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 Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:34 pm
*rain pounded the ground and thunder shined brightly in the sky.
a small group stood huddled together in front of the gates of the late headmistriss who came from a royal family of some sort. a drenched girl in gypsy-like clothing, obviously the leader for she slammed her fist against the gat, was yelling loudly, as she gave the group a pep-talk*
"AHAHAHAHA!!! They say this place has hidden treasure so we're gonn'a get it! rumors of death,blood, and ghosts surround this place, but we will not be scared off! alright! lets go!"
*the girl twirled around to find a trail of dust as twenty feet made their way home to the coven*
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:41 pm
*rayven walks through the group,his green tipped hair covering his eyes  , till he found his gypsy friend*hey you plannin on going in too
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:44 pm
*i crouch down on the ground, depressed and abandoned, drawing circles in the dirt as i looked up at the boy* yah....*sniff* i was planning on going with my friends...*eyes become dangerously moist* but they ran away.... (kinda like this>>>) 
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:46 pm
*rayven kneels down*come on lets go in
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:48 pm
With blubbery eyes i stare up at rayven, though the scarf-wrap-thingy on my head blinding me as it slid over my eyes.
"Really?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:53 pm
*rayven smiles then stands up*come on lets go
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:55 pm
*i jump up and push the boy from behind, and steering him through the rusty gates*
YAY! Tresure hunt~ Treasure Hunt~
Little did i know what layed ahead in the castle full of promises
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:57 pm
*rayven stops in front of a tall gate that was still locked with many spikes running on top of it*hm too easy*rayven formed a ball of fire in his hand then burnt the lock off then pushed the gate open*lets see what awaits inside
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 8:02 pm
As we got closer to the haunted castle i found myself scooting closer and closer behind rayven, putting one hand on his shoulder in case there was any fog
"Right! ney, ney rayven. Why are you so interested in the caste? I'm a gypsy and love treasure so that's understandable, but what are you doin' here?"
I lean forward and crane my neck, trying to see the boy's face without much success in the dark.
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 8:06 pm
*rayven forms a big glowing ball of fire in his hand lighting up 20 feet around him and the gypsy*i like exploring plus i like i good fight so maybe ill have a good fight here plus maybe ill find some cool stuff here
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 8:13 pm
"i see. well then you'll protect me from the monsters right?"
because i left my mirror at home...how stupid of me...
At this i sigh and and lower my gaze to the floor. staring at the white powder that we both were stepping on....wait. is this..gun-powder?
"oh shoot...."
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 8:16 pm
*rayven kneels down then pokes the powder then sees it continue to lead down a path to a weird looking door*its not gunpowder its something else and it leads down this hallway*rayven turns around and smiles*want to follow it
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 8:26 pm
"Yah! Lets go explore"
*i punch the air excitedly, and leap for the door, swinging it open. It instantly shuts behind me and a faint cry could be heard through the door, but quickly faded. as if i had fallen to a distant place*
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 8:28 pm
*rayven burns the door down then walks through the door way and sees a giant hole in the middle of the room*yo girl you fall down there*rayven yelled down the hole*
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 8:36 pm
*the boy's voice echoed, and i would have answered if the cart i had fallen into didn't roll down a hill.
i grabbed the inside of the cart as it zipped down the tracks of what looked like a mine. i couldn't really tell seeing as i was on a run away cart going 120 miles an hour*
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