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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 10:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:40 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 11:59 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 8:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 6:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 8:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 12:35 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 9:20 pm
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Tysulir looked up from the sketched map and book when a voice from afar called him out. The voice was not that of anyone who he knew and he was instantly suspicious. Squinting at the figure a ways away from him he used his eye talent to see the readout of this persons emotional responses and true intentions. Thin greens and yellows with a white center lit up around the person, signs of confusion and uncertainty mixing with caution. The white base was an indicator of a fairly pure person rather than wicked hearted, however the shift from white to gray to black was made easily in anyone. Before he could respond to this mans call he saw the approach of others
Farther in the distance he noticed a flickering color against the dark night, the coloring uncertain as the distance clouded the range of his alternate vision. Off to one side of him he heard and saw the approach of Alex. With a blink his eyes returned to their normal visionary capabilities as Alex spoke about rice cakes. "I doubt I will be destroying it soon, if I rip it I can just seal it all in ice to preserve it and use the ice as a magnifying glass to read by while I am at it." He said closing the book and rolling up the map. At the mention of the Genesis he stopped for a moment and tried to feel what Alex meant, however could not for some reason. "Funny, I didn't feel much different facing my Genesis... You are probably just imagining it." He said then heard the preparation of a wind attack and looked up from packing up his supplies to see the spell launched. "Really, we don't need to go attacking everyone that is innocent around here, I already checked this guy out and he seems clean to me." He said to Alex with a halfhearted sigh.
The loud retort from the attacked man lead to Ty swatting Alex on the back of the head in a mock punishment. "Now look, you hurt him and probably pissed him off. Go see if he is ok then I guess if he is hurt we are bringing him along, even if he is innocent we cant have anyone of the wrong side knowing what I am up to, the royals for example." He said then walked off to the gate leading into the grave yard and crossed the grass to the door of the charnel house. He ignored the plots of bodies and simply walked as though no body was ever buried beneath him. Waiting with his touch and hand rested on the door handle for the Alex and possibly the other two to follow him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 9:33 pm
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It was to create a world of peace, not to win positions or power, that we raised our swords and killed.
"Oh.......crap" was all Alex could say after he realized that he had attacked the man for no reason. The man had avoided the deadly parts of the attack, and yet he felt the need to yell! "Directions, here? You really are in just the wrong place amigo" commented Alex idly as he focused back on his surroundings. He inhaled slowly, then exhaled in order to get his frayed nerves back under control. "Sorry man, all I could hear was something making a loud noise so I freaked out a little. Here, take this. The ointment inside will numb the wounds so that you can move easier" he said, tossing a bottle of unidentified nature to the man.
Shortly after doing this, a large force collided with the back of Alex's head, sending him face first into the ground. A puff of dust hung lazily in the air as Alex rubbed his sore face. "Really? You know that this area gives me the creeps, so cut me some slack when I freak out and attack loud noises" Alex said sullenly, brushing the dust of old bones from his robe. The fabric swished softly as he pushed the air around it, taking the dirt cleanly off. Alex ran his hand through his hair, biding his time while he watched Ty casually walk to the door of the house. His bare feet rustled through the graveyard as he approached the door, the black aura that surrounded the place threatening to choke the very air from his lungs. His feet soon felt the cool, yet surprisingly soft wood that made up the area around the house. He nodded at Tysulir as if to say I'm ready.
If we forget that, then we are no revolutionaries after all.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 12:13 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 9:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 10:30 pm
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War is not heroic. War is not exhilarating. War is full despair
The pungent smell of rotting corpses greeted Alex's unusually sharp sense of smell with the power of twelve sumo wrestlers. Gagging, the deep brown eyes of the hammer master welled up with tears as a small amount of vomit pole vaulted out of his stomach and into the back of his mouth. He swayed, placing his forehead against the cool marble that made up a shelf. His breathing normal, he rasped "the hell are we looking for? A hidden switch, or maybe a trap door? Either way this place is bad. I don't trust the bones on the floor, or the menacing aura around this damn place. Still....... it beats sitting back at headquarters doing nothing all day" Alex shrugged, returning to his normal self.
It seemed that almost throwing up had thrown a new determination over the frayed nerves of Alex. His shoulders straightened with a new purpose. He walked forward, until something strange greeted his eyes. The far wall, which he had mistaken for being rotted to the point of no return, had something propped against it. He walked forward and felt a sense of deep awe. He ran his hands across the pure ivory keys, his mind lost in days long ago. "Tell me Ty, why is there a organ here? This feels......familiar somehow" Alex muttered as he sat on the suprisingly well keps bench. The organ made a soft hissing noise as he pressed down on one of the keys gently, not enough to produce a note. The only mystery lay in the only part clotted with dust, right above the keys. Curiosity piqued, he brushed the dust off and nearly had a heart attack
"Th.....th.....this organ! How the hell did it get here?" Alex screamed as he read the words that were scratched forever in the dark wood of the organ. 'Downfall into darkness' said the script, a perfect copy of what the now shaking hands of the warrior would have written.
It's dark. It's dreadful. It's a thing of sorrow and gloom
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 4:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 11:05 am
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A heavy black mist appeared about 10 feet from the house, and you could just fell the darkness getting heavier. Then the darkness started to warp into a small black hole looking portal and in it were two glowing red eyes.
There was a sound coming from outside the portal as the stranger with the glowing eyes heard others and grinned. "Well looks like we found someone eh Agito..." he said with a groveling voice. A dark clawed hand touches the side of the portal and the stranger walks out, he had the scent of a demon, but the body of a man, his claws where covered in condenced darkness. As he walked out of the portal the darkness got thicker, the air heavier. "Well now agito lets go have some fun, maybe with some of my help you can get stronger, HAHAHAHAHAHA." the demon laughed.
The demon then looked over and saw a structure with the scent of rotting corpses, he then looked closer to see that there where people in there. "Alright Agito now lend me your sword, Zangata!" he said as he went to grab the sword and it burned the demons hands. "You still defy me even when your this far into the possesion, you surprise me i guess i will play with them for a little bit then ill leave you alone for a little bit." he said as he charged darkness into his hands and started to chant in a anchient language.
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 4:46 pm
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