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Kirbynite Phan Phan  I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!!                    Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6293 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| A tiny windup version of Kirbynite with tiny wings flew up to a message board in the cafeteria. It hammered an interesting sign reading:
NEW SIM-BATTLE TAG TOURNAMENT COMING SOON. The mini-Kirbynite twirled the hammer twice before flying off. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain   Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| Just down the hall from the cafeteria, there was a massive explosion, as was par for the course in the Sim Battle Arena. The smell of burnt C4 wafted through the air as those onlookers who felt the need to intrude on someone else's personal business would find that Grey's office had been blown wide open...
Grey: *whistles* Grey sat down nonchalantly on a table in the Cafeteria, and began sketching a few concept art drawings... |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6293 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| The mini-Kirbynite came back a few moments later, hammering in another item onto the message board.
NEW SIM-BATTLE TAG TOURNAMENT COMING SOON Two on two battles! Bring your friend, you're gonna need 'im. Or 'er. After that, the mini-Kirbynite flew over to Grey. Mini-Kirbynite: ... Was that needed? |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| Grey didn't look up.
Grey: "....Yes. Yes, it was." |
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Skydude Armos Knight  Since: 02-18-06 From: Stanford, CA Last post: 6552 days Last view: 6552 days |
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| Always in the mood for grand entrances, Sky made this one no exception. The dust blew around outside the door for a bit, as the breeze picked up and clouds covered the area. A single lightning bolt streaked down from the sky and hit the ground with great force, creating a smoky atmosphere. Before it had cleared, the magewarrior had kicked the door down. The entrants for the tournament and those just standing around saw five figures striding in.
The first was dressed in the garb of a Red Wizard, though he appeared to be significantly less frail than the weak fighter those tended to be. His cape swung in the wind as he gave a dashing smile to those around the room. He was flanked on his left by a girl dressed in a rather tight bodysuit not unlike Samus's own wear beneath her powersuit. Her hair flowed behind her, brown and wavy, and it swung a bit as she walked. On Sky's left came another man, this one decked out in a dark cloak, his hair closely cropped and his demeanor less than pleasant. Behind these three walked two younger members of the party, the one in a magenta wizard's robe, underneath which she wore a simple green gi, and the other in a long black trenchcoat and nearly brimming with technical gadgetry. Both of them seemed to resemble Sky somewhat, though each had a very different look about them. Sky: So...where do we sign up? |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6293 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| The tiny mechanized Kirbynite flew over to Sky.
Mini-Kirbynite: Sign up offices are down the hall. No need for rushing around, though. You can have a meal from the lunch ladies over there. |
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it!  Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6281 days Last view: 6279 days |
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| "So, you wanna enter Spider?" Marino asked the card playing bounty hunter.
"Nah. I have my own schedule to tend to with Zekk. Catching bounty heads and all that." "Yeah, sure. This sort of thing'll be just the thing to grab Forte's attention. I bet my zenny on it." "Wanna bet on it?" Spider asked. "Hell no. I still haven't gotten my money from those card games yet." "And I keep telling you its lady luck." Marino scoffed before she turned around and left. Spider only whipped out a random card -- Ace of Spades -- and walked the other direction. (edited by Forte.EXE on 02-27-06 08:27 PM) |
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C`aos Porcupo  Since: 03-02-06 From: AB, Canada Last post: 6279 days Last view: 6279 days |
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| Chaos, Ultimanium and Troy all sat at a table in the corner. Ultimanium stared dully out the window, watching the rain starting outside. Chaos was eating his modest serving. Troy was quickly destroying the tower of food on his plate.
"Tag team." Ultimanium said flatly. "Lookee, another tournament. How convenient." Troy suddenly threw down his fork. "Soon people are going to be wishing they hadn't THROWN me in a dumpster within the past week!!" "I understand your overwhelming desire to bash people with that hunk of metal you carry around with you, but it's a two-person match," Ultimanium grumbled. "And there's three of us." "I wasn't planning on participating." C'aos mumbled. "You're not used to this world yet." Troy added. "I'm not used to the food yet to start with." C'aos poked at his mashed potatoes. "Troy and I will enter for now." Ultimanium finished. "You sure you want to start back at it so early?" Troy retrived his butterknife, jabbing Ultimanium in the shoulder. "Don't you remember what happened last time you tried something like this?" Ultimanium leant back, folding his arms. "Excelsior was built with so much fibre optic wiring that they didn't have enough room at the end to make a connection to the right leg. They had to develop AI to control it seperately. Then the budget crapped out and I had to hire a co-pilot... for the right leg and right leg only. And then-" "Oh, I get it, you needed money to win." Troy stared blankly. "Anyways, I hope you've trained and picked up more tricks of your own, you wouldn't want to take a backseat to the magnificent Troy's advancement, eh?" "More than you think, Troy," Ultimanium stared down at his palm, shaking off a crackle of purple energy. "More than you think." |
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Lord Rahl Red Paragoomba  Since: 11-17-05 From: Alberta, Canada Last post: 6480 days Last view: 6480 days |
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| Nijiru, having finished his meal, got up to return the tray. He gave Ultimanium a brief nod, dropped off his dirty dishes, and stopped by the tourny announcement. Smirking, he muttered, "I may be able to get him out of that lull with this," before walking out of the cafeteria, humming some song to himself. | |||
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it! Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6281 days Last view: 6279 days |
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| The three hunters and Slur had already signed up, and just left, waiting for when the tournament officialy begins. Slur's gone space-traveling again, so that just leaves Forte, ForteZero who had just walk in, and ten minutes later, Zero joined up with them.
"So... what'll we do to pass the time?" Zero asked the two Shadows. The two brothers muttered some words, but the blond haired Navi didn't understand so he just ditched the question, as they sat at a nearby table, close to Chaos, Ultimanium and Troy. "Damn, where is David... I think I'm starting to get a glitch in my programming again," ForteZero said. "What? The Navi Customizer?" Forte asked. "Yeah..." "Lemme see..." Forte planted a hand over his brother's head, over the crystal cross of the helmet as the two started to emit a slight aura of energy. After awhile, the aura fades, and Forte opens his eyes again, moving his hand away from his younger brother, "There. Shouldn't cause any trouble now... Apparently all you were suffering from was the Blank Buster ailment. I just put in an Extra Code I knew for it and got rid of it." "Thanks bro." "Whatever..." ForteZero looked at Forte. "You're thinking about Slur huh?" When he recieved no answer, he knew it was a yes. "Sheesh..." Zero turned away, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, it's her. I mean, how in the hell are we gonna work together with HER! That..." "Forte, don't go beserk now. I don't know what her intentions are, but as long as she has a reason, we'll just have to keep extra attention to her incase she's planning to like delete you or something," Zero said. Forte scoffed, but nodded. "Yeah, right..." "So, which one of you guys gonna order us the drinks?" Zero asked. "Shut up Zero," they said bluntly. (edited by Forte.EXE on 04-01-06 04:52 PM) |
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Jack Skellington Bit  Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6326 days Last view: 6315 days |
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| An electric hush fell over the cafeteria. The lights all flickered, and electronic gadgets all became fuzzy. In the midst of this a digital-sounding laughter passed over the room, but in an instant it was gone, and normality was restored. (edited by Jack Skellington on 03-19-06 08:24 PM) |
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it! Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6281 days Last view: 6279 days |
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| "What the hell... was that about?" Zero said, slightly startled.
"... That could either be that Jack guy who's an Immortal like ShadeMan, or it's Dynamo trying to be tough," Forte said. ForteZero scoffed, "Dynamo acting tough? That's a laugh. Did you hear that he got his ass beaten by Dracoon in just under a few minutes?" He chuckled. "No way! I never heard about that!" "Well it's true. He issured a challenge out to anyone nearby, Dracoon answered the call, and in a matter of minutes it was over." Forte laughed loudly. "I knew he was weak, but Dracoon kicking that mercenary's ass proves my theory!" Zero smirked before he got up and went to get himself some drinks. * * * Dynamo looked up from what he was doing -- deleting pesky Mettaur viruses from a lower net level -- and blinked twice. "Why do I have the feeling someone's backtalking me..." * * * "SchwaSP Battlechip in, download! ForteV3 Battlechip in, download! Holy Dream Gigachip in, download!" David slid in all three Battlechips into a pink PET SP, and the chip data stacked up, activating a Program Advance he's made as a tribute to the Black Shadow, and his friendly rival Schwa the Psiwarrior... as requested by Forte himself. "David? What kind of Program Advance is this?" Marino asked as a doppleganger of Forte flew down from literally nowhere, and a doopleganger of Schwa flew past, and jumped off his energy disc, landing next to Forte. "It's called the Unlikely Duo Program Advance," David said to his Link-Navi Marino. Schwa raised his right arm up and a sort of blaster weapon encased his lower arm. He charged up before launching several blasts of holy energy, pelting the enemy Navi. The two then teamed up, as the tips of their two fingers glowed in silver energy. They slashed through the air, launching the Alpha Psibeam attack before they vanished. The enemy Navi was hit hard, and was forced to log-out, resulting in David's win. "How come you couldn't log-out ForteZero and use him to win this Net-Battle instead of borrowing me from your wife?" she asked. "ForteZero could use some time-off from Net-Battles and the likes Marino. This is the first that P.A. worked successfully anyway... but I wonder what the real Schwa would of thought of it if he was still around. I'll have to let Forte know that his idea for the P.A. worked." "Yeah, I heard about that battle when he and Forte first met in battle..." David logged Marino out of the Net-Battle machine and walked out of the Soul Game building. (edited by Forte.EXE on 03-20-06 06:18 PM) |
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Sinfjotle Lordly? No, not quite.  Since: 11-17-05 From: Kansas Last post: 6280 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| One person back~
Lemon Kirby/Luigi and Jarukoth to go. |
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Schwa Panser Embodiment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects)  Since: 11-18-05 From: Tacoma, WA of the Material Plane; Crystal Psipalace Last post: 6540 days Last view: 6282 days |
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| OOC: BACK! And with a new Avatar too. ^.^
Through the doors of the Cafe casually strolls a man clad in white, loose clothes and a black blindfold over his eyes. He seems to see just fine. And many people should recognize this fellow as he walks in as if he's never been gone long at all... Strangely enough, the sky-blue ether that almost permenantly coats his hands is flaring hugely. He walks up to the counter. "'Scuse me, may I have a Crecent Owl to stay?" "Wahahahaha! Hey, ain't ye the kid who ivr'one said died 'r sum'fin like that an' disappointed us all?" "Uh... I'm not sure one could go THAT far. Hey, aren't you--" "S'right! Hahahahahaha! Half-orc Beserker! I needed s'm quiet in me life fer h'while, so I said eh, what the heck! An' I come 'ere ta work 'fer a while! Wahahahaha!" "Good plan. But between you and me, these guys aren't really the... quietest... bunch you'll ever meet." "Pfuh! ...Trust me, kid, they are." "Oh." "One Crecent Owl comin' right up! Wahahahaha!" Schwa goes to the next counter, pays for the meal, finds a completely empty seat (probably on purpose) and sits to wait for the delicate delivery. Anyone with questions for Schwa would notice he's fair game. |
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it! Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6281 days Last view: 6279 days |
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| "So... you are the ledgendary Schwa, the Psi Warrior," said a female voice. Behind him was a female Navi. Her helmet had a strong resemblance to that of Forte's, but the gold was a soft crimson pink, all the black a dark purple, and her eyes and the crystal cross on the front of the helmet a simmering bright green. The streaks under her eyes were lightning bolt shaped, and she had flowing blond hair similar to Zero coming out from a hole in the back of the helmet. She wore her ripped cloak around her waist like a dress. Loose red leather armor drapped over her chest, and her icon just over her breasts was a reversed image of Forte's icon, and shades of purple. She wore no gloves over her hands so her shimmering aqua colored nails can be seem, as they shimmer in the light.
"You do look cute," she said as she sat down next to him. |
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Schwa Panser Embodiment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Since: 11-18-05 From: Tacoma, WA of the Material Plane; Crystal Psipalace Last post: 6540 days Last view: 6282 days |
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| ".... .... ....oooookay, then. Have a seat... I suppose..."
There is silence for a moment, then Schwa gets an idea. "You remind me of Forte... in more ways than one. Forte would've said the same thing you did had we met under any other circumstance. ...You don't know who I mean, by any chance, do you? ...'Cause I was just... curious..." "Geez, I hope I didn't blow it," he thinks. "By the way, there's some food coming this way. I hope you ordered something too, 'cause I'm not sharing and I don't like people watching me eat." |
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it! Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6281 days Last view: 6279 days |
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| "Hmm... Forte? ... Oh, you mean the Dark Messiah." She giggled as she traced her right index finger along his cheek. She seemed to be flirting with him.
Just then, the doors slammed open, and a male Navi came waltzing in, dragging in a big brown sack. This Navi's name is Dynamo. He's a tall NetNavi wearing dark blue and white armor. His helmet was designed after RockMan's ElecBrother style, but two oval shaped ruby are embedded on the outer edge of the dark blue colored crests, with medium cut white hair sticking out the back end of the helmet. Extending upward was a boxy looking metal part that was white in color with trims of gold, almost like a very short Mohawk. His eyes were covered by a red shaded visor. His eye color is green. His armor design was sleek and seemed to be built for speed rather than hard combat, but looks can be deceiving. Parts of the armor was dark blue, chest plate armor covering his upper torso was a silvery white color, connected to light blue shoulder pads similar to Wood Shield Style. Two red streaks ran down the front, curving around to the hips and headed down to the boots, which obtained gundam crests on the front, the crests gold and the rest a dark blue with yellow round bulbs embedded on the shins, and a gold ring around the ankle. His icon was emblazoned on the right side of his shoulder pad in the frontal area -- a double sided saber shaped like a very curved S, as if it was flung through the air against a dark blue background. The bodysuit is black and the gloves are a white silver color. The body pack on his back is the same as Custom Style but slimmer looking, with a red triangular emerald embedded on the back over the vent exhausts. Connected to the right side of the gold and gray belt around his waist is his Dynamo Saber. From the sounds being made, it sounded like he has some large amount of Zenny stashed in. "Damn... I still couldn't believe that last bounty was worth five hundred thousand zenny. Now I can get myself some better Battlechip data into my Preset Folder." "I had my sights on that guy for a week Dynamo," Spider said as he walked in after the white haired Navi. "Your loss Spider," he taunted. He dragged the large bag to a table across from Schwa, and opened up several digital windows. The bag vanished, and he began to count up the cash into his Net Savings account. Spider sighed before he took out a poker card, which was the Ace of Clubs, and tossed it through the air, smacking Dynamo in the head. "HEY! Watch it!" "Ahh be quiet, unless you want me to tell the whole cyber world-" Dynamo suddenly rushed over and clamped his mouth shut with his hands. "Shut up Spider," he hissed. "Not my fault you lost to Dracoon in less than a minute." Spider pushed him away and chuckled before he turned around and tilted his hat over his eyes, and his body morphed into the word LOG OUT before he vanished in a stream of data. SPIDER LOGGING OUT And Sonance............ has suddenly vanished, as if she wasn't even there at all... creepy. (edited by Forte.EXE on 04-03-06 04:02 PM) |
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Schwa Panser Embodiment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Since: 11-18-05 From: Tacoma, WA of the Material Plane; Crystal Psipalace Last post: 6540 days Last view: 6282 days |
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| "I did NOT come all this way just to be hypnotized by some cyber-chick who IS pretty cute but I could never see that way because she resembles a rival!" Schwa thinks without stopping to take a mental breath. "But she knows him, so that's-- Ah, company."
He switches his train of thought at the arrival of Dynamo. "Hey, that guy's a mercenary," Schwa switches the subject. "You! ...Dynamo, is it? How'd your latest bounty go? Mercs and bounty hunters have always been respected by this Schwa, you see. Care to have a seat? Food's on it's way, and I'm not sharing, so be sure to order your own." Schwa turns back to the female-looking Forte. "What? We needed a moderator so you'd quit doing THAT. Yeah, you know, the finger thing, don't play dumb." |
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it! Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6281 days Last view: 6279 days |
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| OOC: Sonance is.... creepy. Sorry if that last post freaked you out there, but that's really her nature. I actually made her out from this sketch I made of a fusion of Slur and Forte for my friend's fanfiction of RockMan EXE crossover with Dragon Ball GT.
"Hmm, someone talking to me?" The white haired Navi looked up form transfering his Zenny into his Net Savings account, and noticed Schwa was speaking to him. "Hmm... oh, you were talking to me..." "Hello Dynamo," ShadowMan said as he poofed behind the Navi from a puff of gray smoke. "What is it you want ShadowMan?" "Nothing. Just wondering how in the world a Rank C Navi like you could take on a triple Class S bountyhead and not get deleted." "I cheated." ShadowMan just stared at the Navi with disbelief... before he shrugged his shoulders. "Figures... You always would when the situation is critical... which is something you couldn't do when you fought against that Dracoon character." "Shut up. I didn't know he was that powerful!" ShadowMan laughed a little, before he calmed down. "Yeah, sure Dynamo." "By the way, have you seen Marino, and has she recieved my email yet?" he asked the purple clothed ninja. ShadowMan nodded. "Yes, and she wanted me to give you this reply. And I apologize in advance." ShadowMan withdrew his fist before punching him in the face. "Okay," Dynamo replied, not fazed at all. ShadowMan sweatdropped and closed his eyes before poofing away in a puff of gray smoke. "... Showoff. Ah, sorry I forgot about you. I have things to take care of mister. I got some cash to spend. Now I cna finally get all three of those Django chips!" As happily as a crazed Boktai fanatic, he streams out of the SB Cafe, back onto the internet. * * * "Schwa..." Sonance has returned back to her hidden area deep within a dark place called the Immortal Area. She waved her hand through a flame which held the image of Schwa sitting at the table by himself, and it wavers out of existance. "If he's back, then once he meets up with Forte once again, they'll fight for old times sake, then he'll know of my existance as the Dark Nation's only survived Navi of destruction." She closed her eyes, before she turned around and walked away from her throne, to wander the cyber world. Until it is the right time, is when I'll strike them all down... She giggled before she noticed the 3x6 Battle grid materialized under her feet, and in the Blue 3x3 area, materialized the Ghost Navi data of the Count of Ground-Soaking Blood and Navi Battle music began to play from nowhere in the background. She sighed before she took up Battle Routine procedures before she began to make quick work of this dead vampire. |
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Sinfjotle Lordly? No, not quite. Since: 11-17-05 From: Kansas Last post: 6280 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| OoC: A teaser for the future to come?
The lift slowly descended down into the earth with three passengers. Two middle-aged men standing straight up, trying to seem taller than each other with their pride lifting their minds from earthly manners and into the realm of small-talk. Then, there was a small young girl, not older than thirteen, with a red cloak covering her completely as she huddled in the corner, tears streaming down her face. She cried for several reasons, the lack of sleep, the lack of parents, and the lack of control she had over her own life. For you see, this was the first time that the child had ever killed anyone, and she had no control over it. The visions still flashed in her mind, the feelings still lived in her heart, and drops of blood were still on her hands and face. Rage had taken control over her, angry and berserk, she had pulled a knife in the middle of an interview and killed the president of the “Freedom Credit” company. She blamed herself, but it wasn’t her fault. Her uncle had used the drug known as “Red-Eye”, or “Red-Meth”. She was a victim herself. The lift calm to a halt and the doors opened. Music blasted in with cheers erupting from the entire group. None of them cared about her, even if they chanted her name, “Nijote! Nijote! Nijote!”. For Nijote, this was the beginning of a painful life, as she wouldn’t escape from this living nightmare for three years. She has named this part of her life, “The Eternal Party”. |
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