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Ride em’ Yoshi
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Doromu caught sign of the young gate keeper's expression "You are dismissed until further notice." he said to the audience. He waited a few moments before the only person left in the room was Merc and the large double doors were closed, sound proofing the chamber. "Wait a moment" Doromu said, before disconnecting the transmitter.
He walked over to his array of bookshelves and paused, trying to find the correct piece of literature. "Here it is!" Doromu said. He grabbed the book entitled "The Inventor of the Holographic Entertainment Device" and turned to page 186. Doromu watched the book shelves shift to the side, showing a hidden passageway to the Chamber Room. He placed the book in it's rightful spot and walked in to the passageway, remembering to seal the secret route again with a word with the force of Onomatopoeisis behind it. "You may relax and sit now, young Merc." Doromu said, before sitting on a cushioned chair and gesturing to the seat next to his. "I am sure Londrik and I have told you time and again that formalities must be kept during public audiences and punctuality is a requirement," He paused a moment before continuing. "Now, what is it you wanted to speak to me about?" @Leon: You must have missed this post then, http://www.onrpg.com/boards/2008232-post13.html () |
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Norrin Radd's Nerd Rage
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: In your dreams. :p
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((OOC: I-ignored! Um, hi Leon. That post belongs to me. ^^; Sorry...and wow, that pictured is nice too. Hmm...if you want, I could give it up, redo all my post, and edit my character sheet. :x That picture is se--super cool! Where did you find it?
EDIT: It is decided! I will change my character's abilities to Alter Ego and Clairaudience! But I would be super happy if you changed your key to this in exchange: Key: An intricate key, the bow holds various shades of green, thin metals that weave in and around loops across each other in a loose wreath shape. Small gaps can be seen, which hold tiny bright red and pink flowers. At the bottom of the bow, before it continues towards the rest of the key, is a heavenly white flower with petals falling downwards. The petals wrap around the stem of the key, which is now brown, till it reaches the collar. The remainder of the key is a shimmering gold with the phrase “Thou peace lies within thy heart” engraved around the throating. Pretty please?))
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A Shrubbery
Join Date: May 2008
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" As you know there are 6 gatekeepers... and 1 from an un-riginal realm..."He says continuing to stand. He walks around the room touching the walls before looking at him. " And your full aware, were at the throats of the 7th..." He then walks towards Doromu and pulls out a map." This has the location of a select few Gatekeepers, The next generation, one might say...With there help, The Computer will calculate the chance of success, Then we can seal the 7th gate once again!" He says triumphantly before unsheathing his key-sword and swinging it around randomly.
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Cingal's Collar
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Jonathan ignored the captain and dived into the water. The cold sea threatened to shut his body down. Quickly Jonathan reversed the temperature of the water so it was warm around him. He began to swim towards the snowy banks of Antartica.
He had things to do.
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Baby Bowsers Soiled Diaper
Join Date: Dec 2008
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(( I think i found it on photobucket, but ill back down, you'd be a better gatekeeper than me :P, I'll edit my post ))
Edit: (( Edited my post, Aoi please let me know if i need to change anything ))
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Spyro’s Burning Cough
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how could I miss that lokuri... I'm bad.. :P I just found out I'm GMT + 1 ))The air was cold but healty today. Mikin walked along the street on the pavement, her typical slow walk pace which was almost like shuffle but also nothing like it, more like slandering from one pavementstone to the other. Her eyes were turned to the sky, one hand in the pocket of her jeans, the other over her shoulder holding a small black school back. The wind played with her hair and clothes, making her blue locks swirl around her face and her red tie flutter tap against her chest. She yawned, School is so troublesome.. She thought bored but over her lips played a smile. She walked on and watched the birds in the sky play with eachother. She passed a small green field were horses were grazing, the grass was green and seemed so soft and there were tree's in the far left corner of the field. The horses were quiet and calm, two brown, two white and one black. Mikin stopped and placed her hands on the wooden fence after putting her bag down. She sighed and looked on her watch, it was about four o'clock. In about three hours they had to eat dinner, shoud she... She chuckled and leaped over the fence. Carefully not disturbing the horses she walked to the left corner and sat down under a tree. The sun was falling through the leaves, making paterns on her face. She looked to the horses and picked a grass halm. While she crewed on it she closed her eyes and let the sleep take her away. |
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Lives in City of Zeroes
Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: In a land of make believe <3
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computer is up and running!!!!! woot!!!!
so i am back in the game to say the least, and i have tome new ideas Everyone please write in their color which coordinates with their power, im fire i.e. red, whenever u are posting, if its occ, then u can use regular text, thank you Kari hurried thru the darkness, quietly stealing thru the night. An old, tattered leather book under her arm, her gold rings silently clanging against the binding. She was almost back to the main house with her prize. She let out a sigh of relief as she rounded the final corner of the maze, the bright light of her room in view. She extinguished the flame that followed her which she had used for light and crept quickly to the side of her room. The bushes began to rearrange themselves as she silently commanded them to make way for her and become a stairway to her window. She agilely climbed, cringing as her skirt brushed along the side of the house noisely. The window unlatched, opening for her and closing behind her, clicking shut. She let out another sigh of contentment. She had made it back home with her package from the Port Master. It was a book, a very important book. It told the history of the Gatekeepers. This was the most precious thing to her now. She smiled as the candle of her room flickered out, crawling into bed and igniting a few particles above her head so a small flame would hover just enough for her to read. She quietly opened book, the binding squeeking and a cloud of dust burst from the pages, blinding her momentarily. She sneezed, widening her eyes as she heard the creak of the stairs. "no!" she mummbled, extingushing the flame quickly and hiding the book under her bed, coveirng her self and closing her eyes tightly. She kept her breathing steady, exagerrating the motion as the door opened quietly. There was a long pause before it shut. She waited a few moments, then tried to open her eyes. But she couldnt, sleep had overtaken her, and she didnt fight back.
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