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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2014 12:24 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2014 4:31 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2014 9:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2014 10:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 8:55 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 11:20 pm
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"The Magic Man" ▶ ▷ ✙ ◁ ◀ Cato watched the "Raven" with interest. That silky hair fell lovey down the length of her back. His gloved finger tapped the cane. He was lost in his own mind. Floating but his feet still scraped against the ground. There was a devilish light in his eyes that remain concealed by the orange mess on his head. Yuki. The gentle princess. He began to wonder if her character fit the name. Then from his side came the voice of his teacher, he nodded, "Yes yes, to the desk then, he says," he self narrated with a wide smile. He took not only two steps, or was it three and a half? Then a girl walked through the door. Another dark-haired one. Bluebird, he thought. He smiled at her and when she decided to sit in the middle of the room, he watched her. Aw, he wanted that spot, he liked the middle it was always so... central. He did not frown but instead moved to sit right next to her left side. "Hello there! I'm Cato," he extended a gloved hand for a handshake as always since that's what people did, right? Hehe, it didn't matter!▷ ▶ ✙ ◀ ◁ "Knowing your future comes with a price. Are you sure you are able to pay?" Coffin Man
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2014 4:57 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2014 7:59 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2014 11:21 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 3:01 pm
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Vincent slowly made his way into the classroom. his footsteps light as a feather as he approached the back of the classroom, where he sat down in a desk near the back, where he normally preferred. he hated first days...finding the room number that matched his schedule was a pain in the a** for him. hopefully it would not count as a tardy due to the confusion. but at least he would know where to go. with that in mind, he crossed his tattooed arms together, leaned back in his seat and sighed. he closed his eyes and remembered that he had forgotten his back pack. after letting out a slightly frustrated sigh, he snapped his fingers, causing his violet eyes to glow a dark flame. beside his desk, a very small inferno which emitted nothing but an icy cold chill erupted. in an instant however, the flames disappeared, revealing his designer book bag. he then let a small grin appear on his lips, hiding the fact that he was in pain from his powers...oh well...should have been prepared for that I suppose... he thought to himself as the flames faded from his violet hues.
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