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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 1:33 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 7:09 am
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RosesOfDeathYetFullOfLife
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 7:16 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 7:27 am
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RosesOfDeathYetFullOfLife
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 2:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 2:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 2:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:26 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:51 pm
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The Man just smiled at Vincent. He really had forgotten who he was. He felt a bit sad about that but then again, he understood. Vincent wasn't human so his lifespan was an eternity longer than your average human, and who knows how long it had been since they had last met. Time wasn't constant in Labyrinthos. Sometime a minute was an hour, other times it was a decade. Or a Decade in it could have been a mere second on this plane of existence. The red-wearing man removed his hat, letting it twirl around his can using his left hand. "Come on, where would be the fun if I was to just plainly tell you? Where are your dolls? I don't see them. As it been that long that you stopped bringing them with you? Or did you abandon them after you removed your mask? Your aura does feel like it had been a while. Hope you still have it. I wouldn't want to miss the chance to have such a precious artifact!". The man then pause, keeping a smirk on his face. Sudenly, in a quick movement, he trew his hat at Vincent. The hat burst into a flame, transforming into a fireball tenfold in power and speed than the previous one were. This one was meant to be serious. "Let us play while you try to figure out who I am! He then took his can spinning it in front of him. Every quarter second, four news fireballs were being blast toward Vincent.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 10:51 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 11:49 am
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"Oh, don't be a killjoy. It's for you to remember, not me to tell you. As for the mask, I hold it. Once or twice. Maybe three times. said the man in red just before toping twirling his can to shoot fireballs at the blue demon. Vincent was more powerful than he used to be, but that was to be expected, seeing as he didn't have his mask on anymore. He had never seen the demon without it for more than a few hours but that usually was enough to triple his power. This led the man to wonder just how long Vincent had been without it. Was he at his full demon power?
"Oh no, that wont work", he said when he saw Vincent moving in on close quarter. It was a good move, most mages where horrible at close combat. But not him. Oh, of course he was more powerful with his spells, but at least he could hold himself if the need happen. He swung his can in front of himself, holding it horizontally. Letting it go, the can floated in mid air, about the the height of the man's chest. He rose his left hand over the can, chanting spell. "ita kare, ishar". Flames started to dance on the can as if it was on fire. However, the can itself wasn't burning. It was more as if the can was creating the flames. The red-dressed man took a hold of the can with his right hand and started running toward Vincent, meeting him halfway, and thrusting his flaming can at him, like a rapier. "Come on Vincent, Remember! But not too fast. We're having fun!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 12:21 pm
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