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 Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 7:37 am
The Park
A far from relaxing place, the park is where you can easily find gangs fighting one another. If you see children on the swings, they are usualy watching their older siblings fight with lost innocence. The government's gaurds have tried to secure it, but to no avail. This palce serves as more of a burial ground that the actual graveyard.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:41 am
Steven sat lonely in a tree, waiting for a fight, a killing, anything that might make things a little more interesting around this park. Boardom was his greatest enemy, and he was losing the battle...
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:06 pm
 ♤ ♦ ♧ Ⱥʄӭӿ ᾜɐѿҟ ♧ ♦ ♤
"Woof." Alex crouched by the water and scooped it up in his hands and washed the blood off of his face. He winced as the gash on his face stung, but it hurt more as it started closing. He never really like the feeling of it, but at least it was better then dealing with bandages. He looked down into the water and felt the side of his face feeling the ugly scar on the side of it. He winced at the touch slightly just how bad the knife wound had been. He stood up and shook his hands out before he stretched feeling popping up his body as he moved feeling his bones heal back together as well. Alex looked over his shoulder seeing Steven out of the corner of his eye. He stopped stretching and turned towards him watching him for a few seconds before he yawned again and walked down the edge of the pond a little bit before he laid down and absorbed the sun light happily from his red and black clothes.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 5:16 am
Steven laughed, seeing Alex in such a beat up state. It would have seemed cruel four years ago, but times had changed, "Dude, you looke like crap man." He teased, jumpping down from the tree limb he was standing on, "Some b***h do that to you? Pha!" He barely knew Alex from a few earlier engagments. Then again, it wasnt odd to see the same people over and over in this place...
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 6:17 am
♤ ♦ ♧ Ⱥʄӭӿ ᾜɐѿҟ ♧ ♦ ♤
"Woof." Alex opened his eyes up and looked at the man who stood above him and he smiled a little. "No, this would be a different one. I'll be fine after about fifteen minutes," he said calmly closing his eyes again nestling back down into the grass. The scar on his face started slowly disappearing as well as he just laid there soaking in the sun. "I actually got jumped this time. Different gang then normal. This place is going down and down and down the longer is stays up," he huffed opening his eyes back up.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 6:22 am
Steven sat beside Alex, the smirk melting away from his face, "Dont need to tell me. Seems like people are just making up reasons to fight nowadays. Cource, you know me, I love to watch anyways. Gives me something to do besides fail at killing the officials." The smile grew back, Steven's single greatest acomplisment was nearly crippling the president. His greatest failure was not killing him... "Bah... It wont be long now, I can feel it."
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 6:29 am
♤ ♦ ♧ Ⱥʄӭӿ ᾜɐѿҟ ♧ ♦ ♤
"Woof." "What else is there to do in a bubble where everyone knows what you do practically and everyone hates you?" he asked looking over at him shrugging. He yawned lightly and rubbed his eye with the palm of his hand careful of the sheaths on the back of his arm that held his blades on them. Sure, he didn't go around asking for fights, but it tends to happen apparently. "What do you mean though?" he asked him about his last statement before he yawned again and tucked his arm back behind his head.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 6:38 am
Steven laughed slightly, laying back on the grass, "Call it elvish instinct." He said in his way of purposefully saying nothing to annoy people, "I just feel it, things are about to change for the better... Mmm, mabie not. Things are going to chage." He streched out, suprised that the park was somehow so calm, "There is somehow still good in people, so there isnt anything to worry about."
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 6:47 am
♤ ♦ ♧ Ⱥʄӭӿ ᾜɐѿҟ ♧ ♦ ♤
"Woof." "Mmm. . . Is that what they still call it, 'good' people?" he asked back quietly seeing sad about it, but he whipped that from his immediately and just let out an annoyed sigh. "Good or not, I'm pretty damn sure that eventually we will get the hell out of here," he growled glaring up at the sky. He sat up and rested on his knee that he tucked up to his chin as he thought about how the hell they were going to be even close to pulling this off.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 7:28 am
Steven shrugged, standing up, "Im going shopping for money, you can stay here and sulk all you want." He said cheerfully, "Besides, we can survive forever in here... If they dont screw it all up for us." He left, heading to the main part of the city.
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LittleSilent Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 10:16 am
 Zarina entered the park with her no joke lips and blue eyes that could kill. She had a backpack filled with gizmos and gadgets, odds and ends. She made her way to a makeshift tent and dumped all her things in front of it. She sighed as she looked at the boys and turned her attention back on her gizmos. She brought out her screw driver and began to take them apart. She organized all the parts on a piece of large cloth. She got out a sketch pad and began to draw a picture for a small bomb. She sighed and ripped the paper out and started on a new one. "Come on, you can do this." She said to herself and began to draw more.
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 7:49 pm
Steven could recognize the girl immidiately, she looked like she didnt belong at all... He walked over, casualy, sitting down next to her in the grass. She was elvish, like him... Well nearly like him, "Hello there... Im a friend of Altair's."He said, realizing how creepy that sounded now.
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LittleSilent Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 8:05 pm
Zarina looked over at the elven boy. "Usually one starts with a name." She really didn't like talking to people. "Wheres your gun? I can tell you have one. Have any other old ones I can use? I'm Zarina." She continued to work on her drawing. "Do you have any black powder." It wasn't really a question, she knew he did. She began to grab her parts and slowly assemble them into a small circle, she brings out a round half shell. She slowly assembles some parts in the structure.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 4:17 am
Steven was a little shaken by her forwardness, "Im Steven..." He said, taking out his gun, "This is an old gun, so it would be hard to replace, so only take it if you absolutely need it." He bit his lip, woundring why she made his concious so guilty all of the sudden. He sighed slightly, knowing this wasnt even close to what he had planned before.
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LittleSilent Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 4:23 pm
Zarina looked over at him again, one raised eyebrow. "You seem to be very attached to that gun. Do you have any bullets to spare? I need gun powder for this... Contraption." She didn't trust him enough to tell him it was a bomb. She turned back to her contraption. She moved a small cog and hear a satisfying c***k. "Very nice, that is the sound of freedom." She had a small grin on her face, happy with the results she had gotten.
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