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8 yrs ago
Current "Doing your best" does not mean working yourself to the point of a mental breakdown. Its no longer your best at that point.
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9 yrs ago
The word homeowner has the word "meow" in it. Good luck pronouncing it correctly ever again. You're welcome ^.^
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9 yrs ago
When everything seems wrong...something goes right, and it changes darkness into light, and makes the shadows a little less daunting.
10 yrs ago
People cry, not because they are weak. It's because they've been strong for too long
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11 yrs ago
the bad thing about being bullied is that every time it happens it steals a little piece of who you are if it happens enough little by little you become a little less of who you were meant to be.

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Oh j cannot wait to post again XD

I have the perfect post planned out in my head for Luna!
Connor crouched, taking the puppies head in his hands, although the dog was nearly full grown, she was still a puppy to him. Her dark brown eyes were loving, and she wriggled, her whole body vibrating with her eagerness. "Coco, You have to stay home today, okay? I can't take you to school. You stay, and watch the house, okay?" He let the beautiful, chocolate lab lick his face, and petted her, smiling and grabbing his pack, he headed out, wwalking towards the school.

It didn't take long, and he soon reached the school grounds, looking about him with the keen eye he had learned through his training. Keeping a hand on the strap of his pack, he leaned against a tree, watching the other students




Kalinda sat atop the roof of the school, amused by the antics of the humans scrambling about to make sure they wouldn't be late. forced to maintain a normal profile, Kali was going to the school as well, but that didn't actually mean she had to be any sort of student. She shook her head, what was the point of going to a school for a quater of your life? it didn't make sense to her, and she would gladly destroy the building, but would would be the fun in that if she couldn't torment a few snotty girls, or prideful boys?

Standing, she walked to the edge of the roof, balancing there, a smile on her face as she thought ont he fun she could have.
"hey, Assbutt!"

Name: Kalinda
Nickname: For her own amusement, Kali. Otherwise, she's happy with Shadow or Kalinda.
Species: Demon
Age: A lady never reveals her age. Unknown.
Appearance:Kali is all of 5 foot 3, with long red flaming hair that she normally wears tied back. Her skin tone is pale, making her hair stand out shockingly, her bright green eyes often dancing with amusement. Her eyes are slitted slightly, like a cats. Typically she wears clothes that are revealing, short cut tops, low necked for example. And her clothes are often varied. Excentric styles to more mundane ones. She wears her nails long and pointed, painted black and has a cute splattering of freckles over her face and chest.
Personality: kali is a bit of a strange individual, she can be happy and cheerful one moment, then vicious the next. She can be sane and easy going, and then psycotic and not so laid back in seconds. Lets just say you don't want to make her angry.
Bio: Kali prefers to keep her past in the past.
Weapons/Equipment: Kali's angel blade is small, to go with her own small stature, but it is deadly. A thin blade, it is nevertheless sharp, light and powerful.

Her other weapon? her body, of course.
Other: n/a




"saving people...hunting things...the family business..."
Name:
Connor Vos

Species:
Human, Hunter
Age:
18

Appearance:
Connor stands at 6'3, and has a lanky frame. He has brown hair, that he normally has cut short for the simple convinance of not having to deal with it, however her does forget about getting it cut and it does become shaggy. He has bright green eyes, hiden behind small stylish glasses. He has a light brown skin tone, and typically wears jeans, a baggy shirt and a jacket, not one for style.

Personality:
Connor is nerdy, geeky, and just an all around good person. He is smart, bright and always getting into socially awkward situations that he has no idea how to get out of. He smiles to smile, is very open to people, blushes easily and just wants to be liked by otherss.
Bio:
Connor was born to two perfectly normal parents. However, on his fifth birthday, two humans, possessed by demons, killed them while he was at school. Connor was sent into the system, only to be taken out and adopted by the strangest person he had ever met. His adopted father had all sorts of weapons, and a strange asortments of books in a study that was typically locked from Connor, who picked the lock curious to know what was in there when he was eight.

When he was 12, he questioned his adoptive father on this, and soon began to learn the trades of being a hunter, when he figured out it was demons that killed his parents.

Weapons/Equipment:
the typical assortment of hunter gear in his car, Connor carries a knife (Hidden in a hidden pocket sewn into his jacket), a flash of holy water, a container of salt and iron and a lighter.

Other:
He has a chocolate labrador that he is training, to take with him when he hunts.
It soon become apparent to Luna that while she could peddle the bike fast, she couldn't keep it up, and soon she knew she would fall victim to...to the walking dead. She needed to find another means of transport, and hopefully someone else. Safety in numbers, right? Especially since she had already run into two groups of stumbling, walking, horrible dead. Some had gunshot wounds in their chests, One had, horribly, been gutted, its intestines, guts and god knows what else tumbling out the horrible hole in its chest. She hadn't liked that one bit.

Yet it told her that they couldn't be killed, well killed again, by a shot to the chest. Coming across a dead body, with a gun shot to the head, told her they could be killed by killing the brain. She didn't knowif she had the courage to do that though, and thus she tried to avoid them. But she was starting to become terrified, and she had yet to see someone llving. She began to wonder if she was the only one left in the city.

And thus she didn't see the golf cart as she came barrelling towwards it as she looked about her, and she crashed into it. Scrambling out from under the bike, a graze elbow and probably bruised, she brushed herself down, looking about wide eyed, seeing the man int he cart, she immediately started to sign, before realising that they probably couldn't understand her. She held up a hand, the universal signal for wait as she quickly got her notepad and pen out, writing "I'm so sorry! I'm Luna!Do you have room?" it took her seconds to write it, and she handed it over, glancing about fearfully in case her crashing had attracted some dead. She looked back to the man, wide eyed still, and jigging nervously.

"Please" She mouthed, seriously contemplating just jumping into the cart, pressing her hands together in a begging gesture. She would have whined if she could.

@Orlan
I will probably post tonight. Cause at the moment I only have like three sentances, and....need to figure out what else to write
done.
Master Jamie
@GamerXZ
The sprites enthausism was cute, and Jamie gave a smile, glancing to Alan, "You need not worry. We will help, until she is back to normal. It might take a while, but we don't give up" She said, as she started towards the guild hotel, glancing back one last time, to the battle fields, before looking ahead.

It didn't take long to get to the guild hotel, Jamie leading them around twisting ways that were clearly a short cut through the city, mainly through the old parts.

"we do have a couple of rooms left in the hotel, if you wish to have one, and we pretty much have a running tab for the food." She said brightly
Yay!

Thanks! I liked it too ^.^

And I have one part writtin, and will post in the morning!

Since my head hates me and decided to the me a migraine today, I'm so very very very tired and thus, need to sleep!

And will probably be better able to write. A post come mornkng lol

"saving people...hunting things...the family business..."
Name:
Connor Vos

Species:
Human, Hunter
Age:
18

Appearance:
Connor stands at 6'3, and has a lanky frame. He has brown hair, that he normally has cut short for the simple convinance of not having to deal with it, however her does forget about getting it cut and it does become shaggy. He has bright green eyes, hiden behind small stylish glasses. He has a light brown skin tone, and typically wears jeans, a baggy shirt and a jacket, not one for style.

Personality:
Connor is nerdy, geeky, and just an all around good person. He is smart, bright and always getting into socially awkward situations that he has no idea how to get out of. He smiles to smile, is very open to people, blushes easily and just wants to be liked by otherss.
Bio:
Connor was born to two perfectly normal parents. However, on his fifth birthday, two humans, possessed by demons, killed them while he was at school. Connor was sent into the system, only to be taken out and adopted by the strangest person he had ever met. His adopted father had all sorts of weapons, and a strange asortments of books in a study that was typically locked from Connor, who picked the lock curious to know what was in there when he was eight.

When he was 12, he questioned his adoptive father on this, and soon began to learn the trades of being a hunter, when he figured out it was demons that killed his parents.

Weapons/Equipment:
the typical assortment of hunter gear in his car, Connor carries a knife (Hidden in a hidden pocket sewn into his jacket), a flash of holy water, a container of salt and iron and a lighter.

Other:
He has a chocolate labrador that he is training, to take with him when he hunts.
I'm starting to work on a post.

But chainsaws in my head. So may just fall asleep writing, as migraines like to make me sleepy
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