| Devils of Glass City; Not everything is as it plans to be. | |
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| Card Hero | Dec 5 2007, 08:22 PM Post #376 |
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light locked the door, and passed zion by again. "sit, you can rest later." light sat down on the couch as well, waiting for zion and mors to do the same. |
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| Shadow X | Dec 5 2007, 08:33 PM Post #377 |
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Zion did as instructed and sat down.. Zion-"Alright.." Zion took out his cell and started looking at it.. |
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Dec 5 2007, 11:06 PM Post #378 |
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Mors leaned against the wall and examined his surroundings. "This is a weak structure...prone to collapse. No one would ask questions..." He thought. |
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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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| Shadow X | Dec 5 2007, 11:42 PM Post #379 |
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Zion stares at Mors and asked, " What are you thinking?.." |
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Dec 5 2007, 11:43 PM Post #380 |
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Mors rolled his eyes. "What are YOU thinking?" he said in a taunting voice. |
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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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| Shadow X | Dec 5 2007, 11:48 PM Post #381 |
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Zion whispered," Im thinking your thinking of a way to escape being enslaved somehow, correct?..I want in..." |
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Dec 5 2007, 11:56 PM Post #382 |
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Mors rolled his eyes. "And how do I not know your trying to trick me?" he whispered. |
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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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| Shadow X | Dec 6 2007, 12:12 AM Post #383 |
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Zion whispered, "As much as I could be slave and obey orders,being free and a death bringer is better.." |
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Dec 6 2007, 12:14 AM Post #384 |
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Mors stared at him. "Prove your dedication by convincing Voltaire to join us." |
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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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| Shadow X | Dec 6 2007, 12:18 AM Post #385 |
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" I would, but good ol' Vol wont do it..But I will, like I said earlier... |
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Dec 6 2007, 12:21 AM Post #386 |
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"Then plot independantly. I can't trust you with my plans." Mors turned away and continued to examine his surroundings. |
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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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| Shadow X | Dec 6 2007, 12:34 AM Post #387 |
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Zion now was pondering ways to escape..*to Voltaire* " Hey, Vol..you want to be free?..join me and Mors." Zion whispered. |
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| Card Hero | Dec 6 2007, 06:36 AM Post #388 |
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"Well then" light's mother said, reminding everyone in the room of her presence "it seems every is doing what is most comfortable to themselves..." she smiled, and started talking about light as a young child. as she did this, light sighed. "mother, must you always talk about that?" he asked. his mother chuckled. "it isn't my fault that i have so much to be proud of... now, as i was saying..." light stood up, and began to walk away. "i'm going to the bathroom..." the moment he was out of sight, his mother got up, and grabbed a cup of tea. she sat down and sipped it. "so how long did it take?" |
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| Shadow X | Dec 6 2007, 07:46 AM Post #389 |
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Zion- " How long did what take?..." |
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| Malceure | Dec 6 2007, 04:15 PM Post #390 |
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Voltaire: "I am sorry madam, but we do not know what you are infering..." Despite his gentle words, his voice was cold and knowing. Voltaire's Thoughts: "She knows more than she appears. Our appearance couldn't have let on that we are Deathbringers." His eyes darted towards Zion and Mors, and reverted back towards Light's mother. "The most she could possibly learn in the time that we have met is that Mors and Zion look like goths. Perhaps she has experiences of more than pouring cups of tea..." |
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