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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Jackpot. 3 people already!John actively let the other person in and looked at the others. "Yeah, this is what you think it is. C'mon in." The room was dark, lit by only one light dangling from the ceiling. It swayed as the shifting air pressures between the outside and this room as well as the shaking of the door in it's hinges. The room was warm, probably due to the exposure of the actual wall of the shelter and the sun-window. The side of the wall facing the door had cabinets across it, littered with boxes and papers from some other purpose. The wall Wily was propped against had a poster of Philidelphia on it, and a small refridgerator to the left of him. The other wall near where Kaylee stood, held naught but a small side table with a book on Croma opened to a suspicious page.
"You want answers on Croma? I'll tell you what I can. Croma is an energy that lives within all of us. You all know that. You also know we can materilize our Croma into different things. You with the Croma pet, you created the animal there, did you not? My theory is that those Shadow Beasts are in fact made of Croma, like that thing. I also theorize these beasts can be beaten with Croma. However, I have yet to test my hypothesis. That's why I lured you here, so that we can test this. Maybe, there is a possibilty that we can find the person responsible for making these things and kill him. That way, we can either avenge the lossed and save the survivors. However, this is only speculation. Discuss with me any qualms or questions you have." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| ^o^ OMGs!!! I won Cutest Member Male!
You all love me and my outside. 
Also, since me and Kat know each other on the outside...^.^ We Phillie's know what we're doing. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| I love this game with so much love it's deadly. Discuss. And Saijin, my name is Cairoi on the game, so ya know. | |||
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| ...You can do that...with a vagina? O.o I have much to learn... | |||
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Young handsome Cairoi, confuddled by Seticus' possible courses of actions, built and underground shelter for him and his cuteness to take shelter from the droves of oncomers that would be soon rambling above him. He grabbed Mini-Pic Boy and Beauty girl and dragged them into the shadows with him, so they could protect themselves from the oncoming onslaught. | |||
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| John nodded firmly at the person stepping in as Jake stepped in closer. He looked down at the arm as he spoke.
"Welcome." He said to the shy newcomer and motioned for him to enter. "For all here, my name is John Mark." He held the hand of silverish armor in his hands underneath the dangling orb of light. He began studying the Croma wrapped around his arm and releasing small hums of curiosity, shifting around to look at it better. "Well, in my mediocre opinion, I'd say you have a humongous overload of Croma that can't be completly contained in your arm. First chance we get, I want you to point this away from people, envision releasing a chunk of this out like a bullet. You have so much Croma this arm of yours could function as a gun." He backed up and sat down on the refridgerator, looking at the group curiously. "If anyone wants to know where I get my facts, I have 4 or 5 books on the table over there next to the open one. Feel free. Also, if anyone wants to see proof I know what I'm talking about..." John outstretched his hand. All of the sudden, with a whoosh sound emnating from his hand, a rapier appeared in his hands. It looked real, but with no defining characteristics besides it being a rapier. He had only as well begun to delve into controlling his weapon. In comparision to what the others in the room had, his weapon was nothing more than a sword. He knew in the beginning, he would be the backbone of the group, but as time surpassed, they would quickly surpass him. He only hoped they would still follow him. "Anyway, we need to start worrying about supplies. I don't think we're going to be ordering from Burger King if we go out there on our own." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Shuyin, what say you and I branch off the main gaming clan of XGF and start one for Gunz?
Why, the mere idea causes my liver to shudder! |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Well, we see you haven't posted near as much as you used to, but in case you check, this is our way of reminding you we haven't yet forgotten you. Yet.
Get your butt back on here and get back to posting!! |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| John watched Kaylee intently as she talked. He watched the energy arrow form and disperse, all the while an interested look on his face. He reached down under into the refridgerator and pulled out his hidden stash of food. The refridgerator had been broken for a long time now, and he used it for a seat and a storage box only. He pulled out a bag of potato chips and threw it into Wily's lap.
"Here. I was saving it for a rainy day. Kaylee, your arrow seems to be the kind of thing I asked him to do. Your Croma senses your desire for the arrow and it makes one according to the bow you wield it in." He smiled and looked at the other two members of the group who haven't introduced themselves. "Well? I'm more than a little interested to hear your names." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| There was a battle raging on across the forests near the Ulrich house; but the fate of a five year old child was relying heavily on a stealth operation, carried out by one man. Jack had to keep things in priority.
He flickered in and out of the pools of moonlight entering through the windows. The Government had a much more creative defense system this time around. They locked all doors and shut the main power off, leaving only the command center room and the emergency doors and lights operative. Jack had no idea where the command center was, but he could sense the Lion's presence nearby. It was like a feeling rising within him as he drew closer, the feeling rising steadily with each step. He knew it was only a matter of time until- He was there. He stared a door, covered with emergency steel to protect the office within. He smiled as he twirled the two pistols in his hands, stopping as he shot four rounds into it. They puncutured the door in two spots, immediatly next to each other. Jack had fired two bullets into each spot so he could get double the results, and that was all he needed. He fitted his fingers though the holes and charged energy in his right hand until he pushed his hands forward against the door. He used his natural strength along with 2 instant incantations to break the door down, causing it to flail crazily in the air until it landed 15 ft from Jack, on the desk of the Lion. There, standing against the back wall with a dark grin and sinister eyes, was the man Jack had come to fight. "You son of a bitch..."Jack muttered angrily, his rage building. The supressed memories now had a target, a source of finality and relief to the anguish that had followed Jack for a large portion of his life. As Jack spoke, saying "You die today", he twirled his guns and sheathed them in one elegant motion. The Lion laughed haughtily, sticking his right hand out. From his hands erupted a sword of dark fire, solidified by the sheer volume of it. It was his signature weapon, a concentration of mana on a hilt he had on his belt. However, Jack also brought his hilt, and in a flash he brought to life his fiery longsword, encased in an eternal green flame. The Lion twirled the sword skillfully before letting out his response... "Then it all ends here." The two flashed with their enourmous stores of aura, pushing any stray objects like the door and desk out of their way. They charged at each other and swung, beginning the battle that would determine the future of the world. So it begun. (Last edited by Cairoi on 06-01-06 08:36 PM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| John jumped when Jake released the blast, immediate adrenaline and anger building up in him. He stood up quickly and looked at Jake in the eye.
"Yes. While we can theoretically survive in here forever, do you want to? Can you enjoy life knowing we have those beasts out there? Knowing we're caged like birds?!...I have a family here and they aren't going to live like that. Neither are we...Anyway, I have keys here to the secret basement. It's the only available exit. However, we'd need someone to open and shut the door. I have a vehicle we can use, it's an old converted pick-up truck. We can sleep in there when we need to...But, we need some starting supplies for when we get out there. I have enough gas to last us for about...6 weeks of non-stop driving. Trust me, that's quite a bit." He looked over at the others. His face was abundant with signs of his overworking mind. He had obviosuly taken extreme thought into this. "We need food for our trip. Some of us are going to have to steal some food, enough for 3 weeks. Then we can re-stock at where Kaylee's talking about. I'd suggest we get Wiley and Kaylee to steal that much. Jake, Nameless Monsieur, and I will begin loading up the car for our trip...and helping me install the armor plates I scavenged." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Guys, the light coming from the dark wood is Morse Code. ^.^
Just thought I should share that with you. And...shouldn't this be in Trick's N Jokes? |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Cairoi versus Seticus AKA Beowulf
An end to what was started by the ancients... They say a silhouette is the true reason that foreshadowing acquired it’s term…Always fear the gleaming smile of insanity…and confidence. For they are one and the same. Cairoi walked solemnly onto the empty city streets. The endless wars waged by the guilds, they destoroyed the very things that some sought to protect. Cairoi seemed to be naught but a silhouette against the overturned wreckages and cratered buildings. He was a silhouette, a mere shadow that has been cast upon the earth for longer than this strain of humans has existed. He is from the olden days, when humans were much hardier and peaceful than the ones today. Cairoi had only witnessed 1 great war caused by humans in his mortal lifetime. In these new days, he had seen so many across the course of man he grew weary of it. He cared for humans and the planet deeply, as he was more intricatly connected to them then anyone could guess. These wars haunted him. He wandered the street, cloaked in a brown trenchcoat. He also wore black finger-less gloves, a black t-shirt, and black pants. His legs were protected by black pants, and black boots. The boots, gloves, and jacket were nothing more than oddities he had acquired on his journies. However, the clothes were a momento from his wife, Mia, from the olden days. If one was to look upon Cairoi, they would not see a man from an era long gone. They saw a man with shaggy, medium-length brown hair, green eyes, and kind, reserved smile. Until they saw the 5-foot obisidian broadsword tied to his back. Diosu, the weapon he himself had honed with eons of work, was a shining example of his past. It had jagged, spiked edges, though they seem curvy like waves from the midnight tide. It was glowing with a small white light, contrasting with the shadowy blackness of the obsidian. While Obsidian is the immediatly apparent item of the sword, diamonds, steel, and many other metals along with the soul of a demon were crafted into the blade, making it an almost indestructable weapon. One of legend. All of this made Cairoi an able advesary, and his meanderings about the highway made him an open target. He looked uncaring as he walked, until he heard a shift of rubble behind him. He stopped, not bothering to turn around. "Bonjour. Je'mappelle Cairoi. Et Toi?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "We are not leaving this building until tommrow, Leon or Wily. The shadows exist and nighttime and they revel in it's strength. We'll learn as we go. That way nothing bad can happen BEFORE we leave."
John looked stern as he looked at the others, waiting at the door. He looked more than agitated. He had thought this out long before, and he had hoped everyone would have accepted his plan right out. However, it looked like some debating might be needed. "All I'm asking is for Wily and Kaylee to steal some supplies and bring them back here. The rest of us work on the vehicle tonight. Trust me, it's the best course of action. We'll get plenty of action tommrow. Today we rest and prepare. Okay?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Cairoi, with his hand already extended, activated his Red Cross Scar energy and absorbed the blast completly, a grin stretched across his face. He moved the outwardly extended right hand to the right of him and smiled as the sound of metal ripping out of earth, flying towards Cairoi. The dark object flew from the misty air about them and landed squarely in Cairoi's hand. His smile only widened as he welcomed the new form of Diosu.
Diosu, the weapon he himself had honed with eons of work, was a shining example of his past. It had jagged, spiked edges, though they seem curvy like waves from the midnight tide. It was glowing with a small white light, contrasting with the shadowy blackness of the obsidian. While Obsidian is the immediatly apparent item of the sword, diamonds, steel, and many other metals along with the soul of a demon were crafted into the blade, making it an almost indestructable weapon. One of legend. Cairoi effortlessly spun the large iron hilt with his right hand, stopping to point the sword's edge pointed at Xeios, the edge facing upwards 45 degrees from Xeios. "Alright, enough warm-up." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Cairoi's hand lifted up slowly, grasping the long iron hilt, bandaged by weathered white cloth. His mouth opened and stayed open, tasting the air before speaking some seconds later.
"Well, Seticus...I see you don't speak French. No matter." Cairoi shifted around slowly, looking intently at his opponent. His opponent had in his eyes the limitless determination of the mortal people. Cairoi envisioned his early youth, remembering the same look in his eyes. He compared himself to his new foe in many ways. However, there was a very large difference. Seticus wished to be a god. Cairoi was one. Cairoi slowly walked forward, a facade of peace on his face. Cairoi looked at the wepon he held in his hands. The lance that had the power of the Medusa. It is a shame it didn't work on Cairoi. He drew his humongous blade, stabbing it into the ground. He took his long brown trenchcoat and threw it to the side of the street. He also slowly worked off his gloves and threw them into the pile. He wore now only black, except for the silver necklace around his neck. And with the the glove landing on the ground, the jagged scars on the back of his hands became apparant. The were shaped like crosses, and in his immortal life had been remembered for them, being called a disciple of thier diety. However, their lord, Jesus, who he had met, had not been as selfish to want a religon based on him. Cairoi smiled as the sword seemed to pull itself from the ground and sheath itself on Cairoi's back. No doubt it was his Terramorphus, but he never foolishly announces his abilties anymore. "So..you wish to kill me. Show me this determination that bides within you, and we shall see." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "No, we need a LOT of food. We have to steal from the patches, whether you want to or not. 6 pounds won't last us 3 weeks."
John looked at Leon who had shoved past him to get out of the room with a careful acceptance. He saw Leon as someone hiding secrets, though he was sure everyone here was. "Wiley, Kaylee, please go steal about 3 week's amount of food. Get that, and along with 6 people's rations, bring them here. Jake and Leon, follow me." He pointed in a direction playfully as he slipped off in that direction, walking atop the stone sidewalk that encircled the middle. He turned a dorr suddenly, his pace quickening. He made a right and continued onward before hanging an immdediate left. He appeared a stairwell that led downwards, the summit not visible from his location. "Viola." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Calling me a boy is inappropriate as I outage you, my friend. And the rest of your taunts I do not feel like adressing. Such bad taste from who is referred to as such a great warrior.
And how does my mouth speak loudly when I do not call myself a god, yet you acuse me of it? Others call me a god for I can live in the heavens and have power beyond mortals. Yet..." Cairoi began walking towards Seticus, his body firm and decise. "Show me you are worthy to back up your hatred." Cairoi's sword lifted into the air by firmly grabbing the hilt and held it in a proper battle stance in front of him, firmly planted in between his eyes. He was ready. "Let's rock." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| *shines with his natural cuteness*
Sure as hell Elara. To the underground bunker!! *waits* |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Makura, I can answer your question...
Because time and existance doesn't revolve around humans. Can anyone actually acheive true happieness? or is it a dream that is blown away with the wind? Drizzit, I'm truly happy. Maybe not estatic, but I'm happy. So yes, it's possible. Well on an earlier post I kinda had that in a nutshell...but I couldent have said it better myself though... I have another good one... - If we humans are using 12% of our brain mass, then how did we discover that? Uuuhh...we noticed it? |
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