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 Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:37 pm
(Both the hamburger and the woman shone in the light... because both were greezy bitches...)
Shakir focused more closely on the man. "You know him? No recognize him."
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:57 pm
"Excuse me....have you seen my dog around here? It's blue"
The man had a bushy brown beard and a pearly white smile. His eyes were blue. Win looked at him from head to toes.
"I don't know him...never seen him"
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:00 pm
"Blue dog? Hmmm..." He thought for awhile. "Snoopy no blue..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 9:01 pm
(Is this place so dead? I must sing.
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even mattereraer...
Sorry. My singing sucks.)
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 7:00 am
(Sorry...school! Stuff! GT!)
"His name isn't Snoopy...actually he has no name. Atually he isn't my dog after all...sorry that I bothered you!"
The man smiled sheepishly and turned to walk along the lake to the direction that he came from. He had the aura of oddness in him, something weird that Shakir couldn't put his...claw on. Win watched him with a questionmark on her face. The man had a purple snake painted on the back of his jacket.
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 1:44 pm
Shakir then noticed that his chest was covered in scratch marks over aspot where a hunk of gold was imbedded. The hunk was still there, but the scratch marks were evident. "He fast little b*****d! Try to steal from Shakir!" He turned to Win. "He steal anything?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 2:00 am
Win glanced down her left hand.
"My ring....he took it!"
She looked horribly upset and angry as she pulled the two pieces of the broken mop from her belt and rushed after the man. He didn't seem to notice her.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 11:09 pm
Shakir slammed the ground. A great wall of stone rose 50ft. high in front of the man, expanding 100 miles in either direction. He then ran after Win, claws gleaming.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 11:41 pm
[Ok.....what was that all about!? 100 miles...Shakir's a bit touchy, ne?]
The man hit the wall and fell down, looking extremely stupid.
"I'm going to kill you, filthy thief!!"
Win was closing in on him and the man made no attempt to escape anymore. Instead he raised his hand and held the ring in it.
"Here. Please do spare my life....the order wouldn't forgive you for killing their trusted member. And neither would my dog"
Win took the ring and kicked the man while he was still laying on the ground. He winced and closed his eyes but didn't resist being beaten. Window took a few steps back and put her ring back on before glaring at the man furiously.
"You better not do that again...."
She mumbled, not being sure what to do or say.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:38 am
Shakir arrived. He picked the man up by the collar and lifted him 3ft. off the ground. Focusing his energy, he made a needle of stone emerge from the ground 5ft. away. "Give Shakir good reason not to make you a s**t-kabob!" His grip on the collar tightened, claws digging in enough to draw blood. His eyes were the weirdest thing, though. When a golem is angry, the eyes are red. When calm, they are blue or white. Right now, Shakir's eyes were a vibrant purple...
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:41 am
(Let's face it; when a golem is pissed, it will make sure its enemy's death is slow and painful. But if the purpose is not death, a golem will look at things from a logical point of view. By making a wall of that size in the man's path, the man would either run into it or feebly try to run around it. And with the size of that thing, he won't be running around it any time soon.)
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 7:02 am
(Yeah, even I figured that one out...^_^)
The man smiled at Shakir.
"Do you wish to become a human? I suggest that you spare my life"
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 9:01 pm
Shakir lifted him higher, and dug his claws in deeper. "Bastards lie like no tomorrow." The blood slithered along his arm, and Shakir became encased in blood ruby. An aura of red pulsated around him, and the purple of his eyes became darker and more intense.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 11:39 pm
The man let out a soft cry, tears of pain appearing to the corners of his eyes. He began chanting quietly and closed his eyes....perhaps praying.
Window shuddered as the blood trickled down Shakirs claws. This wasn't right, she thought. Stepping forward she laid a hand in the earth golems shoulder, pleading him with her eyes.
"That's enough, Shakir...he's only a little thief, nobody should be killed for that kind of crime. You shouldn't stain your hands with his blood...please let him go!"
The man stopped his chanting for a while to look at Window suprisedly.
He had been clearly prepared for his death but now someone actually cared, someone wanted to spare him? He found it very interesting.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 5:28 am
Shakir's eyes now glowed an intense red. He was now an image of pulsating crimson. He laughed mentally instead of a clicking sounds a golem normally makes, a stunted, chilling sound. He tossed the man up in the air and used his magic to summon a large fist from the ground, which caught him. Shakir moved his arm as if he were throwing something, and the great stone arm tossed the man several hundred feet in the air. Still cackling, Shakir looked at Win and spoke in a voice that wasn't his own. "DoN't WoRrY, i WoN'T kIlL hIm. GrAvItY wIlL!" It was quite clear something was wrong with him.
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