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Topic: New Game
Subject: Whoah
If my character reminded me of me, I'd need counseling.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 06:24:13.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Rage, Fury, Chaos
The Master raised his hand in fury, a mighty glowing sphere hovering above it. He brought it to and apex, and swung down, letting it go, and it flew toward his brother.
In fear that another innocent life would die here, Adrian let loose all of the energy in his body.
An explosion rocked the tower, an explosion that could be seen for miles around. When the smoke cleared, the tower was gone, but Donald and Adrian and Dawn, who had only just arrived, were safe, hovering in the air effortlessly. Suddenly, his energy gave out. He was more tired than he had ever been, and they fell.
The Master was not deterred.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 06:22:45.
Edited on 2009-04-27 at 06:23:36 by Babaloo
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Topic: New Game
Subject: Whoah
Now thats a bit off topic...and offensive...lawl.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 06:18:18.
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Topic: New Game
Subject: Well
Im pretty shocked, for once a nick name I gave didn't tick someone off.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 06:15:39.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Oh...dear...God
Adrian was still in so much pain, and the Master appeared before him, stepping from the flare of the lighter, he scrambled backward and grovelled in a corner. The Master was going to kill him...he had come in person to slaughter Adrian. For once, he felt the fear he had forced upon others.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 06:15:01.
Edited on 2009-04-27 at 06:17:28 by Babaloo
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Topic: New Game
Subject: Wait
You like that one? I though it would annoy you...Oh well..I guess you win some and you lose some...looks like I won that one.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 06:10:09.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: No...
He stopped. This one dared challenge the Master. He almost laughed. The Master never punished people physically. He had the power the torture from miles away, and now Adrian would feel his sting.
He collapsed to the floor, screaming so loudly the windows began to crack. Donald fell backward, clenching his ears. The Masters fury had been unlocked.
Adrians nose started to bleed, and soon scars were appearing on his face. Long gashes and cuts. He could not fight it...he would not fight it. The Master had taught him that punishment was neccessary for those who wronged, and he had wronged.
A large cut ripped open his shirt and it felt as if a knife was being dragged across his chest. The gash ripped open the flesh and cut even bone. But no blood erupted from it. He was being punished with pain, but the Master would not kill his pupil.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 06:08:30.
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Topic: New Game
Subject: Wait
I don't think I got that across right...
I'm not insane...
I'm messed up so much that it'll take an army of people to fix me. I'm pretty much a ticking time bomb...tick me off too much, and I'll just start blowing stuff up.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 06:04:12.
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Topic: New Game
Subject: Odd
Looks like your outnumbered...the only girl...surrounded by teenage guys...bad...bad indeed.
Well, I'll only count three other guys, cause my character is insane...
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 05:58:07.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Impossible
"ENOUGH!"
Adrian had had enough of this blasphemy. The Master was a pure being...he had no siblings...no kin.
"Stop...go...or I will tear you down..."
He knew Donald could feel the sting of his mind. He was beginning to grow more furious than he ever had. No one knew the Master but him. No one... The master had taken him when no others would. He had been shunned, and the Master saved him. Taught him...let him live as he did now. Now, the bloodshot one was lying to him. He lied about the Master. Adrian was so enraged, even the Earth groaned under his fury. If the bloodshot one kept this up, the entire school would be cleansed...along with everyone in it.
Adrian was now a ticking time bomb, and Donald had to be sure to cut the right wire.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 05:57:03.
Edited on 2009-04-27 at 05:59:23 by Babaloo
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: What! The Master!
He recoiled.
"The Master told me never to speak his name...he controls me...I listen. He gave me this place...it was his word that I would be rewarded. What business do you have with him...he has not taught you..."
He had said to much, and now he feared the masters wrath.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 05:51:28.
Edited on 2009-04-27 at 05:53:16 by Babaloo
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Mother Earth
The tower shook ever so slightly, and suddenly, an unknown force was driving Adrians mind. It was not the pretty one...no...it was something far largr...and more powerful. He felt its fury, its grace, its kindness and its anger. It was the largest being that had ever taken his mind.
It threw him to his knees with its might, and it flung his mind into anothers. Both were present when it spoke, the most powerful voice Adrian had ever heard in his life.
"One with anger, one with confusion...speak now...I have waited long for someone to say things to me, and the one who is confused...the one known as Donald...has wished to speak with the one known as Adrian...do so know, so that I may sleep again."
It let go, but Adrian could not withdraw his mind from the others...the bloodshot ones...Donald.
"What...why do you bother me..."
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 05:43:06.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Of course
Colton had just watched in awe as the other two had saved the womans life. He nodded at Seth absently and turned back toward the door, pushing the butt of his M-16 against his cheek and crounching behind some rubble.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 05:35:24.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Confused...
He stood in front of the lone mirror in the room...his red eyes glared back at him furiosly. He looked at his hair, and saw the sightest difference.
There was a lone strand on his bang, perhaps two or three strands, that were black. They clashed with the icy white of his hair. He remembered only just earlier today he had seen his own reflection. His hair was purely white then...it had changed...but what made his hair change.
He turned to the window and a thought overwhelmed him. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe people wern't meant to be controlled...maybe they were mean't to have free will. But...that was not true...master had told him that people were dangerous, and had be kept under watch. They had to be controlled at all times. Master had prepared him for this...and he had given him the people here to do with as he pleased.
He touched his own face and felt something moist. Moving his hand away from his cheek, he saw the glistening droplet of a tear glimmering on his hand. He shook it away in anger.
Ever since the pretty one had come...life had changed. It had only been less than an hour, and he found himself second guessing all that he had been taught.
For a brief moment, he lost his anger...it was taken from him, and his hair turned back to what it used to be, a shimmering black coat of fine hair. Then he remembered the students who had accused him of murder, the teachers who fought him...Jacobi...in an instant, his hair was back to a silvery sheen, save for the several lone strands of black.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 05:30:17.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: ...
A child...hmph...she knew nothing. He turned around and sat on the edge of a box. His stomach growled. Yet again, his earthly desires were getting in the way. He opened the box, and to his delight, found a piece of bread, stale of course, inside. He ate it anyway. It was to much trouble to torture the cooks at this point for food, they would get a day off...he had much bigger things to worry about.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 05:01:06.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: I do this....
"I do this because it was done to me..."
The energy that was in the room, with both withces present, was astounding. It was so much raw power, Adrian felt the walls groan under the strain.
"You have chosen not to obey, but you are much to strong. Your new friends are weak...they have both fallen to me...and I can do it again."
"My rage comes not from me, but from others...hate begets hate...and death begets death. All those killed in my life, those taken from me, will have their revenge...and I will be the one to carry it out."
He felt her mind weaken, she felt pity for him, she felt sorry for his anger. He grew even more frustrated. He did not like it when others felt like this toward him, it enraged him. He was not to be pitied, but to be feared...respected. Exploiting her temporary weakness, he teleported her back to her spot...and locked away the room magically. He was once again alone, how he liked it.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 04:53:26.
Edited on 2009-04-27 at 04:54:31 by Babaloo
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Another question
"I shall leave no one alone alone, not when they refuse to obey like the others. And why don't you bring me to you child..."
His insult was well placed, and he felt her grow even more furious. His strenght had increased. He knew she could not possibly drag him against his will now, his mind was so much stonger than it had been then.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 04:46:21.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: A challenge
"I would seek you myself, if it wasn't for my weakness. I have no problem with you finding me pretty one", he sensed she was uneasied by his challenge, and enraged by his referencing to her as the 'pretty one'.
"Please, do visit whats left of the chapel and pray that I don't make him do any more than that..."
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 04:40:55.
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Topic: Witch Heart Q&A
Subject: Whoah...
I have a new affinity...being totally evil...awesome...I just burned a flippin church...thats messed up my friends...
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 04:39:11.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Laughter...what....
Adrian roared in fury. He had been attacked, and yet he laughed at it. He mocked Adrian, he toyed with him. He was playing games where games should not be played.
Furious, Adrian stumbled down the staircase and into the chapels main hall. The worshipers fled like terrified flies being swatted at. He had had enough of this home, perhaps it was God that was frustrating his plans. He decided he would move, and leave no evidence of his ever being there.
As he left the building in a rage, it caught fire.
Suddenly, in a bright white flash, it was cleansed. Nothing was left, it was if the matter that once occupied that space has been destroyed. He had disentegrated every last remnant of the chapel. Students screamed and ran, and several teachers almost stood against him, but he whipped their minds into submission and continued on, looking to the abandoned chamber at the top of the Fire Wing...his new home.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 04:36:29.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Wrong...
Adrian had regained his strenght. He was still so tired though, but it was only physical fatigue, a kind of wear that did not affect his skills. He reached out with his mind until he sensed the bloodshot one, wondering whether or not it was okay for men to sing. His mind had been cleared. The pretty one was occupying the space of his mind as well, as was the lanky one.
The lanky one...
Adrian slolwy and gently infested his mind, until he saw what his puppet saw. The courtyard, filled with students. Adrian had been so calm latley, he had disturebed no one, and for the most part, peace enveloped the academy. Everyone had been at ease until these three had arrived.
Adrian worked his way into his puppets mind, the fool had not even noticed him. Suddenly he took control. The cat around his neck flung off violently and he punched the bloodshot one. With that, Adrian let go.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 04:27:59.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Brooding, as usual
Yet again he stood in his room, pacing back and forth, uncertain of what to do. For two years, since he was but eleven, he had managed to control every student in the school. The only power he could use at will was his ability to conrol others, they could not fight it. He had used teachers, students, even animals to carry out his bidding.
But these ones were different. He saw the lanky one from his window, and tried to probe his mind, but was much too weak. He decided he would test this one later.
He had tried to take the mind of the bloodshot one, but had found it buzzing with thoughts unfamiliar to him. He decided he would wait until he took this one again.
The pretty one was of the most interest to him. She was strong...and unfortunatley her strenght lead to her resiliance. He decided, upon glaring out his window once more, his hands crossed behind his back as usual, that he would break her. He would find a way to tear her into mental shreds, just as he had done to himself.
Once he controlled her, he would once again contain any thoughts of individuality. He was in charge, and he ruled through fear. She would rue the day she triffled with him. No sleep would come to her for nights to come...he would be there, waiting for her guard to leave...and her mind to be open to his own.
Posted on 2009-04-27 at 02:25:50.
Edited on 2009-04-27 at 02:28:02 by Babaloo
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Topic: Witch Heart Q&A
Subject: Awwww
Isn't it awesome...
Posted on 2009-04-26 at 06:56:17.
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Topic: Witch Heart Q&A
Subject: I hate to spam this place...but
This is without a doubt the coolest character I've ever played as...I LOVE BEING EVIL!
Posted on 2009-04-26 at 06:49:57.
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Topic: Witch Heart
Subject: Emotion...so strange
What was this she was doing. Was she trying to crush him in his moment of weakness. He did not understand it...he could not understand it. He had never seen one act like this before. He felt odd, he felt safe almost, for a brief moment, he let go of his hatred, and he knew she sensed it. But just as quickly as it occured, that moment was gone...and he thrust her back with his energy.
"Mark my words pretty one, I will control you...some day...just like everyone else here...you will be my puppet...and then, no one...not even Jacobi, will be able to stand in my way. I swear it!"
In a flash of fire he was gone. He had actually teleported, a magical move not learned until the latest years of teachings. He did not know how, but he was lying in his room once more.
He felt cold and heartless...just as he had always been. A moment of weakness had overcome him, and she had seen the good in him...she had seen he was not all horrible.
Posted on 2009-04-26 at 06:47:50.
Edited on 2009-04-26 at 06:49:13 by Babaloo
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