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 Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 7:33 pm
Ok, This would be where we chat and talk about what ever like old people sipping tea. -Drag(chase)
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 7:11 am
I DONT LIKE TEA!!
can we make it cofee?
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 1:23 pm
Ok, fine since Rokwar has to be SO picky, we will be like old people sipping coffee. razz
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 5:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:40 am
The devil is but an excuse, You are the real villian.. 
dffffffffffffffffffffdddddddd
  
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 10:47 pm
Hello
||What broken vase?||
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 6:48 pm
||All {{we}} are is entertainment||
||Caught up in our {{own}} derangement||
||Tell {{us}} what to say and what to do ||
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 5:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 8:19 am
   A repulsed expression flashed across Daryl's face as he crouched down to examine one of the many blood pools he had found. "So you are still a live my little cursed one" smooth deep vocals fluttered from his oral cavity.
Daryl's eyebrow arched as he pondered what happened. He looked around cursing the night. It would be easier if everything wasn't blanketed in a shadow's gaze.
The boy waved a hand before him and uttered a few words in an almost romantic whisper like he were speaking to a lover. He spoke to the elements and they swirled around him with glee showing Daryl the whole scene of Mykel being attacked.
"Thank you.." he had barely spoken when another gruff voice rang out. "Hey! You there! What business do you have here!?" There was a clear edge to his voice and perhaps a slur granted by to much drinking. Daryl heard the foot steps of several other men coming out, no doubt the same who had attacked Mykel.
Daryl smirked and slowly turned around to look at them. Just as he suspected they were the same men. Each held a gun, be it a pistol, shotgun, or assault riffle he didn't care. "Is it a crime to wander through a town? I thought America was supposed to be neutral? Or have I mistaken in this assumption?"
The ring leader chuckled darkly and stepped forward "So we have ourselves a wise guy, lets show him what we do to wise guys" With that he brought his black assault riffle up level with Daryl who just stood there with a smirk as if screaming for them to do it.
As the first bullet was shot followed by many others Daryl's hand shot up and a pulse ran out taking control of all the bullets crushing them flat so the pinging to the ground. In the next second Daryl was gone from his place using the modifications done to his minerals and respiratory system the male was now standing behind the man who initiated the assault. His dagger was against the man's throat and Daryl whispered ever so teasingly on hot breath in the man's ear "I hope you said your prayers".
With that said the blade ran across his throat creating an arc of gushing blood and gurgled screams of terror. The Forgotten son twisted around jabbing the short blade into another male's chest. Daryl released the dagger as blood sprayed him like a water hose.
The other two started shooting like crazy and screaming curses to Daryl. Using his ability though none touched him and he was next to them in a moment. The first Daryl grabbed by the head and twisted to snap with a sickening crack.
The one remaining man turned and started running. Daryl chuckled darkly and let him run for a little bit as he grabbed his dagger then gave chase. He soon caught up to the pitiful creature and brought him to the cold ground. Daryl threw the gun away and sat on his stomach "There is another creature that you have hurt for no reason which is laying on this cold ice suffering also. I will be nice though, I will make your pain end.." Daryl ripped open the man's shirt and placed his hand on the man's bare chest.
"As I speak the water in your heart is building up causing it to swell, once it swells to much your heart will inevitably explode" Daryl spoke with a smirk and in a casual tone. His prey however had gone pale and was trying to mouth out something about forgiveness. "Tick tick tick" He teased. The man shrieked and his eyes widened even more "boom.." The man's chest swelled and suddenly a fountain of blood erupted forth like a geyser.
Daryl chuckled as blood rained on him and he licked his lips. "Salty, as usual.." Finally he got up, now fully coated in blood and left the town following Mykel's blood trail.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 8:20 am
Daryl's eyebrow arched as he pondered what happened. He looked around cursing the night. It would be easier if everything wasn't blanketed in a shadow's gaze.
The boy waved a hand before him and uttered a few words in an almost romantic whisper like he were speaking to a lover. He spoke to the elements and they swirled around him with glee showing Daryl the whole scene of Mykel being attacked.
"Thank you.." he had barely spoken when another gruff voice rang out. "Hey! You there! What business do you have here!?" There was a clear edge to his voice and perhaps a slur granted by to much drinking. Daryl heard the foot steps of several other men coming out, no doubt the same who had attacked Mykel.
Daryl smirked and slowly turned around to look at them. Just as he suspected they were the same men. Each held a gun, be it a pistol, shotgun, or assault riffle he didn't care. "Is it a crime to wander through a town? I thought America was supposed to be neutral? Or have I mistaken in this assumption?"
The ring leader chuckled darkly and stepped forward "So we have ourselves a wise guy, lets show him what we do to wise guys" With that he brought his black assault riffle up level with Daryl who just stood there with a smirk as if screaming for them to do it.
As the first bullet was shot followed by many others Daryl's hand shot up and a pulse ran out taking control of all the bullets crushing them flat so the pinging to the ground. In the next second Daryl was gone from his place using the modifications done to his minerals and respiratory system the male was now standing behind the man who initiated the assault. His dagger was against the man's throat and Daryl whispered ever so teasingly on hot breath in the man's ear "I hope you said your prayers".
With that said the blade ran across his throat creating an arc of gushing blood and gurgled screams of terror. The Forgotten son twisted around jabbing the short blade into another male's chest. Daryl released the dagger as blood sprayed him like a water hose.
The other two started shooting like crazy and screaming curses to Daryl. Using his ability though none touched him and he was next to them in a moment. The first Daryl grabbed by the head and twisted to snap with a sickening crack.
The one remaining man turned and started running. Daryl chuckled darkly and let him run for a little bit as he grabbed his dagger then gave chase. He soon caught up to the pitiful creature and brought him to the cold ground. Daryl threw the gun away and sat on his stomach "There is another creature that you have hurt for no reason which is laying on this cold ice suffering also. I will be nice though, I will make your pain end.." Daryl ripped open the man's shirt and placed his hand on the man's bare chest.
"As I speak the water in your heart is building up causing it to swell, once it swells to much your heart will inevitably explode" Daryl spoke with a smirk and in a casual tone. His prey however had gone pale and was trying to mouth out something about forgiveness. "Tick tick tick" He teased. The man shrieked and his eyes widened even more "boom.." The man's chest swelled and suddenly a fountain of blood erupted forth like a geyser.
Daryl chuckled as blood rained on him and he licked his lips. "Salty, as usual.." Finally he got up, now fully coated in blood and left the town following Mykel's blood trail.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 3:34 pm
 
Darial chuckled and looked around, what to do, what to do? Well eventually he would have to go after his brother and take Mykel from him! Mykel was his! Not Daryl's! Daryl would be slaughtered and Darial would become Mykel's guardian by default. "I will free you my love, and no one will be able to bind you again".
Darial pulled out a cigarette and started smoking. The boy then started shaping the smoke into various shapes, animals, and symbols. "Tralalala"
A little girl had approached him and was amazed with the smoke animals. She was covered with grime and bruises, most likely a victim of the war. Her family was most likely killed and she escaped only to wander around barely surviving. "Well aren't you just a pitiful creature" He teased and blinked out of existence only to appear behind her crouched down.
Darial placed his arms on her shoulders and whispered in her ear "Would you like me to make everything better?" He asked with twisted humor dripping from his voice. The girl at first startled nodded her head with hope. He would make everything better! She could be with her family again and have a happy life. "ok..close your eyes" He whispered on hot seductive breath in her ear. She complied and he was gone again.
"Huh?" The girl opened her eyes and looked around, where did he go? Suddenly she saw him in front of her and the sunlight flashing against something, a sword? Then it was to late, she lost all sight as the blade sliced all the way through her splitting the girl in half.
Blood erupted in an arc around her and the two halves fell away from each other "Your wish is my command" Darial teased and basked in the blood before skipping away to find some toys.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 7:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 8:16 pm
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