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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 9:32 pm
This is where The Ruinous members meet, get assignments, and whatnot. Your assignments will be posted in their own thread.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 10:36 pm
Strider sighed and walked through the Commons, headed for the fridge across the way. There were several Mountain Dews left, and he wanted one before Casper got to them.
Casper wiped some sweat off her forehead. One more time, just one more! she thought desperately, playing with the knife blade in her fingers. "One, two, three!" she counted out loud, throwing the knife with a simple flick of her wrist. It...almost hit the bullseye but bounce off. "Come on!" she yelled in frustration.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 11:12 pm
Julie had used some of her magical powders and created an illusion of herself, making her look like a member of the ruinous. She still had her protection talisman on, just in case her mission didn't work. She strode into the Commons.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 11:25 pm
Strider, in the middle of his search for Mountain Dew, looked up. The magic around the person was strong. Damn, another of those stupid witches joined. "Hello," he said blandly, trying to at least be civil.
Casper got up and tried again to hit the bullseye, this time making it. Two more, two more. Casper envisioned Strider drinking all the rest of the regular Mountain Dews and closed her eyes. With a cocky smile, she threw two knives, one from each hand. Opening her eyes, she saw three knives clustered in the bullseye. "Yes!" she screamed.
Strider winced as he heard Casper's excited yell from outside.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 11:31 pm
Julie looked in Strider's direction. "Hello." She answered him. She went over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. She drank it quickly, needing a lot of energy and hydration to keep up her magic.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 11:42 pm
Strider rolled his eyes. All the Witches and Warlocks were big on healthiness and stuff.
Casper threw all her stuff in her bag. "To take or not to take," she joked with herself. "Take." She slung the back over her sweaty shoulder and ran up to the commons, barreling past Strider into the fridge. "Mountain Dew!" she sighed, cracking a can open.
Strider wrinkled his nose at Casper and shook his head. "Don't drink all of them." "I could say the same thing to you!" she cried. "Whatever," he said apathetically.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 11:46 pm
Julie looked at Casper and Stride with a pang of envy. She had never had a real family. "So," she said to the two, "Just out of curiosity, why are we fighting?" She asked. It was a dangerous question, but if she was to complete her mission, danger would have to be the norm.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 11:55 pm
"Fighting about what?" Strider said blandly. Casper finally got around to shutting the fridge and he watched out of the corner of his eye as she moved away. She jumped over the back of one of the couches and flipped on a TV. Typical, not a care in the world.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:20 pm
Julie scrunched up her brow. "Then why are we a group? Why is there a Ruinous?" she asked.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:25 pm
"That fight!" Casper yelled looking up. "It's 'cause no one gets along. At least here, we get respect."
Strider shook his head at his younger sister.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:28 pm
"oh." Julie said. She felt really awkward.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:43 pm
Strider nodded and went to the couch and sat beside Casper.
Casper, drinking her Mountain Dew, looked over at the new girl.
"So what's your name?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:44 pm
"Julie." Julie said. She smiled sweetly.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:52 pm
Casper smiled back.
"I'm Casper. And that's Strider, also known as Strider the Slayer," she finished in a scary tone.
Strider shoved Casper's arm. Shut up! he willed her.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 7:51 pm
Zhen had picked the lock on the front door with one of his needles. He quietly crept down the corridor as he tried to find out where everyone was. This mission sucks im not ment for this kind of work.
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