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 Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 7:34 pm
[Alright people, tthanks for standing by. What happened earlier was a temporary solution, I'm going to be editing the posts and putting them back in now.
Huttah! May the RP continue!]
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 7:40 pm
[Alright... good, this is much better, the post have been slightly modified, and everyone's going along with it well.
for all those who don't understand what happened, it's nothing much, just a minor glitch in the rp that I had to fix, trust me, it happens all the time. Sorry if I inconvenieced anyone. If it make y'all feel any better, I had hell trying to deal with this one. -.-]
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 7:48 pm
{I'm really sorry about that...I didn't have that much time to think it out, and I'll try not to do anything like that again. sad }
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:00 pm
Melora saw the other man run in, a younger one actually, this one with such a light and gentle aura. It sickened her, how young did these start? These digusting immortals. They were sins against nature, all of them... it d her inside.
She hesitantly revoed the pin from the doll's side and took a step backwards. So many strange faces, so little comfort to be found here, so loud, so angry.
"Stay away from me... everyone of you!" she belowed, walking backwards into a wall, her palms sweating, making it difficult to hold up her rabbit. "I'll ever late one of you! I'll make you sorry! Get away from me..."
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:02 pm
[For the first time ever, I didn't post Melora's in red. Muah. And, as I said, Lirdianc, it's all alright now. I've maanaged to sort everyone out with out freaking too much out. ^^ I jsut vented my roleplay frustrations into Baldur's gate and, ping!, me and Tsu whipped that game. Totally licked it, ya!
Go us, go us. I really despise that slimy vampire guy, don't you, Tsu? And his henchmen is even slimier. gonk ]
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:03 pm
Mikujin (( Hooray for me. I'm lying out in the middle of a clearing, sleeping. And there's nothing going on that I can try and jump into. Joy. ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:05 pm
"Did you not say," Tomoyo quietly observed, "That you were an immortal as well? Calm down. We won't hurt you." This girl...what had caused her to be so wary, so arrogant, so cruel? Children shouldn't be exposed to such things. It hurt what little heart that Tomoyo had left for pity, to see her backed against the wall and terrified. "Just give us a chance..." she said soothingly, holding out one hand, "Just one."
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:07 pm
Gwyn Masamune Yuki woke and sat straight up in his bed. He'd had another disturbed sleep. He knew that he had been having nightmares recently, but for the life of him he couldn't ever remember what exactly they were about. Yuki hadn't ever been one to set much store in dreams, however, so he had decided to just ignore whatever it was that tormented his sleep. Slipping out of his bed, Yuki pulled his kimono around his shoulders and tied it tightly. Smiling slightly, Yuki wondered what going out on a mission wearing his house kimono would be like. With the humorous thought of trying to intimidate someone while wearing a kimono in his mind, Yuki opened his bedroom door and stepped out into the hall.
"Dear me, am I ever hungry," Yuki said to himself as his stomache groaned, "I wonder if anyone is cooking anything..."
Yuki decided to head down to the kitchen to see if he could get something to eat. Upon arriving in the kitchen, he was surprised to see Yue and Kagami already present. Blushing slightly in embarrasment of his slightly disheveled appearence, Yuki bowed slightly to the two.
"Y..Yue-san, Kagami-san, a pleasure to see this morning," Yuki stammered, abusing himself mentally for not remembering to at least comb his hair before going out into public. "I apologize for my appearence, I seemed to have forgotton to prepare myself suitably..."
Yuki shifted uncomfortably in his kimono. He had never been very good at speaking to others, but he always felt very uncomfortable when he wasn't presentable.
((Sorry for not posting sooner, I was absent for Spring Break. If it isn't morning, tell me and I'll edit my post accordingly... I couldn't tell what time of day it is sweatdrop .))
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:10 pm
Edaniel Gwyn Masamune Yuki woke and sat straight up in his bed. He'd had another disturbed sleep. He knew that he had been having nightmares recently, but for the life of him he couldn't ever remember what exactly they were about. Yuki hadn't ever been one to set much store in dreams, however, so he had decided to just ignore whatever it was that tormented his sleep. Slipping out of his bed, Yuki pulled his kimono around his shoulders and tied it tightly. Smiling slightly, Yuki wondered what going out on a mission wearing his house kimono would be like. With the humorous thought of trying to intimidate someone while wearing a kimono in his mind, Yuki opened his bedroom door and stepped out into the hall.
"Dear me, am I ever hungry," Yuki said to himself as his stomache groaned, "I wonder if anyone is cooking anything..."
Yuki decided to head down to the kitchen to see if he could get something to eat. Upon arriving in the kitchen, he was surprised to see Yue and Kagami already present. Blushing slightly in embarrasment of his slightly disheveled appearence, Yuki bowed slightly to the two.
"Y..Yue-san, Kagami-san, a pleasure to see this morning," Yuki stammered, abusing himself mentally for not remembering to at least comb his hair before going out into public. "I apologize for my appearence, I seemed to have forgotton to prepare myself suitably..."
Yuki shifted uncomfortably in his kimono. He had never been very good at speaking to others, but he always felt very uncomfortable when he wasn't presentable.
((Sorry for not posting sooner, I was absent for Spring Break. If it isn't morning, tell me and I'll edit my post accordingly... I couldn't tell what time of day it is sweatdrop .))
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:11 pm
Melora's eyes flicked to the woman before her, clad in a soft blue kimono, with long blue hair, the talktative one, her eyes narrowed.
"You!" she declared, pointing a ahdn at her, her other fearfully cluthing her rabbit to her side. "You're one of them!! I"M NOT!!! I'm not!!!" she screeched, holding the last note particularily long and hard.
"I wish I'd never seen the like of you!! All of you, you horrible thieves!! I- I..." Melora stttutered as she began to bawl, clearly living up to the age she appared to be, a young gurl, one to easily throw a fit, like the present one.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:16 pm
Shinobu was outside, completely unaware of all the calamity that was going about inside of their headquarters. She was watching Izumo, lying there in the grass, looking utterly bored and exhausted.
She took a deep, yet silent sigh, ever since her meeting with Haru she'd been all a-flutter, and it was difficult for her to think of a suitable apology to give to Izumo. She was deeply sorry for how she'd left a sparring she'd not only proposed, but agreed to, and, to top it all off, lead her unsuspecting partener into a very inappropriate situation. Two things that she held in the highest shame for herself, two things she never wanted to do to anyone else.
She momentarily flashed back to when she and Izumo were fighting, how she'd been slowly losing all control, literally freaking out during their little match. Why had that happen? Was it simply loneliness that triggered it? Perhaps that mixed with envy? And anger? Shinobu had to learn how to control herself... and to understand herself better.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:19 pm
Tomoyo flinched slightly at the hateful words that spewed out. Facing down seasoned and embittered soldiers was one thing-facing down a young girl in a terror induced tantrum was another. She would have wanted nothing more than to gather the girl up into her arms and let her cry, but she knew that doing so would only aggravate the situation. She knelt down, peering at the girl with a frightening intensity. "I never wanted to be an immortal, child," she said firmly, "Nor a thief. If you wish to leave, then do so. But why can you not at least try to understand us, and let us understand you? Just one chance."
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:22 pm
"I'm not giving you anything!" Melora whined onwards, not letting up on the sobbing at all. "It's not like I wanted to be an immortal either! I DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE! Atleast, unlike you, I'M NOT A DIRTY THEIF!" she continued, her voice level varying from scream to high-pitched shriek as she went, on and off with slowly increasing intensity.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:25 pm
Shinobu, who's mind had been deeply enaged in a rapt contemplation on the thought of her apology, was suddenly jolted outwards by a sudden noise, easily originating from the theatre.
I DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE! I'M NOT A DIRTY THEIF!
She winced at the volume and painfull screech of the voice, then, somehow, she reacognised it, only to the slightest degree of a memory, but still recognised it.
"Me-Melora?" Shinobu pondered as she turned and ran for the door to the theatre, to make proof if her assumption was correct.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:26 pm
[Don't worry, Lirdianc, it's not a problem anymore.]
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