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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 16 2009, 10:55 PM (1,151 Views) | |
| Vaelyis | Jan 16 2009, 10:55 PM Post #1 |
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What happens when someone close it taken from you? Would you go beyond the world to find them? Doing what ever costs it takes you to find them? Would you leave them behind, forgetting everything. not taking part in it? Would you go out, find the people responsible, gaing revenge and retribution, showing them your skills and fear, killing them to get ever closer to that one you love and devote everything to? Would you die and take a bullet for them.... or would you ban them, leaving them in the darkness of blood and murder, leaving them behind? Silent, quiet, and motionless. Departed from the world, isolated and eluding everything from the world. Taking no part in civilization and society, as well as the parts of family and friends. He sat there... motionless and despondent for nearly five days... eluding everyting from his mind. Hopes were lost. Dreams had vanished. Life was taken away. Desire is regained. War was an effort to live for. And the fate of his life is now on the line... creating drastic measures to be performed. It was not yet but yesterday when he had lost someone, someone he cared for, someone he loved and dreamed of keeping for the rest of his life. And that... that was taken from him from the moment he was going to do what men do to keep that person in their lives. Saturday, 2:23 AM Blood on the floor, hand prints shadded and printed on the floor boards, stretching in long trails out the bedroom door. A phone lied underneith the bed. Left over fired gun rounds were scattered all over the wooden floor boards, heat flaring from the ends of the bullets. Bullet holes were punctured in the walls, through and throughs being punctured in the walls as they were at close range. Something went wrong here... something horrifying. It was a struggle - a struggle to live and retaliate from the enemy. Blood spattered the walls in the bedroom walls, bed, bloor, and furniture, as well as out in the living room and kitchen. The dining room, living room, bedroom, and everywhere else had been broken, showing struggle in the room. Glass in the windows had been shot, only two contained the remnants of the bullet holes puncturing the sheet of glass, cracks streaming upwards from the entry. Everything in the house was out of place or missplaced. Furniture, tables, lamps, everything. Nothing was missing... or was there? A picture frame with both the loving couple was covered with a spatter of blood, as well as a broken glass from being hit and knocked down woth blunt force. The glass slider entry showing forced entry, as well as being broken from someone being thrown through, breaking the glass door from the weight being thrown at it. It was a massacre here and this wasn't good news for the man whom lived here. The man stood, knelt down next to the fireplace where te picture frame of him and his girlfriend, whiping the blood spatter from the glass, as well as the broken remnants, recovering the picture that was left in side in tact. A tear fell from his eye as he felt the texture of the picture, moving his fingers over the fragile face he came known to and loved. Was this the end of his life? Or the mere beginning? The man came to be known as a murderer. Someone not to mess with when someone has been taken from his life. A man that shows no bounds when it comes to revenge and murder. The man these people were dealing with was not someone to tamper with. This man came to the name of Marcus. Marcus Razen Lector. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 16 2009, 11:10 PM Post #2 |
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(sad.. Reminds me of the movie Taken.. Still have yet to see!!) Upon high in a moutain terrain rested a Dragon. Her black scales seemed tor eflect the glow of the snow, givving off a heat seen by only Her rider. He sat ina saddle, black as night, the saddle ahd starps that wrapped around the Dragon's chest and behind her front legs. The rider was in armor, black armor with strange acid-green markings. He sat looking down, waiting. The Dragon streacthed her wings,Do yuo think she will come? "I know she will.." How? The Dragon asked. "I just do!" He sounded irritated. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. "Just shut up Sethla!" James! Seth snarled, she shook her head and calmed, I know you are worried but please James, Be kind. Janette will come. "I miss her.." I know you do James.. I know. James rested the riens that were attached to the Strap around Seth's chest,"It's cold here.. why does she want to meet here?" She wanted you to meet her alone but I had to bring you. ONce she is here you will leave with her to go somewhere she will take you too. after that I don't know. But James.. Promise me this, You will stay safe?Seth spoke. "You worry to much."James complained,I'm old enough to look after myself! James, it's in my nature. Stay safe. "I give you my word as a halfbreed!" "And who was to trust the word of a halfbreed?" A voice came. James looked up and smiled, seeing a familier face. Janette smiled,"You coming or what?" "You read me?"James asked astounded. "Of course. It's not hard!" "I didn't know you could!" James replied. "Oh but I can!" Janette said with a smile. James dimounted Seth. He smiled, happy to See Janette. She was in black.. All black. James only shook his head and laughed. "what?"She asked. "Nothing..." James repleid,"Thank you Seth, and I will stay Safe, but you need to as well!'' I'm so scared. seth joked. She lifted her wings and became airbourne. "James? May you preform your little shapshift?"Janette askd as Seth left. "Of course." James replied. His bones crackewd as well as joints. Sclaes covered him and his nails turned to claws. It looked painfull and once upon a time it was. But now it came normally.. No pain. ONly a dull throb. He was used to it now. He shook his large head and looked at Janette,You wont tell me where we are going? "Nope! You'll find out when we get there!" She walked to him. He followed her, twisteing his enck as she Mounted him at the base of his neck. He smiled, watchng her as she moved so fluidly.. He was glad she was his. "Dont even think about it James."Janette said smiling, knowing what he'd think next,"Don't even think about it." Oh come on? I can't have a little fun anymore?James said with a smile,It's not like it would be the first time we di- "No."She cut him off laughing,"Not now.. ITs too cold, besides, we have something to do!" After? "Maybe.. But then again.. I could Tease you." Damn... You are right.. She laughed. James smield and lept over the ledge. Janette clutched the spike on his neck tightly. James pulled up from the steep dive. But then it hit him.. A sudden loss. Something he had felt only once before but he didn't know where it came from. But it hurt. God did it hurt. He wanted to know what it was... But how? He tried to push it away. Not succedeing... |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 17 2009, 02:21 AM Post #3 |
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(That's what I based it on after I saw the trailers for the movie. I want to see it, too. Looks so cool. Especially the way he tortures people! And I knowit's sad, I hated typing it myself.) Pounding his hand against the picture and the frame, busting it even more. "Why?" he hissed. "Why her? Why not me?" Marcus struggled to get up from the pain of loosing his one love, but it was all taken away. It always happens to him. "I should have been there. I should have been the one to die. Not her. Me. I should've been here to protect here. It's my fault... all my fault." Taking the problem as his fault, Marcus felt like he couldn't live no more. He felt like he didn't have the right to live; he felt futile and worthless; he felt like this was all his fault when truely... it wasn't. Crying from the pain of being lost, repressesion, Marcus brokedown. His head was between his legs like a cowardly dog, showing his fear, showing he had given up on everything. Rocking back and forth, anger began to force it's way through his body and mine, controlling him... taking over what is left to be completed. The rage was too strong. His doubts of finding her were over, but the rage came back making him remember them again, making him desire revenge, blood, and the passion of murder. The fant memories of his early massacres - the ones he enjoyed long ago. Markings began to flood his body. Markins of the Aryan Laguage. His eyes were a crimson; his spine arching, spiking out from the skin over the bone; his hair draped down his face, dangling in front of his piercing, death-defying, deadly eyes. Hisses faintly came forth from his mouth, as well as little whispers and voices in the shallows of the abyss, orchestrating through the house. The voices began to speak more clearly, expanding throughout the house, speaking in riddles and the normal language. Marcus was no more deprived from salvation, he was back in game. Rising to his feet, his hair was still draped over his face, but his eyes casted the deadly cimson, showing through the pitch black hair. Cracking his neck and back as he stood, Marcus wasn't going to let this all down. Not for her... not for Rave (not the dragon). "Will we Listen!" Marcus smiled as the chaotic voice of his own depression carried out from his lips, becoming more metallic and vile. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 17 2009, 03:17 AM Post #4 |
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(id like to see it, but i already know it will be once its out.. im not aloud out of the hosue and my prents wont let me get a job...) James smiled and Janette poiinted,"Down there, Please don-" James already ahd, he dived froward, wngs pined to this sides, going straght down. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 17 2009, 09:29 AM Post #5 |
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"When we are fully clensed and the truth comes forth, will we listen?" Marcus smiled. "No. We will not. And we never did. And we never will." Standing tall, Marcus was not of himself, but his split, the other half that came know as Marcus, but spelt differently. It was spelt with a "k" for the "c". Markus. But Marcus himself never came known to it until his half spoke to him, but this wasn't Markus standing with rage... this was the real Marcus. Snarling, he herd a phone ring. Eyes wondering, Marcus searched every where on the main floor, but the noise was coming from higher above. Looking up the fleet of stairs, Marcus looked over to see where the ring was coming from. Walking over to the flight of stairs, Marcus placed his hand on the railing and began to walk up to the second floor. The ring stopped, but the person whom was calling called yet again, allowing Marcus to find the phone. Walking past Realian's room, he herd the sound of the ring even clearly. Pushing the door open, the phone rung from under the bed. Kneeling down, Marcus looked under the bed to see the phone. Grabbing it, he walked down the stairs, waiting until they called again. Sitting in a chair, the house being pitch-black, no light came through but from the phone. Holding it in his hands, Marcus jumped as the phone rang again. Flipping the lid, a voice spoke. "If you want herback... then you must give us one thing for her." The cries of Realien were in the back as she was being brutally beaten and tortured. "Keep your hands off her!" Marcus snarled. "Not until you give us what we want." the voice hissed. "Then what do you want?" Marcus asked, but there was no answer. "I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you're looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have the money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills - skills I have aquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my girlfriend go now, that will be the end of it. But if you don't... I will look for you; I will find you. And I will kill you." Hearing a fant breathing in the back, a voice cracked and spoke. "Good luck." And then... they hung up. Marcus snarled, crushing the phone in his grip. "God damnit!" Marcus screamed in ager. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 17 2009, 03:33 PM Post #6 |
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Janete clutched his neck,"To fst James! We'll crash!!" James smiled,No.. Trust me my love, we wont crash. He shot open his wings, klevling out, his hammered tail hit the ground hard and he smiled as Janette relaxed. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 17 2009, 11:30 PM Post #7 |
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Slamming his fists on a table, it cracked in half from the blunt force he had placed on it. "I need you." Marcus placed his hand on his forehead, moving his head from side to side in disagreement. "This is all my fault." |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 17 2009, 11:32 PM Post #8 |
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James hissed as the sudden ave of emotion hit him once more. He growled, and tried to push ti away but it came back. Marcus? James asked, Are you alright? |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 17 2009, 11:34 PM Post #9 |
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Breathing roughly, he couldn't contain his anger much longer. 'They took her. They took her from me. From my life. She will die if I don't get her back.' |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 17 2009, 11:39 PM Post #10 |
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James shook hsi ehad violently,Calm down brother! I can't think straight let alone see staright and I would rather not crash today! Who took who? Who's going to die? Explain Marcus! |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 17 2009, 11:44 PM Post #11 |
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'I CAN'T CALM!' He hissed, not meant to be mean, but the Radien and Immersion coursed through him faster than ever. He then was feeling her pain. Her pain alone. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 17 2009, 11:49 PM Post #12 |
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God Damnit marcus dont yell at me! James roared in frustration. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 17 2009, 11:51 PM Post #13 |
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'Then don't tell me to calm down!' Marcus hissed. Holding his head, the pain coursed through. Through in and through out. His chest began to feel like it was being crushed, his heart being broken, and sharp pains to the back were pircing. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 17 2009, 11:58 PM Post #14 |
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My dear Brother, Breathe. I want to help, But I can't if you wont tell me whats wrong. I need Details or your yelleing is as useless as I am without Seth. James said calmly. Janette was cnofused but couldn't hear them.. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 12:04 AM Post #15 |
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'People came in the house, blood scattered on the walls. They took Brynn. They took her from me... and now... now I can't get her back. It's lost and gone. I need her as much as I need you and Mutainy.' Marcus replied, feeling the sorrow grow even more. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 12:05 AM Post #16 |
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Let us find her then my Brother. And you can get your revenge. Think. Everyone has a tie in soemthing. Some one has to know. We can find her. Not all hope is gone. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 12:07 AM Post #17 |
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'I don't know who they were. The voice from the phone was like no other I have herd before in my life from someone I know. And I know the voices of my enemies.' Marcus replied, trying to hyperventalate. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 12:10 AM Post #18 |
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Calm down.. Breath. Breath slowly or I'll make you, and dont think i cant! James said, Now.. Lets think.. Is there any other clues around the house as to who they were? A sighn an object, anything that might discern them? |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 12:14 AM Post #19 |
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'I am trying to breathe. Having panic attacks, anexiety, the one of yur life gone, asthma, and this chemical crap in my body is't really helping in the least. Should be thankful that I am at least trying. And I would love to see you try!' Marcus snapped, trying in his best to calm. Breathing in a bag, he began to calm, his worries trying to leave. 'All that was left was the picture frame being busted and a phone under the bed, but that was Brynn's and I crushed it in my hands. I will further look, but all I can say is that there is more blood than anything.' |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 12:17 AM Post #20 |
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I would go help, but from what you said of the blood I will not. It ill provoke Jàmes... He spoke of his other half as if it were a solidatry person, Is it just her blood? Is there a weapon? And if you want to know a way to calm, concetrate on my voice and what you are looking for. James kept his voice calm. Rembering the many ways he'd been taught to stay calm. The hard way at least. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 12:19 AM Post #21 |
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'I calm by not of voices, but my lust for revenge. I will try in the least. I do not know it it's just hers. It may not be. I see no weapon at all for that matter. Odd.' Marcus replied. And it was indeed odd. Where's the crime of passion with no weapon? There was no motive. If so, what did they want with her and Marcus? |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 12:31 AM Post #22 |
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They took the weapon. James answered Marcus' thought, They dont want you to find her, they are playing with you. Listen, I have not dealt with this game before but many others. One close to this but the ones who's name I shall never let pass before my lips again. James thought, Do you want me to come to you?You sound like you need someone with you who will understand you. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 12:39 AM Post #23 |
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'I'm fine. I can handle this on my own, but thank you for your help.' Marcus replied. 'Go. Do what you need to do. I have a job to do and this concerns me getting her back and me alone. I will cope you in when I am good and ready.' Marcus then closed his thoughts, eluding them away from others. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 12:44 AM Post #24 |
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James let him.. Trusting his Brother to be carefull and stay 'Safe'. It was a joke to them really.. Staying safe.. Janette rubbed James neck and he looekd her,sorry.. "It's okay.." |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 12:52 AM Post #25 |
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Safe was all they played for! Marcus hissed as he rampaged through the house, trying to gain what he wanted, then he thought... the call. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 12:56 AM Post #26 |
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(trace the calll!!! ahaha!!! ive done that before!! actaully.. i had to! life and death mater!!) James flew lower,Where are we going? "I already told you, imaotent boy you'll find out when we get there!"Janette answered. Boy?Janette you really think I am a boy after I- "My turn to tell you to shut up!" Janette laughed. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 01:01 AM Post #27 |
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(Yap! I want to. When I become a CSI then I will. So fun!) Marcus went to the phone, but he had destroyed it. No matter, he had ways with technology to trace the call. The lab. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 01:04 AM Post #28 |
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(i dont like it, i do but i dont.. When i had to, it was either trace the call or i was f*cked...) James smiled,Not for long though! "EH?" You're still mine!!!!He dipped his head and his toungue snaked out. "Not funny James!!" |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 01:11 AM Post #29 |
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(How so?) Marcus went to the elevator that lead down to the lab miles below the house and that's where Mutainy was for now. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 01:14 AM Post #30 |
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(i wiss somewhat Kidnapped by my neighbors friend who is a Addict of pain.. waht the word.. Sadistic? had to trace neighbors call cuz it came from the hosue but i had no clue where i was!!) James smiled evily. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 01:20 AM Post #31 |
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(Yeah. I am Sadistic. And it's cool.. to me!) "I will kill you." Marcus hissed. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 01:22 AM Post #32 |
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(its not coll when you are the one being hurt by someone else that for sure.. i still have scars!!) "James!! Land instread of fantasizing things that you shoukldnt be!!"Janette scolded. James growled playfully he landed though. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 01:28 AM Post #33 |
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(I know. I had a bruise around my neck from being choaked to dead as well as lash marks on my back from being whipped when I was a kid.) "An make you pay!" Marcus hissed as he entered the lab, walking to a computer. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 01:26 PM Post #34 |
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(thats sickening. I dont know why peoiple hurt kids. *shakes head* I hate it. But if I'm inflicting wounds upon myself, as I have siad before, I wont feel it. Thats why I didn't feel it when I careved the Shwandis into my wrist with a pen! It's almost healed though.. Oh wel.. Gets pen, time to carve it in again!!!) Janette dismounted, she looked at James, hearing his thought,"James!! Thats Disgusting!!" James threw back his head and roared with laughter,But true!! You did ride me!! "The way you were thinking was disgusting!!!" James gently nuzzled her amr,I'm sorry my dear.. "You are forgiven." |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 06:28 PM Post #35 |
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(More like James rode her! Kidding. Just kidding! But yeah, I carved a heart on my chest and it's there. To tell it's me on my phone and not my dad, she asks what do I have on my chest? It I say Heart, then she knows its me. My dad doesn't know about it.) Hitting a bar on the keyboard, he then began to type. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 06:47 PM Post #36 |
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(ahah!!! Now I'm laughing my head.. unfortantly on the inside!!! ahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! James: not funny anymore..) Janette walked forward, then she called"Mychel!!!" James hissed,He'sd supposed to be dead??Honey, you can't call the dead to lfie.. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 06:49 PM Post #37 |
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(Ha ha. See, I knew you would get a crack at it! Marcus: Sure it is! *Nudges!*) Typing in the phone number, he had everythng he needed on this one PC. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 06:51 PM Post #38 |
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(lolz.. why wouldnt I? its funny as hell! James: Damn you all to pyron...) Janette smiled,"Thats what you think!" |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 07:02 PM Post #39 |
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(Yeah. It is. My friend corrupted my mind more on pervertedness. I was never like this before. It all began in 8th grade! Marcus: I've been there! You know, the lake of fire is actually comfortable!) Hearing a bleep on the screen, the large one above him, Marcus smiled "I got you!" |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 07:05 PM Post #40 |
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(lolz.. got it from a friend who left long ago..god i miss her. James: dumb ass you dont know hwat pyron is!!) Eh? "Mychel get down here with your dmned dragon!" You curse? |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 07:08 PM Post #41 |
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(Sorry to hear that. I think one of mine left me before. Cursed memory! Marcus: And to think if I don't. would I care enough to actually know?) Marcus smiled and headed to the door, but he was stopped by a void on the platform. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 07:11 PM Post #42 |
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(i hate my memory the onlygood part is my semi photograh part.. James: and you would no the way of sleep with another as well?) James hissed and loked up..he smiled,Mychel.. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 18 2009, 07:22 PM Post #43 |
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(Ditto! Marcus: Not that if it doesn't counter for.) "Mutainy, let me through." Marcus asked her. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 18 2009, 07:46 PM Post #44 |
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James: now really?) James smiled as Archangyl landed. Mychel dismounted and James placed his ehad over JAnette's shulder, tail curling around her. Janette hissed,"James!" James smiled. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 25 2009, 06:53 PM Post #45 |
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(Marcus: Not everything can be asked for and granted at the sight, now can it?) Mutainy's body began to change right then. Her scales dulled to a deep purple, symbols inking to her body. A scar grew over her left eye, sealing to a light blue. Hey eyes radiated, mists forming out of her eyes, the color, pupil, iris and all changing to a light turqoise-blue. There was no pupil, nigh an iris. Her eyes swarmed with vengence and vigilance, performing the righteous ways of what only she came well known to and forged with. Befriending the bond she had with her Evian Rider, Marcus, she began to inquire more and more needs over the limitsof what she had accounted for. More than what Mutainy herself had resigned to. This wasn't no ordinary bond. Not ordinary bond of will, strenght, molivolence, pride, structure, hopes, security, and wisdom. This went beyond. The restraints that held onto her were missing... gone. Vnished. Mutainy threw her head back, standing on her two hind limbs as a set of front limbs pierced out from her side, growing from both the left and right flanks of her body. Claws scathed with marks from battles, growing to their full destructive power and the damage that could be done. Spikes pierced through her back, growing to lengths of nearly 15 feet, declining as they went down the rim of her spine. The rack of spikes at the end of her tail became a destructive weapon, damage done in one swipe and hammer. The spikes pierced from her skin, making a crackling sound as they poked and thrust through the muscle and strong hide membrane. 3 rows of spikes down the back to the tail. Horns grew out of her scull, growing tonearly 8 feet in length, 3 more horns developing and growing on the other side, counter acting with the ones on her right flank of her head. The crown o her head dicipated as the horns took over, making the crown break away, deteriorating. The horns were racked and made of strong bone from the Selvern from inside her body. The bone was black, matching the dark shades of color on her body, igniting symbols at the base and down the bottom rim of the two large main horns, opposites of eachother. Smaller horns grew above the eyes and more on the forehead, reaching to higher lengths, intwining with the ones on her back. The hide scales began to harvest a bonial structure over the hide, the bones being a black-tan-gray tinted color. Serving the depths of the bonial structure, carvings and engravements of claw marks and cracks envoloped on the bones. Showing deteioration and the age of the bone. Mutainy wasn't normal or docile. She was more over those limits now. What she has become was forbidden of her nature. Marcus began to back away, trying to flee from his dragon, but she cought him rear ended. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 25 2009, 06:58 PM Post #46 |
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James:No.. But I still wish to know where you have learned of all this?) James LEt go and Janette looked at Mychel. Mychel nodded,. ArchAngyl Greeted James,Where is Seth? I am here. Seht's voice came. She landed a way from james and said,Someones a little giddy..And possibley wanting to do something naughty.. James smiled. |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 25 2009, 07:10 PM Post #47 |
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(Marcus: All of what?) "Mutainy, what's happening?" Marcus asked. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 25 2009, 08:05 PM Post #48 |
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James: love) James returned to his normal human guise and looked at Seth, he shrugged,"Nature?" Seth choked with laughter, it was cought in her throat and she went into a half laughing half choking fit. (lol.. thats funny to me.....) |
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| Vaelyis | Jan 25 2009, 08:43 PM Post #49 |
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(Marcus: Because I have felt it before.) I am showing you who I really am. Mutainy's voice echoed with a hallow tint. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Jan 27 2009, 05:48 PM Post #50 |
Suicide Missionary
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(James: umm. you thinking the same 'Love' as me?) James smiled. |
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