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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 9:01 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 11:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:20 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 2:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 6:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 7:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 8:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 5:20 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 9:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 10:32 pm
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Alixraen Hime Xiao Qiao Pointed Claws Soon after the "THING" tore the first hor off of his oppenent he stared at Zantiku. And soon decided to stop fighting. Woosh! in a flash Alucard disappeared into the clocktower light (( i dont know if any one agrees with me but here it goes. You god modding your character in the post before this one. You should repost that post and make it fair to the other rper to defend themselves even a bit. That is what i think is fair to do. Running away after doing the god modding doesnt change anything at all. )) [[Oh, absolutely agreed.]] After fighting the demon, Devil LaRaine turned back into his original human form, completely healed. He now showed no signs of the fight that had just occured. ((i guessed that you would)) Xiao Qiao waves her hands more to get someone attention due to the fact she couldnt really walk to anyone and needed some help now.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 7:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 7:39 pm
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Julian sauntered down the street, her hips swinging seductively from side to side as she took each step. The lipstick towards the right side of her lower lip was smudged a bit, and she was wiping the blood from her hands onto her pants.
She had just finished a kill on a horny old devil and, as usual, it took her a bit to adjust from the sultry persona she had adopted back to her usual self. Her pale thumb wiped under her lower lip, eliminating the smudge that had previously occupied the particular area. She wiped the lipstick on her pants as well and readjusted the gun dangling from the front of her belt into a more comfortable position a bit farther towards her right thigh.
The light clicking caused by her heals slowed as she approached a strange scene, two men fighting, a girl desperately trying to gain their attention, and a man who appeared to be conducting his own silent symphony. Clearly this was a group of whack jobs, but they struck her interest. Casually, she leaned against the wall to watch the show.
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