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 Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 4:52 pm
A giant desert stands before you. Sands rush past and get picked up by passing winds.
Off in the distance, a large stone wall housing a city can be seen, it is the only city for miles and miles, so do not forget where it is!
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 6:57 pm
Asylum staggered through the ankle-deep sand, arms hanging limply at his sides and guns being held onto loosely by slender, blood-stained hands. His trench coat was only half on--one arm was in the sleeve and the other wasn't, allowing the rest of the coat to trail lazily behind him. His amethyst eyes were fixed in front of him on the ground, clouded over with exhaust. His mouth and throat were burning as he desperately searched for water. He stopped walking as a gust of hot air came rushing at him, holding up and arm to his face to avoid any sand in his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 8:17 pm
James crawled on all fours through the desert. The world around him looked fuzzy; he couldn't feel very many vibrations due to the shifty sand. He had a full canteen at his side, shaking with every movement he made. He rubbed his hands over the sand, feeling the slight weight of someone. He widened his eyes before grunting and covering them as the same hot air that consumed Asylum. He shook sand out of his hair when it blew past him and looked up, trying to find the body. "Hello?" He called softly.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 11:19 pm
Asylum's eyes darted to the side at the faint sound of another's voice, his hearing immediately fixing on the direction it came from. He straightened up, his stiff shoulders tensing back as he looked around. He inhaled deeply through his nose and exhaled slowly, coughing as sand got in his throat, but picking up an incredibly faded, familiar scent. "James!" he called in a rough voice, immediately taken aback by how difficult it was to talk...it'd been days since the last time he spoke, especially to another person. He began wandering in a direction, looking around and squinting from sand and the sun. "James!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 12:18 am
James perked up at Asylum's voice. He stood up shakily, trying to keep his footing in the loose sand. He walked forward and opened his eyes wide, trying to find his color amongst the black. "Asylum...?" He called, his normally quiet voice rising slightly to be heard.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 12:41 am
Asylum slowly got faster and faster until he was running, keeping an even pace so he wouldn't get his feet caught in the sand. He kept on, pushing himself forward and panting dryly, until at last he saw James in the sand, his dark clothing sticking out against the white sand. "James!!" he yelled excitedly, staggering forward to his friend. "Bat!! Why the hell are you doing out here?!" He put James's arm gently around his neck to support him and chuckled weakly, beginning to stumble forward in a random direction. "Come on, buddy...let's get you out of the heat."
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 2:19 am
James looked taken aback as Asylum suddenly set things into motion for him. He walked along with Asylum, relatively unsure of where they were. "Er... Asylum?" He asked, reaching for his full cantine. "I'm glad you're excited to see me and I'm touched that you're worried for my safety, but I'm a little more concerned about you right now," He said, pulling the cantine up. "I have water in here, and I'll let you have some of it if you promise not to drink all of it. You don't sound too good and your body weight is lighter than usual, and it's not the sand."
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 10:55 pm
"Nah, I'm fine," Asylum replied simply. "You have the majority of it. You're smaller than I am." He looked down at James, throwing his headback to get his stringy white hair out of his eyes. "What are you doing way out here? This place is horrible and I can see...I can imagine it must be awful to you."
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 12:12 am
James shrugged. "It's just impairing. I mean, other than the fact that you look like you're all fuzzy, it's just fine." He replied. "What are YOU doing out here?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 5:19 pm
"Uh...I think I cheated in a gamble, to be honest. Pool sharks are nasty people, dumping people out in deserts when they allow themselves to be stupid enough to be cheated out of a couple of bucks," Asylum replied, shrugging also, but stopping once he realized it interfered with his supporting James. "I was too smashed to care."
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:56 pm
James said nothing, but nodded as if he understood. Honestly, he had never even thought about gambling, not to mention that he could probably tell when the game was rigged. He smiled at the thought of himself winning millions because he knew better. "Smashed, huh?" He asked, only knowing the partial meaning of the word.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 9:33 pm
Asylum squinted as a gust of hot wind blew past him, making the half of his coat that was actually being worn whip around his feet. He coughed for a moment, then cleared his throat and continued on with the conversation. "You know, smashed. Wasted. Drunk out of my bloody mind." He raised his other free hand and tapped his head with the tip of his pistol. "You're a good kid...do me a favor and don't drink, alright?" he said in a fatherly voice, sounding genuine.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 9:19 am
A plume of dust followed Jetsaw and his rider as he rode through the desert. His coat and face wrap flapped in the hot wind as he blitz through the sand, hovering around looking for treasures hopefully brushed up by the sandy winds.
"Blasted winds... hey." He noticed two figures off in the distance.
"Statues?" He turned the bike into the winds and rode over to the two, nearly half a mile away.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:15 pm
"Don't drink, got it," James nodded once with a look on his face that said, 'Yeah, dad. I gotcha.' He rolled his eyes and smiled softly. He straightened up and squinted in the mixture of sandy winds and the sun. "Is something coming...?" He asked, pointing in Jet's direction. "Is it an animal or something? Like a hippo. A big, furry... Hippo."
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:23 pm
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