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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 7, 2004 20:26:05 GMT -5
"whats wrong? What happened?"
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Post by Haya-Ji "The Hamster" on Sept 7, 2004 20:28:01 GMT -5
(This revels part of Haya-Jis past...it is a bit interesting)
He stands in the corner. He watches and waits to be moved to the Berlin base. He keeps his eyes open and sees many faces he knows from the pictures he had been shown. He didn't know who showed them to him but he knew that someone had shown him black and white glossys of every LIF hunter. As if whomever showed him wanted him to find this organization. And had told him about them a little. But he had been so young he had not remembered what they had really said. But why he remembered nothing? All he remembered was Peter. He knew that he had to be near him at all costs. It felt engrained in his very bones. He looked at his hero and all of a sudden...
She saw him. She smiled a bit and ran her hands through her hair. She wondered what he thought about and what he did when he was alone. Thinking of Chastity no doubt. She looked away as he turned. He must have known someone watched him but when his gaze moved her eyes were on him again. She would make sure he was taken care of. She would make sure he was never alone again...
He shook his head. He couldn't afford to think like that. He had to maintain his cover. He couldn't let her come to light. He had to be Haya-ji...not...he couldn't even speak her name. If he did she might take control again. Haya and Ji were bad enough. And Haya was in control almost at all times anyway. But she...she if she was in control she would mess this all up. So he stood leaning against a wall watching Peter. Waiting for a sign of the move...
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Post by LuLu on Sept 7, 2004 20:28:47 GMT -5
I am in shock and can hardly speak. I look at him my eyes are blank. "I can't be found. I need to be left alone. I ......" I pass out.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 7, 2004 20:30:09 GMT -5
"So you had both Zero and Mischa over? And saved Mischa from dragons? That is really interesting. I am a horrible cook since I just don't have the patience for it." Bassarov replies.
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Post by David Lee on Sept 7, 2004 20:30:55 GMT -5
((im still ignoring it
Dark Relm - Everything goes dark and Ceph gains the ability to become any form he wants.
it does ssay anything about making a portal that can allow you to put your parts in differnt areas... and teleportation teleports your whole body, so you cant do that))
i growl and turn around, glancing and trying to pick up their scent. "d**n it.... ". i continual to sniff the air. even though their scent just got cut when they teleported, my sense of smell could pick their scent up even from 100 miles away. especially if there was lots of shadow's where they are.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 7, 2004 20:30:56 GMT -5
"Lulu, LULU!! Gosh, why today?"
I feal her head, and put a wet cloth on it. I lay her down in the bed, she doent look good. I sit there, waiting for her to wake up.
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Post by Cephrien on Sept 7, 2004 20:30:59 GMT -5
((oh well. i guess i didn't explain it good enough. DEAL WITH IT))
Ceph appeared infront of LuLu's body and picked her up.
He glared at the other guy. "Just leave her alone..." He muttered as he dissappeared with her.
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Post by Gregory: The Storm Raven on Sept 7, 2004 20:33:14 GMT -5
"Hum." Gregory takes a rag from the counter top, the only thing in the room not made of stone. He then removes his sheathed sword from his belt and sets it on the counter, drawing the sword, holding it in his right hand.
He takes the rag and begins to clean and polish the blade. Small figures and characters are worked into the metal of the blade. "How are you feeling NiLato? The change of energy sources can have strange effects on those who are unused to it."
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NiLato
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Angel of Hate
Stay by me while the sky is falling..
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Post by NiLato on Sept 7, 2004 20:37:31 GMT -5
"Well, i feel alittle weak and i'm unsure of how i feel really... you know i bet that's why i had that dream. Yeah, dreams mean nothing anyway." She says more to herself, then Geogory.
(( I'm going to bed really early tonight. Good-night.))
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Sept 7, 2004 20:38:06 GMT -5
I look at the base plans, and leave a check in on envelope on Bassarov's kitchen table.
"I should find the other capitalists, We should have our own movement and organize like other groups do
I put my jacket on and leave Bassarov's apartment
Lysander can be with Lulu. Maybe I can become...a great capitalist revolutionary. I can find my own purpose in the world
I walk off. Time to organize. Find Dinari and the others, and show the world that I am and always will be better than lulu
Even if Lysander doesn't think so.
I walk along the street and see Dinari and Steven Fox
Its time we get our asses in gear and organize the capitalists!! i shout at them
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Post by LuLu on Sept 7, 2004 20:39:24 GMT -5
I dream of when I was little....~*~flashback~*~
LuLu: Momma! Poppa!
*LuLu is 3 years old and she is running to her parents as they lay lifeless and unmoving*
LuLu: Momma! Poppa! Wake up!
*she begins crying*
LuLu: Momma! Poppa! Wake up please!
~*~flashback fades~*~
I don't wake up
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Post by Gregory: The Storm Raven on Sept 7, 2004 20:41:10 GMT -5
"Dreams are combinations of memory and subconcuse. Whatever beings see in their dreams is already in their heads in some form or another. Either a random gathering of given memories and feelings or a representation of a supressed and/or unconsuse desire or thought. Sometimes they mean nothing. Other times they are the enactment of one's wishes, even if they don't fully know what they want. Or so I have come to understand." Gregory rolls the sword in his hand, the blade flashing brightly as he returns it to it's sheath.
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Josh the Crash Master
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Hello Mr. Six-pack of Confidence, I'm glad to see you've already met, Ms. 12-oz. of Lonliness.
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Post by Josh the Crash Master on Sept 7, 2004 20:43:38 GMT -5
"Wow, I hear voices... hey, you look kind strange man, you feelin okay?" He says, just now noticing Antero.
"Hey, do you hear those voices to? I usually don't hear those till I'm dead stoned... weird. Hey, do you, like, know where I can find Mr. Black? I want meet him, cause... cause... wow! My hands are huge! They can touch anythig but themselves." He says, waving his hands around, and then touching his fingers together.
"Oh... weird. Dude, you want some of this too? Its pretty good stuff, scored it off some guy in Scotland. D'y'know that they have lots of drinks there?" He stated, pulling another blunt from his bag.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Sept 7, 2004 20:44:01 GMT -5
"Organize? But that isn't fun. I just want to have parties and go yahting
I know this girl. She is a rich Russian chick
"Hey, I have an idea. Instead of organizing, wanna join me for dinner?
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Post by Steve Fox on Sept 7, 2004 20:46:34 GMT -5
Steve cracks his knuckles. "Organize as in get ready to crack some commy skull? I'm in little girl. So 'ho we got? Me, Dollar here, you appearantly... that all?"
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