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 Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 7:09 pm
Ghosts in a Jar CitySetting; 1800's England There a legend about an old women who was hated by the world and who hated the world itself. She was a wicked old lady with a very curious cane. One evening it is said that three little children dared to challenge her. The old women was in no mood so she set a spell on the three children. Turned them all into sprits and captured them in spell bounded jars so that they could never escape. The old witch put each one of them away in three secret places where no one would find them. Three week later the witch was burned at the stake. She cursed herself into guarding the three jars so that no one could ever find them. Some say these jars contained a very powerful spell, and whom ever opens them will be blessed with the sprit’s gift.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 3:51 pm
Ian was walking going to an art show to see what he could buy with 100 pounds when he saw a girl on the street that looked like a fallen angel and knew that he had to do a painting of her.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 4:08 pm
I walk up from a building that is relatively close and see a guy and some one that looks like an angel, with black wings oh god no, not another one!!!! i run up to him and the fallen angel "whats going on?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 8:55 pm
*Ruuka walked along the streets between the buildings. People disregarded and sneered at him, knowing verywell he wasn't human. But as he walked he saw a few people... two men and a woman. the girl seemed like a fallen angel, at which one of the guys was freaking out about it.
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2007 11:05 am
i look to a man... well he looked like a man... with horns... and shouted, "hey can you help me with this???"
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2007 4:13 pm
*ruuka lifted a brow. He violent red eyes visible from under the shadow of his hair and the shades he wore as he looked to to man.* "with what exactly?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:00 pm
"an angel fell, another one, and i'm going to kill it!!!" i look back and draw my revolver "if you tear of one of the wings, i'll reward you greatly, i'll give you $12,000. and i will give you this soul gem." i pull out a black crystal that has a raidiant red glow to it, "it contains the soul of a sourcerer, if you weld it to a sword or a bow, it will allow you to ignite the sword or arrows at will."
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:48 pm
*ruuka chuckled.*
"Why desire to kill a fallen angel so badly? Besides, money and crystals have no use to me... i have sorcery enough without a stone."
*he looked at the fallen angel.. feeling like he'd seen her somewhere before. but cared as much about her death as he would a flie's.*
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:46 pm
"that is my buisness, but never mind then, i'll do it alone." i rip the wings off the angel and hold grim to the head, "to death with you, i regret my fall, but dispise yours." i mumble a few words and fire a shot of pure black into the angels heart. i take a red crystal from my bag and hold it up. the soul from the angel goes into the gem.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:51 pm
*Ruuka stood and watched the angels death. It fazed him none, but how Daniel had taken her life made him curious about him*
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:55 pm
I look to ruuka with solid black eyes. i put the gem in a necklace chain, "here, have an early birthday present." i throw ruuka the necklace
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:59 pm
*ruuka catches it and looks at the stone.*
"What buisness do you have with the wings of other fallen angels? Hunting your own kind for money?"
*he asked emotionlessly*
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 6:38 pm
A girl with black raven hair walks down alone the streets. She sighes tired of the long walk. Standing under a street lamp she looks around. Her name is Lexie, a simple human girl nothing special. She hummed thinking about where to go next.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 2:22 pm
Ian went into shock and stared at the man with the gun. "Why did you take an innocent soul like that?"
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