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Raider of Empty Tombs
Join Date: May 2009
Location: You know that one closet on the second floor of your house?
Posts: 369
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Siberius followed Cyr with a grim look on his face for the way Cyr has been treating him. How the hell would he even know what it feels like...? Whatever... forget him... Siberius thought as he looked at his feet. He didn't feel like talking and he just wanted to lay down. Siberius began to see the ouline of the Academy and soon he saw the broken windows and torn apart gardens and plants. Siberius hoped that the school would be cleaned up now we have two new sudents to help. He looked back at the woods and saw a figure of his mom egging him to not leave. Siberius didn't want Cyr to see him be so morbidly upset so he pulled his hood over his head as the blood red tears began to fall once again. Sibeius kept walking trying to ignore the harsh screams of his mother. He thought over and over again, Your not real... you died when I was six... your not real... you died when I was six... Siberius started trembling as he remembered the horrible night...
((He's not going into a flashback dun' worry! ))
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Samus' Girdle
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Tara looked at Jack contemplating how much of a chance he could have of living, and feeling sorry for him. She slowly got up, brushed her brown locks out of her face, and followed the others out of the woods towards the academy, where ruin awaited them.
Oh boy, this is going to take a while...... Tara thought, looking up at the broken dorms and debris laying all over campus.
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Thinking of you, wherever you are. We pray for our sorrows to end, and hope that our hearts will blend. And who knows; starting a new journey may not be so hard... or maybe it has already begun. There are many worlds, but they share the same sky. One sky, one destiny... -KH♥
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Norrin Radd's Nerd Rage
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: In your dreams. :p
Posts: 1,635
Reputation: 29
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((OOC: Actually, this RP is on the verge of utter demise (one day of hardly any replies and that means the end of this thread?), so it would be interesting to have someone join in. ^-^ We are currently headed back to the academy, which is almost in complete ruins, so there is no need for significent knowledge on what is currently going on as a new student.
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CHE(x100)N!
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((I myself once considered seeing if it was okay to join in once everyone got closer to the academy, but my ideas would have had to been confirmed by bloinx, since I was once in a forum RP 95% similar to this, and would have liked to bring some of them in.
Such is life.)) |
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Raider of Empty Tombs
Join Date: May 2009
Location: You know that one closet on the second floor of your house?
Posts: 369
Reputation: 11
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((I know Bloinx in real life he told me tht he has writers block. Just wait a while and don't worry, this RP will get back on track.))
Last edited by DeathByPumpkins; 06-04-2009 at 12:27 AM. |
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Firor's Fury
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Swanage, in Dorset.
Posts: 3,022
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(( Argh, really sorry - havn't had a chance to post lateley T_T Ommgggg. ))
Cyr swayed as he walked. His head was starting to throb. The amount of focus required to put Jack in stasis was starting to wrack his brain. He was gratefull that Tara was healed. Otherwise, he would proberly be unconscious now. The trickle of blood from his nose dripped onto the grass as he moved onwards. He saw the academy and took a deep breath, smiling. It was still in ruins, but he thanked whatever was up there that hadn't given a crap about him until now. He moved towards the double-doors leading to the small "Encampment" those not affected by the chip were in. He looked inside, and allmost threw up at what he saw. Blood was strewn across it, children had been murdered in their sleep. Women, elders... Masters... Dead. All dead. He saw the healer who had helped him impaled on a spike of rock. Blood was splattered on the surrounding floor. Her eyes were misted over, and her mouth was open in shock and pain. Cyr closed his eyes, then opened them. They were glowing pure white. His hair started to flow upwards as his fists clenched against the door frame. Surrounding pieces of debree and rock started to float upwards. His mind was replaced with blank rage as he stared at the scene before him. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair! He closed his eyes for a few moments, trying to calm himself down, then let out a telekenetic scream. Emotion that he had been keeping for years inside of him flowed out. Windows shattered all around him. The surrounding debree bursted into pieces. One thing was in his mind. Rage. He wanted to grab the person who did this, and beat them. Beat them until they begged for mercy, until their blood covered the floor. His hands. Then everything stopped as he toppled to the floor, grunting. His eyes turning back to their normal colour. The debree around him dropped to the floor as he stood there, tears dropping to the grass. He turned around. His eyes, unlike ever before - seeming full of emotion. Hatred, confusion, a sence of injustice - were readable in his eyes to even the worst judge of character. "Siberus, see if you can patch up Jack. We're going to find whoever did this, and kill them." He ordered, his fists clenched. |
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Detective Kirby
Join Date: May 2009
Location: Behind you
Posts: 167
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((OMG!! sorry guys, did have a bit of writers block, it was a combination of a lot of things....If I ever do that again, Kain is the leader till I'm back, kay?))
Ben looked at the academy, dazed. He only knew it for a little bit, but it was his home, where will he go now? Then, Cyr let out a scream that could have been heard across the world. Birds flew, scared by the sudden outburst. Then he said something to Siberius. "Agreed. We need to kill this...this sick person. They caused so many people to suffer, watching as they killed while not controlling their actions." Ben sighed. What were the real chances of finding this killer? He could be anywhere. He could be watching them right now, with a camera that one of his minions could have placed. "Guys, Watch for anything suspicious, I really don't have a good feeling." ((and arri and *sky, yeah, you can join.))
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Raider of Empty Tombs
Join Date: May 2009
Location: You know that one closet on the second floor of your house?
Posts: 369
Reputation: 11
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"I need to stay here and try to heal Jack. Go with Cyr and come back if anything... interesting... happens. You know what I mean." Siberius said to Ben. "To heal Jack I need concentration. So just just leave without sayig a word." said Siberius as he layed his hands over Jacks chest. Siberius began to grow small hair thin needles made of stone out of his finger tips and they slowly stabbed into his chest. He took them out slowly and he stabbed his hand Siberius's arm began to vibrate and shake as he read his blood. A lot of internal wounds and even some... poison? Siberius thought. Siberius shrunk the needles into his skin on his fingertips and he layed his hand on Jack's arm. He pushed the cross pendant on his hand and his arm began to vibrate. Siberius began to felt sick as the poison soaked into the pendant from his cut. Siberius quickly turned around and puked out red blood with a green tint. Poison. I thought so... Siberius thought as he turned toward Jack again. He felt his wound and could tell the poison was out because the wound was less stiff. He felt his other wounds and he had the same result. Almost done... Siberius grew hi nails out and they formed a sharp shape on the end of his nails. Siberius tore Jack's shirt off and he began to carve into his chest. He carved a small shape of a cross with a small circle around where the the lines intertwined. Siberius shrunk his nails back to normal size and he got ready for the most painful part of the procedure. Siberius held his marked eye over the wound and he cut a small slit in his eye with a nail that was still sharp. Siberius almost screamed from the pain but he held it in. The blood from his eye dripped onto the mark on Jack's chest and the mark lowly sealed up but left a scar. Jacks wound slowly sealed up and Siberius stood up with a terrible look on his face. I think I cut my eye to deep... I might have put to much of my blood in him... Siberius thought. Siberius felt his eye and it was throbbing in pain. Blood dripped off his face and he just ignored it. I have marked him forever with my blood... Siberius thought as blood dripped off his face.
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