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 Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 9:15 am
Dagoth DeSeer Bouldersan Dagoth DeSeer First off I wouldnt be much of a fighter let alone one of the champions of this island if I needed a healer every time I got a scratch from one you guys. Second we balckskulls come and go as we please but we all ways stick together.*His grin took on a much more sinister shade, his eyes hiding the faintest glow of crimson. His hand taking on a more claw like appearence* And what would you know of my intentions? I respect ye fer 'avin such unity as a crew, but don' let yerself get cocky. Yer mortal, jest like th' rest o' us. An' don' think yer so secretive abou' yer intentions. It be clear to a seasoned observer like meself when someone is ou' tae pick a figh'. *chuckling deep within his throat, his eyes glowing a deeper crimson as he unbuttons and removed his shirt* Mortal you say, I wouldnt count the last son of atlantis as mortal.*He stood up arching his back as slowly throught the sound of tearing flesh, two wings float towards the sky the feathers sticky from blood and what resembles tar. The loose feathers themselves floating and falling towards the ground asborbing the light as they fell* I wouldnt be so sure you know anything, as for cocky this is confidence I know I could kill everyone here and the only people that could stop me are well I live with em.Merlin looks up from his cards "Bah, don't be a b***h boy." He goes back to his reading.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 9:09 pm
I be secondin' what Merlin said. I'll 'ave ye knae, me Captain be a chil' o' Atlantis as well. Hardly makes ye the "last". neutral
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 9:15 pm
"That's nay even what I ment. All this melodrama, an' th' "I be a great chil' o' atlantis GRAAAA" it gets irritatin'. Some o' us weren't born with special powers, some o' us weren't born half-demon-monkey-squirrel-jesus. Some of us had to work hard fer our magic, an' some of us don't have any at all. I'm pushin' thirty fer me hard work. Me master spent all he had into his old age t' teach me what he knew. I'm nay a spoiled little demon who got his powers given' t' him on a silver platter, an frankly I'm tired o' bein' treated like an inferior from ye...ye...monsters." He's breathing heavy, obviously rather full of the drink. He picks up one of his cards, and throws it. It sticks hard in one of the walls, and he storms out.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 9:31 pm
Merlin's righ', ye knae. Ye do seem rather an a** walkin' in and goin' on abou' how ye could do us all. As fer me, jus' abou' the only magic I 'ave is in me 'ands, and that be greater than anythin' ye could muster. Pr'aps some day ye'll realize tha' tae be able tae mend be a great'r gift than any destructive power. Until then, get off me back an' let me finish me scotch. *sips*
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 4:06 am
Mae sighs. "Now Chilin' don' make me turn this here... pub around."
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 4:19 pm
talk2hand Gaw. I zon't needs any magik. uselezz ztuff.
*drinks rum*
A hand an a sword, zhat's all ye need.
*pets Jack the coco*
but then again I spent a yeat with ze zirens learnin' zheir zong.
*rocks babe*
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 12:30 pm
zaMmaP *drinks rum*
A hand an a sword, zhat's all ye need.
*pets Jack the coco*
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 9:19 am
Dagoth DeSeer Bouldersan Dagoth DeSeer First off I wouldnt be much of a fighter let alone one of the champions of this island if I needed a healer every time I got a scratch from one you guys. Second we balckskulls come and go as we please but we all ways stick together.*His grin took on a much more sinister shade, his eyes hiding the faintest glow of crimson. His hand taking on a more claw like appearence* And what would you know of my intentions? I respect ye fer 'avin such unity as a crew, but don' let yerself get cocky. Yer mortal, jest like th' rest o' us. An' don' think yer so secretive abou' yer intentions. It be clear to a seasoned observer like meself when someone is ou' tae pick a figh'. *chuckling deep within his throat, his eyes glowing a deeper crimson as he unbuttons and removed his shirt* Mortal you say, I wouldnt count the last son of atlantis as mortal.*He stood up arching his back as slowly throught the sound of tearing flesh, two wings float towards the sky the feathers sticky from blood and what resembles tar. The loose feathers themselves floating and falling towards the ground asborbing the light as they fell* I wouldnt be so sure you know anything, as for cocky this is confidence I know I could kill everyone here and the only people that could stop me are well I live with em.Ye dont stand a chance vs Fred, and all those here know it. ::hushed whispers::No, you may not keep that piece as sentimental value!
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 9:22 am
Bouldersan Merlin's righ', ye knae. Ye do seem rather an a** walkin' in and goin' on abou' how ye could do us all. As fer me, jus' abou' the only magic I 'ave is in me 'ands, and that be greater than anythin' ye could muster. Pr'aps some day ye'll realize tha' tae be able tae mend be a great'r gift than any destructive power. Until then, get off me back an' let me finish me scotch. *sips* Yarrr and we be seconding this motion! Have a round on myself, Fred and Fluffy, as a celebration on me finding the game files! *hip hip huzzah* ::hushed whispers::::mew::
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2005 4:03 pm
*relaxes with a glass of wine*
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 3:38 pm
Oh, yer 'ere.
*Jack the coco hisses and hides* Jack Kraken Ye' made sure ta' say "the CoCo" did'nt ya'?! xd zaMmaP *drinks rum*
A hand an a sword, zhat's all ye need.
*pets Jack the coco*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:16 am
Hidin'? Why ya' mangy flee-ridden fluff-ball! Yer' nothin' but a waste o' food!! scream
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 6:49 pm
*pokes head out from behind hat*
...hiss
Enough of that!
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 5:48 am
That foul imp's only good fer' one thing. Eatin'. twisted
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2005 4:31 pm
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