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Post by Kaieka on Jun 21, 2004 12:03:54 GMT -5
I watch the conversation transpire between the long lost father and son pair. I will just stand back and not interrupt, since I believe that it would be rude, as well as awkward, to do so. I now can see why something seemed so familiar about Kakashi. It is something about the eyes. Illiden has his father's eyes, although not red like his... but the similarity is apparent. Illiden's father looks to be not much older than Illiden himself at this point. Elven looks can be tricky, since they live for so long, but I can tell that they are about the same age. That is what happens when son comes back from the future and meets father, I suppose.#nosmileys
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Post by Brady on Jun 21, 2004 13:34:06 GMT -5
It's a long walk but I finally make it to the store. A skinny old guy with glasses runs the store. The only thing they have in the store, is food, wood, nails, screws, and different color paint.
Where am I going to get metal? This base is going to be made of wood I guess.
I buy a couple hundred planks of wood, and a thousand nails.
Hmmm, I wonder what color I should get... I think, as my mind goes through the colors of paint again.
I take out my cellphone and I call Usha. She answers.
What color paint should I get for the base?
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Post by Ridthingy on Jun 21, 2004 14:18:25 GMT -5
Ridthingy stared at the woman in front of him.
She offered a shirt in one hand and held a whip in the other. Seemed as if she was looking for trouble at the same time she was trying to clothe him.
He slowly pulled out his blade, prepared for what she planned.
She knew his name, or at least his last name. That was definatley not a good sign at all. She probably was a bounty hunter working for Red Infinity.
Not like it mattered. She had a whip and he had a blade. Should worse come to worse he could cut the leather as she tried to attack, rendering her weapon useless. If he missed, though he rarely did, he would bleed.
Again, not like it mattered. The whip was a less uuseful weapon, and this seemed to be a weaker opponent, supposing she had no magical powers he had to deal with.
This entire mental struggle went through Ridthingy's mind in mere moments.
He stared at her with his blade out, prepared to disable her should the need arise. He didn't kill women.
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Post by Chastity on Jun 21, 2004 14:37:56 GMT -5
"They are sad times indeed where violence is needed to bring peace."
We walk outside of the building, the air is warm.
"Where do you think we should begin looking?"
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Post by Patrick on Jun 21, 2004 15:47:34 GMT -5
Patrick looked at Paradox and Tabby as they walked off in seperate directions.
"Hey you two, where are you going?" he yelled out, hopefully they would both hear him.
Tabby was still in sight, but Paradox had disappeared into the woods. It was a shame, he was really interested in getting to know his brother better. And introduce Janele to him.
"Tabby," he called out, waiting for Paradox to return if he decided to, "come on back!" He wanted so badly to introduce Janele to his friends.
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Post by Illidan on Jun 21, 2004 16:23:06 GMT -5
"I will continue to work then, looking for answers. That is all I can do for now." Illidan remembers the mission that his master gave to him. He knows he must leave soon. "I have a mission, but you can come along for a while if you like, Kaieka."
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Post by Keitoleinen on Jun 21, 2004 16:29:13 GMT -5
Keitoleinen returns from his walk and sees Tara outside of his office. He walks over to her and sits down next to her. "Are you looking for a mission? Sorry, as of late the rebels have been so utterly crushed that there are few missions. " He shrugs. "Unless you want to do me an errand and check up on Celeste. I want to know that she is still okay." Keitoleinen can't believe he just said that, but he decides not to correct himself.
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Post by Hope98 on Jun 21, 2004 16:39:19 GMT -5
"I wish you would all go away. There is nothing I can do for you or for the world."
Yes, I have been concious, but lacked the desire to be awake. There is just to much pain. I see that Calithin is here, but I do not care to look at him, considering that I am a machine and all of my emotions are just programed. In all of my "existance" I have never felt this low.
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Post by Irvine Kinneas on Jun 21, 2004 16:41:55 GMT -5
I quickly install the wallpaper into the empty room, then I put the bed in. Lastly, I set the stuffed dollar onto the bed with dollar sign sheets and dollar bill comforter. I sit on the couch.
I wonder what I should do now. Maybe I should think of more palindromes to entertain Paradox. He sure does like them.
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Post by Kaschei on Jun 21, 2004 16:44:19 GMT -5
Kaschei reads his spell book but feels a little bored. He goes to Machiavelli's room. "Let's go for a flight my friend, I am bored cooped up in my study."
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Post by Ukko on Jun 21, 2004 16:51:19 GMT -5
Ukko walks to Lin-Sat's office. He is in his old man form and wearing an upleasant expression. "It has come to my attention that somewhere on this planet is another Akujin who could potentially replace you, honourable Lin-Sat. I can not determine how he became so powerful, but I find this most disturbing."
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Post by Asher on Jun 21, 2004 16:51:40 GMT -5
Asher sees the blade come out.
"Oh come now...is that anyway to say hello?"
She wraps her whip around her waist and holds the shirt out with both hands. She will play coy until the time to strike is perfect.
"Its just a shirt. Something you would look good in...especially if it were ragged and hanging in tatters from your form."
She bites her lip and tilts her head her feline like blood lust behavior almost completely coming through.
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Post by Lady Violet on Jun 21, 2004 17:00:07 GMT -5
I am contacted by General Kolov so I telepathically respond.
Kolov, after the Tianenmen Square incident I am reluctant to take any other repressive measures. What do you suggest be done in France. If it is violent, mind you, you best go to Lin-Sat. I will not condone it.
I turn to Valmont.
"Thank you for your concern. I wish I could have visited longer, but I am demanded at HQ. I have to go. I will try to find the time to visit again. I do enjoy talking to you."
I teleport back to my office, a little disappointed. There is always so much work.
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Post by Machiavelli on Jun 21, 2004 17:01:51 GMT -5
Mac jumps out of his chair. He had been sitting in his leather pants with no shirt on and had been reading a book on Dragon magic.
He wanted to try and help figure out a way to appeaze his mistress Louhi. He above all others could feel her discontent. He only wished to make her happy. He knew of Kascheis plan to sacrifice a witch. Very ingenious.
"Yes my friend...let us abandon our toils and troubles and explore the majesty that awaits us in the clouds and azure skies."
He put a tank top on and walked out of the room.
"In other words a flight would be nice."
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Post by Kaschei on Jun 21, 2004 17:06:55 GMT -5
Kaschei walks outside with Machiavelli.
"Illidan and Sesharou will find us a sacrifice, so the goddess should be appeased. I wonder why she is angry in the first place."
Kaschei waits for Mac to transform, then climbs onto his back.
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