| Creed of Constillations; Pick a sign, any sign!!! | |
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| Malceure | Nov 9 2007, 10:34 PM Post #361 |
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Aoshi: "Maybe I can reason with him." Aoshi stood up, facing the Stagitarius bravely, though in his mind he was still quite frightened. Regardless, he slowly made his way towards his "opponent". |
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| RunawayRed | Nov 10 2007, 08:41 AM Post #362 |
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Gosai noticed that they were not attempting to fight back, so he decided to talk with them. |
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| SMBEffect | Nov 10 2007, 08:52 AM Post #363 |
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Iquis stayed hidden. He wasn't exactly fond of the idea of just walking up to him, but the shooter seemed to stop. |
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| Malceure | Nov 10 2007, 12:14 PM Post #364 |
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Aoshi: "Saggitarius person, I'd rather not fight with you. Perhaps you can join our picnic instead? Either way, I won't let you hurt my friends." His legs were shakey from nervousness, and it was obvious that he was not as tough as his words. |
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| Scatman28 | Nov 10 2007, 02:32 PM Post #365 |
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OOC:This is by far the worst day of my life. Davis:Well, I'm useless at negotiating. Mind if I have some food? |
 Note: I don't actually own Aggron, I just felt like putting him in there. [size=7]My Forum. Desperate for members, but it's really fun! We're gonna be hosting a Smash Bros. Brawl Tournament soon![/size] | |
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| Twilight Sage | Nov 10 2007, 02:41 PM Post #366 |
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OOC: I'm guessing it has something to do with games. Seth: Dig in. It's pretty well cooked. |
  Top one is by Crash, and the bottom one is by RunawayRed. Thanks to the both of you! | |
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| Hitogoroshi | Nov 14 2007, 05:08 PM Post #367 |
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Kama did back hand springs over to the table of food, threw a roll up in the air in mid-spring, caught it in his mouth, stopped, and commenced munching. Kama: "These are good." |
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| SMBEffect | Nov 14 2007, 06:36 PM Post #368 |
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Iquis watched Kama jump all over the place, starting to feel a little nautious himself. Regardless, he at a little and joined in the conversations. |
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| Malceure | Nov 14 2007, 09:32 PM Post #369 |
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Aoshi eyes were set high in the sky, watching the fireworks intently. Aoshi: "These fireworks are so magnificent! I've never seen them before in the city!" He always said words like "magnificent" and "wonderful" instead of "cool", and all of that modern day slang. To him, it was more fun to describe things with a variety of different words. |
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| RunawayRed | Nov 15 2007, 07:49 PM Post #370 |
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Gosai: "It has been awhile since I've had a picnic..... I guess I will join. I'm sorry for startling you before, I was just pretecting myself, I thought you were a threat. As you may know I a natural born killer." Gosai walks over to that table a munchs on a tastey buttered roll. |
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| Malceure | Nov 15 2007, 08:41 PM Post #371 |
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Aoshi: "But, why would you think we were a threat? Do you live around here?" |
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Nov 15 2007, 11:18 PM Post #372 |
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Sean was sitting on a ledge, quickly eating away at a buttered roll. When he finished, he looked up at the group. Sean: "So, are we going to start this plan soon, or what?" |
 
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| Malceure | Nov 15 2007, 11:59 PM Post #373 |
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Aoshi: "We will. But for now, lets relax and enjoy the scene!" |
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Nov 16 2007, 12:15 AM Post #374 |
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Triumphant Return!
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Sean sat back and picked up a sandwich. Sean: "I suppose. I guess we all need to relax a little bit; we've just taken in a lot of new knowledge about ourselves." |
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Nov 16 2007, 12:18 AM Post #375 |
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Sato finished another drumstick and set the bone down. "You ever think about what we could do with this power? I mean, I have the power to persuade anyone to do anything. It's kinda...scary." |
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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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