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Post by Squiggle on Oct 28, 2004 5:04:49 GMT -5
~ clears his throat.
"Ahem... I am a drawing. And you're supposed to fear me, didn't you read my caption? Rarrrrr..... I hate my life...."
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Post by Keitoleinen on Oct 28, 2004 5:14:18 GMT -5
Keitoleinen grabs some paper and draws a smiley face.
"Here, now you have a friend. Now go away."
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Post by Squiggle on Oct 28, 2004 5:15:05 GMT -5
"I shall call you... Mrs. Squiggles." ~ leaves Keitoleinen's office.
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Post by Keitoleinen on Oct 28, 2004 5:21:22 GMT -5
"Well, that was strange and annoying."
Keitoleinen looks at the time and sees it is too late to go out looking for a woman.
"Blast it."
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Post by Meg on Oct 28, 2004 5:28:55 GMT -5
After Kiva is done singing Meg gets up and off the bed.
"uhh...i think i have to go..."
She says and hurries out the door.How long had she been out?It felt like hours.SHe passed two new cells thta had two new prisoners.Both were being tortured
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Post by Leon on Oct 28, 2004 6:13:23 GMT -5
Leon smiles."Yes, I suppose we have too. What else would keep us on our feet everyday? Without a purpose, we have nothing.
Leon looks up at the machine and ponders, why would someone want to destroy with this? What would that accomplish? "I guess when you have power, you use it," he said, with a sigh.
Garret looked at him strangely. "Oh, haha, its nothing."
He continues with his work.
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Post by Shard on Oct 28, 2004 6:16:34 GMT -5
Shard crawled on the ceiling, above Meg. He grinned as she walked under him. He could probobly pounce on her from here, but.. that would probobly crush her. So he just waved to her and smirked. "Hey..!"
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Post by Meg on Oct 28, 2004 6:19:05 GMT -5
Meg looked up and smiled.
"oh hey...wut r u doin here?"
she asked in a sooft tone of voice because she didnt want to disturb the torturers.
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Post by Shard on Oct 28, 2004 6:25:01 GMT -5
Shard shrugged and flipped down next to her. "oohh you know... i was.. around..." He muttered. His trench coat was closed. Shard really didn't want to alarm Meg with the wounds that he got from the fight.
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Post by Cephrien on Oct 28, 2004 6:52:14 GMT -5
Ceph walked down the halls and carefully opened Lady Violet's door.
The cloak he was wearing, covered his whole body as the hood over his head, shadowed his face.
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Tapio
New Member
God of the Forest
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Post by Tapio on Oct 28, 2004 8:57:24 GMT -5
The ents, which numbered about 5 total, would be most adiquit guardians of this forest. He didn't care that the Green Party lived in these woods, he only wished to keep the forest fresh once it had been remade.
He decided to check on the progress of the mortals.
He went to the place called Germany in this place and time. And what he saw chilled him to his core.
Fire, lava, magma, death and destruction abounding, overwhelming. Saku, the greatest Salamander on this plane. He shivered. The red dragon he knew to be Damascus, he was the only red one of his kind that he'd seen in a very, very, long time. Maybe the only left on Earth. Dragons did have their own planet after all.
But... the Salamanders were a horrible creation of the masters of the Plane of Fire. He didn't like them.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Oct 28, 2004 11:50:02 GMT -5
Linnea worked on cutting the metal, ingoring all others around her. She was so destracted by the way Keito acted, she figured she would see him after they were done. She wanted to know why he really was acting that way and try to talk some sense in him.
Stopping a minute she wiped the sweat from her forehead as she looked up.
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Post by Kaieka on Oct 28, 2004 13:57:47 GMT -5
After what seemed like a long evening of teenage angst music, I make the journey back to the Ministry of Terror. The weather is rainy and gray. It puts me in a foul mood, not as though I am ever in a very happy mood, but this makes me extremely irritable and depressed. A depressed vampiress, that is exactly what this world needs. I half laugh at my own predicament. I feel disenchanted with everything, nothing offering me any sort of reprieve from the gloom of my mind.
I decide to visit the cells. Perhaps my prized prisoner will grant me some solace.
I pass by Meg and some strange man in the hallway, they seem to be having a good time talking. I nod my head in passing.
There seems to be someone in the next cell over, torturing a prisoner that I haven't seen before. How lovely. Perhaps I will get to meet all of the other torturers at some time. We could have a big torturer's ball or something. The fact that I am an antisocial pregnant dog wouldn't hinder me much, would it?
I open the door to Bassarov's cell and step inside. He is hanging limply from the wall, bruised and bloody. It looks as though someone did quite a number on him. Outrage bubbles up within me. I have a special connection to this prisoner. I don't want others messing him up. He is of great interest to me. I want to enjoy an unspoiled feast of this one.
I shut the door behind me and walk up to the unconscious rebel leader. My hand reaches up and brushes his bruised cheek.
"You are a popular fellow, it seems. I will have to work hard if I am going to keep you from being tainted and killed before the purposed time."
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Post by Roland the Black Hearted on Oct 28, 2004 14:12:42 GMT -5
"Harder than you know..." Roland closes the door to Bass's cell behind him as he enters. His face is rather serious and he looks extremely annoyed. "That knife hurt. Alot. Now, I'm taking Bassarov into A.S.S. custity. Get out of the way."
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Post by Kaieka on Oct 28, 2004 16:34:06 GMT -5
O Wonderful, this delightful fellow again. Why can't he get it though his head, that this isn't his prisoner?
"Listen fella, I could give a flying fig newton about your ass. There is no way in the hottest part of the flames of the most central part of Hell that he is going with you. Do you even know where you are? This is the Ministry of Frickin' terror! Red Infinity? Hello?"
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