Vincent van Helsing
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Red Infinity Monster Hunter
When things go bump in the night, I'm the one who has to bump back.
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Post by Vincent van Helsing on May 18, 2004 3:11:53 GMT -5
Vincent shrugs, "Hell if I know." He taps the side of his head, "Don't remember a thing. Something happened to my memory. Not sure how I got to be doing this."
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Post by Mr. Futsu on May 18, 2004 3:13:48 GMT -5
I brush my hand across her cheek, and nuzzle her nose. She said she loves me, words that were never said, but they feel so natural and right. "I love you too, Victoria." I kiss her palm.
"I'm drawn to you. You are the only thing that can keep me from my work."
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Post by Odinsova on May 18, 2004 3:17:01 GMT -5
"You don't remember a thing. That's peculiar."
I look him over. He looks like his life has been rough. A lot rougher than my own. Despite his rugged and dreary looks, he seems like a good man, and an honest man.
"I get the sense that maybe it is better that you do not know your past. Sometimes ignorance is bliss."
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Post by Kaieka on May 18, 2004 3:18:37 GMT -5
I roll over on the bed. I feel sick.
"Gonna puke... please get bucket...... Urhh..."
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Post by Victoria on May 18, 2004 3:23:04 GMT -5
"You are the thing that keeps me from breaking apart from the pressure of life. That one good thing that makes all the bad things not so bad." My heart feels heavy with love and with sadness. My eyes are a little teary. He is all that I have. I have no one close to me. No one cares. Life is just work and doing.
Doing.
Socrates said to Do is to Be...that was him, wasn't it. I have done a lot, and through that I was still nothing.
I look at my own cat Socrates who is on my bed.
I press my lips against him urgently.
"God, you even made my cat come back..."
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Post by Grove on May 18, 2004 3:25:16 GMT -5
Grove tences up, feeling Roane's soft lips brushing against his neck. He may be made of stone, but he can still feel. It makes him want to do something, though he does not know what. What is this? Mother never told me about this feeling... Grove is as still as a rock... "Uhh... Well. Shall we then?" Grove slides his hand down her arm lightly, the purifying feeling running through her body. He was completely nervous, not knowing what to do...
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Post by Odinsova on May 18, 2004 3:28:37 GMT -5
I get Kaieka a bucket to spew into.
"It's times like these, i love this job..." I say sarcasticly.
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Post by Mr. Futsu on May 18, 2004 3:35:01 GMT -5
I wrap my arms around her, and cling. I close my eyes, and rest my head on her chest. "I could call I disagreeistant and tell him to cover for me tommorow. I never take sick days, I have one coming."
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Post by Victoria on May 18, 2004 3:38:59 GMT -5
"I would like that...a lot..." I smile and run my long black polished nails up his chest.
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Post by Lady Violet on May 18, 2004 3:41:47 GMT -5
I call Mr. Futsu on his cell phone.
"Mr. Futsu, I need you in Beijing right away. I have a party function tonight and need you to attend with me..."
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Post by Mr. Futsu on May 18, 2004 3:50:53 GMT -5
My cell phone shatters the mood of the room, it's Lady Violet.
"Would you consider your position on this as being inflexible, my Lady?"
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Post by Desire on May 18, 2004 3:54:08 GMT -5
i sit in a bar waiting for something to do. i really need a mission. earlier i some some drunken vampire leave with a elf. she was making a scene. she has lost her sense of pride in her herritage. i se an old drunken man oogling me. what are you staring at? i walk up to him and strangle him, then leave the bar.
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Post by Sephos on May 18, 2004 3:56:02 GMT -5
The funeral hasn't started yet. I decide to go stand outside for awhile. Since I don't have any cigarettes left, I am feeling a little out of sorts. Maybe a breath of fresh air would do me good.
I walk out past the onlookers and stand outside the door. Fresh air is nothing like menthol capris... too bad.
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Post by Lady Violet on May 18, 2004 3:57:22 GMT -5
"Mr. Futsu, what is more important than your duty to the party?"
I wonder where he has been and what he is up to.
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Post by Victoria on May 18, 2004 4:01:31 GMT -5
As soon as I hear Lady V's voice on teh other end of the phone I know my fun with Futsu is over. I sit on my bed and pout. Hmmph. What's with her and always working?
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