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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 7:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 8:07 pm
(( Waiting for Karen - chan again. ^-^ ))
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 4:17 am
Karen stood up slightly, and looked over to Maia and Damien. " Yeah, yeah..." She spoke out lightly as she held her leg, and walked after them. Karen acted as if she didn't like the fight, but she loved it.
(I'm looking for the one with the glass slipper Baby girl you can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh
I love the Umbrella Remix ft. Chris Brown<333)
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~Aeris~The~Final~Cetra~ Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 8:48 am
Maia looked back and narrowed her eyes at her angrily. "This is the part where you lie down and die now, doll. I don't need you anymore." Maia stopped completely, and then glanced around for Minty in case she wanted to jump a sneak attack. "Where is that worthless scrap of fur?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:30 am
hey maia-damian laid there weakly-can i lay down?i don't want to go...any....where-he passed out on her shoulder-
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 3:48 pm
Maia shrugged him off, letting him collapse onto the ground. She didn't take her eyes off Karen, a bit annoyed with Damien at the moment. "So whaddya say, doll? Are you going to be a good little girl and die for me?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 6:51 pm
-he sat up weakily and got up and then tried to walk but he fell-
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 7:49 am
He arrived there awaiting Travis in the area indicated.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 10:58 am
Ghosts were lingering everywhere with mournful cries of sorrow ringing through the ears of visitors. Shadows lingered everywhere so it was easy for people to hide. Figures with their eyes faced downward came from all directions, their eyes hollow. Travis wasn't any among them.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 9:15 pm
Damian watched the figures carefully, he was on the offensives as he put on a gauntlet on his left hand. He knew he could use the soul seller gauntlet because of all the dead souls.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 7:20 am
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, chum...you don't even know what you're up against." From the shadows at his side, there was Maia and Travis, his hands on the back of her neck and a gun against her back. "I thought we were going to negogiate." She was being practically dragged because she had no more strength left.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 11:37 am
"Ok, then let's negotiate....what do you want?" HE looked at Travis, thinking he was the man making negotiations.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 5:58 pm
Her mouth was sealed shut thanks to the duct tape wrapped around it, her eyes were full of confusion and hostility. Travis laughed. "Nothing...I was hoping you'd die over the past nights but unfortunately I was wrong." He shoved Maia forward. "I just want to get out of here quickly and nicely without a trace of being followed...because this whore of yours won't die." She lay on the ground, glaring at Travis but her bound hands not able do anything.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 6:24 pm
He growled a low growl, the gauntlet glowing as the surrounding area glowed, "Don't dare ever call her a whore!" The souls wisped about the feet of the shadowed figures and began sucking into the gauntlet, a halt in the process left an eerie silence in the already wicked air. The gauntlet glowed as an a demonic eye and symbols circled up the gauntlet and his let arm, his voice came echoing with several others, "The souls of the dead banish you from this crypt! OUR HOME!"
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