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4 yrs ago
Current Sometimes you spend so long looking for peace in someone else, you loose sight of that peace you can give yourself. Don't forget that guys.
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5 yrs ago
"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today? Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." -Master Oogway
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8 yrs ago
So many writing ideas, so little time to write. Being an adult sucks...
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8 yrs ago
It's the most fattening time of the year!
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9 yrs ago
There is a madness to my method. Or is there a method to my madness?
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Just down the short hall was three other doors. One lead to a storage/kitchen area, one to the engines and other machinery and the last to a cargo storage area, which had been turned into a makeshift holding area for their "guests", Roy and Mako. Of the two, only Mako was actively conscious and he looked up when Jericho entered, his mocking face cowed somewhat by the cold rage that sat in the SEED's eyes. "Shortly after we got away from your...wonderful accommodations, Galbadia launched a missile at Trabia Garden. Who was your boss?" Mako didn't answer right away, instead barking a short laugh before speaking.

"I don't know why you're bothering to ask. I don't intend to tell you or any other SE-" His answer is cut short by Jericho pulling the trigger on his pistol, a bullet taking off his small toe and causing the former torturer to scream in pain.

"You're lucky, you know that? Anyone else I would have just spitted on my scythe and sliced in two for what you did to me AND my teammates. But you? I'm going to make sure you understand how fucked you are, as are a couple of my compatriots waiting just down the hall." Mako whimpered slightly, but set his face stubbornly, causing Jericho to sigh. "Fine then. I'm sure I can leave enough extras for the others to take off."

For the next ten minutes, anyone listening would occasionally hear a gunshot punctuated by a loud scream, followed by relative silence. This pattern repeated until Jericho came back into the passenger compartment with a heavy sigh. "For being unused to pain, he sure is tight-lipped. Heloise, try to keep track of any fingers or toes you take off, we don't want the Gardens Interrogators asking too many questions." He returned to the cockpit, checking their arrival time, before taking a seat and calling up Xerox.

"Think Duncan's OK?"
Crimson's brows would have furrowed if he hadn't had appearances to keep up. Woah, Cin, slow down. What do you mean they have psi blades? I haven't felt any kind of psionics the entire time we've been near this Dooku guy, and lets face it, if they're that strong in them, he'd have to be like some kind of beacon. You know, that sounded dumb now that I think about it. Let me see for myself. When Raven sent his report, Crimson nodded mentally, glad to hear some good news. Keep an eye out for a way for us to hijack a few if the need arises. This many droids has to have some kind of central control algorithm or something.
Seeing the interactions between some of the Hunters at the Arena, I think Xander could break his barrier and befriend them. But which ones are for you to figure out XD
Jack grimaced when they asked where Gabriel was, though moreso because it it was the one loss the crew had all felt more than anything. With a sigh, he started in on the tale. "The truth, Sarah, is that we haven't the slightest clue what happened to Gabriel. Everything I saw was post battle, being engaged elsewhere at the time. We did manage to recover what was left of his suit, but the cockpit was empty. Personally, I think he ejected before his opponent caused fatal damage to his suit or him." He leaned against a wall nearby.

"But that's also entirely a theory. He hasn't tried to reestablish contact, but that could be for a number of reasons."
The Machine's final Answer


Wrath hardly blinked as he exchanged blows with the mechaorganic monster before him, darting in and out of the creature's guard to deliver his share of blows and doing his best to avoid taking anymore hits. He couldn't say that the monster was learning, but it's cunning was able to continue to find ways to exploit the limited openings the Nephilim left in his combat form, continuing to earn him numerous shallow cuts and gashes. Finally, after delivering a punishing left hook to the side of the monster's head, and avoiding a rather painful gutting in the same move, the pair broke apart, though the Nephilim was far from ready to take a proper break.

Gotta end this now. Seeing that the beast had let down it's guard at least partially to attempt to recover, Wrath saw his opportunity. He closed fast, using Rapid Slashes to put his opponent on the back pedal and keep on the defensive. He side stepped a strike from the right, and rolled under one from the left, using a Serrated Uppercut to deliver a decisive blow to the creature's chin, just behind the metal armor on it's face. After a moment of strain, he managed to send it flying upwards, though he had no idea if he'd managed to slice through it's skin and cut it's face into three parts behind the metal.
Still counts. I had a grey and black one pop up in my search, along with a white and grey one.
When I googled Tortoiseshell I got a few different shades as a result. Probably depends on region or something. Because life is strange.
@Zarkun
Well her sister is a tortoiseshell so I thought it was safe to assume she was too XD
Here's a result from google for tortoiseshell which is like...scarily identical to my cat O_O


I see where I got confused. Tortoiseshell and calico cats are similarly colored, but there's a crap ton more white on a calico. Exhibit A:

Far as I can tell, that's a calico. Could be wrong though. She's adorable either way.
@Zarkun@CirusArvennicus


She is indeed adorable, but I'm also jealous. I love calico cats.
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