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Neo v.s. Crimson, who would you root for? |
NeophantomX |
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Crimson Flash |
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What does this have to do with anything? |
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 10:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 3:15 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 5:22 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:45 am
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((No worries, Dez. *sticks a stamp on Dez's head*
Other World - Cyrus))
The Regent nodded. Before he could say anything else, Jade had left with the cat that was her sister in blue light. That was true about the communication. Communication was one of the most important factors in coordinating and keeping order. Cyrus continued walking. Well, that was counter intuitive. Now, they're all in Ruthbar. Maybe Leo is right, and I need that rest. I can't sleep though. The Regent wondered how Leonardo and Rine were doing and if they had found the jester. For some odd reason, an image of red clowns suddenly popped up in Cyrus's mind. That confused him. Well, that was random. He supposed he could contact Leonardo to ask about how things were, but then again, he was supposed to let Leonardo and Rine handle today.
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((Earth))
The engineering professor sighed silently as Andrelia suddenly said he had to go. The professor could tell that Andrelia was tense and perhaps acting a bit paranoid. He watched Andrelia pull Casidy away from the candlelight vigil area as the two of them talked and walked. Andrelia's reactions had not disrupted the candlelight vigil, and to those present, Andrelia and Casidy were just people walking in the crowd during the chorus. However, the professor was somewhat concerned with Andrelia's mentality.
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 6:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 10:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 11:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 10:36 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 10:52 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 12:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 3:20 pm
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(Special guest appearance. Lolz.)
"I'm sorry, but you've chosen the wrong card...yet again. I'm sure you have a wife and kid at home sir. Maybe you shoud stop giving me your money." A con man at heart, the assassin of assassins stood at the edge of candlelight vigil putting on his own show for those unspecting. A large man, mid thirties, stood before his wooden gambling post literally feeding him money as if her were a vending machine holding gold. Being the person he was, he couldn't deny it. "Okay sir, it appears you want to play Denn's game again eh? Let's go for a spin." The artist at work, Denn Rezzler, placed three cards down before him. He would always say that one was an ace. He'd even show it. But once the spinning began, it was another story.
He cursed how easy it was to fool people on this plane of existance, but if it meant money, he didn't care too much. He lifted his hand over the cards and to the amazement of those watching, and those that have been watching for his current customer lose for the past fifteen minutes, they began to shift in intricate helix-like patters. For five seconds at least this went on and speed up as time neared it's end. Once the shifting stopped, Denn looked up at the man and grinned. "Sir, you look mad. If you're going to punch me, can I at least change into something darker? I don't want my clothes being marred today."
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 12:14 pm
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((Dez, I'll get to you later.
Earth))
Ezio’s engineering professor headed through the crowds to the outskirts of the candlelight vigil area, glancing as Casidy and Andrelia’s figures got smaller and smaller. The two of them weren’t the only ones leaving. Not everyone could be expected to stay for the whole thing. People had different schedules. He came upon a table when some guy who the green eyed professor didn’t remember ever seeing was doing card tricks. There were a lot of people between the surrounding towns and the university, so it was entirely possible that the professor really had never seen or met the guy. But still, it was hardly appropriate to have this kind of set up at a candlelight vigil. He heard Denn mention the “punch”line and stepped in. “Hey, break it up. This is hardly the place to be doing this. There won’t be any fighting over spilt milk, burning hot wax, or random paper cuts tonight.” He looked at the others in the area. He recognized some of them. One or two were students that he had taught before or was currently teaching. There was even another professor, and the green eyed professor known better as Orion shook his head. “Remember why we’re here tonight. Respect and remembrance. Please don’t be rude and gawk with candle wax dripping over you.” The professor’s words seemed to have an effect, no matter how odd the combination of words may have been. The crowd began to disperse and turn their attention to the candlelight vigil.
The professor turned back to Denn. “Shady card young man, deck it in. Devious, but you’ve got the wrong stage for collecting pennies.” The professor wouldn’t be leaving until Denn packed up and left for sure.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 12:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 3:04 pm
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