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 Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 1/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Only possible person. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 2/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
You could've told me. I mean, come on, I thought we were friends. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 3/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Exactly why I hope Tina is dead. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 4/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Liar.
That or you're young. Hell, a year ago I didn't either. Now I'm getting close to absolute control. Which is an odd thing that may be impossible. I've only heard a story and haven't really researched it, I probably should though. Still, orgasm on command sounds so useful. Also: Dry ones confuse the hell out of me. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 5/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Hopeless, what was Hector thinking, it was never hopeless. This mad man had no skill, only brute force. He was a stark contrast from what Star used to be, a true master of the sword and of lightning. As this beast charged at him, Hector knew that he couldn’t simply try to mimic such brute strength and hope to win.
Hector turned his blade so it showed Star’s nobody in its reflection. A spectral imagine of the berserker appear and ran head first into the nobody. They crashed together with the force of two freight trains. As they pushed at each other, Hector made his move stabbed through the spectral image, disrupting it, right towards where the nobody’s heart should be. Feeling the splash of blood, Hector thought this would be the end of it. As the berserker kept moving towards Hector, Hector’s sword pierced through his entire body, straight through the heart and the lungs. ???: “Seal of the Mind: Unleash.” Hector knew that voice. He almost turned to look to see if he was correct, but the nobody acted to fast. Hector felt himself be blown away by some force, his sword coming with him. As he looked he saw the berserker’s eyes had calmed and now seemed in control. Landing on his back, Hector’s face was looking straight up at a familiar face. His eyes opened in fear as he recognized who it was. Nijote?: “Stay there Vengeless. We want this one.” The behemoth of a man seemed to relax as the woman who looked like Nijote continued. Nijote?: “You have fear Hector and that’s enough to succumb to the darkness, like so many others…” Hector leaped up as Nijote’s eyes suddenly became bloodshot and she reached for a dagger. Feeling danger even after he’d gotten out of reach, Hector leaped to the side as a, what he could only assume, heartless crashed down right where he was. This heartless was different than any other he’d ever seen though. The heartless was very human like, blood shot eyes stared from the darkness of its face. The heartless looked like a shower. Hector: “There is no way you’re Nijote.” Hector kept all his senses wide open, several other heartless had formed a circle around the confrontation. Escape would be nearly impossible. Nijote seemed to appear next to Hector and she grabbed the hand that didn’t have his sword in both of her hands. Hector knew there was movement, she didn’t meld into the shadows like most heartless do. Nijote: “These feel like human hands, I sound like her, I look like her, I have her speed. Who else could I be?” Hector’s hand started to twitch uncontrollably and as he looked at it he saw darkness. It slowly began to crawl up his arm and he moved away from Nijote. Fear started to take over and he heard voices in his head, so many voices. He felt the darkness begin to consume him, and he felt so disappointed in himself for letting it happen so easily. He began to feel light headed and as his vision began to fade and he felt an over whelming pain. It felt like days were passing, soon he started to fall asleep… So this was the end? Star: “Get up.” Hector looked around, only darkness was around him. Star: “You’ve been lured into a trap. As soon as you grew over confident in yourself Nijote ebbed the darkness into you. You had no chance to over come her.” There was a brief silence. Star: “You’re safe. Just wake up.” Mel blushed, what an embarrassing experience. Dama Scenis had made good on her promise of a bath and new clothes, but Mel was surprised when she hopped in the bath with her and washed her hair and back. It embarrassed her that they had to change the water four times because of how dirty Mel had gotten. It took two solid hours to get her hair back to its old sheen. Mel couldn’t help but remember the days when her mom helped her wash her hair and it brought a smile to her face. The clothes were very surprising to Mel. The people on this world knew how to draw a tiny portion of magic from someone and form it into clothes. The white dress that Dana Scenis had formed for Mel really made her look her age, and like a girl. When Mel looked in the mirror she thought she looked innocent. Shining hair and a pretty white dress, but as she continued to look she saw that she was mal-nourished and really needed some good food. The food was the best thing she could ever remember eating, meats, fruits, and vegetables in a never ending supply. It was great enough that she almost cried. After taking a good helping that bothered no one even though she was eating enough for five, she decided to speak to Dama Scenis. Dama Scenis had her own private room and, as Mel had noticed, it was decorated by materials made from magical energy. Everything seemed to glow a light purple color, which was different compared to everything else’s light blue or light green. Mel: “Dama Scenis…?” Mel took a look around, hoping that Dama Scenis was here. She said she’d be, but Mel realized that she was busy. Mel stood in the door way for a few more seconds and then sighed and turned around just to notice that Dama Scenis had been standing right behind her. Dama Scenis: “Mel, good, we need to talk.” Dama Scenis grabbed Mel’s hand and lead her into the room and quickly closed the door. She seemed a lot more serious than she had been all day. She sat Mel down on an unbelievably soft cushion and stood in front of her looking down. Dama Scenis: “Mel… where did you come from?” Mel: “…another world.” Dama Scenis gave a sigh of relief. Dama Scenis: “Good, that really is a good thing. People were saying that you were the demon from some old folk lore that was born from an unholy union.” Mel looked at Dama Scenis like she was insane. Dama Scenis: “You realize that your powers are much stronger than everyone else’s right?” Mel: “How can you compare that? I haven’t opened myself at all yet.” Dama Scenis: “You… have a lot to learn. You have the power, and I’m sure you know how to use it, but you lack the abilities.” Mel looked away, she knew it was true. Her mother had planned on teaching her so much, but it just didn’t work out that way. Dama Scenis: “Oh don’t worry, we’ll teach you everything you need to know! Really, you should rest though; it’s going to be quite draining when we start your training.” Dama Scenis grabbed Mel by the hand and lead her through the halls and to a door. With a light push, Dama Scenis urged Mel into the room. Mel nervously entered to see a large, extremely comfortable looking, bed. She turned to look at Dama Scenis and then looked back towards the bed, like an excited child she ran and jumped onto the bed. Dama Scenis: “This is your room from now on, so be—oh wow, asleep all ready?” Dama Scenis smiled as she left the room. The next few days passed very easily for Mel. She noticed that Dama Scenis kept her isolated from everyone else, and the only time she saw anyone else… Mel woke up in the middle of the night. A massive headache shook her skull and she had a feeling of looming dread. She got up, thinking she’d get a drink while she was awake and wandered out of her room. As soon as she left her room she could feel a dark energy of extreme force. She rushed through the hallways towards the force, knowing that she could at least fend it off. As she exited the building she saw several adults in robes had formed a circle around something. A dark blast of energy emitted from the middle of them and everyone was thrown back. Mel’s eyes opened in horror as the figure in the middle was a corrupted form of Hector. Darkness had started to take over his body and so he was half heartless half human. Dama Scenis: “Mel, get back inside!” Mel looked over to Dama Scenis who was the first to stand, and who apparently had gotten Hector’s attention. She shot a blast of holy energy at him, but a blast of the exact same caliber met it halfway between. Instinctively, Mel’s body began to charge with an excessive amount of holy energy. Everyone’s head turned as the light flowed around Mel. The light simply exploded from Mel and circled around Hector before it closed around him. Dama Scenis: “So… inefficient.” Mel ran to Hector as he fell as the darkness was cleansed. Mel: “Hector! Hector! Come on Hector, wake up!” Mel began to shake Hector as Dama Scenis and a few others began to approach. As she kept shaking him his eye opened and she stopped. He winked and passed out. Mel: “Hector…?” Dama Scenis grabbed Mel from behind and started to lead her away. Mel: “Let me make sure if he’s all right, please.” Dama Scenis: “You need to get to your room and stay there for a little while.” Mel struggled and tried to go back, but Dama Scenis’ grip only got tighter. Mel: “What are you doing!?” Dama Scenis: “Quiet!” Dama Scenis grabbed Mel’s head and tilted it up so she could glare in her eyes. Mel stopped struggling and didn’t say a word. Dama Scenis: “I tried to hide you from the rest of the leaders and you had to go and show yourself. You need to stay quiet for a while so I can explain this, all right?” Mel nodded and followed Dama Scenis. Dama Scenis: “You’re going to have to stay in my room for a little while.” Mel: “Why though?” Dama Scenis sighed as she opened the door to her room. Dama Scenis: “You’re a threat to some of people here and I don’t trust them.” |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 6/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Posted by Tarale Some people get off on drama. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 7/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Quicher' bitchin' |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 9/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Depends on the guy. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 11/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Chi couldn't help herself but cough, the smoke was making it nearly impossible to breath. She was collapsed on the floor and after wasting precious oxygen crawling around trying to find a way out she thought she was about to die. She had learned how to use a type of enhancement magic from her brother, but it required a person to be calm, and she was anything but calm. As she continued to cough, she became distant from her distress, almost accepting.
It was a very odd feeling as she felt her hair singeing, she was suddenly at peace with everything around her. She felt herself automatically reach out with some sort of phantom limb and the fires died all around her. Was this telekinesis? No, she didn't think so, she made no thought about stopping the fire. She felt air rush back into her lungs and she had another coughing fit. Slowly standing, the young woman looked around her. Everything else was still on fire. Her red hair and eyes seemed to have quite a bit of company tonight. She tried to focus again to bring out that phantom limb and quench the fires that she could see, but she couldn't access the same power that had saved her. Chi: "Come on..." She couldn't do anything to help anyone else. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 13/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Posted by Tarale Until it's Soothsayer - Buckethead, then it's nothing. Jordan is not Buckethead's fastest song and it most certainly isn't his hardest to play song. I don't play it enough. Really. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 15/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Learn to type you losers. Seriously, we've done this a lot and I like, don't make mistakes. Did I fix it or not? You don't know!
I do tend to have a problem with wanting to say something else after typing something in and that complicates things. I will/should try this drunk though, even though I don't type that much differently when drunk. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 16/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
As Chi heard someone speak to her, she suddenly turned her head. What greeted her was a wizard, her eyes opened wide as she forced her body to move, and fast. She leaped out a window of the now ruined and half blown out first floor. Her enhancement magic flowed easily as she poured magical energy into her legs, giving her a high speed advantage against possible pursuers. Her head throbbed and her heart beat sped up. A wizard had been the one that ambushed her and her brother.
The slums were never a safe place, Chi knew it very well. Her brother was a strong magic user and very gifted at close range combat. His enhancement magic could be focused into making a body part have the impact of a rocket. The wall piercing power and mind blowing speed had saved him many times, but an elemental wizard had ambushed him. She was cast off to the side as a strong wind flipped her aside and forced her brother into a slower speed. Lightning was the wizards next move as it struck at him from all sides. He broke free of the lightning before it fried him, but all that greeted him was a swarm of ice needles. He never would've gotten close against such a fast magic caster and Chi never knew why he was targeted. Ever since then, Chi couldn't trust a wizard. Any other kind of magic user could be defeated by getting in close range before they could finish their incantation, but many magical items were instant and had great effects. As Chi rushed through the slums at top speed, she began t o become aware of just how much her burns hurt. It would take her a while of concentration to repair her skin and hair. She stopped suddenly to try and find a safe spot, but before she could even look around, she felt a sharp pain in her head as a small rock smashed into it. Dazed for a second, Chi jumped away from the direction of where the rock had come from. She could only see two figures, but she couldn't make them out. Another rock whizzed by her head and struck glass behind her. Figure: "Hey girly, where you goin'? Eh? How 'bout ya' come here and have some fun?" Manners weren't common in the slums and bullies tended to get away with everything, at least if they were strong enough. They would commonly take simple forms of magic that could be controlled by brute force, something that Chi could deal with easily. She leaped into the air and crossed the distance between the two with blindingly fast speed. She planted her foot right on his head, but he didn't budge an inch. As Chi looked at the man she noticed that he wasn't using some low level force magic. Her force didn't even make contact with his head as a small barrier of rock had stopped her less than an inch short. Leaping backwards and landing on her feet, Chi was prepared to run. Man: "Got some fight in her!" Chi moved just as another rock formed in front of the man and then shot at her. The man didn't let her have the opportunity to recover as a shower of rocks began to pelt her. Second Thug: "Dude, she's going to be so beat up it ain't gonna be worth it." Man: "Relax, she's one of them enhancers, she can fix herself." Chi felt a larger stone hit her in the back of the head and blacked out. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 18/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
After all those 90s horror movies I didn't think people were still scared by sudden movement. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 19/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
At a kennel.
I rock. Attention and praise please. (Starts at $6.50 an hour, $.50 raise after 30 days, 24-32 hours a week. I'm currently working for $5.50 an hour and I'm lucky to get 20 hours in a week. Such an awesome improvement.) |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 20/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
The board may be more active, but I'm sure not. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 21/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
1120 being the lowest 1201-82 being the highest. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 25/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
So I have to work Saturday night. 10:30 to 6:30, does this mean I'm only working 7 hours? |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 26/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
2.88, -5.44
Yeah. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 27/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
Posted by Kernal Check again. I'm not in the same with the rest of you, heh. I'm in the bottom right. Alone. |
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Red Cheep-cheep Level: 35 Posts: 31/221 EXP: 260335 Next: 19601 Since: 02-19-07 Last post: 6109 days Last view: 6145 days |
German, Irish, and depending on how far I want to go back, Scandinavian. |
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