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THIS SHIP WILL NEVER DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Mon, 28 Jul 2014 23:56:46 GMT

Posted by: brokenpiece

`[ Oh, look! It's snowing! Such a surprise! Well, someone here it's a bit weaker for this weather, so she will have to postpone her plans to hang out for now, until she makes sure she will not get sick! Luckily for her, the hotel has a woodstove for this kind of situations, so she's sitting on a couch in front of it, drinking some hot chocolate.

She has made more to share, so come to her. Specially if you are called Stephane. Hehehehehe. ]

It's so warm here...! [ So cheerful, *sobs* ]

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I'm not going to stop never.

Thu, 02 Jan 2014 02:20:34 GMT

Posted by: sandyweeds

`[ This isn't his homeland at all. He's not as dumb to mistake something like that, so when he enters around the city, he's pretty much cautious about everything. It's not like everyone in the world wants to mess up with someone as big as him, but he's not reckless like to drop his guard. Ever.

Old habits die hard. He just hoped wherever he was, Aoba wouldn't follow him here. ]

...Hn. How troublesome.

[ thank you, mink, for being the most caring person in the world. ]

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Intro x 2

Fri, 27 Sep 2013 02:45:53 GMT

Posted by: fallenlight

[ You may feel a strong power coming from the two winged people at the middle of the city. A handsome man with four black wings, a strange woman with three of them: One black, one white, and a third one that looked it was made of... wires? ]

Hide your wings and presence, child.

[ The other one nods, as they seem to disappear for view for now. ]

Where are we, fa--?

[ She quickly stops herself from continuing. It was better to not to reveal any kind of information for now. ]

You're almost as adorable as her.

Coming from you, I'm flattered. [ She laughs happily at that. ] Do you think this was HIS doing? Or that this is some kind of magic?

Patience, little one. Let's see this one for a bit more. Perhaps she's here.

[ APPROACH ♥ ]

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Enter the glorious prince.

Fri, 06 Sep 2013 02:57:00 GMT

Posted by: fatedduties

[Oh damn him.

Alain wasn't sure how things had ended up like this. He wasn't sure either why the hell anyone would want him here. He wasn't sure when he had lost track of his knight, or of his geographical location, or well, of his whole kingdom.

But there was one thing he knew quite well.

Somehow.

In some way.

He'd find a way to put the blame on Stephane.]

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Sheer Heart Attack ♪

Sun, 23 Jun 2013 21:47:06 GMT

Posted by: twistedinside

[ Waking up in a strange place started to feel like something ordinary for her. She would just like to remember when did she pass out or when Ricardo took control or anything.

Not that... she cares too much. Zapato wasn't near, so that smell must belong to someone else.

Or another zombie. ]

Really? First dinosaurs and now zombies?

[ Sitting on the tree, she looked down at them. ]

Stephaaaane! If you're going to shoot them, do it now! I want to go to the bathroom and I don't want my dagger to get zombie fluids!

[ best. not!girlfriend. ever. ]

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Just wild beat comunication ♪

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 15:01:47 GMT

Posted by: neverloved

[ Oh, look at that. She never imagined that she would.. be alive again. In fact, she would have never expected to return when she went to face that asshole, in part regretting to hurt Angela with her death. Well, she can't complain to be back. It feels damn good. The only thing better than this would be to kill Leon herself, but this was fine anyway.

So, she was in a new city full of undeads.

Good thing she has a gun. ]

I've got enough for all of you, guys.

[ Which was a good lie while she thought something else... ]

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Another one bites the dust ♪

Sun, 24 Mar 2013 22:05:06 GMT

Posted by: brokenpiece

[ How long has it been since Angela could felt this? Probably too long. She even wondered in the past if she ever felt this or just happened to be manipulated at that time... But now it's different. She's completely sure that this strong feeling is something that she felt for real. And it was alright if he didn't feel the same, as long as she could stay at his side, she would be completely happy.

After such beautiful day, she believed that she needed to thank someone who supported her. And now she was on her way to the Tea House. ]

... Grandmother, are you around?

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hjvgvyy

Thu, 26 Apr 2012 05:11:03 GMT

Posted by: brokenpiece

[ Those moments you wake up and feel that you don't have a certain creeper invading your dreams. Could it be....?

Ange can be found running through the city as if he were searching for someone. Feel free to trip with her or just talk, she seems in a good humor for once.

Let's see how much does that last. ]

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ella me dice que pare, pero bien que le gusta xD

Fri, 23 Dec 2011 02:50:00 GMT

Posted by: performingdeath.livejournal.com

[ How insightful was to be in the presence of such creatures, but she had to endure it to reach the next city, to a safe place. Diao Chan hit one of them with her whip and ran, not wanting to see them anymore.

When she stopped running, she put a hand in her chest and looked up the sky. Somewhere, there must be Lu Bu... waiting for Kai to put him keywords... waiting for her. ]

Lord Lu Bu, how much I long to be at your side again...

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ya que estamos... xD

Fri, 16 Dec 2011 00:51:00 GMT

Posted by: charmedhismun.livejournal.com

[ One after another, the zombies kept falling on the floor. He didn't understand how was he alive again. How was it possible that his weapons were next to him after he disappeared from the Holy War? But he had no time to think in that, the first thing he noticed were those creatures, crawling for his flesh and life.

In some way or another, Diarmuid was alive again. But this time was different. He kept walking towards the city, striking the enemies with the lances ~~his mun is too lazy to copypaste the names~~ ]

Excuse me, if it is not too much trouble, could you explain me where I might be?

[ The knight spoke calmly, now that he didn't need to fight against anything. ] I am afraid that I do not recall this place as something familiar.

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Y empezamos con el Fate spam xD

Wed, 14 Dec 2011 00:08:00 GMT

Posted by: nosecondstrike.livejournal.com

[ You might feel a presence stalking you, a murderous aura that soon relaxes once he enters to the city. The air is heavy, suffocating from his anger. One must be in alert around the place because there's no man to be seen.

Then, suddenly, a voice speaks in the dark. ]

Where is the one that summoned me?

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Fri, 18 Nov 2011 01:35:00 GMT

Posted by: mementoindreams.livejournal.com

[ There is a girl, sitting in the fountain again, but at least this time she doesn't look as broken as she normally did. And after talking with one of the resident assholes here, she feels a bit better.

And now, she seems like she's waiting for something. Suddenly, a small box drops in front of her. There's a small note saying.

"Happy Birthday, Ange." ]

Today is... my birthday?

My head hurts a bit....

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Feliz día de muertos? xD

Wed, 02 Nov 2011 11:46:00 GMT

Posted by: enepece.livejournal.com

Silence in darkness... The dinning hall is covered in the thick shadows of the night.

Slowly, warm fingers touch the ivory keys, giving them a longing (and loving, perhaps...) caress before pressing them.

Before pouring their heart in them, letting the music take away everything they got inside.

This is the ghost of the dinning hall.

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:D

Wed, 12 Oct 2011 10:44:00 GMT

Posted by: sellhappiness.livejournal.com

Ah, such a splendid day! And even moreso, now that words have reached me of a story worth telling! What else would you ask of a place if it gives you its own tales?

And what a tale it is! The beginning of a legend, maybe? Will there be someone alive to tell their what they learn from it? I can barely wait! But to every story a narrator is needed and that is the reason I'm here, ohoho~!

So, with no more delay, I'll tell you the story of our very own ghost! That sadness burdened spirit that roams the hallways, filling them with its haunting music! That cold and elusive creature that claims the old piano as its possession, enough to freeze your spine with every key it plays~!

Gathering all the facts I've heard, its woe stroken notes can be heard deep into the night, as long as no one comes near the piano. The moment a curious soul dares to peek into the hll, the music will disappear with its phantasm. I can't wait to investigate further~!

So, please, if anyone has more facts to add, I'd appreciate them ♥ Has there been any victims? Has the ghost spoken to you? What kind of chilling melodies have made you run away in terror?

Do tell them all~!

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THE CLAW-------------uh what.

Wed, 05 Oct 2011 11:05:00 GMT

Posted by: thegoodjerkass.livejournal.com

The windy season had started already? Time seemed to fly when one was having fun. But the fun was not enough when that screeching sound covered your ears, the maddening warning that something had to happen if they were to keep their positions.

He knew what that meant, it was not the first time. He wasn't sure if his dear friends had heard it too, but it didn't matter.

He was good enough for the job. He has always been.

And so, he waited for the night, right under the Solar Tree, ruby eyes gleaming unnaturaly with the faint glow of the fruits that rested above. He looked over the trees, where the old cathedral were, and gave a soft nod.

The Bells tolled ominously. Warning. Calling.

A small, satisfied smile appeared on his lips as he started singing under his breath. They would know. They would come. And he'd welcome them to their new family, the family they had belonged to since the beginning.

Let the new stage begin!

( Explanation? )

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I'M GONNA MARRY THE NIGHT...RAY OONTZ OONTZ OONTZ

Sat, 01 Oct 2011 00:11:00 GMT

Posted by: headstarting.livejournal.com

Oww... that hurt. At least his left arm wasn't bleeding as much now. Cursing inwardly, he peeked from behind the half destroyed wall, only to confirm those creatures were looking for him.

One... three... four. Four of them. And they were between him and what seemed like a path into the forest. He frowned deeply. There was no cover on the way, and the creatures would surely find him as soon as he moved from there.

Tch... where's Leo when I need him?!

He had no other choice. If this worked, he would confuse them and leave them behind... but he had to be quick. They reacted strongly to noise, didn't they? Well, he'd give them noise! His right hand went immediately to the hilt of his sword... He'd give them a good cut down if they managed to reach him.

He took a deep breath, ready to run and circle the old building. All other things in his mind were secondary.

Blood. Pain. Humpty Dumpty. Vincent. Leo. He could think of all that later. Right now he had work to do.

"Want a piece of me? Then come and get it!! I'LL TEACH YOU NOT TO MESS WITH ELLIOT NIGHTRAY!!!!"

*** Next morning...

[There's a wounded Elliot unconcious in a sunny patch in the forest, reason why he's not dead ~~again~~. Feel free to poke him.]

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I've made a song!

Mon, 12 Sep 2011 14:53:00 GMT

Posted by: windheroblood.livejournal.com

[Llyr was waking arround town today in a strangely good mood... And he was singing as well]

TAKEE OOOOOON MEEEEEEE
TAKE MEEEEE OOOOON
I´LL BE GOOOOOOONE
IN A DAY OR TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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POR FIN LLEGOOOOO

Sun, 04 Sep 2011 23:03:00 GMT

Posted by: desperadotime.livejournal.com

[There's a gunslinger walking calmly through the city, followed by an Alice, Succubus, Valkyrie Randgris and Zelatous with him. Guns at hands, red coat floating, and all his girls almost wanting to slap him...]

Yup, girls. We're officially lost. Someone please control Nephira before she tries to kill me.

[Perhaps you want to help this one?]

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Sob, sob.

Mon, 29 Aug 2011 01:09:00 GMT

Posted by: bedroomduties.livejournal.com

When Stephane accepted doing a favor to the Master Guardian, he wasn't exactly expecting her to ask him to do something like this.
Oh no. Fetching bizarre plants from a city filled with undead wasn't his concept of something awesome to do to celebrate your first week in a strange new place.

But whatever. At least it gave him something entertaining to do.

When he came back with the loot, she was pretty happy, all in all, and she had asked him to drop the herbs at the back of the store.

And so he was doing, when he noticed something human-shaped moving in the back. So, as any polite person would, he hummed an "Excuse me" before going in.

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She will never leave me

Fri, 26 Aug 2011 02:01:00 GMT

Posted by: mementoindreams.livejournal.com

[Angela is currently sitting down next to the fountain. Again. She looks like she could use some chat, specially because she looks like she hasn't slept in some days.]

What should... I do...? What... I am here for...?

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Do not ask me plz XD

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 16:32:00 GMT

Posted by: tempestuouslion.livejournal.com

When he realized it, he was just standing there, his mind bleached.

He was only able to remember two things: a pact made long ago, and the name that she called him by, but that was all. As for what kind of pact was it, or who was she, he wasn't able to remember at all, along with everything else.

A sudden nice scent distracted him, that's when he noticed a teacup in one of the tables. It was still hot, but there wasn't anyone else arround.

He sighed and frowned, this situation was really anoying.

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HE JUST DOESN'T SHUT UP SORRY.

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 00:47:00 GMT

Posted by: speedchess.livejournal.com

[Hello, San Miguel. ~~Here's a man who needs no introductions.~~ Just outside the library, there's a man sitting on a shade, reading. He looks no older than 22-23, with dark chestnut, waist-lenght hair.

Magical beings? Oh, there is a sense of danger around him, even when his smile is soft and even warm.]

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A new challenger appears!

Tue, 21 Jun 2011 00:37:00 GMT

Posted by: forgetjudgement.livejournal.com

He remembered this feeling. That cold, unwelcoming call to those whose sins weight heavily in their hearts. The silent whisper, the unwanted order to stand before him. He knew it well.

And he hated it.

The Divine Judge's steps could be heard from every corner in town, like an eerie countdown.

He hated it. The fear, the lies, the rage inside the mortals living in this place. The invisible strings on him, guiding him to perform his duty once again.

For the first time in a long, long time, Alexander wished he had never regained his memory at all. Ignorance was, indeed, a bliss.

[WARNING: Alex is in godmod mode, and will know all your sins |D LET THE CRIME AND PUNISHMENT PARTY BEGIN.]

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LLEGARON MIS LENTES A URUGUAY FUCK YEAH

Fri, 10 Jun 2011 01:07:00 GMT

Posted by: spanishdemon.livejournal.com

[There's a very curious pirate walking around. She's wet, just for you to know, and she's still smiling. One thing you might notice is her fabulous red hair. Ah, magic.]

Never thought goin' to slap a mermai' woul' make 'is, aye. Madre mía, ain't 'is goin' ta be a really funny joureny, ah?

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HE RESURFACES WHAT.

Sat, 14 May 2011 18:50:00 GMT

Posted by: define-justice.livejournal.com

Months of moping.

MONTHS.

He was up and walking after the first month. And even when he went outside and tried to have somewhat similar to a life, it wasn't until this morning, when he woke up, took a shower, got dressed and looked himself in the mirror that he realized he had been moping since october.

And there are some revelations you can't just ignore.

Deep down, it still hurt. But it wasn't... well, it wasn't something he couldn't deal with. For the first time in a very long time, he thought he could finally be over it. Apollo could even remember her smile and smile too with her... and that was really an improvement.

It was like waking up from a very long nightmare. The sun seemed brighter. He finally got used to all the weird things happening in town. He even had a favorite spot, and that's something.

Lastly... he looked over his roomate's bed. Of course Django was already up and outside. Apollo felt a pang of guilt as he remembered everything the boy had done for him while he was too busy feeling miserable... he had been everything someone could wish for a friend.

One last look at the mirror, with a determined nod to himself. Time to go out and repay him. Time to go out and do something. Time to go out and make her smile, wherever she was.

"Get ready, San Miguel. Here comes Justice!"

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