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"An apology is a promise to do things differently next time, and to keep the promise." - Ging Freecss
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“If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.” ― Nikola Tesla
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“I think and think for months and years. Ninety-nine times, the conclusion is false. The hundredth time I am right.” – Albert Einstein
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“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” ― Rumi
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“Stand in the ashes of a trillion dead souls, and asks the ghosts if honor matters. The silence is your answer.” ― Javik
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Its 6:11 PM where I'am at :) And I'm usually available whenever.
The mystic yellow flames eased his pain well enough, leaving him to consider the strange power. At first he was certain that they were going to burn, but to be honest, it was more of a soothing feeling that grazed against his side. It was refreshing. The white core, yellow flames, and star-like sparkles that rose off of it was beautiful. Almost, innately, he had felt he was accustomed to seeing something like that.
Rolling his shoulder around in its socket, Carlisle gazed up at the Brenda. “So what happens now? Do I finally get to fight my competition or what? And... another thing, what's up with that fire? It doesn't burn at all and it seems almost like magic.
Rolling his shoulder around in its socket, Carlisle gazed up at the Brenda. “So what happens now? Do I finally get to fight my competition or what? And... another thing, what's up with that fire? It doesn't burn at all and it seems almost like magic.
Good to know. I was a little curious.
Prince, I saw your PM. Disregard what I said earlier :)
I don't think we're going to go so overboard that a collab is necessary. A few words between them shouldn't flood the main Rp, I don't think anyway.
Duthguy said
You might know about Flames, but you can't use them yet. You can use your weapons though.Anyway meet your antagonists, I had decided on their weapons before you posted your CS's so that was a happy coincidence.BTW if you feel I'm railroading you or you have other suggestions to improve the Rp, don't hesitate to let me know.
Interesting first arc we got going on. I'm ready to see what else is in store :)
As he looked down at his opponent, a noticeable smirk pulled his lips to the side. Carlisle had felt more than victorious, more than confident that he showed his guts. That he was willing to take blows to end any and all conflict. No matter the cost, I'm going to sit in that spot.
Holding his side, he turned to face Brenda. The elder lady still held the presence of a boss, royalty even. It made him want to know more of this world that he was involving himself in... it made him want to delve in his family history. He could feel the warm liquid trickling from his side, dying his white dress shirt red.
“Yo, Grandma? You plan on covering these injuries as well?” he wondered, feeling the sting more prominent now that it was over. “Cause this hurts like hell,” he added with a lighthearted smile.
Holding his side, he turned to face Brenda. The elder lady still held the presence of a boss, royalty even. It made him want to know more of this world that he was involving himself in... it made him want to delve in his family history. He could feel the warm liquid trickling from his side, dying his white dress shirt red.
“Yo, Grandma? You plan on covering these injuries as well?” he wondered, feeling the sting more prominent now that it was over. “Cause this hurts like hell,” he added with a lighthearted smile.
Prince said
I'm enjoying Suade significantly more than expected. :D
Same here. He makes for a interesting partner of sorts. I want to post but I'm not sure the rule on that.
Post is up. Hope its to everyone's liking.
Naraal was surprised to say the least. This new being, while he wasn't the ripples that had drawn him, was a completely different type of enigma. That last word that had fallen from the man's lips brought confusion, along with a bit of caution to him. His master had not mentioned anything about people being able to read minds, nor if it was possible through the force. So he had to assume that this man was something of a special case, something to be extremely wary of.
Through him, Naraal could feel a powerful bridge to the dark side. And, if nothing else, it made his hunger for it all the more demanding. Narrowing his silver eyes and black brows had brought suspicious expression to the youth's face as he accessed his situation.
When the push of a impatient being made him take a step back, he let out a small grunt. He glanced at his shoulder then back at the man in front of him. He had been taught enough to know when the force was being used against him but that wasn't the problem he was wrestling with. It was his words that had captivated him.
He's a lot different than anyone I've met before. My father was direct with his words, my master... brutal. But this man, it seems like he's playing with me. I don't like it. He told himself.
Bring his footing back, he rubbed the shoulder that was pushed tentatively. “Scared?” he questioned, wondering if that was feeling that was plaguing his heart, urging him to numb it. He had always believed it was betrayal but... perhaps he was wrong.
“I don't think I'm afraid,” He answered regardless. “I'm more curious than anything else. The dark side is reacting violently here, coursing stronger. I just wanted to revel in it is all.” His hands sunk into the sleeves of his cloak, fist balled as he reached into his pit of betrayal to muster up the dark side. He knew it would be troublesome but if he had too, he'd kill everyone to continue to survive.
He'd do anything to survive.
Through him, Naraal could feel a powerful bridge to the dark side. And, if nothing else, it made his hunger for it all the more demanding. Narrowing his silver eyes and black brows had brought suspicious expression to the youth's face as he accessed his situation.
When the push of a impatient being made him take a step back, he let out a small grunt. He glanced at his shoulder then back at the man in front of him. He had been taught enough to know when the force was being used against him but that wasn't the problem he was wrestling with. It was his words that had captivated him.
He's a lot different than anyone I've met before. My father was direct with his words, my master... brutal. But this man, it seems like he's playing with me. I don't like it. He told himself.
Bring his footing back, he rubbed the shoulder that was pushed tentatively. “Scared?” he questioned, wondering if that was feeling that was plaguing his heart, urging him to numb it. He had always believed it was betrayal but... perhaps he was wrong.
“I don't think I'm afraid,” He answered regardless. “I'm more curious than anything else. The dark side is reacting violently here, coursing stronger. I just wanted to revel in it is all.” His hands sunk into the sleeves of his cloak, fist balled as he reached into his pit of betrayal to muster up the dark side. He knew it would be troublesome but if he had too, he'd kill everyone to continue to survive.
He'd do anything to survive.
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