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 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 5:06 pm
A tribute to soldiers and warriors who have fallen in the midst of battle.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 6:16 pm
On one of the headstones of an unknown soldier laid flat on her back was Liz Neylon, to most of the world she preferred her professional name though, Swift Shift. She was in the middle of a conversation but with whom? "...You know I'm not going to be down there for a while, so why do you keep asking me?"
"Persistence child....I'd hoped that you would change your mind and come willingly." a voice rang from seemingly no where.
"Oh fine, I'll be done for Christmas Uncle, just make sure not to break out the egg nog without me this year." she sat up on top of the grave.
"It was a celebration..." The voice replied, it was a deep and demonic voice of a male not too old either.
"Alright, I'll let you off the hook for now. Tell Aunty Persephone that i said hi, i know by now she's tending the gardens." she smiled.
"Will do." replied the voice before the conversation ended. Liz was staring face to face with death himself.
"You want it now or will you wait until you actually have to give me a ferry ride?"
the cloaked man started laughing a little. "You were always the one who i can trust to give me a good joke."
she smirked and stuck her hand down into her pocket pulling out two darmac coins handing them to the cloaked figure. He reached out his boney hands that seemed to be rotting and clenched the coins as soon as they were dropped into his grasp. "Always a pleasure Charon." she replied. As she hopped off the tombstone and started to walk off.
"Darlin', you need to tell me some of your trade secrets." he laughed as he put the coins into his cloak as well as a television screen that was encrusted with skeleton hands, and two different colored eyes that were a little dilated.
She shook her head and smiled, then waved goodbye, and just as she did, he disappeared into a blood red mist. She got to the curb of the drive when she looked around to see if any cars were around. Of course there weren't, this was a grave sight hovering in the clouds. She lept off into a free fall, passing through many clouds and a flock of geese. He saw the water coming up fast, but she didn't have a chute. so she stopped herself right before she made contact with the water using her momentum killer power. She gently touched the surface of the water as if it were solid ground. Then took off into the air and then in a sound that can only be described as a sonic boom, she was off to New york to find her next client.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:55 pm
The Concorde suddenly landed. Tradegy walked out, but suddenly he saw the headstone of his Granddad.
"Richard Lifard- The Brain-Freeze..Gone" Tradegy looked on. Suddenly he heard the Concorde going off. He hopped on and flew off.
{Exit to Daily Bugle}
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 4:47 pm
The graveyard was finally silent, not a creature stirred throughout the entire sight. Z-bomb made her move, picking up her shovel and digging up all the graves she could, finding treasures beyond compare. Not gold or jewels but corpses. "Waste not want not." she said as she brought the bodies to life.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 4:56 pm
There were sixteen at least, she didn't really keep track. But it was time to find more. So she headed to the highest death rate city in the united states. New york. [exit manhattan]
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