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6 yrs ago
Current I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....

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yeah well, I drew from some decade-old rp's for that one. Zeigsturhl is actually from a video game...
Mithias didn't know what to say. This was a first for him as well. He looked at the surrounding elements in Martin's mind. Crosses burned surreal on the horizon.

"We're brothers, Martin." Mithias returned the bow. "Please forgive me, and call me, Mithias. 'Sir Varomere' has been dead a long time. Currently, I am an agent of SOLDIER, and like them, I work to maintain balance between the species." Mithias took a few steps and returned his weapon. "The balance has been terribly thrown off as of late, and it must be restored."
thewizardguy said
What?


The nerdiness of your argument was entertaining. Just watching.
I played a little DOTA2. I don't have the time to put into it to not royally suck ass. :/
Good Job Wiz... or should I say, MARTIN. >>
The human version of Mithias drew his longsword and held it in front of him, pointed upward as in salute. He looked at Martin across his blade. "I am Sir Mithias Aldaric Varomere, of the Order of the Holy Cross in Zeigsturhl. Defender of humanity. Vampire hunter."

Perhaps, the dear boy had taken a hard hit to the head.

He blinked for a moment. "You... I do not know your name, but... I believe we have met before." Seemingly making up his fragmented mind, he slashed the air downwards, ending the salute. "I will not allow you to take anymore innocent lives, I...Wait." He looked around as if waking up from a delusion. "No. I remember now. No!!" He clutched his head as he remembered the explosion. "Do we live?"
ok, writing.
*heavy sigh*
All I know, is I am in a jar, and this is all Martin's fault. *Glares*

...so depressed.
sorry, overuse of logic.
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