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| Shadow X | Dec 6 2007, 04:20 PM Post #391 |
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Zion stares at Light's mom,wondering to what she had reffered to..Then looks at Mors facial expression... |
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| Card Hero | Dec 6 2007, 06:00 PM Post #392 |
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"ah yes, it's been so long, i've almost forgotten... how have you been voltaire? last i saw you, you were just a beginner... and you were always good for your age zion. and mors, how could i forget you. you were very good at what you did..." light's mother chuckled for a moment. "now, do any of you recognize me yet?" |
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| Malceure | Dec 6 2007, 06:05 PM Post #393 |
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Voltaire's Thoughts: "She seems familiar, but I can not put my finger on it. I feel like I... know her somehow, if that makes any sense..." |
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Dec 6 2007, 06:09 PM Post #394 |
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Mors sighed. "Cut the crap, who are you?" |
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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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| Card Hero | Dec 6 2007, 06:15 PM Post #395 |
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"it isn't obvious yet? oh my, i seem to have lost my dramatic flair... well, i suppose this should help clarify things..." Light's mother stood up, and closed her eyes. suddenly, white wings appeared on her back. "now then..." |
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Dec 6 2007, 06:18 PM Post #396 |
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One of Mors eyebrows raised. "A lifebringer?" |
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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, 06:20 PM Post #397 |
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Zion-"I do believe its a life bringer..Light's mom...Who would have guessed" |
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| Card Hero | Dec 6 2007, 06:25 PM Post #398 |
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"not just a lifebringer... probably the greatest life bringer of all time. back when i worked, I brought millions to life weekly. it was nonstop work. eventually, i gained the highest honor a lifebringer can get... do you know what that is? if not, i don't feel like telling you, so lets just move on... |
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Dec 6 2007, 06:30 PM Post #399 |
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Mors rolled his eyes once more and stared into space. "Good lord, I just wanna fly away. And grab that kid. And fly above a volcano. And drop him in." Mors smiled peacefully. |
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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, 06:32 PM Post #400 |
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Zion-"let me guess though, you became human or something?.." |
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| Malceure | Dec 6 2007, 06:33 PM Post #401 |
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Voltaire: "I assume you brought birth to Light, and decided to care for him yourself?" Voltaire had now recognized her completely. Her name as a Lifebringer was Misa, and was one of the very first in existance. She was the ruling god's right hand woman until she mysteriously vanished. |
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| Shadow X | Dec 6 2007, 06:36 PM Post #402 |
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Zion-"So, you brought life to Light, did a pretty good job, with his intelligence, that is.." |
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| Card Hero | Dec 6 2007, 06:39 PM Post #403 |
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"if he managed to catch all three of you, he must really be taking after his father..." |
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Dec 6 2007, 06:41 PM Post #404 |
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Ignoring the lifebringer, Mors commented, "I think you mean 'always felicitous' Zion. His intelligence is hardly impressive. He just has Lady Luck watching him." |
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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, 06:41 PM Post #405 |
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Zion-"So the whole family is involved with this kind of stuff..wow" |
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