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 Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 9:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 8:53 am
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Jennifer Tex
Briggs
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☼♣ ♥ ♦•۰•●○●ஐﻬ ▪♦ ◊ ◦♫ ♪ ♪ღˇ √ « » ♂♀ ◦؛°×°؛◦
´¯`•»؛طط؛ّ؛¤ّ,¸¸,؛؛¤ّّ؛ﷲﷲ°؛¤ّ,¸¸ ´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ×؛°”ک`”°؛×»- ஆ
âل¢ê éç ىَ ùَےℓ∂ ٍي؛ے؛ ù؛ے؛ ٌ؛ٌَℓ؛.
☺ ☻ ☼ ♠ ♣ ♥ ♦ ♪ ♫ ░ ▒ ▓ ▀ ▄ ■ □ ▪ ◦ ₴ ۱ ۲ ۳ ۴ ۵ ۶ ۷ ۸ ۹ ۞ Tex walked in behind the group. It was to quiet...as soon as they entered they should have been attacked. Her eyes flickered around, until she saw Artorias. Jennifer stared at his hands as the blood faded away. Her eyes followed him as he stood up. " We won't be leaving anytime soon..." Tex muttered in response of his demand. She walked to the head of the group, Tex uncrossed her arms putting one of her hands on the hilt of her sword. "Killing one of us would not help any of your problems, same goes for us , killing you wouldn't help me or my team." Jennifer said calmly.
—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
ù؛ ُ¾؛ ٍَ ےé∂؛ ٍي؛ى ℓéê؛ ٌَçé؛¾
`•» »-(¯`v´¯)-»
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 8:58 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 7:38 pm
Emilia Melchiott
What is Life?
Emilia rolled her eyes. "Mari..." she said and walked up to the knight for a bit. "Excuse me... But what happened here?" she asked and stopped when she was a couple feet away from him.
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The American Dr Pan Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 11:03 am
Commander Jin Hayato
Paragon Valley Military Forces
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A message suddenly popped up on Tex's wrist-mounted communicator, which had been completely neglected of any messages for days now. Because she was away from her team, she would never receive any messages. This meant that someone from her team was in Avalon. The message read:
Sergeant Jennifer Tex, a mission in The Moving City went wrong, and many of our comrades were killed. I have been sent by central command to brief you on your next mission. Meet me back in the city as soon as you can.
From: Cmdr Jin Hayato.
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"Commander Jin Hayato, Paragon Valley Military. I'm here for the interests of my people." Susanooh
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 11:16 am
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Jennifer Tex
Briggs
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☼♣ ♥ ♦•۰•●○●ஐﻬ ▪♦ ◊ ◦♫ ♪ ♪ღˇ √ « » ♂♀ ◦؛°×°؛◦
´¯`•»؛طط؛ّ؛¤ّ,¸¸,؛؛¤ّّ؛ﷲﷲ°؛¤ّ,¸¸ ´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ×؛°”ک`”°؛×»- ஆ
âل¢ê éç ىَ ùَےℓ∂ ٍي؛ے؛ ù؛ے؛ ٌ؛ٌَℓ؛.
☺ ☻ ☼ ♠ ♣ ♥ ♦ ♪ ♫ ░ ▒ ▓ ▀ ▄ ■ □ ▪ ◦ ₴ ۱ ۲ ۳ ۴ ۵ ۶ ۷ ۸ ۹ ۞ The Sergeant continued to glare at the lifeless knight. She then heard Mari, Jennifer turned around and narrowed her eyes at the girl. She began to say something to her, until she was interrupted by her communicator. The screen lit up in a bright holographic blue. As she received the Commander's message, the first thing that appeared was the senders I.D. Her jaw tightened as she saw him, she hadn't seen him in quite a long time, not after their falling out. It was a long unnecessary story that ended with a fight. Something was keeping her from simply turning the communicator off and continuing her business. Tex's eyes moved quickly from left to right as she read his message. Her eyes widened and narrowed again. Jennifer turned around and left for the city
(Exit to Avalon City)
—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
ù؛ ُ¾؛ ٍَ ےé∂؛ ٍي؛ى ℓéê؛ ٌَçé؛¾
`•» »-(¯`v´¯)-»
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 5:09 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬♦ Ⱥrtorias♦▬▬▬▬▬▬
"I want to live, for I want to be like you" ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♦▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
His eyes became almost black with anger when Jennifer spoke. Biting his lip he grabbed Noveria blade. Atlas, such a beautiful blade. He admired Noveria, Sigmund by some, his ambitions were true. Even as a homunculi he felt the pride and honor from the man--he wasn't going to let these people desecrate his final battle spot.
He looked towards Emilia "A battle took place here, a battle ground you are now disrespecting with your carelessness. If you are looking for Noveria--he is dead...I slew him. My sword brought the man down." He answered Emilia's question with a sense of remorse and bittersweet pride.
His eyes became dark pupils. Mari had did the equal to slapping Artorias to the face with his own sword. He stomped forward, a loud echo of voices and grunts came forth from him only to be silence by a scream
"How dare you descrate a man's grave..You sully a memory, vile wench!" He drew his sword and Noveria's blade forth. His teeth began to grind
"Leave that seat! That is no for the likes of you!" He gave a final warning
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The Lifeless Knight
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 6:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 6:59 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬♦ Ⱥrtorias♦▬▬▬▬▬▬
"I want to live, for I want to be like you" ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♦▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
A rage began to consume him. It seemed reality began to breakdown around him...A paradox's will. Her crying only made him more enraged--never to understand human emotions like them made him unknown to her scared
As the Sprite reared it's head it only infuriated him more. "You have no right to sit there!" His body became more feral like, similar to that of Noveria's last moments. He grabbed his sword and swung it near Mari's neck. It glimmer almost hailed death to it's beckon. His teeth were bared as he spoke.
"Leave that seat now! I dare not speak a second time!!" His canine teeth like razor sharp cutlery stuck forth from his jaws. The ground, as if with a will of it's own, began to pull everything down....a pulse was the prelude to this...everything near Artorias became attracted near the ground....
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The Lifeless Knight
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 7:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 8:42 pm
Emilia Melchiott
What is Life?
"Is that so?" Emilia asked as she looked at the ground of the slain king. She then turned her head upwards towards the knight. "The ******** is wrong with you?" Emilia shouted as she drew her sword. This guy was clearly unstable. She growled when Mari left. "I don't care what you are... Who you are... Where you came from, or you life style. I don't. But I'm going to tell you this... The next time you draw your blade to a child's neck, no questions asked, I will stick this sword down your throat. Farewell, hope we don't meet again."
*Exit*
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 7:34 pm
¤—━━━━━━━━━
ΛɌȾϴɌIΛȘ
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"What good is will if I'm only destined to guard over the weak?" ₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪
Artorias slowly began to lose his sanity, closer to a insanity he left to fend off his desire for duty, honor, and battle. He now wanders out of the throne room looking for challengers and to watch over this kingdom for it's aggressors--not because of choice, he has none...because he was made to be this way
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₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ The Tragic Homunculi Hero and Protector
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