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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 5:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 5:07 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 3:37 pm
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Barenziah
... or, if a friend, Barry for short.
It clung in the skeletal hand in front of her: an elaborate, silver longsword. It was the sword of Captain Symchus, a second or third or fourth commanding officer of the ruined castle. From the looks of things he had died clutching it with grim determination, not letting his grapple with life and death come between him and his sword. But the reasons of his death were of no concern to her, for she only needed the sword. Setting her jaw, Barry reached down at the skeletal hand and pried the bones off, some scattering and even breaking on the floor as they fell. She grabbed the silver sword, the intricate markings on the handle wrestling her attention away from her surroundings as walked out of the room, for there must be some reason behind another wanting this marvelously preserved weapon
That moment was all the castle needed, for she tripped a wire that was previously missed by her leather booth. At the moment the wire was tripped the door slammed shut with a Bang! and locked with a loud Click! Perhaps that was what killed the captain... starvation... She was soon proved wrong however, for a voice arose from the skeleton that reverberated throughout the room, sending chills down Barry's back. "Replace the Sword of Trowel into mine hand or suffer my fate..."
Barry didn't think that fate was a path to her employer, but she didn't drop the sword. She placed it in her backpack and readied her Eagle Claws for a fight. "Very well, you have chosen your fate," echoed in the room as the yellow glow in the eye sockets blew out. A green gas poured in from a vent and Barry murmured, "Oh no..." Then she screamed, "Hello, anyone out there! Help, please!" She didn't wish to be another skeleton in this ruined castle...
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 9:46 pm
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“And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ As gas filled in the room, a small animal, it looked to be a black and white bird, entered into the room. It was Nex, the penguin made by Origin, the creature creeped forward, its eyes pure white, its long flowing yellow cape behind its body as it jumped in the air, attempting to fly as it flapped its wings, hitting the ground with a loud thump, a squeak forcing itself from its throat.
"Squeak..." Nex uttered at it walked forward to the young lady, blowing out light from its mouth as the gas cleared. It yelled in Triumph. "Squeak!" it yelled as it jumped into the arms of Barry, hoping she would catch him. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ I am determinèd to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days."
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 5:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 8:16 pm
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“And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ The small penguin was smiling, as it turned around in her arms, ripping off his yellow cape, to reveal a bright green one underneath. It squeaked in apprehension with each word she said, it was having a conversation, although for some reason, no one could understand these random sounds out of its beak. It laughed after its sentences, it made a very funny joke, or so it seemed to Nex, who was still just rambling off. Its eyes returned to its natural blue color, and it huddled into a ball, spinning on the ground, squeaking loudly. After a few moments, it stood up, and began to walk, motioning her to follow. "Squeak!" It yelled, it seemed to be important. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ I am determinèd to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days."
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 6:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 8:24 pm
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“And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Walking through the curved and jagged walls of the ruins, the walls seemed to twist and turn endlessly, and Nex knew the tunnels by heart, rubbing his flipper against the sides, dust falling off of the rusty sides, and entering the air. Being only about a foot tall, he waddled very slow, with each step, a slow squeak flowing from his lips. It took a bit, but they reached the end of the tunnel, only to find a dead end, and as soon as Nex reached the last step, a large crunching sound echoed, as a swinging boulder on a large rope flung down towards them, Nex stood and stared with a dumbfounded look on his face, smiling and clapping, squeaking in joy as it flew straight over his head, he was to short for it to hit him, and as the pendulum swung back, it smashed back into the dead end, opening up a direct view to ethral city. Nex nuzzled down onto the ground, and then sprung up into the air, flying away. Flapping his wings as fast as he could, black and white energy flew from his behind, as he flew with the speed of a rocket, giving her a way to escape. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ I am determinèd to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days."
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 4:07 pm
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