| Creed of Constillations; Pick a sign, any sign!!! | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 23 2007, 06:24 PM (8,410 Views) | |
| Malceure | Oct 23 2007, 09:02 PM Post #16 |
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Aoshi: "Have a nice day Sean! Now then." Aoshi escorted Seth out of the door, telling him over and over how wonderful it is that he is working here, which was true... partly. Aoshi: "Don't worry about me, I will be fine. Remember work starts tomarrow! Now go out and enjoy yourself!" |
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| Twilight Sage | Oct 23 2007, 09:03 PM Post #17 |
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Seth: I can work without pay. Well, later. Seth walks off, vanishing in the crowd of people. |
  Top one is by Crash, and the bottom one is by RunawayRed. Thanks to the both of you! | |
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| Malceure | Oct 23 2007, 09:17 PM Post #18 |
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Aoshi: "Never fear! I will pay you for your services!" Aoshi laughed happily, or so it seemed, until finally returning inside. "I will just have to work extra hard. Yes! Nothing can stop me now!" And so the waiting game ensued. For hours he simplied smiled cheerfully as the people passed his shop without a thought. Luckily, a few girls from the sophmore class of the local high school came by, and decided to buy a few roses. Their real intentions were obvious, but Aoshi did not mind. Girl 1: "I don't see you around our high school. Are you from out of town?" Aoshi: "Oh, no, not at all. I guess we don't classes together." Girl 2: "Funny that none of us have a class with you." Aoshi: "It is? Well, I guess I was unfortunate enough to not get to see you during the day" The girls giggled at this as they payed for their flowers. Girl 3: "Will you be working tomarrow?" Aoshi: "Oh my yes! Please, come again if you like!" He waved as the high school girls left the shop, and quickly counted his profit, sighing at the amount. "I hope I can muster enough money to pay Seth..." And again he returned to the waiting game, smiling just as he did, the people walking passed his shop just as they did. On occassion, they would snicker at the odd clothing he was wearing, since it wasn't common to wear a white robe with red crosses. Despite this, he did not care that they disapproved of him. Without selling another flower arrangement, Aoshi closes the shop, and heads over to the movie store, expecting Sean there. |
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| SMBEffect | Oct 24 2007, 05:48 AM Post #19 |
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Iquis quietly walked down the street, shedding a few tears for the lost patient. He didn't know too many routes around town, but decided to walk off the a few of the tears. Iquis: "Oh...*sniffle*..." |
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Oct 24 2007, 06:04 AM Post #20 |
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Sato was investigating apartments to rent at a nearby street. Using his internet research, he had narrowed it down to two. Now, he just had to see how clean they were. Sato: *has a surgical mask on* Hmm...landlord! There's urine behind the toilet! Landlord: What? I don't see a thing! Sato: Idiot. Observe! *pulls out black light and shines it in the dark bathroom, revealing a mere one white spot by the toilet* Landlord: Sir, you're not going to find a thing that's perfectly clean. Sato: Nonsense! I should have you sued for... *sneezes all over his mask* Landlord: Bless you. Sato: NOW I HAVE MUCUS ALL OVER MY FACE THANKS TO THIS PIECE OF GARBAGE APARTMENT!! THANKS ALOT!! Landlord: That's it. I'm not selling the apartment to you. Get out. *touches his back to guide him out* Sato: DON'T TOUCH ME YOU FILTHY MAN!!! *runs outside and trips on the curb landing in a puddle of mudwater* Sato grabs his knee, which is scraped open and covered in muddy water. He grabs it and winces in pain and then begins to sob gently. |
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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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| Twilight Sage | Oct 24 2007, 06:47 AM Post #21 |
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Seth is near a building, and notices Aoshi. Seth: Mind if I tag along? |
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Top one is by Crash, and the bottom one is by RunawayRed. Thanks to the both of you! | |
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| Malceure | Oct 24 2007, 08:54 AM Post #22 |
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Aoshi: "Oh, hello Seth. No, I wouldn't mind at..." He sees Sato on the street, and rushed to his side. "Sir, are you okay? Please, let me take a look at your leg." |
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Oct 24 2007, 09:26 AM Post #23 |
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Sato: No! You'll become filthy too. *sniff* *slowly stands up* I need to get home and wash this filth off. *stares at leg* I bet that's infected already... *tries not to tear up again* |
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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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| SMBEffect | Oct 24 2007, 01:55 PM Post #24 |
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Iquis comes to a halt. Iquis: (Wasn't I just here?) He looks up at the building to his right. Iquis: (I just walked past this building...) Knowing that this must be something, he calls out to someone, but he dosen't hear a thing. The street was empty, and he felt completely alone and confused. Iquis: "Anyone out there?" |
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| Malceure | Oct 24 2007, 02:02 PM Post #25 |
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Meanwhile... Aoshi: "Please, let me help you." He rips off a long piece of cloth from the bottom of his white robe, and wraps it around Sato's leg. Aoshi: "We wouldn't want you to have an opened wound, especially during the winter." He smiled as he tied the cloth securely onto Sato's leg. "There. I know it isn't much, but maybe it will help?" |
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| SMBEffect | Oct 24 2007, 02:07 PM Post #26 |
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Iquis walked a few paces before checking his watch. Iquis: (Oh, Mom isn't going to be happy!) As if by magic, people, cars, thieves, and stoplights, all returned to the seen. Iquis scremed, and fell to the ground. |
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| Twilight Sage | Oct 24 2007, 02:10 PM Post #27 |
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Seth: So, now what do we do? |
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Top one is by Crash, and the bottom one is by RunawayRed. Thanks to the both of you! | |
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| Crash | Oct 24 2007, 02:25 PM Post #28 |
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Name:Master Age:13 Personality: Likes Climbing trees, but also always carries around a Moded DS with Internet connection Constellation: Aries Appearance:  Master:*walks around into Seth* Hey, watch yourself. |
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| Malceure | Oct 24 2007, 02:44 PM Post #29 |
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Aoshi quickly stood between the two. Aoshi: "No, it was my fault. I sort of got preoccupied. Please forgive me." Aoshi then returned to Sato's aid. Aoshi: "I think we should take care of him. He seems very sick, so maybe should take him to a doctor. I am sure Sean will understand if I am a little late." He then returns to Master. "Oh, I'm sorry, I sort of got carried away. I didn't mean to forget about you." |
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| Crash | Oct 24 2007, 02:46 PM Post #30 |
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Master:Ok...*notices Sato* Woah whats up with this guy? |
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