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| Topic Started: Dec 12 2008, 03:02 PM (1,933 Views) | |
| Dragon | Dec 12 2008, 03:02 PM Post #1 |
RosesAreRed VioletsAreBlue IfI'mSchizophrenic ThenIAmToo
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Okay, time to get a new RP set up. Seens as Celebration died, I'll be using this as a proper return for Vas instead. That's not the main reason for this RP, you'll find that out on the way, it's just an added bonus. This RP should also allow Xavier to be able to hop into our world, as well as SOD, as the RP his previous character was being introduced in sort of died mid-way. So yeah, on with the show. -------------------------------------------------- "Gah..." a lone figure shook himself as the rain soaked into his fur. It was night, and a cold night at that. He could've waited, stopped the night at a flat on the way. But he was anticipating his return, and that had been enough to spur him on, to stop him spending another day just waiting to get back. He wondered whether they'd recognise him. He'd changed since he'd last seen them... he'd gotten... bigger for one. As he began walking, claws from four feet clacked against the cement path. At least that would be one memorable feature... The arms... he stetched them outwards as he considered the thought, ...not so much. Up ahead, the house came into view. He was quite surprised, in all the time he'd been gone, the place hadn't been knocked down by some crazy with an issue. Hope they aren't sleeping... because if they are, their in for quite an awakening. He eventually reached the door, and lifted what would be quite an unfamiliar hand. Vas rapped it against the door 3 times. In the darkness of the night, the rocks and rubble of the so-called 'Iron Mountain' stirred. It had been a few years now, and the world had forgotten that one 'mysterious explosion' that took it down, the strange 'cult activity' surrounding the event, connected with 'a series of murders'. As these forgotten memories stirred in the air, the ground began to rise. Slowly at first, the rocks seemed to reassemble themselves, sealing together and forming together to create greater constructs. As it merged and grew, the rate increased, a soft churning noise of rock against stone murmered within the great depths of this monument. And as it reached it's peak, once again stood the mountain. Cold and harsh, it towered into the sky, ignoring the impossibility of it's own presence. Atop the mountain, stood a figure. "If death won't take me... then life will remember me..." |
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| Badx | Dec 12 2008, 04:25 PM Post #2 |
Kill it! Dear sweet mother of sin, kill it!
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Sitting under a tree in an ineffective attempt to avoid being soaked Blader was curled up in the grass. "I miss my old stuff, I had a house, a well paying job, a nose...This sucks!" He jumped up and walked off into the outskirts of town, finally accepting the tree wasn't keeping him dry. "Wonder what's on TV..." Edited by Badx, Dec 12 2008, 04:38 PM.
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| Dragon | Dec 12 2008, 04:52 PM Post #3 |
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A voice seemed to ring from the surrounding darkness. "My my, you're right, you have changed alot..." the voice held an extremely dry note to it, crossed in with a deep growling noise, "Whatever happened to the hero? The one who didn't really care what life threw at him? Alot happened back then... Care to reminisce? Or will it eat you whole?" |
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| Badx | Dec 12 2008, 05:14 PM Post #4 |
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Kill it! Dear sweet mother of sin, kill it!
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Blader stopped in his tracks and looked around for a body to go with the voice that had just spoke to him. "I think I'm losing me mind..." scanning the area again he responded despite believing the voice to be fictional. "I'm not answering to some guy I can't see, go jerk off!" With nothing but the sound of the rain he waited for a response. |
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| Tsurugi | Dec 14 2008, 12:07 PM Post #5 |
Boktai > You.
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Tsurugi sat on the couch in the living room of the crazy house, losing for what was at least the twentieth time in a row some obscure card game that Zippo had suggested they play. She would have probably gone home by now if it weren't for the torrential downpour outside. She heard a knock at the door, but made no move to answer it. Instead, she asked, "Anyone going to answer that?" |
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| Dragon | Dec 14 2008, 12:50 PM Post #6 |
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The darkness surrounding Blader went silent for a few seconds, the sound of water hitting the ground barely counting as background noise. Then, a slight chuckle. "Aye... but what if you could see?" the voice questioned calmly, "And what if you were to see something you didn't expect?" Another small chuckle, the gravelly tone remaining subtle and calm. "You can hear can't you? Or are incapable of recognising sound...?" ---------- Vas stood in the rain, staring at the door. Maybe he should have waited at the hotel for the night. Everyone was probably sleeping now anyway. Attempt two... Vas lifted his hand and knocked again. This time, much harder. |
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| Spøkelse | Dec 15 2008, 07:39 AM Post #7 |
Paramore owns you all.
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Billie poked her head out of the kitchen, clutching a sandwhich in her hand. "Did someone knock?" She asked, unable to hear the actual knock over the rain pouring outside. Upon Tsurugi's confirmation, she shrugged and hopped over to the door cheerfully. She pulled open the door and her sandwhich fell to the floor with a thump and a splat. "Holy sh-" |
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| Badx | Dec 15 2008, 11:46 AM Post #8 |
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Kill it! Dear sweet mother of sin, kill it!
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Blader lasped into a deep thought trying to recognize the voice. When he came to only one conclusion he immediatly began firing energy blast into each and every direction he could think of in an attempt to hit who he thought it was. |
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| Dragon | Dec 15 2008, 01:38 PM Post #9 |
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"Um..." Vas stared nervously as Billie opened the door. Now it had come down to arriving, he had absoloutely no idea as to what to say. "Hey..." that's do, "Think you can lend me a towel...?" ---------- There was a tutting in the darkness as Blader fired off in ever concievable direction. "Now now, so much for our civilised chat..." the voice was becoming more centralised now. "There's one thing you're forgetting..." the owners place could almost be pinpointed. "Some creatures have wings..." the sound came from above. So did the fire. |
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| Badx | Dec 15 2008, 02:16 PM Post #10 |
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Kill it! Dear sweet mother of sin, kill it!
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Blader dived to avoid having his skin scroched off, the grass bursting into flames where he once stood and slowly spreading across the field. Rolling onto his back he fired another blast that cut through the flames an shot into the sky. |
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