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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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| Clockz, you can be a physically skilled Oridian. We really need Oridians, that's who I really wanted en masse.
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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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Actually, ladies and gentlemen, me and Xeios love Zelda, too.
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We support you in your decision, Lord Metal, wholeheartily. And yeah, I have a Wii now, too. I camped for 6 hours for it. 
And by the way, audience, Zelda STARTED THE DAMN SAVE THE PRINCESS SHIT. It has a universal right to do it, godamnit.
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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The familiar buzz of the PA system filled the base, catching everyone off guard. A warm female voice began to address the members of 369.
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"All agents please make your way to the hangar now. Current border laws dictate that a clearance pass be issued beforehand and kept schedule to, as you know it is no longer safe outside cities. So, time is of the nessecity. It may be several days before clearance can be acquired again." As that message echoed through the hanger, a door opened, revealing Darian in different gear. He wore a tight black leather jumpsuit that was unzipped to make a moderate neckline, a black glove on his left hand and a red one on his right, and black boots. He had a silver chain around his neck, which complemented his white hair. He scratched his chest and looked out to his teammates, a story below him. He jumped over the guardrail to the garage floor, meeting up with everyone. "Aight, then. Let's move. Everyone, into the transport."
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've grown up a tad. Puberty can hit a guy hard, as evident by my budding beard. Yeah, my hair was really messy that morning.
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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Darian climbed in through the emergency roof entrance. He marveled at the size of the transport, which could be compared to a barracks on wheels. There was bunks for at least 16 people, seperated in 2 rooms, along with rooms for personal belongings, weapons, and a navagation/cockpit. This transport was essentially a military tour bus. After this revelation, Darian turned to Harry.
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"I can only give you an estimate. At least a week, up until undetermined." He smiled and turned to address everyone. "Everyone, we have an Transrail to catch. For those of you who have never experienced the thrill of riding the Transrail, know this: In my estimate, it is a mix of taking off in a plane and riding a rollercoaster. Please, strap yourselves in and make sure nothing will go flying about during our ride. Thank you." Darian entered the cockpit with the driver and buckled himself in the co-pilot seat. He watched as the large sub-garage door opened and the ignition flared on. The massive vehicle lumbered down the ramps and through the underground roadways leading to the Transrail. "EVERYONE!" Darian yelled back to the others."WE HIT THE TRANSRAIL IN ABOUT 45 SECONDS! GET YOUR ARSES READY!"
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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Estrogen is all over the place, last I heard. I remember reading somewhere there is estrogen in hamburgers and shampoo as well.
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So what does it matter if it's in soy? "The Open Church" by James Rutz How to Bring Back the Exciting Life of the First Century Church We all want to go to a church where we feel like our presence matters. In James Rutz’s classic book The Open Church you will discover many of the freedoms the church has lost over its 2000 year history as well as the radical steps we must take to reclaim its true participatory lifestyle. Full of rich history and practical ideas for body life, this book is a must read for those endeavoring to experience Christ in community. Look what else he's written.
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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OOC: Forgot to post this up on here. |
Enjoy!
I visited my metaphorical heart today in a moment of deep contemplation. It is a grand hall, in most of my sight white and pure, alit by the sun, though there are some shadows that occupy the corners. Papers are scattered everywhere, tacked onto wall and pillar, scattered about the ground, floating in the soft breeze circulating about me. On each sheet there is an epiphany or thought I hold true in my essence, scrawled out in my mindless shorthand, unkempt yet holding as much conviction as a parchment of official decree. In a search for insight, I began to read that which has floated in my mind. With a snatch I grabbed a paper and read the words inscribed. The world can be a dark place at times. I nodded my head in sorrowful agreement, tossing the paper aside. It floated willfully, landing in the shadows of the room. Hoping to feel renewed, I grabbed a sheet on the ground with writing scrawled all over it. I began reading mid-sentence, as I could not find where the sentence began. …and people’s perceptions of me are bound to be varied of me, as I know I am a multifaceted individual, but there is an essence to me as there is all humans that they should at least subliminally arrive to…I remembered this train of thought and released it from my hand, allowing it to return to the old contemplations of society I have had. A harsh wind blew and a paper smacked against my face, taking hold. When the wind dies down, I removed the paper from atop me and read the inscription, laughing. I hate it when people deny good food. We have taste buds, and in moderation we should take advantage of them! I must have had an argument with my brother about good food, as this arrived on an ill wind. I flicked the paper over my shoulder, watching it disintegrate in the ray of the warm sun. I then noticed that the white walls are littered with beautiful paintings. In wonderment I wondered why these colorful memories had not been immediately apparent against the white of the halls and of the parchment. I saw a picture of my father dancing like the jester he is, dabbed in vivid watercolors. Next my eye caught a sketch of my brother, concise and detailed, labeled and a perfect interpretation. I noticed the breathtaking view of the Philly skyline I had witnessed a year ago. The things my eyes have seen reassured me the world is beautiful, and I felt uplifted. I turned my attention to the throne arc, my eyes coming into contact with hundreds of paintings. I walked to it, my eyes drawn and my mind captivated. Each picture was that of a friend, someone in which I confided my trust and affection and for the most part found it duly returned. I gazed upon scenes where a friend had me captivated, and I rested my hand near a scene of us together and having fun. I felt tears begin to swell in my eyes, a smile growing ever larger on my face. And then my eyes fell onto a picture of a scene I hold dear to me. It was becoming twilight, the orange light of the sun tinting everything around me. I had in my hands a treasure of inexhaustible value. I touched her painted hand with my own, and I remember the emotional and physical warmth I knew that day. As I backed away slowly, I noticed the air slowly begin to speed up. Papers begin to spin around the middle of a room reminiscent of a weak tornado, yet I notice the paintings and various papers are immobile, oblivious the strong warm wind that circulates their fellow papers. I step into the center of the paper tempest, tears of happiness still slowly forming on my face. The papers all read the same thing. I love…And when I reached to touch the papers, my hand wass shocked, and a visage of a loved one appeared before me clear as day. I fell to my knees and smiled, feeling the love of those special to me circling around me. I see my family, my good friends, my closest friends, and most often I see her beautiful face, the one I hold dearest. I feel at peace here, in my metaphorical heart, because it has been granted the two things needed to be perfect: Room to breathe, and the ones I love . Together they make the perfect place to be. At least, I think, for me.
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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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The elevator doors in front of Holly slammed open, and a familiar face, rather unexpected face showed up drop dead in front of her. The devishly handsome grim of Seifer Ehnzo shined brightly in the eyes of the young Holly, and he quickly stepped forward, only to be yanked back by the guard who had tagged along with him.
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"Ah, Ms. Holly, just the beautiful girl I was looking for. I do believe I had promised you my services once a time a go, but due to extenuating circumstances involving my former employers, I had some duties to do. So, I came looking for you here, where rumour placed you. Would we be well met, or do I come to your aid at an inappropriate time?" The guard holding Seifer looked at him intently, and Seifer returned a gaze that frightened the guard, causing him to back up into the elevator. He used the Holy Trinity Shard to break apart his handcuffs and smiled as he rubbed his wrists. "Now, what can I do for you at this current point in time, my beautiful Holly?"
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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Darian sat firmly in his seat, preparing for the hapazard ride ahead. He adjusted the vehicular settings to ensure no fatal damage to any piece of equipment or any soldier. The pilot looked over at Darian and nodded as they drove straight down the jump ramp. Darian hit the PA system and spoke quickly.
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"8 seconds till we hit the transrail! Hold onto your dinner, and if you already ate it, then hold it in!" His eyes filled with excitement as the pilot hit the jump switch and the vehicle blasted forward on turbo, lurching everything forward. They hit the Transrail roughly, causing the vehicle to teeter for a moment while traveling at speeds of 500 mph, no doubt putting the members in the transport ill at ease. The Transrail moved as fast as a train taking off, but it moved like a rollercoaster. Darian smiled insanely as he watched the sparks fly. The vehicle fly crazily on the Transrail until it exited out the exit tunnel. It flew down th highway until the momentum wore out and it stopped. Darian unbuckled his seat belt and lumbered off balance into the sitting area where everyone was. "Wasn't that fun!"
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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God, both of you, enough! Can't you both just post in a thread without arguing or just being ignorant? Enough fighting! Logos, I'm sure he actually flies, otherwise he'd have other more recognized critics bothering him, and at the same time he's right Shaddow, you can't trust your eyes.
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On a lighter note, that's really, really cool. I want one so I can do all kinds of horrible tricks to people I know.
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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Death is the great equalizer. Not everyone lives, but everyone dies.
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Well, he's dead. Enjoy whatever afterlife awaits you, Saddam, in a manner befitting your character. That's all I really have to say. That, and the cameraman sucked.
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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Seifer laughed, and as the shield enveloped Seifer and Holly, Seifer used his Holy Trinity shard to shatter the binds. He put his right arm around Holly's shoulder and smiled at the others.
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"Josiah...I didn't know you were still alive. You must be the same Josiah they spoke of earlier, the little child. Tricked my eyes....No, I'm not here for you, despite our score. Just here for Holly. My word is the only law I abide to. If she wishes to leave, we leave. If any of you wish to say otherwise, I am here to stop you. " He kept a tight hold on Holly, and his other hand was firmly on his Tremor shard. If anyone were to try anything, he was a few seconds away from a safe escape. He was much more confused as to wonder how Josiah was still alive, but now wasn't the time for questions. (Last edited by Cairoi on 01-02-07 09:23 PM)
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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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In the middle of a populated roadway, a pair of brown leather boots and a man inside them stepping against the stone was catching everyone's attention. This man was a thin yet toned 20-something with dashing good looks and an eccentric wordrobe. He wore a loose but small amber toga-like garment that was kept tightly in check underneath the man's light and form fitting khaki pants. The toga had strange white markings on the shirt, an insignia of a falcon on the back. The man had strange scars on his visible shoulder, evidence he had seen battle once. Hanging off his waist was a longsword sheathed in an intricate mesh of different levels of tanned leather. This man had a devilish grin on his face, stubble forming on his chin, medium length shaggy blond hair on his head, and a look in his hazel eyes that told you he had seen the world. As he walked, a presence about him seemed to catch the attention of everyone nearby. Not noticing the attention, the man walked to the center of the main plaza, on a stone perch overlooking a massive water fountain that decorated the horizon for miles. He laid back and looked up at the beautiful, clear blue sky and smiled, knowing that for the moment, life was good. Despite that negative vibe he was feeling from the person nearby. Eh, whatever. This man, Clash , knew someone would be out for the bounty on his head. After all, an alledged traitor can fetch a pretty penny these days.
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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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Hey, you should definately work me in there. I want you to imagine a Jack Eldridge with shorter, shaggier hair, no trenchcoat, and a lot less facial hair, and you're good.
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And like, a teenager. (Last edited by Cairoi on 01-03-07 03:07 AM)
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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"Alright, then. We will be going now. Try and stop me."
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Seifer took two steps forward, completly protecting Holly, and opened both his hands. The Tremor and Holy Trinity shards were in his hands, and with a seconds' notice, he could combine the two to make a deadly effecient defense or attack even without unsheathing his sword. "Holly, to the elevator. I'm right behind you. Oh, and Josiah...the next time we meet, I'll make sure you die and don't get up."
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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 obviously don't know who you are messing with, do you? I am Seifer Ehnzo, friend! And if Miss Holly wishes to leave, then we are leaving!"
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Seifer quickly brought the two shards together, and from the power of the two, an incredibly bright green light engulfed his hands. Shaking terribly, Seifer spun around and slammed the incredible energy reaction into the wall. The output of mana, mixed with the pure kinetic energy of the Tremor Shard created a powerful orb that drilled through the titanium. It took ardous focus and a substantial release of energy, but he succeded. After breaking all the way through, he used Holy Trinity to bend the metal to make a sizable enough hole. Stepping back to let Holly through, he turned back at his would be captors, breathing heavily. "Josiah, you will have your rematch. As for you all, understand this: We might be neutral, but that does not mean we are defenseless. We have friends in high places. Now, Holly, if you please." He pleasantly scooted Holly into the elevator and followed behind her. He flirtingly kissed her forehead before turning back around, pressing the 1F floor. "Until next we meet, gentlemen!" And with that, they dissapeared from sight, taking their leave of this displeasant scene.
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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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Seifer cursed as his shards dropped to the ground, but he knew he would not need them at this point in time. He called upon his hidden shard, the powerful one given to him by a man who was once one of his dearest friends. He growled lowly and broke free, sending the metal sailing through the air. He ducked down, grabbed his shards, and then dashed forward once more to Holly. He continually used the hidden shard's power, and ripped the metal strips off Holly. He gave her a quick but powerful embrace, then took two steps back and faced his enemy.
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"Josiah, old friend, leave them all be. We have a score to settle." Seifer turned to Jack and Brad, who were nearby enough he had no difficulty speaking to them. "If you are to take Holly and her father to saftey, I will ensure no lives nor property damage will accumulate. Now, please, be civil and accept my proposal." He safely placed his shards in their true respective locations, and stood at the ready, watching his foe carefully. (Last edited by Cairoi on 01-04-07 06:38 PM)
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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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Seifer had been lost in contemplation at Holly's words, but when he saw Josiah take action against her, and turned to her quickly. He would not let any harm come to her.
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"Then meet me on the first floor!" Seifer went to tackle Josiah hard and the hit connected (approved by FX, mind you), and the two flew out the already opened window. He then kicked off Josiah and drew his broadsword as they began the descent down, which looked to be an exciting fall, to be sure. Seifer had no doubts of himself surviving the fall, as well as the oncoming fight. He was devoted to protecting the girl named Holly from anymore pain. Death was not an option. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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