. "I couldn't agree more with you!" Not bothering to distinguish which point he was addressing, the Shifter was glad to impose his way to a seat at her table. "Me? I'm a free lancer. I don't really belong in groups. It's really not my thing." For a few seconds, he remained quiet. In truth, he wasn't sure how to approach the topic, so he chose to dive in. "You were staring at me. Back then. You were staring. Why?"
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