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	<title>Re: Traitors of the Order (IC)</title>
	<description>As he was walking along the beach, Griffin remembered his ear transmitter. He put his hand to his ear, and switched on. He heard the chatter of the other survivors. He suddenly felt much better, knowing his comrades were around. &amp;quot;Hey, hey. This is Griffin! It&#039;s great to hear your voices... who all is confirmed alive?&amp;quot; As he spoke his opened his bag, and pulled out a device with a screen on it. He pressed a button and the display flickered on. It pinpointed the location of all ear transmitters nearby. Crap. All but one of the dots were clustered around one side of the island. The lone dot was his, on the opposite side of the island. &amp;quot;Uhm... I&#039;m on the other side of this island, guys... I&#039;ll cut across through the town and meet up with you. Over and out.&amp;quot; He frowned. Do people really say that? &#039;Over and out&#039;? He hoped he didn&#039;t sound like an idiot. Pushing those thoughts aside, Griffin headed toward to lights of the town.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Zeno</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:23:43 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Private RP [Dashmiel and Hiromi]</title>
	<description>Part of being a just and successful ruler is to be a good negotiator. Part of being a good negotiator is being able to read people&#039;s movements and body language.  Ozymandias was a very good negotiator. He noticed immediately that his question had struck a nerve. He could see by the tensing of the woman&#039;s muscles and the way her eyes went blank that he had asked something she did not want to hear, perhaps ever. He looks at her face, noticing how tense it is. How the jaw muscles are softly clenched. He looks away from her face and takes another look at the space directly behind her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time concentrating as hard as he can upon the edges of the haze, slowly but surely he discerns two great shapes. A few seconds later the shapes are filled in by what seem to be very blurry feathers. Ozymandias blinks his eyes, and sees clear as day, two great wings upon her back. He blinks again to be certain his eyes do not deceive him and stares into her face once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiles at her, trying to put her at ease, for he does not mean any harm. And when he speaks, his voice is lower still but calm, steady, and entirely non-hostile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, I ask that questions because...I can see your wings.&amp;quot;</description>
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	<dc:creator>Dashmiel</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:18:55 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: When Hell Has No Vacancy......(MORE PLAYERS NEEDED :D)</title>
	<description>OOC: (How did the demoon get on the roof if the place was surrounded by an electric fence and without the rest of them knowing? At the prolouge of the RP it was mentioned they didn&#039;t have flight either  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Max had been deep in slumber, after a &#039;night&#039; spent making sure things got fried before they breached their &#039;fort&#039;, he was more than happy to occupy a corner of the room. He had taken the first aid kit as a pillow, sleeping in an uncomfortable manner with his arms folded around his weapon and two Desert Eagles tucked beside him: One his and another borrowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  His eyes stirred for the briefest of moments as the gunshot rang throughout the building, almost going straight back to sleep until he realized they were no longer back in November. He struggled to lift one eyelid, that single auburn orb scanned the rest of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Things were quiet in here, he was half expecting to see a rotting limb protruding out from one of the windows but there were none. Brushing the sand from his face he took one of the silver guns, unlatched a canister of flammable gas from his weapon and began to painfully stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He wasn&#039;t a morning person to begin with &amp;quot;...heck was that?&amp;quot; he asked the room, taking in a deep breath of stale clammy air.</description>
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	<dc:creator>flickery</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:15:22 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Dracula's Love~[IC]</title>
	<description>OOC: Is Dracula is in his room? cuz if is not, then Ferdian is going to where Dracula is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D looked at Anderson Smashes his phone on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;TRAITOR!!!!&amp;quot;Anderson yelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#039;Blake...did betrayed us? And Mina was with this after all?&#039; D thought&lt;br /&gt;D&#039;s Hand was shaken but it was not fear, but Anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Enemy approaching, orders sir&amp;quot;. Church soldier said&lt;br /&gt;Anderson looked down the hall, and saw Blake running straight towards them, Anderson smiled, &amp;quot;Shoot at sight!&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front soldiers knelt down, taking aim, and opened fire from the M16 guns, but they couldn&#039;t match the speed which Blake was running, and they couldn&#039;t get a clear shot at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&#039;ll deal with him, myself, the rest of you, report to the front against the lycans and Vampires, tell them my new orders are to advance, and show no mercy, what-so-ever!&amp;quot; Anderson yelled, drawing both his long swords, and then he charged toward Blake, &amp;quot;Die you bastard! Traitor!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anderson was running in to Blake with Full speed&lt;br /&gt;D reloaded his pistol and take out a vial from his pocket, and pour the liquid on the sword. However it was not a holy water...but apoison from Cobra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;All right Punk, there is consequence for every action&amp;quot;D yelled&lt;br /&gt;D hold his sword horizontly and sprint toward Blake&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And you should have thought deeper about consequence YOU&#039;LL get!!!!!&amp;quot;</description>
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	<dc:creator>purple777</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:13:23 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Kingdom Hearts: A New Beginning IC 2</title>
	<description>Mobius lets out a low chuckle, all outward appearances of his mental instability were gone. &amp;quot;And tehn I go and take care of them...so you may see how tehy stand up to real power.&amp;quot; Mobius says clenching his right hand, it glowed eeariely as his blood red armour came up over his body, his cape taking on a black sheen and it has the Dark Heart symbol on it. &amp;quot;Afterall who better than your right hand to show them what power truly is?&amp;quot; He asks laughing and changing back to his slightly smaller armoured self. All accounts back to his insane almost clown like attitude. &amp;quot;Now who to maim next?&amp;quot; Mobius laughes his creepy laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow smiled and did a front flip slashing his sword into three powerwilds, he then came down and released a dark wave that killed another 13. &amp;quot;What, I&#039;m just better with a sword is all.&amp;quot; He says shrugging.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Shadow Slayer</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:12:29 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: A Single Traitor ((IC))</title>
	<description>Cipher nodded to Zee. &amp;quot;Good to see you aren&#039;t dead yet from either them or your driving.&amp;quot; He gives her a half-smile. &amp;quot;Of course I&#039;m not one to talk.&amp;quot; He chuckles a bit reminded of the recent accident he had been in, he cracked his neck as he got up. &amp;quot;And this...doesn&#039;t look like much.&amp;quot; He says inclining his gaze towards Mattox. &amp;quot;You can do better.&amp;quot; He says to Zee sitting back in his seat and taking a cookie from the plate.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Shadow Slayer</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:05:08 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Old Habits Die... Never. (Sign Up)</title>
	<description>Warning, this is my first created roleplay on this site and is also slightly twisted and horrific. If you are the type of people who loves this kind of stuff, then this is the roleplay you should check out. If not, please do yourself a favor and keep out. Now to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction&lt;br /&gt;I&#039;m not the kind of person to make a forty-five page plot here, so I&#039;ll make it short and sweet so you all can know if you&#039;d like it or not. You are a person, obviously, but not just any ordinary person. Your character has one type of major mental illness with them that has brought you to the largest insane asylum ever created. The rooms are shoddy, the guards are abusive, and all you have in your mind is one thing... escaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the fun begins&lt;br /&gt;Your rules are simple.&lt;br /&gt;1. Meet with the other characters&lt;br /&gt;2. Escape from the asylum from whatever means necessary&lt;br /&gt;3. With the help of your new... &amp;quot;friends&amp;quot; hunt down and get your revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be in charge of the outside forces such as guards, alarms, hitmen, bodyguards, yada yada yada. That is, unless one of you want to partake, in that case, just send me a private message and we&#039;ll get things hammered out. I&#039;m not setting much guidelines. I just want you to make a few attempts to post a week. If the whole team is moving and you aren&#039;t here, we&#039;ll just assume you left with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is very open and if it&#039;s in the reality range, then it&#039;s possible. No superpowers or magic in this Rp guys. Sorry, but don&#039;t feel like being a D&amp;amp;D nerd in this one. When I mean realistic, I mean no bending steel bars or blowing up peoples heads with your mind. I&#039;m not going to be too picky on this, but I&#039;ll let you know if you are getting close to crossing the edge. If you would all send me the following, that would be terrific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;br /&gt;Gender:&lt;br /&gt;Age:&lt;br /&gt;Description(Appearance):&lt;br /&gt;Mental Illness:&lt;br /&gt;Reason for being sent:&lt;br /&gt;Personality:&lt;br /&gt;Prowess: (This means what your character is good at for those of you who are mentally unstable already. Ex. Excellent linguistic skills, Very strong, Savage Fighter, etc. and so on. Please limit to one.)&lt;br /&gt;Bio: (This is optional. Don&#039;t feel pressured.)&lt;br /&gt;Other: (This is just extra stuff you want to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I think that&#039;s it. We got the plot, the few rules, the description page... if there is anything else you want to know, feel free to contact me and if this isn&#039;t something you want to be a part of, completely understand.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Dementedsoul</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:05:03 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Frail Equilibrium [Ooc and Sign Ups]</title>
	<description>Woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepted! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright everybody! I&#039;ve worked my ass off and there is the first post. I&#039;m dead tired from having a lot of homework and like... appreciate my work dammit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the best I could do in starting things off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit by bit, the history will be revealed through the beginning of each of my posts. It&#039;s like Frelia is reading the story so yup... tried being a little creative there &amp;lt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cohort, your character is neutral for now but later on, there will probably be a point where he decides to step in and do what he thinks is right. Technically still neutral but w/e. Hopefully, you can make it so the Scythe does something to affect both sides, etc. -Rambling due to braindeadness.- And.... that&#039;s all for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Goes off and dies somewhere.- x.x</description>
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	<dc:creator>SeraphimLullaby</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:04:58 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Kingdom Hearts: A New Beginning IC 2</title>
	<description>OOC: sounds good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shien smiles &amp;quot;I see how it&#039;s gonna be. Well then lets see if you can keep up with me.&amp;quot; Shien runs at a powerwild digging OWA into it flipping himself over it and using that he spins in the air casting a few fira spells destroying about 15 heartless before he lands. When he does he looks at shadow. &amp;quot;Your turn.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen looks at Mobius. &amp;quot;He&#039;s nothing but a tool to us. He&#039;ll weaken the brats while we see what they&#039;re capable of. Then we&#039;ll send in Chromosone and Xark to see how they stand up.&amp;quot;</description>
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	<dc:creator>Magix</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:00:12 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((OCC and Signup))</title>
	<description>Very nicely done, Ben. I&#039;ll await Twisted&#039;s say as to if you&#039;re accepted or not, but it looks good. My only request is that you don&#039;t make the Infiltrator&#039;s Umbra/Penumbra the only official espionage sect. However, like our Military might, seeing as the Insiders are particularly well suited to that sort, they can be the primary source of it. That&#039;s all I have to say though for the moment, so we&#039;ll see what Twisted says.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Aderas</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:58:31 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Dragonball Z universe rpg</title>
	<description>In the blink of an eye, he had transported himself from his clients&#039; spaceship and in the midst of some rocky canyon, &amp;quot;Is this what the whole planet looks like? No wonder it&#039;s backwater...&amp;quot; he mused to himself as he floated upward. Like Goku, Taven was taught the instant transmission technique. That was how he had come directly to the planet from the ship. Unlike Goku, Tave had had a lot more practice with it. He never needed his own ship, not when he had such a nifty little technique to get him around, &amp;quot;This guy&#039;s supposed to be a prince, and he picks a backwater nowhere planet to live on? Oh well, it&#039;s his life... at least for now anyway.&amp;quot; he said, placing his right forefingers to his forehead. It didn&#039;t take long to find Vegeta, or what Taven thought was Vegeta. He located the two highest levels of power of planet, and guessed that one of them had to be his target. Since Vegeta was supposed to be some big shot Saiya-jin, he had to be the one with slghtly higher energy, but there were half a dozen other powers wth him, including the one very near to equal. Only an idiot would attack now. For now, Taven decided, he would just keep a beat on Vegeta, and strike when he was alone.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Mozenrath</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:52:57 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Frail Equilibrium [IC]</title>
	<description>Frail Equilibrium [Ooc and Sign Ups]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great blessing of mankind are within us and within our reach; but we shut our eyes, and like people in the dark, we fall foul upon the very thing we search for, without finding it.&lt;br /&gt;-Seneca &#40;7 B.C. - 65 A.A.&#41;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World was a beautiful and thriving place, with many beautiful people in it. &lt;br /&gt;With beauty though, one must remember that there is always ugly closely following it. &lt;br /&gt;Harmony, kindness, and love among the humans wasn&#39;t uncommon and everyone usually got along. &lt;br /&gt;Murder, thievery, and hate among the humans wasn&#39;t uncommon either… Though the percentage of crime wasn’t anything too serious and could be considered almost rare. &lt;br /&gt;Everything was as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the few things that put a damper on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they say though, nothing lasts forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, an unexplainable desire to hate, steal, and kill filled everyone&#39;s hearts, giving rise to a world void of balance between &amp;quot;good&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;evil&amp;quot;, “right” and “wrong”. Pure chaos was seemingly favored and strangely, many were content with this alteration in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who accepted this change were humans that didn&#39;t question things though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These humans were the type to accept whatever came their way and kept their mouth shut, figuring it was better to go with the flow than resist it. Though not all humans were affected by this -their beliefs, will, etc. stronger than the rest- they could do nothing but watch the world around them fall to pieces…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[For the Guardians]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Awaken… Awaken magical beings… The time has come for you to walk the Earth once again. You must locate the next guardian in line to become the Bow and Arrow and bring them to the Interstice of Humanity where the Orb of Life resides. This must be done within five months time and no longer, no less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is there the Divine weapon will come into their power and have the ability to change this world for better… possibly worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is up to you six to ensure that this person makes the journey there safely. We are not sure if they are informed of their destiny… so do not be too surprised if they seem skeptical of you all at first… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared to use any means possible, should they resist you… this is our only chance at restoring this slowly deteriorating world to its former glory… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you should be able to sense this person if you are nearby. Your marking will react in some way to their own seeing as this weapon’s essence is starting to become more prominent in their body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not fail us… for if you do, terrible things will occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish you a safe journey Divine beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Start, Frelia]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl’s eyes fluttered open, revealing languid blue hues. What a strange dream... she thought and yawned. She had fallen asleep in class again, but that was to be expected. Working and going to school was not the easiest thing for her, especially since she wasn’t exactly the best student around. Tests were passed back, and Frelia let out a groan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to her, the person received a high score and the girl couldn’t help but be a little envious. She wasn’t stupid; she was rather bright in fact. The teachers often wondered why she never did well in class; she always provided good insight when discussing certain topics so they never understood why she didn&#39;t apply herself more. Maybe the only reason she didn’t do as well was because she didn’t even care about school in the first place. It all seemed rather dull and repetitious to her so she wondered why she even bothered coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s because they would’ve wanted you to… a nagging voice in the back of her mind informed her cheerily. That’s true… Mother and Father would’ve wanted me to be well educated and prepared for life… she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what kind of life is this…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since her parents were killed during the sudden boost in crime streaks, Frelia had been taken in by her aunt out of sympathy and it that bothered her to no end. She didn’t need sympathy. Her aunt loved her, this she was sure of, seeing as she was very protective of her and tended to shelter her from the horrible things that went on in the world by directing her attention elsewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though other things in life often distracted Frelia, she was no fool. She could sense the change in the air and nearly feel what was coursing through the people. It bothered her at one point, but she pushed it away and thought of something else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the bell rang and the girl shot up out of her seat, filled with a sudden enthusiasm as she collected her things. School may have been over and she had a crappy job to go to, but she figured it was better to deal with crabby customers than a variety of annoying teachers. Soon enough, she found herself walking down the crime infested streets, her face shoved into a book as she made her way to her job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was reading the Legend of the Divine Guardian Weapons for the fifth time that week. It had always been her favorite story as a little girl and she always kept coming back to reading it word for word, fascinated at the thought of such beings saving the humans and whatnot. This was one of the many ways she had escaped reality and for now, such an escape was what most sane people needed.</description>
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	<dc:creator>SeraphimLullaby</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:52:02 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Kingdom Hearts: A New Beginning IC 2</title>
	<description>Mobius walks next to his master. &amp;quot;he didn&#039;t seem as cheery as he should&#039;ve been.&amp;quot; Mobius says shaking his masked head. &amp;quot;I wonder if I could with one of those balding jokes...or some death.&amp;quot; He says chuckling a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow shakes his head. &amp;quot;Oh come one, I landed perfectly how could I be jealous of you.&amp;quot; He lightly nudged Shien away from him laughing a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOC: Decided Shadow should be letting down some walls for Shien at least they seem to be friends , atleast moreso than Shadow feels for teh others.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Shadow Slayer</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:50:22 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Silent Song (Raven &amp; Twilight Private RP)</title>
	<description>2017 MS February 2nd Tuesday 0900 hours&lt;br /&gt;There stood a guy in white military uniform. Long sleeved uniform was dressed tidily and the person with calm faced saluted the higher-ups. He was filled with short briefing and given some pages of papers for more details. He had none to question while he doubted a little a human could possess the ability to attract aliens from other worlds. With a word of goodluck given in the end, he saluted those who assigned his mission and he left the room. Along the hall way, there wasn’t so many of members in white uniform like him since he was part of First Class mobile suit pilots. First Class pilots were few in number yet great in fights. As he kept his pace normal, he came across a group of whose uniforms were red. They were Second Class pilots. Those who wore white uniforms were always respected by others and thus, the group saluted the guy in white uniform. He saluted back to them calmly as he continued walking. After passing a few more blocks, something came across his mind and he altered his direction. To the hanger he headed. He arrived to his destination in a short moment. Setting his eyes on his war machine which was accompanied by many other mobile suits along with people dressed in dark brown uniforms. It was a uniform for technicians and engineers. He knew he was not going to see his machine for some time. “We’ve killed many yet this time, I alone am going to kill someone”, he whispered to himself. Then he wondered if he actually was to kill a human with his bare hands. He thought couldn’t go far for it was interrupted by a man’s voice he heard, “Hey... checking out your baby ?”. His eyes moved to the man after a blink. It was a member of his maintenance team in dark brown uniform which was a bit dirty. He was saluting the person in white with a smile on his face.  The technician was pretty friendly although the person he spoke to still maintained the calm face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai - “Ah yeah, just saying goodbye I guess…” and gave a salute back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technician - “I heard you’re going to earth”, he said as he stood next to Sai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai - “That’s correct, I’ll be leaving soon enough.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technician - “Another mission huh ? Good luck and shall I do the final check on your machine ?”, he asked as he casted a look at Sai’s mobile suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai shoke his head slowly with his eyes closed - “No, this time I’m to go without it… But thanks anyway.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technician nodded - “Don’t worry, I’ll keep your machine shiny.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corners of Sai’s mouth moved or rather curved a bit as he was going to smile - “Please do so…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he casted his last look at his machine and left the spot. He headed straight towards his room. Many of males and females he saw on his way, they were all in dark green uniforms and also in dark blue uniforms. Those who wore dark green were soldiers and fighters. The ones in dark blue uniforms were from intelligent and communication department. They all saluted Sai and he did the same back to them. Now that he arrived to his room. It wasn’t anything fancy. Atmosphere was quiet and open. A cloth cabinet embedded inside the wall, a small table, a set of computer and other devices on another table, a bed and there was nothing more other than a bathroom. He looked at his watch and he had about 45 minutes to prepare. He drew out a suitcase from underneath his bed. Putting in some clothes and other necessary items, suitcase was packed up. His room wasn’t untidy though he would just leave it as it is if it was to be messy. One last thing he needed to do; to get changed. He changed into a long sleeved black t-shirt and dark blue jeans. Stroking his hair a few times, he didn’t look messy while he doesn’t look neat and tidy either. Now he was ready to leave, he picked up his suitcase and stepped outside. The door was locked as it was shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went down to ground floor of the military building and there was a vehicle awaiting his arrival. It was no new vehicle for Sai as he was quite familiar with it. Vehicle’s door opened as Sai approached and inside was his friend with soft smile telling him to get it. Sai smiled back and took his seat. The person driving was in black uniform, a First Class space marine,  a good friend of Sai since Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rey - “You’re not going to leave without a goodbye, are you ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai - “Ah not if somebody has been stalking me all the time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rey laughed - “You wouldn’t call the person who’s kindly taking you to airport for free in his car a stalker huh ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai also laughed - “I didn’t expect you Rey… I thought I would end up taking a taxi or so.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rey - “You know I keep an eye on my friends.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai - “I say both eyes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept talking for a while until they got the airport in their sight. But Rey went silent for a bit and then he came with a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rey - “Sai… Are you really going to kill the girl ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai looked at his friend through the corner of his eyes and he looked straight again - “Yeah, if I must… If it was true that she’s the one to attract threats towards man kind…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rey interrupted - “Do you think it’s true ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai - “… I have to see it for myself Rey.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rey nodded - “Yeah, as expected from you… Now which terminal ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai took out his flight ticket - “Hmm… Y24.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Rey dropped Sai in front of the terminal. They said goodbye to each others shaking hands. Sai believed it was better if his identity was hidden so he used public transportation. Actually, he could have used a military personal shuttle. He headed to checkin counter and got his passport and ticket stumped. A military personnel was considered as VIP and so Sai could travel around freely without a passport. Anyhow he could use either his passport or ID card since he was still in Whites. When he had finished checkin, he had a few more minutes before his flight. Being in a place where they were many people made him a little uncomfortable for Sai enjoyed quiet places. He sought for a place where he could at least find small measure of peace and silence though it was impossible. He walked towards a wall where no one was standing nearby then he leaned against the wall. His face was covered behind his hair as he looked down to his feet waiting for time to pass by.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Sai aka Raven</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:50:21 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: welcome to the year 2175</title>
	<description>OO: does any protester want to be my teacher?</description>
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	<dc:creator>happy me:]</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:48:50 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Vampire Academy RP {Always Accepting. Need more players!}</title>
	<description>Well.. That&#039;s not too hard for me&amp;quot; I say.  I flash invisible for a second, then turn solid again.  I look up at the dimming sky.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Ken</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:48:23 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: A school for creatures of the night (anyone)</title>
	<description>I feel her slide my boxers further.  The tip of my wang barely rests under them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&#039;t stop there...&amp;quot; I say in answer to her.  I slip a finger into the side of her panties.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Ken</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:46:22 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: The Seige of the Free Lands OOC</title>
	<description>Name: Zen Vulgad&lt;br /&gt;Age: 28 but can alter appearance to look like a normal old man.&lt;br /&gt;Race: Mage&lt;br /&gt;Looks: Dresses in a black hooded cloak, he has blue eyes, bright red hair and a scar on his right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;Profession: One of the last master mages&lt;br /&gt;Weapons: Magic mainly but he also carries a staff used as a cane.&lt;br /&gt;History: Trained in secret he wasn&#039;t know as a master. He was a low rank master. Not being know allowed him to escape and he seeks refuge in Kotir. He hides the fact he is one of the last remaining masters.</description>
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	<dc:creator>Magix</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:44:44 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Trapped on an Island.</title>
	<description>&amp;quot;Do you think I can read it sometime ? You look a bit sleepy , let get you to bed. &amp;quot; I said , and helped her up . &amp;quot; Its hard to ride the first time you know . Your ass might be sore tomorrow .&amp;quot; I laghed and remember my first ridinglesson. Affter that I said I should never ride again but I couldnt keep myself away from the stables .</description>
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	<dc:creator>Emizzle</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:42:33 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Re: Frail Equilibrium [Ooc and Sign Ups]</title>
	<description>Name:  Hunter Pendragon&lt;br /&gt;Age: Appears mid-20s Actually 423&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Male&lt;br /&gt;Weapon: Katars.  Hunter&#039;s weapons are elaborate and well taken care of, made of a translucent and glass-like metal that becomes more opaque as they reach their core.  The blades have dragon motifs engraved along their length, and the hilts are shaped like claws, wrapping a half turn around his wrists.  &lt;br /&gt;Side: Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and its location: Hunter&#039;s mark is simple, two small, vertical blades at the small of his back, but he has hidden it by incorporating the mark in a much larger tattoo.  The actual mark has become the vertical lines in the symbol at the bottom of the tattoo.  The tattoo itself resembles a large winged demon thrusting a sword into  a symbol at the small of his back surrounded by flames, but it&#039;s relevance is known only to Hunter.&lt;br /&gt;( http&#58;//2facedphantom&#46;deviantart&#46;com/art/Leo-s-Tattoo-10171708 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance:  Hunter is a tall and imposing figure at more than six feet, weighing in at over two hundred pounds of solid muscle.  He is every bit as strong as he looks, and deceptively quick as well.  His eyes are a piercing blue and seem almost to see through to the core of one&#039;s being, making his gaze highly unsettling.  Hunter&#039;s hair is long and black and reaches the middle of his back.  He normally keeps it loose, but is known to tie it back during battle to keep it out of his way.  The lower half of his face is almost always covered by a black cloth mask, due to a disfiguring scar on the left side of his face that reaches down to his shoulder.  Hunter also wears a long black scarf loosely around his neck and shoulders.  He commonly goes shirtless, arrogantly wearing his mark in plain sight, but is typically seen wearing a black kimono style top and loose fitting white pants made of canvas.  He&#039;s been known to wear sandals, but commonly goes barefoot.  Around his wrists are elaborate obsidian bracers carved with dragon motifs, and padded with worn leather and bandages.  Around his waist is a plain leather belt where his katars hang in scabbards loosely at his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality:  Hunter has a quietly arrogant air about him, as if he is superior to everyone and knows it, and it commonly comes out in the way he speaks to people.  He is intelligent and manipulative, and enjoys causing people to make tough moral decisions.  Inflicting pain upon others is one of his pastimes, but mostly he enjoys manipulating his opponents into uncomfortable positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio: [I don&#039;t know what the setting is, and everyone else has opted to reveal during the story so... &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other:  Would do anything to save a kitten... nobody&#039;s perfect.</description>
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	<dc:creator>XianEvermor</dc:creator>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 01:42:12 -0500</pubDate>
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