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Xeios You WANKER!         Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Hey, Katana says I'm pretty!
*huffs and storms off* No sex for you mister, you're on pussy probation! |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Holy damn! P a n d a is spamming too, what the hell, does anyone read anything anyone posts in any thread at any given point in time. And Zabuza, I wouldn't call it tough love, I'd more call it tough indifference.
But anyway, I'm taking true's idea and writing the url on every dollar I have in my pocket right now... |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| didn't these come out already in the seventies or sixties. Crazy people...but I wanna try it, sounds...tasty I suppose, if you should taste anything you breathe... | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Ooooh, Hyperventialtion is fun! I like doing that sometime, that's when I get into my uber hyper moods and that means very much fun for me! I usually jhust have an over-abundance of energy and I jump and dance about oddly. | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| silly nillys, it's not rediculous, it's very fun and entertaining. Remember staying the sex you were born is a vote for fascism!
*cutesy pose* |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Ack, that happened to me TWICE! I bought obnoxiously large headphones and as I was getting into my Grandpops car the wire got stuck in the door and snapped! Not only that, but I rebought the same type, and was wearing them leaving the school I go to, well, I opened the door, they got caught on the handle of the door and pulled off, where the preceded to snap in half and whip me in the face. I was PISSED! uhhhg. I hate when that kind of shit happens. | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Joan's eyes were still affixed on the shapes in the clouds. They were interesting and pretty much unlike Dveris and Guy. She was sadly drawn back to reality by Dveris' voice. She heard what he had said, but now she had to think about what she wanted to do. Her gaze fell slowly and focused in on Dveris.
"Serpant...that big meanie with the black hair and the slits in his eyes? I don't like him, I don't wanna go. He's mean and a smelly jerk." She crossed her arms angrily and her face scrunched up in disgust. Her gaze found Guy now, she also sensed him being there, but she didn't feel like acting on it until now. Her small fit seemed to melt away and she stood to her full height, 5'4" not that bad for a girl, still relatively short though. Her childish mannerisms dissapated rather quickly, and she stood with a large sense of elegance. Her bright green eyes danced between the two who stood before her. "Monsieur Danslarue, I do believe it is time that we began moving. The Serpant is drawing us in his coils, and we must do our best to make our presense known before he suffocates us." Joan turned to face Dveris, She smiled lightly and her posture changed slightly. "Would you be so kind as to lead us to Serpant?" The brutish Dolfax grinned as Allard let out a laugh of relief. He shook his head at the comment about the horses. "You know right well that horses can't carry me. They don't have the muscle. I'll be off on my own in a bit, I'm rather hungry and I feel the wind is taking me on a hunt. I love hunts." Dolfax stood, and bowed elegantly, a rather difficult thing to show with the way he was so graceless. He walked over to a corner, which held his massive weapons. He lifted the massive sword and tucked it into it's sheath on his back, and placed the scimitar upon a side sheath, fitting perfectly along his extremely stretched looking body. He stomped away, carrying almost his entire weight on his body as if it were nothing. He saw the forest around him and leapt to the side, almost crushing an entire tree. The tree was spared, but some of its branches were broken rather badly. The hulking body of Dolfax disappeared into the distance, a scream from a group of nearby birds was heard as they fled in sight of the beast. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| OOC-- Important! An affinity chart was placed in the discussion thread for this RP, and It would be best to check it out, this helps us and you guys all know what's up with the ways the characters should be reating to each other. And though all affinities are bound to change, there is a good chance they will always affect the ways characters interact with other characters.
Joan forced a smile, her past was of no concern. And should remain relatively hidden. But she decided against ignoring this kind man, and began to think for a moment on how and why she worked for the pope. What kept her held here, and why she did fight. It seemed to be a question unanswered to even herself. The best resolution she could muster was somewhat feeble and she knew it. "Though I know not why I first joined into this Crusade. I know now that I am held here by a strange will to finish what I started. Besides, the battle does seem to be noble enough." Joan looked away, she did not want to meet eyes with Dveris, she could tell his motives were almost impure, she could not put her finger on it, but she did not like being questioned. Her past was a touchy subject, and her sanity seemed to be waning since the years past, spiraling downwards, until one definitive moment when she would surely conquer the beast inside her, or collapse under it's will. The Serpant was in view and appeared to be speaking with Jiang. Though she could not tolerate either of them Joan played off as if she was elegantly pleasant. "Good day, the speech today bore grand news, so what is it that you have called me for Serpant." Joan's eyes glanced between the two of them, Dismissing Jiang with a mere glance and forcing herself to look happy in the face of the Serpant troubled her slightly. A light sigh left her lips after she finished speaking, and she could hear the footsteps of Guy pacing back and forth behind her and Dveris. He had followed close behind, and seemed rather impatient at waiting. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| I don't believe he (jesus) was anything particularly magnificent. I just use the phrase as a socially common phrase of "Holy Shit" Or "that was F*cking awesome" not really as some sort of way of praising Jesus because he's so cool. They should be able to say what they want, it's not like they're going to hell because they use something like that. Christians should be forbidden to do it, just becuase it's taking their lords name in vain. Everyone who's not christian has no qualms with the phrase. | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Joan flinched lightly at the comment about her, she wanted to react but she knew it was improper. In the Pope's chamber the others bowed and she followed elegantly with a curtsey. Guy defended her at this time, and she stared at the Serpant to find if he would react to this blatant attack on his honor. It was always valiant when Guy defended her, though it didn't happen often, she had great respect for Guy because of this. She examined the Pope. What is your mission father, was all that on her mind.
The Pope sneered at this display of disrespect, and before The Serpant had a chance to react he merely began speaking. "Well, children of God, you know that this crusade is very important to us, and you are some of my most trusted warriors and those who are not highly trusted by me are highly trusted by the King. So in this way, I need some of you to lead my forces. Particularly Guy and Dveris. So, you must work together. Of course, we still have Jiang and Joan to take care of, so, I assign Joan to work under Guy, and Jiang to work under Dveris. You both must listen to them, but you are directly below rank with them. So those of you who are leading the armies, should treat them with respect." The Pope turned in his chair. He seemed to have completely forgotten about the Serpant. "As for you my dear boy, You will be serving directly under me. And will lead my troops when I am not actively partaking in the battle, as well as be my bodyguard of sorts." The Pope's eyes gleamed as he spoke to the Serpant, he was his shining star, and his favorite soldier. The Serpant followed without question and killed on the Pope's whim. As well as served as an advisor to him very often. Some claim this war was at the advice of the Serpant, and not the Pope. "Well, unless there are any questions you are all dismissed." OOC--After this I'd like for there to be a bit of a time shift to move things along, so in your next couple of posts please try to speed things along, not too much character interaction and we'll speed up two weeks to a point. I'll summarise what happened during those two weeks and the same will be kindly requested of you. I.e. what your character took on during the time. Another side note, A post on PVP will be placed in the discussion thread after I post this, so please do read up on it. Joan did not seem to pleased at the favoritism of the Serpant, but she was at least serving with someone she liked and considered a very good friend. Her true feelings for him hid just under the surface of insanity that was often prevalant in her life. The thought of spending more time with Guy seemed to please her very much, as her childish side began peeking out. Her eyes grew wide and pleasant(anime style) and she put her hair up into pigtails, her bottom-of-chin length hair cutely pricked out of the bands on either side of her head. It's color was a deep black, and her bangs laid still framing her face. (I'll post pictures of her faces eventually) Looking back and forth, she seemed to grow in excitement and almost started bouncing in place. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| A note on PVP
Ok, since there is a war going on, and characters are on both sides, PVP is a very important aspect of this RP. Now, I need to set up some ground rules on it. 1-Don't post a battle in the RP, it takes up too much room and is unneccesary. It also blocks people from getting the story aspect of the RP down. What you need to do, is post declaring a battle against another player. They get a chance to accept or retreat. And you Fight between PMs or IMs at a time that both of you can work out that you are on, so we can come to a quick solution. After the battle is complete, send a copy of all fo the PMs, simply don't delete the quote that appears after each reply to a PM, and forward the last to us, Me and Cairoi will solve this, and choose a winner, and decide whether it ends in a death or not.(usually not) 2-Be respectful 3-Follow Sim-Battle Rules, except your characters are not amazingly awesome. 4-After the battle is sent to us, Me and Cairoi will summarize the battle to make it smaller, and one of you can post it. This way, we don't clutter the thread with pointless battle posts. We're just trying to keep this very calm and relaxed, and actually make an RP centered around story-like cinematic battles and good roleplaying, and I think with these rules, there will be no problem acheiving that goal, and even less of a problem keeping interest and clutter out of the thread. And the most important reason is that between posts of battle style make it extremely difficult for people to follow the story and read the fight. Thank you, and discuss this new set of PVP rules here. 
^^Joan, Sorry for the low quality shot, I used a digital cam to transfer, Don't got a scanner. (Last edited by Princess Xeiette on 05-22-06 10:04 PM) |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| People know you, they just don't have any strong feelings for/against you. I made the affinity chart with Cairoi's help over his house, so we worked on it a bit together. But you are a Crusader, so you take the affinity bonuses from that. That's just how they should treat you. | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| The Pope sneered at the disrespect he was recieving and turned and walked out of the room. He placed The Hand of God upon his finger and tossed those who were there a golden cross.(Serpant should already have one, and I'm still counting Dveris as being in the room)
"War these, they have been blessed so that my magicks will not accidentally destroy you all. Jiang however has shown enough disrespect and his death would be considered a casualty. Accidents do happen." The Pope's face was not pleasant by any stretch, but he surely seemed happy to think of the joy the death of Jiang would bring him. "Leave me." Joan was very upset with the reaction of the Serpant. She huffed loudly as he passed her, and she stared at his back. Taking the cross and placing it in position of the old one on her chocker, a thought popped into her mind, one that was not very pleasant. I wonder...What would his intestine look like nailed to a wall...? Her dark moment seemed to pass over her as she hopped over to Guy. "Don't let that big meanie get you down Guy! You're my friend and no one else matters!" Joan smiled and left the Pope's chambers waiting for Guy in the lobby. But deciding to follow a whim, she hailed a carriage and trotted to the rooom she was designated at the 'Twilight Showers' Inn. As she entered her room one thing was fairly certain, she had very many weapons. Two swords rested on her bed, a staff in the corner, a dagger on the nearby table, as well as a thin silver rapier. She eyed the weapons and skipped gleefully over to her bed, she took the swords and placed them beside the bed, and decided to get changed into her night clothes. She pulled the thin white sundress off and pplaced on a thin white tunic. She fixed the string around her waist and layed down on her bed. A song danced through her mind as she somberly set to sleep. Through the night, she thought about the pending war, and she realized that she would need her uniformed armor, she decided to put an order in for it first thing tomorrow. It was the end of the peace, and a beginning of the war. (Last edited by Princess Xeiette on 05-23-06 07:11 PM) |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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Spoiled bastard.
Anyway, I wish that I could you know, get some cool stuff like that, but I MIGHT get 50$ total...Cheap ass large family... |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Yes, my 1337 post. An ediface of epic proportions will be carved to depict this monumental occasion, and it will be placed with all the others who have reached said point, and will tower over all those who will fall short.
Now, my original plan was to fade away, but I don't think I can do that now, due to my RP. So, I'll just have to deal with being an imperfect 1337+ poster... Post count 1337 Days since registered 645 Today's Date 05-23-06 08:51 PM w00t (Last edited by Princess Xeiette on 05-23-06 11:52 PM) |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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pretty good, really puts you in the mind of a big burly manly man. I like the dorky scientist and of course Tits. Good writing style, good form overall, the only problem I can even identify is no more than a mere series of grammatical/spelling errors. Then again, that's what editors are for.  |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| (OOC- Summary post containing information on the past 2 weeks for the Crusaders, as well as two new recruits who will be joinging us. You know them on the Board as Katana and Spartan. And I'm sure that you will not mind these late joiners.)
Two weeks had passed. Already our forces seem to prevail over the enemies' in numbers alone. The epic force of our Crusade wrought havoc across the land. The march began, and it could be considered a death-march, but to put it realistically it would be called a slaughter-march. The small towns near the border between magical settlements, and the pure righteousness of the European civilization were torn apart almost as quickly as the Crusaders entered. One village in particular, the village of Klarthu, which would ordinarily be classified as a city, was literally flattened in a days time. In this village, with a supreme display of power and tactics, the Crusaders boxed in and killed every last person. Whether they be man, woman, or child, all were shown the same amount of fury and destruction. The Crusaders not only have the power in numbers, they have also desensitized their warriors to kill on sight and without question. This was proven at the Massacre of Klarthu. Surely word had been sent out of the obliteration of this city, the Magical Forces would know of this, and it would cause them to be angered, raged even. Such to an extent that they would make mistakes, die foolishly, and follow their emotions instead of their leader's strategies. The Pope sat atop the back of a valiant White steed. It's amber mane flowed elegantly through the air, and it's deep grey eyes seemed to watch the chaos and war with a bit of disappointment. Such war, though it was known throughout history, is never accepted by nature. Urban II smiled while overlooking the massive wave of shining armor, bowing to his presence. He held his right hand, the hand bearing the ring to the air, where a small amount of light glinted off of the golden part. At this sign, from closest to him to farthest away, every soldier came to one knee, Holding their right hand over their hearts and their left on the hilts of their swords. Many familiar faces were amongst the group. Generals, distinguished soldiers, any who had proven their mettle to the Pope was instantly recognized. These people stood out the most, assembling a team of individuals who would be his fighting squad for the war at hand. They would be willing to die for him and, even more importantly, kill for him. "Great people of the Church, our scouts have detected a large fortress near some mountains to the East. There appears to be a gathering of troops who wish to destroy the sanctitiy of our life in that fort. The one they call "Fort Brenethor," I believe that this place deserves destruction, and will serve as a very bounteous vantage point for the remainder of this war. We Must take this Fort at once! Our sights are set on Brenethor, Come let us tally no further!" A woman on horseback rode to a small set of tents where the camp was set up. Two guards stood posted on the outside of the tent and took this woman's horse as she approached. Her eyes glinted hazel in the nearby campfire as she stepped down. One flap of the tent was opened and the woman was motioned inside. She followed the motion quietly and stood in a chamber before a man in what appeared to be a cassock. He turned to her with a look of joy upon his young face. A coffin shaped object could be made laying on the ground in the corner of the room, and a rapier showing the sign of the fleur-de-lis upon it's hand-guard. His voice seemed pleasant enough as he showed her a congratulations. "You did absolutely wonderful on the field in the past few days, Mademoiselle Sabrina Vine. I have the utmost pleasure to inform you that I am initiating your promotion to being a soldier underneath of me, one of my officers if you will. Though we are not sure exactly how you will continue to act when it comes to the larger of battles, you have proven to be a brilliant warrior on our quest as of yet." Guy was rather happy to see a skilled newcomer before him. He was almost afraid that back at the Pope's chambers two weeks before this would be his only glimpse of apparant greatness. But he surely was wrong. This girl showed much potential, most of which was untapped, but either way, the coming weeks would surely have a large impact on her impressionable character. "Well, I would ask you to stay for wine but I'm having a guest soon and I'd hate to keep her waiting. You are dismissed Mademoiselle." The constant screaming and shouting of the CO(Commanding Officer) was truly becoming a strain on Chris' ears. He was being reprimanded for his most recent battle in which a stray flame from his fire spells seemed to his the CO himself. Not only enraging and insulting the CO, but making Chris himself be a great threat for the Crusaders. Who knew what to trust when it came to the nitty gritty, and friendly fire could surely be an issue. The yell-fest seemed to come to a stop after a good amount of time, but Chris' ears still rang. It was brought to the CO's attention by another officer that it was Chris who saved the CO's life and that instead of yelling over some burnt hair, he should praise Chris over the good job he did by saving the life of a Commanding Officer. The past two weeks consisted of a blur for Joan as she made her way through the mixes and killed countless people for almost no reason. She was shown an enemy, and she was taken over by a murderous rage, she killed almost everything in sight. If her eyes laid upon it, she attacked it. Women Children, Men Pathetically trying to defend their homeland, and sometimes the Crusaders. Her swords sometimes fell into the backs of comrades, but her roar dismissed any accusations against her. Her eyes fell upon the swords. There was a dark red substance caked into the blood reservoir on the blades. She took maybe five days to come back to some semblance sanity from the moment her hatred consumed her. There were many aspects of her life she didn't like, but she could not think of any reason there would be blood on her swords. As far as she could remember she simply rode here, straight here with no detours. She was conscious of her killings, it was known that they were committed by her, but the memories associated with death were not with her as of now. She laid back in a tent, looking about wondering what the time was, what the day was, even what she had done just two nights before. Her life was merely a faded sense of reality at times. All at once, as if stumbling upon a great epiphany, she rose and changed from her armor, tunic stained in the blood of others, into a corset, and then into a very attractive looking dress she happened to own. Her feet were bare, but amongst the luscious green grass they were not bothered as she stepped from her tent and walked to Guy's. They had a 'date' tonight, which Joan naively interpreted as a celebration of sorts. Sure, she was attracted to Guy, but it seemed as if it had not occured to her that it could be the other way around. She stepped to the guards outside of his tent and smiled, pushing aside the flaps for herself and entering the tent of Guy. A smile rose to her face almost at once and she tried to hide her glee. A seat was set out for her, near a small wooden table with two wine glasses and a bottle. Guy could not be seen, but she was sure would return shortly enough. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Joan's bright green eyes lit up as Guy entered the room. He offered her wine, and she could not refuse him. Erm...His request.
"Oui Monseiur. I'll have a glass. How have these weeks been with our war effort?" Joan smiled gleefully, but as she spoke of the lack of memory of the war effort, her eyes fell to the left. She tried to draw from memory the events, but nothing came up, nothing besides a sinister feeling. A feeling that she would lose control. And she dismissed that feeling by gathering herself back onto the subject at hand. "Guy, what is it that you called me here for, just a drink or..." Her mind fluttered, she was embarressed to even dawn on the subject, and she averted her eyes from his face. A heat was felt on her cheeks and they began turning a slight pink."...Nevermind." Dolfax mustered a grunt at the fact which he was mobilizing the civilians instead of standing at the front lines. It must be better for him, especially if Allard specifically asked him. His golden eyes scanned the room, and searched for those accompanying him on the evacuation. He took time to note that this was extremely important and Allard would only put his most trusted men in charge of escorting the citizens. He bowed with approval at the request and smiled. "Anything for you, My lord." |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Joan nodded, sipped at her glass and placed it on the table. She rose, bowed to Guy, and left his room. As her way was being made back to her tent, a noise struck her ears. The sound of a sword being drawn. A malicious smile creeped allong her face, and within seconds she was standing behind Chris with her knife to his throat and her left arm sholding him close to her so he could not struggle. A sinister grin was seen from the shadows, and any looking at Chris would also notice the long peice of metal at his throat. The knife grazed across his skin lightly, the knife was sharp, but this small amount of contact left not cuts or scratches.
"I believe you now have a jackass brandishing his sword at you, and your life in the hands of one considered insane. Do you feel as if you will survive if you strike, pet? I suggest you sheath your sword or something bad will happen to you." Joan spoke very playfully, she sounded as if she would kill him for blinking right now. She wanted his sword away, no matter how much she enjoyed bloodshed, a battle between the higher-ups of the organization would not be a good thing to cause, unless she was the factor causing the deaths. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5112 days Last activity: 1422 days |
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| Joan grinned as he complied, leaned forward a bit and bit the lower part of his ear. She pulled it lightly, playfully almost, and disappeared once more. She could be seen leaning against a tree nearby, cleaning under her fingernails with the point of the knife.
"Wise choice, Pet." She smield and wanted to see this argument play out. This was starting to be fun, and not at all a waste of time like she had originally assumed it to be. |
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