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AnAllAmericanHomicide Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 10:07 am
A large area of broken cars, rotting wood, and dead animals. Home sweet home.
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 7:21 pm
Syphax walked through the rotting mess, his nose not offended by the smell anymore. He fideled with a bead, woven into his hair as he walked. It felt strange, not having the tear around his neck. But he felt free, the great pain lifted from his back. All the tears he had ever cried were gone. He was free.
He came to the hovel where he lived. It was made out of a hole in the junk-yard, with support beems of old telephone poles and metal beems. Over the door, which was a simple hide hung over the enterence, was his symbol. His family had always kept a symbol and coat of arms for each of it's members, he remembered. His symbol was a cut-throat razor, with a black snake curling around it. He smiled as he ran his hand over the numerous paintings on his doorway, red and blue designs dancing acroos the beems. They were Greek letters he remembered, but had forgotton what they meant.
He ducked inside, his pale face off-setting the surprisingly warm atmosphere of the room. It was large. Simple, but large. He confidently strided over to a broken cabnet, and pulled out a pipe. He was soon leaning against a wall, happily puffing away. At rest. At peace.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:17 pm
Syphax took the pipe out of his mouth and smiled, looking at it. The grain of the wood stood out, clearly visible. He tilted his head back, and sighed. The pipe had no hole, with which one might smoke. It was an insense burner, made to be held and used like a pipe. He had made it himself, and felt calmed by that. He could still work with wood.
After a few minuets, he stood up, stretching his boney limbs. He put out the 'pipe,' by licking his fingers and pinching the smoldering substance. He trodd to the cabinet, and slid open the drawer. He set the 'pipe' gently down in it's place, and began to close the drawer, but stopped. He had noticed a few snipets of photo's he had taken before it all started. Or at least, he thought that's what they were. It showed him and Akari, their arms over eachothers shoulders. They were smiling and laughing. He held it tenderly, and whispered her name.
Syphax dropped the picture and slammed the drawer shut. He vowed not to admt defeat, but was he already defeated? He sat on his bed, a pile of cloth and furs, to think.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:41 pm
Miya creeped around the junkyard, hoping over old cars and and armoirs, bathtubs and such.
The familiar smell nearly covered up the distinct vampire scent.
She could easily pick it out, having grown accustomed to it.
She strode easily over piles of rotting trash and dangerous pikes of metal.
She swung around a large beam, and came across a little hide out.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:46 pm
Syphax looked up. Someone else was here. Cautiuosly he rose to his feet. He sniffed the air, trying to decifer the smell, but it was too faint. He prepared himself.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:49 pm
{{ Welcome to the guild Demonic. =3
And come on you guys! Describe the pulsing of your heart when you're scared, the environment around you! Let's aim for at least 3 lines per post please? Thank you! }}
Miya considered the consequences of confronting this hiding vampire.
However, deep-thought is not one of her attributes and she often just jumps into situations head-first.
She called into the hole.
"Helloooooooo? I know you're in there you blood sucking leech. JUST KIDDING! Just kidding. I'm not a slayer. I come in peace. Promise."
She laughed at her own eccentricity, and walked into the place.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:49 pm
Meko was very Cautiuos she had this feeling people were around.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:52 pm
{{ Demonic little sweetheart, people will read your posts, there isn't a need to repeat yourself =3 I love your descriptions, I think you have a lot of potential, but we need some longer posts! Jump into it! Assume you see someone or you hear my character. Get creative :3
In the meantime I'm going to delete the post you had before, since it was basically the same thing as the one you posted in purple. }}
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:53 pm
Kimahara {{ Demonic little sweetheart, people will read your posts, there isn't a need to repeat yourself =3 I love your descriptions, I think you have a lot of potential, but we need some longer posts! Jump into it! Assume you see someone or you hear my character. Get creative :3
In the meantime I'm going to delete the post you had before, since it was basically the same thing as the one you posted in purple. }} (( Ok thans for the advice.))
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:55 pm
DemonicLittleSweetHeart Kimahara {{ Demonic little sweetheart, people will read your posts, there isn't a need to repeat yourself =3 I love your descriptions, I think you have a lot of potential, but we need some longer posts! Jump into it! Assume you see someone or you hear my character. Get creative :3
In the meantime I'm going to delete the post you had before, since it was basically the same thing as the one you posted in purple. }} (( Ok thans for the advice.)) {{No problem at all =3 I'm just trying my best to be able to help everyone be the best RPers they can be! I really mean it when I say I think you can be really good. Your sister told me you're new to the whole idea, so I figured some advice might be taken the right way. Now lets get back to RPing =D}}
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:56 pm
Sitrel walked up to the gates of the junkyard, the familliar smell of decay and rot filled his nostrils, he tried ot open the gate but it was locked, he frowned in dissapointment and lifted his leg, "sorry," he kicked down the gate with his leg, making a huge noise. he walked into the junkyard.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:58 pm
Meko hid behined a pile of cars after hearing the giant bang. I wonder what that was
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 3:01 pm
Sitrel waked into the junkyard, "Yo, Anyone around?" he shouted out, It's hunting time, he thought to himself.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 3:03 pm
"I know that voice." She jumps up. "Hi"
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