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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba                  Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Me and victoria are gunna try a new fad caleld jogging. or maybe its yooging it may be a soft j. | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Azrael's eye's narrowed in suprise as Jared disapeared right in front of him. He whirled around frantically trying to spot this sinister being. 'C'mon, Concentrate," He thought to himself as he tried not to panick. He closed his eyes, taking a deep, trying to calm himself down enough to think.'C'mon pull some of your own tricks out of your sleeve,' he told himself, as he considered all of his options. He focused his thoughts on one thing, locating Jared's presence. He centered his thoughts on finding the spark of power that belong to noone but Jared. He frowned as he had difficulties finding it. "Why can't I find it," he gorwled angrily to himself. "I usually have no problem." | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba  Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Achoo: my name.....is achhoo
Robin hood: Bless you |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Azrael turned his head frantically left and right as Jared's voice surrounded him from every direction. Suddenly he located Jared's power, as Jared apeared behind him. He could feel the movement of atoms in the air as Jared's sword swung down through the air. Time seemed to slow down as Azrael focused his energy on avoiding the approach of Jared's sword. Abruptly, Azrael disapeared, leaving the realm of the living and venturing into the realm of the dead.
He shuddered as he looked around. He hadn't been here for a long time and it was far from refreshing. If he had had his choice he would have never returned here. 'It's better to be here than dead,' he reflected to himself. Shuddering again as he cast a last glance around, he abided his time. He knew that Jared was a powerful being. And, being and as powerful as he appeared to be, Azrael figured that he would surely find his way to the land of the dead, Where Azrael would be waiting. Jared might have had the upper hand in the land of the living, but Azrael was the archangel of death. This was his realm, where he had control. |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba  Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| "Everything in here is edible. Even I'm edible. But that my dear children, is canibalism, and is in fact frowned upon in most society's" | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| A cocky grin, almost along the lines of insanity spread across Azrael's face as he regarded Jared through his silver eye's. Already he was feeling better, his eye's shining more vibrantly than they had in a long time. 'I had almost forgotten what it was like to be here,' He thought to himself observed Jared. His grin widdened as he realized that albiet Jared now realized he was powerful, He still had no idea who he was dealing with. His eye's sparked with the power that was steadily returning to him by the minute. He shrugged off his jacket no longer needing it, taking his time, feeling secure in his place. "You obviously don't know who you're dealing with, otherwise you wouldn't be feeling so... eager to be calling names," Azrael responded coolly. | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Azrael raised an eyebrow at Jared's remark. "Arrogant? Hah! Have you even considered who I am? Look at all that you see!" Azrael exclaimed, spreading his arms out, confidence plastered to his face like a leech to its victim. "It's about time," Azrael said in his soft voice laced with power, " That you realize who it is you're dealing with here. This is MY realm, my dear opponent." Azrael said sharply and quietly, intensity filling the atmosphere."This is where I thrive." Azrael's grin got more sinister as he talked. "Have you any idea of who I am yet? | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Slightly irked at Jared's apareant apathy, he responded somewhat hautily," Most people Know me as Azrael , and what first apears to the eye isn't always what is actually there," He stated calmly, as the wind started to pick up, whiping his hair around his face. The sky Darkened more than it was, if that was possible. "For instance, you see the land as baren," Azrael said semi conversationally, waiting to see Jared's reaction, "but it's not, far from it." Suddenly what apeared to be a silver substance, the same color silver as Azrael's eyes, materialized by Azrael's shoulder. As the first one emerged, others started to appear across the baren land flocking around Azrael like sheep to a sheperd. Lightening flashed in the sky and was illuminated in Azrael's eye's, as he continued to smirk at Jared. | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba  Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Azrael's face twisted into a grimace at the misuse of his name. "It's Azrael not Azzy, and these, my dear friend are what I like to call soul's, you know what that is right?" Azrael drawled. "Here just in case you don't, it's what leaves your body after it's stopped working properly, otherwise known as, once it's dead." | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Gimli: It's the Dwarves that go swimming with little, hairy woman.
[he burps] Legolas: I feel something. A slight tingle in my fingers. I think it's affecting me. Gimli: What did I say? He can't hold his liquor. [Gimli passes out] Legolas: [to Eomer who is watching] Game over. |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| A look of annoyance flashed across Azrael's face when Jared called him Azzy."It's a figure of speach," Azrael muttered, more to himself than to Jared. "And as to what I am going to do with these here souls, "Azrael said, Focusing once more on the conversation they were having waving his arms to encompass all the souls that had already gathered. " That's for you to find out." He said as the souls continued to cluster around him. | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| "Thank you Mario for saving me, But I'm not the princess. Hahahaha. Just kidding!" | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Azrael gave a little quirk of the eyebrow, as if to say 'bring it on'. He was prepared for almost anything Jared could throw his way. The soul's continued to gather around Azrael, only a few more and he'd have what he needed. He fed off of the gather soul's like a lion fed off his dead prey. They boosted his powers, made them sky rocket to level's he hadn't felt in years. Not since..... 'No!' Azrael thought to himself, frustrated that his mind had even wander to that topic. He glanced around and realized he had enough souls for now. His narrowed eyes landed on Jared. Finally, he'd wipe that smirk off of his face. Without a word from Azrael the souls started to circle around Jared, causing the dust on the ground to rise slighty. | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| "No really! She was carving her initals on the moose with the sharpened end of an interspace toothbrush given by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian m0vies: "The Hot Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge M0lars of Horst Nordfink""
"We apologise for the fault in the subtitles. Those responsible have been sacked" "Mind you, moose bites can be pretty nasty..." "We apologise again for the fault in the subtitles.Those responsible for sacking the people who have just been sacked have been sacked." ".....Moose Trained by tutte hermsgervordenbrotborda Lighting Cameraman terry bedford Special Moose Effects olaf prot Moose Costumes siggi churchill Designer roy smith Moose Choreographed by horst prot III Miss Taylor's Mooses by hengst douglas-home Moose trained to mix concrete and sign complicated insurance forms by jurgen wigg Editor john hackney Mooses' noses wiped by bjorn irke storm-slater walker" "Large moose on the left half side of the screen in the third scene from the end,given a thorough grounding in Latin, French and "O" Level" "The directors of the firm hired to continue the credits after the other people had been backed, with it to be known that they have just been sacked" |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Dennis - I told you, We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune, we take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week.
Arthur - Yes. Dennis - ... But all the decision of that officer ... Arthur - Yes, I see. Dennis - ... must be approved at a bi-weekly meeting by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs. Arthur - Be quiet! Dennis - ... but a two-thirds majority ... Arthur - Be quiet! I order you to shut up. Old Woman - Order, eh -- who does he think he is? Arthur - I am your king! Old Woman - Well, I didn't vote for you. Arthur - You don't vote for kings. Old Woman - Well, how did you become king, then? Arthur - The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held Excalibur aloft from the bosom of the water to signify by Divine Providence ... that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur ...That is why I am your king! Old Woman - Is Frank in? He'd be able to deal with this one. Dennis - Look, strange women lying on their backs in ponds handing out swords ... that's no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. Arthur - Be quiet! Dennis - You can't expect to wield supreme executive power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! Arthur - Shut up! Dennis - I mean, if I went around saying I was an Emperor because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, people would put me away! Arthur - (Grabbing him by the collar) Shut up, will you. Shut up! Dennis - Ah! NOW ... we see the violence inherent in the system. Arthur - Shut up! Dennis - Come and see the violence inherent in the system.help, help, I'm being repressed! |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Azrael was lost amid his tumultuous thoughts as he aimlessly wandered into the chamber, barely casting more than a moments glance at his surroudings. As he ambled in, he paused feeling slightly ackward. Glancing around he realized that he wasn't anywhere near where he had intended to go. A frown flashed across his face as he looked around. He had never seen this place before in all of his wanderings of the arena's. He wondered who it belonged to. | |||
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Azrael's eye's narrowed as what apeared to be a boy materialized in the room. The boy was wearing armour, though of what origin, Azrael couldn't distinguish. The boy's voice, though, was what astonished him the most. It had no emotion in it, as if the figure before him wasn't in existence at all, but something created in someone's imagination and brought to life. A frown flashed across his face as he considered the question that had been asked of him.
He's nothing but a boy, Azrael thought to himself. Yet, albiet the person in front of him was a boy, he had the feeling that he would be more of a challenge then he apeared to be. After a moments hesitation, he answered the boys question. " Sure. Why not. I accept. This should be interesting..." |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Aaron was walking down the street staring at his feet, Pondering the mishaps of those passing him by on the road. He aim a searing glare at the poor, unfortunate souls, who had the misfortune of even casting a mere glance in his direction. He didn't know where he was. He was lost. And he didn't even care. As apathy filled his heart, he glanced carelessy around at the surrounding buildings, His dark abyss of black hair falling over his deep emerald green eyes. As the memory of the fight filled his mind, he was again engulfed in anger. He whirled around furiously, and sat down at a bus stop, deciding that since he had nothing better to do, he might as well go somewhere. (edited by Theprankster157 on 10-08-06 05:30 PM) |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Aaron glanced, startled at the appearance of the person next to him. The rain, which was now falling in sheets, had shielded her approach from his view. This was the sort of weather he liked. The rain falling down in torrents, the wind wipping at your clothes in anger, the gray sky staring coldly back at anyone who glanced up, as if to tell the viewer that it was all pointless, that this was the way it was, and that this was the way it would stay.
Aaron regarded the individual next to him. Even though an interest as to who this person was had arrisen, He was still disgruntled to have his thoughts disturbed by this person to whom he had no connection to. He brushed his hair out of his eyes, sending a small splash of rain drops skittering away. He spent a few moments considering his alternative. Just what I need he thought angrily to himself. One more person. One person to tell me I have issues. He contemplated the best possible route of removing himself from this persons presence, and determined that the best move was to just respond. Thanks. He responded, the words coming out harshly, his eyes shining with suspision as he hoped that this was the end of their short aquiantance. (edited by Theprankster157 on 10-08-06 05:49 PM) |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6338 days |
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| Aaron sighed inwardly, realizing that yet again, he had failed in his attempt to avoid socialization. His eyes desperately skimmed down the road, hoping that in the distant they would spot the approach of the vehicle that would end this charade before it ever began. Unfortunately, the rain shrouded whatever slim view of the horizon that he may of had, And he was forced to return his attentions to handling the conversation that had been presented to him.
Grudgingly he turned to face the girl, his eyes narrowing in annoyance, although it was obvious that he was making an attempt to conceal it. In a normal situation, he would have just walked away, found another bus stop, done everything possible to avoid a conversation, no matter how inevitable the occurance of the conversation appeared to be. But for reasons unknown to him, he was drawn to do the very thing that was annoying him. Of course, this wasn't the first time. There had been others. Other people, other bus stops. Other whims and desires that he had unfortunately caved in to. And they had all lead to the same thing. The scorn and hate of a fellow being. It was inevitable to him. It was how the water of life flowed. Yet, even as he knew this, He opened his mouth and said , Aaron. My names Aaron. He paused, Cautioning himself, warning himself not to go farther. It was a bad idea. But he couldn't resist. Even as he was bothered, he was pleased. What about you? (edited by Theprankster157 on 10-08-06 05:48 PM) |
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