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Hero/Villain Roleplay
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:01 AM | Message # 901 |
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| Reagan
I stared at her for the longest time. "Fix what? My heart? My relationship with my father? I want neither!" I pulled away and continued to walk. I didn't want them...right?
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:05 AM | Message # 902 |
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| Angelica
"you know you want both of them fixed." I said.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:09 AM | Message # 903 |
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| Reagan
"Not by you!" I shouted, not turning around.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:11 AM | Message # 904 |
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| Angelica
"then tell me who?" I said.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:21 AM | Message # 905 |
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| Reagan
I glared at her. "This is why we don't talk."
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:27 AM | Message # 906 |
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| Angelica
"this is why we need to talk." I said firmly.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:36 AM | Message # 907 |
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| Reagan
I narrowed my eyes, gritting my teeth before I got any angrier and burned the place to the ground.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:42 AM | Message # 908 |
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| Hallas-
I get up, not caring for my steak anymore, "I'm planning to finish my mech today." I tell the air, a chuckle can be heard as miles appears beside me.
Miles-
I follow Hallas as he walks to the cafeteria doors, "I can't wait to see it then" I admit to him.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:48 AM | Message # 909 |
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| Angelica
"get me when you wanna talk." I said finishing my pancakes and finished the coffee.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:53 AM | Message # 910 |
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| Reagan
"Never." I growled, turning on my heel and storming out. I slammed the door to my spare room and locked it. Angry tears burst forth and I locked myself in the closet to hide.
(one more post)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:56 AM | Message # 911 |
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| Angelica
I walked out of the cafeteria with a sigh.
It's time.
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:57 AM | Message # 912 |
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| Hallas-
"Sure I'll give you the choice to choose the coloring" I tell him, knocking out my problem.
Miles-
I smile, "Thanks, means a lot to me" I tell him as we walk into the elevator.
[Night ^^]
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 0:59 AM | Message # 913 |
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| Reagan
A choked sob escaped my lips as tears rolled down my cheeks, falling into the palms of my hands. What was so wrong with me?!
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 1:02 AM | Message # 914 |
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| Hallas-
I walk into my control room, and settle into my throne. "Time to complete this" I tell myself, as I started working on the weapons and defense mechanisms, the final step.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 1:31 AM | Message # 915 |
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| Angelica
I had walked into my room and just fell on my bed. "what am I suppose to do?" I said muffled.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 8:15 AM | Message # 916 |
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| Reagan
I brought my knees to my chest and buried my head in my arms, shoulders still shaking. No one understands what's happened, what's happening or what's going to happen to me. I can't be helped, I'm a twisted little fire monster and always will be!
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 8:16 AM | Message # 917 |
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| Hallas-
The mech's hands can fire blasts of energy on; it's hips are two grapple hooks, which can be used as a defense mechanism to counter a attack though it'd do little damage to another mech, lastly for weapons are two miniguns that are implanted inside the shoulders. Now to start on the defensive parts, such as a shield.
Miles-
I contemplated visiting Reagan to talk with her though doubted Hallas would want me to.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 6:00 PM | Message # 918 |
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| Reagan
I wiped my cheeks stubbornly, trying to stop the tears, but they wouldn't, as much as I wanted them to.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 6:13 PM | Message # 919 |
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| Hallas-
"Miles, go ahead and complete the thing for me. I've got something to review." I tell him, he nods and disappears. I turn my throne around as I begin working on my laptop instead. I went over my shipments and recent activity in the world.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 7:20 PM | Message # 920 |
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| Angelica
I started reading with a sigh.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 7:42 PM | Message # 921 |
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| Reagan
I disolved into pathetic sniffles again. I was weak...I need to get stronger!!!
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 7:50 PM | Message # 922 |
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| Angelica
I couldn't stand it anymore! I stood up as the book slid to the floor and walked to my desk. I took down our family picture and sighed as I sat back down with it in my hands. Mom...Dad...my two uncles and aunts...I smiled sadly as I looked at my cousins. All 4 of us...
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 8:37 PM | Message # 923 |
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| (That's her, her brother, Reagan, and who? Other uncle's son?)
Reagan
I leaned against the wall, staring at the dark floor.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 09.November.11, 8:41 PM | Message # 924 |
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| (yeah...he's a npc really until I can think of something to do with him.)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 09.November.11, 8:50 PM | Message # 925 |
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| (mmmmk)
(so, who's gonna find Reagan first b/c I'm not leaving this closet :3)
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