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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 4:02 pm
He stood atop the roof of a gutted mansion the town and landscape consumed by fire, his flowing pink hair a strange contrast to the dismal setting, what had once been blue mage robes were now replaced with a silver cuirass, gauntlets and a black cape above and a black set of robes beneath. Clutched in his left hand was a tome given to him by Atmeris the necromancer king. The smoke and heat of the air was stifling as he gave a yell to the heavens, the fire in the area bent to his will and yell and whipped any one who still stood alive and if the searing wounds from the flame weren't enough to kill the undead horde under his control would quickly consume them. The carrion horde gave a constant low moan like a hundred or so people crying over their horrible condition, slaves to his will the zombies would walk through ash and ember to get to any of the few living left. His once blue eyes had turned red and the white was a blood shot pink, high on power he lashed out with his right hand the tome under his arm glew a faint blue as a bright flash of lightning followed a loud crack of thunder erupted from his hand a child had been running from his mother being devoured the lightning hit the child with enough force to throw him back into the mob of zombies paralyzed but still conscious the zombies dived in and started to consume him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 8:44 pm
If it's not a wet dream, I don't wanna hear it talk2hand lol
still... that a very detailed dream gonk
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 3:37 pm
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