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Post by Despair on Nov 14, 2004 2:57:08 GMT -5
"I hate you. I want you to die." Despair blasts Mischa with his eye lasers, right in the chest.
"I hope you bleed to death."
He blasts Mischa again. This all seems so theraputic. The jealousy just washes away with each blast of energy.
After he has hit Mischa about a dozen times, he leaves Mischa's burnt and bloody body. He teleports to his own room to brood for the rest of the evening.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 14, 2004 2:57:56 GMT -5
"Oh many things, eggs, milk, potatoes, and other spices and materials. I do not want to say too much because I like to keep my recipies a secret, it adds to their mystique," I say with a smile.
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Post by Trotsky on Nov 14, 2004 2:59:05 GMT -5
After an entire day of researching the revolution, Trotsky becomes infatuated with the rebel movement. They may not be a surviving section of the 4th internationale, but perhaps this Valodya Bassarov will have some answers.
He walks into the living room, taking a tea break, his mind running back and forth amongst the details he's researched. His curiousity with the revolution continues to grow, however due to heavy censorship, much of the details had to be filled in with his imagination.
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Post by Mamori on Nov 14, 2004 3:00:13 GMT -5
I glare at him and seem to disappear from my previous spot, I appear a few yards behind him and put my hands together as if to clap, i slowly pull them apart and circle them, making energy grow from the space between them, The energy spirals and forms into a ball(if you dont know what i mean, its in my sig, those two side things are kitsune balls). "Come now, I have no desire to fight.... How about a game". I toss the ball towards him. "if it hits anything but your hand, arm, or legs it will explode"
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Nov 14, 2004 3:01:08 GMT -5
"Mmm... That's fine. These are just so... So... Different than what I'm used to. I eat a lot of meat and bread. I always have, just now I get good quality and some choice as far as variety."
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 14, 2004 3:03:52 GMT -5
"You should stay here with us a few days. It will help out the rebel movement since you can tell Bassarov all about us!" Xavier suggests.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 14, 2004 3:04:04 GMT -5
"Ah, well in La Resistance it is always good for one to learn to cook in bulk and variety. I 'ave become adept at making use of ze ingredients I 'ave to create tasty and 'ealthy meals for groups of people, large or small."
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Post by Oogie Boogie on Nov 14, 2004 3:05:02 GMT -5
I laugh harder then before. "What a moron!" I yelled out loud. My voice echoed around the dungeon. "He doesn't know does he?" I said to myself.
Shadow Oogie I laugh. "The thing is about games is I always win!" I said as I tossed another pair of dice at the ball. They both exploded on collision. The intensity knocked both of us farther away form each other. No harm doen though.
I threw my scythe like a boomerang twirling and coming toward Masumi in a fast like motion. I then threw another set of dice at him. "You can't win!" I said laughing.[/i]
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Nov 14, 2004 3:07:50 GMT -5
"Well I'm a pretty lowsy cook..." I say sheepishly. "I may stay here for awhile. I do need to make more friends... Hell, I only have two friends, Valodya and Sayuka. I guess I'm just not a very sociable person."
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 14, 2004 3:09:37 GMT -5
"You mustn't say zese things madmoiselle," I say as I eat my own portion of the omlette.
"Socialization is an art, and it is callous to expect someone to learn it so soon. You must give yourself time, you will learn, as we all do."
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 14, 2004 3:10:12 GMT -5
I decide to come home from work early. Ever since Leon Trotsky moved into my home I have been eager to get home early. I go to his room to check on him and he is reading quietly. He looks so harmless. Maybe I should trust him more. "Did you have a nice day, Leon?"
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Post by Mamori on Nov 14, 2004 3:10:47 GMT -5
I grin and bow after the explosion pushes me back. "Oh, But kitsunes are nature's tricksters, There is no better race then ours when it comes to games". I grin and jump back away from the dice and grab onto a lamp post, I cast an illusion of a scythe over it and block the one he threw at me with it. I laugh and twirl it before pointing the top of it towards him. "Never?. Well then, I guess I have a few words for you. There is a first for everything"
I cast another illusion over the scythe, this time of a lance. I grin and thrust it towards him. I put my hands together and start to form another kitsune ball
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Post by Oogie Boogie on Nov 14, 2004 3:15:25 GMT -5
I watched with glee, looking at him, not knowing what danger he is in. "I should do this more often." I said to myself.
Shadow Oogie "Hah! Don't you know? I am the master!" I said as I catch my scythe I quickly scramble and dodgethe illusions. "Your not the only one who can have fun!" I said as I marched toward him and slashed at him.[/i]
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 14, 2004 3:16:17 GMT -5
"Yes, I would love for you to stay here with me Zero, I even have an extra room. I think we could become good friends."
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 14, 2004 3:18:28 GMT -5
I turn to Xavier.
"Xavier, ce n'est pas poli! Elle est la petite amie du monsieur Bassarov!"
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