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| Dragon | Feb 6 2009, 04:12 PM Post #161 |
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((Blame the World's Spriters Tournament. After 6 years, it kind of takes priority when it's the last...)) ---Pepper--- Drag gave Pepper a strange look, his tone turning serious for a second, "Dead...?" he tilted his head to one side, questioningly, "...You got a little more than knocked out there didn't you...?" Knightmare meanwhile, has crossed his arms. He stared down at the ground, tapping his foot to a tuneless beat, seemingly considering Pepper's question. Spirit asked the question which had been held on his lips. "Say... what do you know of Billie...?" ---Jake--- "No?" Frank smiled, "Well, I guess the pay's good enough as it is..." he leant back against the wall, "Personally, I'm only here for the 'ankh' which they after..." his expression suddenly changed, becoming uncomfortable, "It can apparently cure diseases... or something like that..." the face soon turned to determination, "But whoever had it's keeping it to themselves. If Rapid can succesfully get it though... then who knows who we can help?" he smiled brightly again, "So yeah... that's why I'm here." ---Billie--- "What's wrong with me!?" Pepper's voice broke out, words breaking through now, "What's wrong with you!? Just because the world doesn't run your way doesn't mean...!" she trailed off again into non-sensial babble. Pepper was still against her. She was supposed to be a friend. She'd picked a side, a side which Billie wasn't on. What sort of a friend does that? ---Zippo--- As Zippo pulled, Tsurugi failed to budge. She seemed to be rooted in her frozen place. As he pulled, the heat from the flame sat in the air around him, stuck in place in the middle of this nightmarish scene. Hell had literally frozen over... but for how long? ---Mitch--- "That's one way of phrasing it, yes..." the knights smile remained reassuring, but distant... they pure blue eyes no longer gave the impression of looking at Mitch, but, rather that of looking through him, as if it could see the very soul of the person - the pure, inner being, which truley made him what he was. "I sometimes wonder, what fools still remain in the world, who would not simply accept him with open arms? He is too fair to be judged as unkind... who has the rights to prevent him from what is but his service to life?" Edited by Dragon, Feb 6 2009, 04:16 PM.
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| Riot! | Feb 6 2009, 09:08 PM Post #162 |
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(YOU BETTER POST MORE!) Pepper looked at Drag. "Yes.. dead.." she muttered, barely audible. He had risen from the dead plenty of times.. never as her friend. She looked at Spirit. What did she mean? They all knew Billie quite well. Pepper's sense of confusion was growing, and she felt herself snap. "That's it!! Damn it, explain this to me! Tell me what's going on! Where's Billie? Where's Vas? Where's Jake? Where's Tsurugi? Where's Zippo? Where's Mitch? Where's my dog!? Where am I?! What are we doing here? When did CK come back? When did Spirit come back? And what the hell is up with Drag?" She felt herself loose control, and she knew at any second electricity would be exploding from her hands. At least, it should. ------- "That seems.. noble." Jake muttered, trying to think. How did I get here? he wondered. He closed his eyes. "What's today?" he finally asked. |
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| SliceOfDog | Feb 19 2009, 09:29 AM Post #163 |
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Mitch stared at the floor, his mouth open slightly, as he took in what this knight... thing was saying to him. He was talking about death as though it were a person. And moreso, as though it were a fair person, to be embraced, not avoided. Mitch frowned suddenly. "Death's not fair!" he nearly shouted, looking up unafraid "What about war? Or disease? Or starvation? If death was fair it'd only kill people who deserved to die! Not... not children. Or doctors. Or..." He paused, and for the first time reflected on his life further than his injury. He saw himself sleeping rough on the street. He saw himself struggling for food every day. He saw others like him freezing to death as people who had the power to change it, people with money and homes, walked by without a second glance. He felt hatred rise in his chest "Or the homeless. How would you know about death? You haven't died! You - " Mitch stopped, aware he had already asked the question in his mind, but somehow thinking that his sudden disgust at the creatures casual dismissal of death gave his question more authority. More likelyhood of getting a real answer. "Just what are you?" he spat |
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| Badx | Apr 9 2009, 04:45 PM Post #164 |
Kill it! Dear sweet mother of sin, kill it!
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WOW GUYS, WAY TO LET THE ONE RP THAT ACTUALLY DEVELOPED YOUR CHARACTERS BEYOND THE DEPTH OF A THIN MINT CHOKE ON IT'S GUTS AND DIE. |
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