Telah
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I died inside the day she said goodbye, now I'm a shell of a man with a spirit of a demon
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Post by Telah on Jul 28, 2005 4:35:28 GMT
OOC I was told by someone to tourcher him as much as possible and I cant kill him without his permission. Also about the punchuation I've never been good at that but I am trying really hard to get better so please dont Critiseze what you dont understand ok. Its alot better then what happens what I dont try.
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Z
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*~/Alone\~*
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Post by Z on Jul 28, 2005 4:58:17 GMT
OOC: Telah, Not to say that you are a bad RPer or anything, but I think that Silent Watcher Only meant that if before you post you spell check your post using word or the new spell-check feature, it would be easier for people to understand.
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Telah
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I died inside the day she said goodbye, now I'm a shell of a man with a spirit of a demon
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Post by Telah on Jul 28, 2005 6:24:45 GMT
OOC Theres a spell check feature???
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Esmerelda Vane
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+If you cant be famous, be infamous+
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Post by Esmerelda Vane on Jul 28, 2005 6:29:01 GMT
ooc: Yes, but you have to click the reply button, and look at the bottom. It's by the old features? Quite handy.
+enters two cents+ well.....I'm out. Nice RPing everyone. +winks and watches quietly+
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Post by Marina Roeswood on Jul 28, 2005 10:23:01 GMT
Of the group, Marina Roeswood was the next to arrive. As opposed to running there, she'd opted for an approach to conserve energy. After winding through the corridors and out the front entrance, she'd mounted her old broomstick, a Cleansweep, one that she was willing to abandon at the edge of the Forest. Although the speed wasn't anything like her Quidditch broom, it was quicker than one could go on foot, and expended far less energy. While her nerves jittered with anticipation of battle, the wind in her face and hair sent calming ripples throughout her form. Slowly, surely, she descended into that state of intense concentration which had helped win their last Quidditch game. If she could focus out her fear, her anxiety, and her fatigue, she could realize her full potential in battle, and perhaps save her own life.
When Nina stepped off the broom, her face was like stone, etched with an expression of cool indifference, though part of her was far from calm. Though she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea of dying, she wasn't exactly looking forward to it either, and thus intended not to. She heaved one last shaky breath, letting the broom fall into the grass at the edge of the forest, taking strides as long as her short legs could manage to catch up with the other Cabal members.
Her green eyes looked at all of them intensely, noting their battle-ready garb. Instead of a cloak, she'd opted instead for simple warm black robes bewitched to repel water and a pair of dragon-hide gloves. She hadn't opted for magical protection, because, from her information, there was little she could do to protect herself from the magic Danawi's followers had acquired than to act quickly, which was why Nina was so focused on calming her nerves instead of armoring and arming herself. Thus, she carried no weapon beside her wand.
"No idea," Marina said with a shrug, catching Sylph's question, her unnecessary emotions shutting off one by one. The Prefect really only had two goals: assist in stopping Danawi and his followers, and keep her own self alive. Anything other than that, such as a life saving endeavor, would only be done as was convenient or beneficial to her. Or at least, that's what she told herself. She inclined her head at Faerlain respectively, noting her presence, then turned her gaze to Azrael.
"One would hope you have some idea, Professor," she addressed him with a hint of a smirk playing across her otherwise dead serious face. "After all, you are the leader."
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Keelin Thomas
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Love can suck, but when you're honest, it's a wonderful thing
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Post by Keelin Thomas on Jul 28, 2005 22:06:03 GMT
Keelin walked silently down the path to the edge of the forest. She saw her group waiting for her and jogged slightly to them. She slowed slightly when she heard her baggy black pants makes noise as she ran. She had her wand in the back waistband of her pants and her tight black tube top made her pale skin whiter then normal, making her look lifeless. She had gloves on that had the fingers of it cut of to teh middle of her fingers. Her black, knee-high made soft thuds as she stopped infront of Azrael and the others. "Sorry I'm late, did i miss anything?" ooc: here's Kee's outfit! www.smartbargains.com/images/product/105826/1058265852_MD.jpgimages.haburi.co.uk/article/49339/thumbnail.jpgwww.wicksglobalshop.com/82-867.jpg
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Laharl
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Deadbeat, yes?
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Post by Laharl on Jul 29, 2005 7:08:18 GMT
(OOC) Errm, just to add my input....
Telah, you RPed with one of my charas in the past, and you're doing better than you had been. Keep it up, dood.
And, for the record, while spell check may help with 'spelling', there's nothing that can cure bad sentax, or sentence structure. We're all victimized by it, both newbs and pros alike.
That being said, I'm all like, vamos.
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Telah
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I died inside the day she said goodbye, now I'm a shell of a man with a spirit of a demon
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Post by Telah on Jul 29, 2005 19:34:35 GMT
OOC Hay thanks for the compliment
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Evie
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Meow
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Post by Evie on Jul 30, 2005 21:06:38 GMT
Evie, who had been staring at Will with an intense hate through all of this, suddenly became distracted, looking in the direction of the school. They were coming. She could feel their nerves, fear, and anticipation. The stench oozed through the forest and was picked up with her empathy. Evie had spent all of her time studying those on her opposing team as soon as she had learned who would be attacking the forest. She could pick out their emotions even if they were inside the school. Especially Azrael.....
Her eyes darted back to Will. "Your friends are coming, boy."
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Leila Blanche
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Being a villain is a lot like being a photographer. You gotta find the right moments for a shot.
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Post by Leila Blanche on Aug 7, 2005 21:08:35 GMT
She joined the group of people unnoticed. Her long mousey crimpt hair was in a firm french braid, her brandy colored eyes darted from each person in the large group. She lit a match from a match pack in her hand the shook it out and tossed the stick only to repeat the process. She found Morgan and stood behind her. She wore a simple brown deer hide tank top that showed her tan thin belly, and olive green pants that clung to her like a second skin. She wore no make up not including chap stick and had an impassive focused look on her face. Lite. Snuff. Flick. This was the only sign of anxiety she showed. "Hey." Her soft stoney voice said announcing herself to Morgan only.
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Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on Aug 16, 2005 4:56:06 GMT
"Eep!" she emmitted lowly, spinning around to look at the girl "Lei, what the hell. Just stand somewhere and listen...you see that guy? the tall one in the black cloak? yeah thats him, stand behind him...monkey." She said "Any questions? Oh..if anyone comes near him...hit them...hard."
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Evie
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Meow
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Post by Evie on Aug 17, 2005 19:16:46 GMT
Evie looked at the new edition to the group. Apparently, Morgan's friend. This, however, was no time for introductions. The battle was upon them. She stared hard at Will. "You are about to witness history in the making, boy. That is, if you don't pass out from blood loss first." She said, her eyes following the trail of blood that had leaked from the boy and trickled its path down the tree he was tied to. She laid her hand in the blood, feeling the warm stickyness between her fingers. She lifted red fingers to her mouth, and tasted the blood. She instantly spat it out. "Your blood is as distatsteful to me as you are."
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Will
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Post by Will on Aug 23, 2005 2:44:23 GMT
ooc:am i the "monkey"u rtalking about and y eat blood?
bic:will gave a weak"woohoo"at the sight of a group"well this is all i got left..."will mumbled pulling his arms into his shirt. Will was trying with all his might to poor gas in to a large bowling ball"got it!"will mumbled corking two holes. ten or 15 seconds later he slipped in a string then corked the last hole makeing sure the string was out of the ball"need a match..."will mumbled looking around"wait a minut i have magic!"will added flicking his wand to the string"just a few seconds now..."he added waiting for the right moment.
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Telah
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I died inside the day she said goodbye, now I'm a shell of a man with a spirit of a demon
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Post by Telah on Aug 23, 2005 3:57:01 GMT
OOC: First I would just like to ask, who they hell carries a large bowling ball in there shirt, NO ONE, at least not without being noticed. Second of all why did you have Gas were you planing to mow the forest with your lawn mower *thinks* probably not as you would have had that in your shirt too. The string is believable but being you are tied to a tree it would be hard for you to get at, also do you plan to blow your self up as well. Oh well as I am at a point a sever writer's block I think I'll let someone else foil your stupid plan, because stopping something as stupid and unbelievable requires an awsome post that embraces the idiot who set it up and right now I feel I don't have enough posting energy to waist on such an Idiot. Well I'm going to end my rant now. bye bye
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Will
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Post by Will on Aug 23, 2005 15:43:17 GMT
ooc:u do know ur being a JERK!
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