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 Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 12:27 pm
arrow Outside Greeting one in his or her approach is an immense stone construct reminiscent of the Roman Colosseum that surfaced somewhere in the fields to the west of Barton. The colosseum is surrounded by an open gravel lot for parking and comfortable approach, and then by open fields and a small forest beyond that. A dusty dirt road leads to the lot from the south and bends at a certain point to run east toward Barton. If the stadium is too much at the moment, feel free to lounge outdoors.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 1:17 pm
*walks out* so which way is it to a graveyard
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:01 pm
Yumi had been lurking around the stadium for awhile trying to figure out if she should join or not.
Her back pressed against the tree and her red eyes followed her pen as she wrote. She had been working on this story for months on end, but couldn't figure out how she wanted it to end. "This is useles..." She said to no-one. She set the notebook and pen down then closed her eyes. Her head leaned back and rested on the tree. I want to join, but I can't lose.. I'll feel foolish in front of so many people... Yumi let out a soft sigh then her eyes wandered around for people. "No one..." Her eyes looked down at the ground and her hand pressed against the grass. A plant started to grow and she smiled at how well she was doing. It finally bloomed into a lovely blue rose.
Yumi used her nail and cut it and placed it in her deep violet hair. "I'm getting better...." She mused aloud still smiling. Her eyes faded into a soft pink hue. I have to.. I have to at least try! She though determination showing in her eyes now.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:14 pm
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE'S BEEN A PROBLEM!???!!"
Julius Benedict would storm outside of the coliseumb, cellphone in hand, holding it up to his right ear. On the other end would be his business partner of sorts. He had trusted him in fixing up his machine in time for the tournament...and yet, there's been a delay. "So...the device isn't working properly?...No it's not my problem! It was your research!...Ugh, just get it ready! It has to arrive here as soon as you're done!"
He would quickly shut off his phone and then pocket it. "Blast that idiot...always screwing up my plans..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 12:22 am
A man clad in green and grey could be seen walking about outside the stadium, none other than the esteemed Temporal Overseer of Genesis, Tacitus "The Fated" Nusradai. He walked about calmly, rose petals dancing about in his wake as a sort of visual representation of his influence upon the fabric of space and time around him. Every so often he would seem to shift back and take a few steps again as if someone had hit the rewind button. His path would take him near the man that had spoken of a graveyard, if he still remained. If not, then merely where he had been, seeking him out, a firm believer in all his days that none should tresspass in the lands of the slumbering dead, much less raise them. Even if such foul necromancy was not his goal, he would still have no place among the restful dead.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 11:54 am
*starts walking to the forest*
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:29 pm
Akako made her way outside while replacing the cloth on her face. She started to stretch almost immediately. Her legs split and she fell to the ground but it seemed to not hurt her. Her body bent over to the left and she stretched out her limber body. She did the same to the other side then stretched her arms out before getting into pushup position. Her arms bent and her nose touched the ground and her arms pushed back up with ease. Akako was moving pretty quickly but she was getting very good reps in.
The nerve of some men.. just ugh! I'm not easily won over... I will never be like that. Her thoughts made her frown beneath the cloth and her arms did push-ups faster the rage fueling her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:48 pm
Akako hadn't realized it but a barrier of black fire had surrounded her. Her repitions were getting faster and the fire around her was licking the air dangerously. Her eyes were black and her pendant glowed. That was when she realized something bad was happening. She was losing control of it. Damn it! She stood and pulled off the pendant. Two black wings appeared and Akako's eyes were hollow and empty. Fire surrounded her clentched fists and then she went back to normal.
Ok.. that's bad.. I need to get the other pendant.. it won't keep her in anymore and.. s**t.. dangerous.. Akako thought about the day Reaper showed up and she lost all control and almost killed him then sighed. "This is really bad..." She sat down in the charred grass then fell back looking at the sky. Her eyes softened and a soft sigh slipped its way through her lips. "It's beautiful...."
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:53 pm
Akako Shiko Akako hadn't realized it but a barrier of black fire had surrounded her. Her repitions were getting faster and the fire around her was licking the air dangerously. Her eyes were black and her pendant glowed. That was when she realized something bad was happening. She was losing control of it. Damn it! She stood and pulled off the pendant. Two black wings appeared and Akako's eyes were hollow and empty. Fire surrounded her clentched fists and then she went back to normal.
Ok.. that's bad.. I need to get the other pendant.. it won't keep her in anymore and.. s**t.. dangerous.. Akako thought about the day Reaper showed up and she lost all control and almost killed him then sighed. "This is really bad..." She sat down in the charred grass then fell back looking at the sky. Her eyes softened and a soft sigh slipped its way through her lips. "It's beautiful...." Something stood on the edge of the stadium's wall, if it would move anymore, it would certainly fall. That something fired something into some air, covering all with smog.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 3:00 pm
Akako frowned and her eyes looked over to the stadium's wall. She lifted a brow then rolled onto her side closing her eyes. "What the hell is wrong with men today?..." Her voice was annoyed and tense. Akako's breathing grew shallow as if she was trying to sleep and her legs curled up closer to her chest. She seemed so innocent and looked like a child almost.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 3:02 pm
Akako Shiko Akako frowned and her eyes looked over to the stadium's wall. She lifted a brow then rolled onto her side closing her eyes. "What the hell is wrong with men today?..." Her voice was annoyed and tense. Akako's breathing grew shallow as if she was trying to sleep and her legs curled up closer to her chest. She seemed so innocent and looked like a child almost. The something fired a rocket at her!
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 3:06 pm
Akako heard the sound of something cutting air and she was up in a heart beat and had dogded. "The hell?!" Akako looked up. "WHY ARE YOU ATTACKING ME BEFORE THE MATCHES!!!" She yelled now pissed off. "GOD DAMN ALL OF YOU MEN!!!" She then walked back towards the arena.. she was going back to the restraunt with the guys that weren't trying to kill her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 3:08 pm
Bwahaha! One of the table sets had come to life and unwrapped itself! With a snap of magical weaving, two sharp steak knifes bulleted towards her, locked on her deliciously hidden demonic aura!
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 3:16 pm
crzycziri Bwahaha! One of the table sets had come to life and unwrapped itself! With a snap of magical weaving, two sharp steak knifes bulleted towards her, locked on her deliciously hidden demonic aura! Akako turned on her heal and dodged both of them. A low growl came from her throat as she unsheathed her katana. "God damn it.. why the hell is this happening!?" She glared hard at the knives then her left hand came up and ripped the pendant away. She shifted into her fallen form and fire whipped around her body and wings .
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