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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 12:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 12:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 8:59 pm
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"I go by Simon now. That or Sam." he corrected as he placed his mask back on. The tentacles sank back into his back with a slight shudder. Once he was finally as normal as he could get, he turned to face the passed out embodiment, there was still liquid darkness streaming from his closed eyes like tears. "It tugs at my heart to see what Khaso left for the world." he muttered in disgust.
Armageddon shot Myka a glare. "You shut the Hell up, kid. Just because you've got a fancy-a$$ title and a stupid piece of jewelry does not mean I will treat you any better. You're still that snobby little brat as always, and that comment you just said sure as Hell didn't help you. So if anything, you have to get over yourself, kid." he snarled and got up on his own, staring at his ring as if pondering other ways to remove it. "I'm afraid we cannot let you leave, Mrs. Fo - er, Armageddon." Bennacio said as he and Zen blocked the doors with outstretched blades, their gazes solely on Myka. "If you are truly a friend of the young kind as you say you are, then you must help him in his time of need as he did you." "Meaning, we're not letting you run like the spineless coward you are." Zen sneered.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:46 pm
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" I hope you're right." Simon said as he turned to face the doorway. He turned to gaze down at his slender, pale fingers. Yes, he certainly understood how difficult it was to maintain that darkness and the corrupted treasures it had. Simon flexed his fingers as he thought to himself, If only I had been able to control it." He has been exposed to new kinds of powers. Just as Iris has explained-" " Apparently you were too busy thinking about yourself." " -he has been controlled by the TV. He is technically possessed." Bennacio kept his passive gaze, but something flickered in his eyes like a bright flame. " Surely you will not hold that against him. After all, that is only two strikes against the massive amounts of good deeds he has done for you." Armageddon ignored the conversation between the two, knowing that if he said anything then the snobby brat would find a way to take it offensively and call him names that fit her more. No, there was something more interesting to him, it forced his gaze out the doorway. He didn't know what it was exactly, but he could sense something coming. Something that reminded him of himself for some reason. And then it hit him. " Oh no." Armageddon made a sound between a groan and a sigh. Just as he exhaled, a young man walked into the house. He looked young, perhaps 21, and somewhat resembled Armageddon, only with black hair and golden eyes.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 7:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 8:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 8:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 9:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 9:21 pm
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