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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 04.November.12, 1:05 AM | Message # 1 |
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| After the continents smashed into one another, human kind was almost wiped out by the many earthquakes and tsunami that ravaged the land. Within a decade, towns were slowly built up with some new surprises. Never seen species emerged to find some place to call home. Fights were sometimes reported, however the humans gradually formed symbiotic relationships with many. It was peaceful for some time until the first batch of recent discovered dragon eggs were found.
Eagerly, all species emerged claimed what they thought was theirs. They were mistaken. As the dragons hatched, an unnecessary war erupted. A few uneasy decades past, a rivalry started. A new class had emerged, the tamers. Almost regarded as royalty, history repeated itself. Discontent and unhappiness spreads among the people of all species.
The war started brutally. The 'good' Tamer fought against the 'Evil' Tamers. Brother against brother, friend against friend, the world was split. Dragons and numerous Tamers died as the war persisted for a few years. People hid in fear, hoping the good side would win. However they were mistaken. The 'good' Tamers were almost out of men and dragons that had the heart to fight against their own family members. With a short meeting of the heads, all of them agreed. It was time to leave.
In order to keep their dignity, the nameless group disappeared without a trace vowing one day they'll return. The war was dubbed War of Linaus. The people dubbed the 'good' Tamers, the Franators for the higher families and the Lisflends for the rest. Likewise, the "evil' ones were names Qwaserst. The dragons also fought each other and mysteriously disappeared with their Tamers. After a century, everyone wanted the Franators and the Lisflends back in control to stop the chaos.
As the end of the War of Linaus ended, an uneasy tension lingered for many years that kept building on and on. Many had thought hope was lost when Tamers were pitted against each other and died, whether from injury or the loss of their dragons. After a century passed, no Franators nor Lisflends were seen. Worst of all without the Franators, the world is left in torn pieces.
Years passed, dragons slowly disappeared from mind as history started taking in place that we read at school. Dragons have been killed for sport and almost hunted until extinction. Some sympathetic citizens decided to capture dragons and put them in zoos to save the, from extinction. So they did, the dragons were sadly and quite forcefully barred from their natural world Suddenly everything snapped, dragons roared through cities, stamping on houses and buildings until they were leveled onto the ground. Soldiers that were foolish enough to fight the dragons were one by one killed.
One by one, the dragons escaped back to their homeland, fuming at the thought of the being captured. An uneasy feeling continued as both worlds cried out for the Lisflends and the long forgotten Franators to come back to bring back the peace again.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 18.November.12, 11:35 PM | Message # 576 |
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| Jorden:
She stared at me for a long time, and I finally got it. "Okay, Okay, we'll help. I don't know much we'll do though" I walked to her. "Next time don't take me to the top of a cliff okay girl?"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.November.12, 11:37 PM | Message # 577 |
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| Milly
"I said," I looked at him. "Get the door."
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| Raz | Date: Su, 18.November.12, 11:42 PM | Message # 578 |
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| Betzalel
I shut the door very slowly, because I was currently having a brain fart.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 18.November.12, 11:46 PM | Message # 579 |
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| (...what? the door was already closed and you closed it again? huh?)
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.November.12, 11:48 PM | Message # 580 |
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| (The door was open actually ILD)
(So we're going to say there are two entrances to her room and you're at the un opened one)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 18.November.12, 11:51 PM | Message # 581 |
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| (and this is what I fear will happen.)
(*mumble* *grumble*)
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| Raz | Date: Su, 18.November.12, 11:57 PM | Message # 582 |
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 18.November.12, 11:58 PM | Message # 583 |
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| (just open the door.)
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| Raz | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:00 AM | Message # 584 |
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I opened the door.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:04 AM | Message # 585 |
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| Milly
I coughed again and felt the blood rip through my lungs. "Ow..."
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:09 AM | Message # 586 |
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I narrowed my eyes at the man inside. "out!" I yelled, putting her dinner on her table and rushed to Milly. "you are an idiot sometimes. it wouldn't have been this bad if you told me earlier. Going downstairs to the infirmary whether you like it or not." I picked her up.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:11 AM | Message # 587 |
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"Put me down," I mumbled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:15 AM | Message # 588 |
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I sighed as Jamie flied to the military academy.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:16 AM | Message # 589 |
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"no." I carried her out and faced the other man. "Don't think I won't shoot you if you don't leave right now." I said quietly. "Colonel!" I yelled out the door. "Ma'am? " he yelled back. "I want the two doors guarded."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:20 AM | Message # 590 |
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I walked up to the receptionist. "My...dragon said I should help" I said quietly.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:22 AM | Message # 591 |
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I was dressed in camo today. "You have any experience in fighting before?" I asked.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:27 AM | Message # 592 |
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| Milly
"Put me...down..."
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:29 AM | Message # 593 |
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"till we get to the infirmary." I replied, leaving.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:32 AM | Message # 594 |
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| Milly
"Nat--" I coughed terribly a few times.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:35 AM | Message # 595 |
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"exactly." I slid down the banisters and jumped off, running.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:36 AM | Message # 596 |
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"No" I said quietly
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:38 AM | Message # 597 |
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| Milly
"They know I'll fire them if they have the meeting without me right?" I whispered.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:42 AM | Message # 598 |
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"yeah. I'll send word to them." I replied.
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"what's the race of your dragon?"
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| Raz | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:52 AM | Message # 599 |
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| Betzalel
I put on my goggles, and followed them, "If you're gonna shoot me, wait 'til she's safely in the infirmary."
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 19.November.12, 0:54 AM | Message # 600 |
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| Milly
I coughed again, all over her uniform this time.
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