| Creed of Constillations; Pick a sign, any sign!!! | |
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| Scatman28 | Nov 3 2007, 02:46 PM Post #271 |
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Davis:Interesting. Also, Sato, was it? Let me show you what I can do. *walks over to Sato's old van and lifts it up with one hand* This proof enough? |
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| Malceure | Nov 3 2007, 02:51 PM Post #272 |
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Aoshi: "Wow! That was so neat! We should try to find other people like those in this book." |
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| Scatman28 | Nov 3 2007, 02:55 PM Post #273 |
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Davis:*puts the car down and walks back* I also think I'm sort of smart for a Taurus. But i'm pretty sure it shows only about 20% of the time. |
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Nov 3 2007, 05:14 PM Post #274 |
Triumphant Return!
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Sean nods. "Sounds like me." Sean gets up, and dashes towards an alleyway across from where they are sitting. At the end of the alley way, he jumps onto a dumpster and launches himself onto a fire escape. He then throws himself upwards using the several fire escapes and eventually reaches the roof. He looks across from the rooftop and waves down towards his group sitting on the curb. |
 
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| SMBEffect | Nov 3 2007, 05:17 PM Post #275 |
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Iquis just watches the others show off their amazing abilities. He loved being able to Heal, but he thought the other abilities were interesting as well. |
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| Twilight Sage | Nov 3 2007, 05:20 PM Post #276 |
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Seth walks up to Iquis, then sits down next to him. Seth: You thinking what I am? |
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| SMBEffect | Nov 3 2007, 05:39 PM Post #277 |
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Iquis: "That depends, my thoughts are everywhere at the moment." Iquis didn't want to sounds ridiculous, but he was being honest. |
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Nov 3 2007, 06:34 PM Post #278 |
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Sato was still sitting down frowning, trying to comprehend what was going on. "Does the Creed say how these 'powers' came into existance?" |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Malceure | Nov 3 2007, 06:50 PM Post #279 |
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Aoshi flipped the page to the introduction. Aoshi: "This curse was started by a fire, the fire of a mystic's palace centuries ago. This fire was started by a clan of ninjas, each one from a different sign of the zodiac, lead by a Capricorn. With the mystic's dieing words, he placed a curse on the ninja group's blood, dooming them and those who follow their heritage for all eternity..." Aoshi closed the book, and held it close to his heart. "This is getting kind of scary..." |
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Nov 3 2007, 06:55 PM Post #280 |
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Sato thought for a moment. "Capricorn? What's that do?" |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Malceure | Nov 3 2007, 06:57 PM Post #281 |
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Aoshi looked through the book over and over. Aoshi: "There is nothing on the subject. All it says is that a Capricorn is a rariety among the constellation-born children, and that they have a very unique ability..." |
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Nov 3 2007, 06:58 PM Post #282 |
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Sato paused for a second. "Hmm...I wonder why such a lack of info there. No sign of damage to the book? Someone removing pages?" |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Malceure | Nov 3 2007, 07:02 PM Post #283 |
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Aoshi: "No. Nothing. It simply states how rare a Capricorn is, and its connection to the destruction of the mystic's home. Very strange..." |
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| SMBEffect | Nov 3 2007, 07:02 PM Post #284 |
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Iquis: "Very creepy. That's strange...A group of ninja?" |
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Nov 3 2007, 07:05 PM Post #285 |
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Sato thinks hard for a moment, then his eyebrows raise as if he might have discovered something. "Do we know if the Creed was written by this mystic or his followers? Or was it written by ou...your kind." |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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