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 Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:01 pm
Ares:The Lost God of War
Ares looked at the two of them for a moment, his murderer's grin tilting up from under his hood.
"If either of you wants to die that bad, then by all means go for your weapons. I haven't killed more than two or three people in this world. I was trying to help the young mortal. I can tame a dragon, kill a dragon, or rape a dragon as I see fit, Now toss your useless bravado away and let me know if you wish for help, battle, or to be on your way."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:10 pm
Roland The Mercenary  Roland shrugged and turned around in time to see a vampire kill a man. Roland, thanks to years of training, took out both of his guns and amied them at the Vampire. "I don't like watching you kill people in such a public place." He said and kept his eyes on the vampire, knowing they were swift when they wanted to be. "Now I know your first words are going to be, "You can't kill me with those." But I know that if a piece of wood through your heart will kill you, I know that a few bullets through your heart will shred it, and you, to pieces." Roland put his guns back into they're holsters. "Off with you, for it is you who is the fool." He turned his back to the vampire. "You assume people will fear you if you were to kill a man in public, however." Roland said. "Fear can be as much an ally as it is an enemy." Roland looked over ot the other man. "You're truly a fool to think I fear you." Roland let his bored stare boe into the man. "To kill a dragon is murder, I am not above that as I see to kill one myself. To tame a dragon is to enslave it, even I will not do this to a free creature, but I will take life away from it but I let it dei free. And to rape a dragon is to show you are a sick twisted soul and have no place in this world other then to rape, kill, and enslave." Roland adjusted his hat. "You must be the greek god of war, Ares. All brawn and no brain. as it seems." Roland walked away calmly He'd taken a few steps before looking over both new enemies added to his list. A burly man who could break necks with his pink, and a vampire who rules with fear. Both of which were extremely childish and held no real power except fear and strenght. And both of those were useless without the mind to use fear when it needs to be used, adn when to utilize strength at the right time. "Fools." Roland said under his breath. "They've yet to learn where their place is."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:19 pm
 Sibuna smirked. "If I wanted him to fear me," he smiled. "I'd have let him live. What these people think of me is none of my concern. I simply don't take insults lightly." He adjusted his coat. "As for those guns of yours, I could care less how much damage they could do to a lesser being. I encourage you to take a free shot at me, if you wish." He picked up the stake and held it out to Roland as an invitation.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:27 pm
Ares:The Lost God of War
Ares laughed a hearty laugh. "There is a difference between can and will. and not a single person called you a fool. You only proved it by coming blazing it and slinging your guns and high opinions around. You know my name but you missed the legends. If I was anything like you describe or expect then we would already be fighting." James turned to the Vampire. "You have no idea why he killed that man."
"An lastly, the girl you so 'heroically' defended from me is a dragon tamer, and killing a raging beast attacking your daughter is defense not murder, trust me, I know about murder."
OCC-just throwing this out there, we are not on earth, unless your character has been teleported here like mine then he would have no clue about Ares
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:34 pm
Roland The GunslingerRoland sighed and put his hands on his trusty Revolvers, what this vampire didn't know was the bullets of his .44 were made of silver. He just sighed, this man was more a nuissance then an actual threat. he was too stupid to post one in the first place. Roland, fast a lightning, once again thanks to years of training and getting shot at, turned around and fired two shots into the vampires throat and eyes. The throat wouldn't hurt him whatsoever but the eyes should do at least a slight amount of damage. for a moment Roland wondered whether or not he could cut this man open and shoot each of his organs individually. Roland looked back to Ares. "High opinions are what seperate me form you." Roladn looked back to the girl. "I hadn't saved her I merely stepped in the way of that murderous smile of yours. I didn't save her, I save you, a girl could kill you Ares." Roladn grinned at his last words. "I don't know why he killed him, but I can make speculations on what his intentions were and I know I wouldn't be the only one who thought that." Roland turned oone of his Revolvers to Ares. "You are messing with a Gunslinger, a man who's been to the Dark Tower and lived, the lat Gunslinger of his kind. I came, not from earth, but from Mid-World, where time is lost." (( he has I took this dude from a book just as you took yours from a legend. Read it to see this guys badass ness ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:49 pm
Sibuna let the bullets tear through his body, easily blowing part of his head away. The wounds began to regenerate as the vampire stepped forward. "That actually hurt a little," he smirked once his throat returned to its intact state. "Let me guess. .44 slugs, silver? Nice aim." His red eyes regenerated and there was laughter in them. He bowed to Roland. "Allow me to introduce myself," he smiled. "I am known as Sibuna." He looked at the other man there. "Ares," he said curtly.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:49 pm
Ares laughed again "You decry murder and then shoot a man over words" Ares turned to watch the show and took a step back. Roland would feel emboldened and his limbs would flood with angry strength as Ares blessing came upon him.
"You sir are one of the men who made me more powerful."
Ares would disappear to the rooftop to watch the show.
OCC- I recognized him, but didn't know if you had altered him like I altered Ares.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:58 pm
Terra was glad to be rid of those freaks. Honestly, all of them kept trying to out-macho the other; the whole thing was stupid and revolting. It was a good thing none of them seemed inclined to follow her, or she would have had a difficult time losing them. She looked around the new area and continued her search free of pests.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:01 pm
Roland The Gunslinger[/color] Anger filled his system but Roland managed to contain it as he had been doing for centries. "I am Roland, Gunslinger." Roland bowed his head to the vampire and flipped Ares off. "I don't think that needs explaining." He said. He nodded to the Vampire, Sibuna. "Thankee sai, your good at regenerating limbs as well." Roland placed both guns back into they're holsters and once again fingers the silver cross left to him by- "Say, you two wouldn't happen to know of a man who could sell me a bowie knife do you?" Roland looked up at Ares, if anything he should know. "This is a hard country, but nothing at all like Mid-world and Blaine The "Pain" Mono's riddling." Roland looked around at the town, "Yes this is easy going compared to the deserts of Mid-World." OOC- Yeah I did as you can tell.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:08 pm
Ares:The Lost God of War Ares nodded to the vampire "I like your name, reminds me of a friend and competior." A bowie knife would appear in Ares hands, his boars head and crossed spears engraved in celestial bronze on the handle. Ares would appear in his former place and approach Roland extending the knife handle first to The Gunslinger. "Its yours If you have need."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:37 pm
Sibuna smiled in response to Ares' comment. "Oh?" he said. "Who would that be?" Mid-world... Sibuna had never heard of such a place before. "Sounds like a tough place," he commented. "I cannot say I have ever been to Mid-world before."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 9:27 pm
Ares:The Lost God of War"He was from a place called Egypt, and he presided as judge and guardian of the dead. He is a just an fair man, and often took the form of a jackal when I knew him. I haven't seen him in 300 years almost. If I ever go home I will have to find him"
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 9:55 pm
Roland The Gunslinger "'Tis a hard place to live." Roland said as he grabbed the handle of the knife. "A large desert where small towns are loacted randomly. A green ocean full of monsters asking they're mindless questions, Did-a-chum? Dum-a-chum?" Roland took out a ciggerett, "They even took off two of my fingers and a toe of mine." Roland showed them his right hand, it ws missing the pink and ring finger. "I once walked into a village called Tull. I killed everyone there, women, men, children, all of them." He lit the ciggerette. "All because some old women was F***ed by the man in black and told her he was an angel and I was satan." Roland laughed and smoked his cig. "I left Tull and met an old man who gave me food and drink just as I was on the brink of dehydration." He looked up at the sky. "My donkey died on his land, his crow, Zolten, ate the eyes and he ate the rest." Roland began to remember his old companions and the new ones, Eddie the Prisioner, Sussanah the Lady Of Shadows. He sighed and dropped his cig to the ground. He stepped on it and put it out.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 6:08 pm
Heather cam back from the market place, with her guitar slinged across her back, and was walking back to her house on the outskirts of Taas. While walking along, she seesa group of scary looking men talking. One she remembers seeing at the market place. 
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 6:21 pm
Roland The Gunsliner Roland looked around the city, thinking how different this place was compared to Mid-World, He spotted the girl from the market place, the one with the guitar. She was looking at him like he was a threat to her. He gave her a cold stare then tipped his hat to her. He eventually grew tired of the two men whos personalities were obviously the, "I'm better then you I'll kill you aren't I a baddass?" Type. He turned around and headed back toward the market place. His duster, bloodstained and torn from all of his encounters in Mid-World. Roland had one thought in his head, find dragon girl, get her bring him along, and kill the dragons. He could care less about the taming. Roland passed by the girl and, once again, tipped his hat. "Long days and pleasant nights to ya." He said and walked right past her. Rolands hoped the caravaneer had taken the weapons to Johnnson, he really didn't want to have to hunt him down, take the weapons back, and haul them to Johnnson. Unless they were stolen by Highwaymen, that would mean an agonizing journy ahead of him and his patience was wearing thin.
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