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Post by baha on Dec 17, 2006 20:27:40 GMT -5
(( DUUUUDEEE IM STEALING THAT STORY IDEA. ))
Elliot laughed, "He was. I'll just ask another question- do you follow a religion?" the Stag now resembled a bloody mess lacking its horns and hooves. He began to dig the eyeballs out, "Want one?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 17, 2006 20:48:02 GMT -5
((Lizzy-Wa: There's someone under the floorboards... Suzume: What? Lizzy-Wa: And I think he loves you... Suzume: What? Lizzy-Wa: No, not you!! The gecko!! *points to gecko* Gecko: Mreeeeeeaaaap! Akira: omg....))
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Dec 17, 2006 22:16:24 GMT -5
( XDDDD I am suddenly so very glad that I chose a guy character for TMA... Unless the Phantom of the Boarding School likes guys.... o.o)
Darishan accepted the offer of the eyeball, and one of them disappeared with a wisp of shadow. "What people put faith in I know as facts, so religion is a relative term to me. There is a hell--several actually--with devils and demons and torture to mortals. There is a heaven as well, but I wouldn't know much about it. There is also something in between... souls drift there before they are pulled either way. Of what laws or punishments that the leaders of these places may have put here on Earth..." Darishan stopped and shrugged. "Who knows? Do you have any specific beliefs?"
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Post by baha on Dec 22, 2006 14:43:51 GMT -5
Elliot grinned as he dug a pit in wolf form, "Well, I believe that when we die, if we had a clean enough life, our souls become part of nature. Its so incredibly peaceful, we consider it our 'heaven.' But if we had become tainted, we only return to the earth... our 'hell.' And for the souls who are past redemption, its soul becomes twisted, and thus it is banished elsewhere, where it eventually manifests into the form of what one would call a demon. I believe in no god, though i believe in a spirit hierarchy. Older spirits, wiser ones, they know enough to teach other spirits."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Dec 22, 2006 15:05:49 GMT -5
A thick blanket of heavier snow started to drift down from above, gently muffling the world in its soft, numbing embrace. Darishan thought of something else then. "When we first came here, I thought you were an idiot. I believe now that I was wrong. It also seems we have a lot more in common than I had thought at first," he said softly in Darishan's own special way of apologizing.
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Post by baha on Dec 22, 2006 22:27:18 GMT -5
Elliot silently pushed the inedible and foul remains into the pit and proceded to bury it, "When I first met you, I thought your were honestly mean. I guess almost everyone's first impression is wrong, since you're trying so hard to be what you're not." he tied up the rest of the meat in a bag made of the skin and fur of the stag, then attached it to the antlers, "You know, for some reason, I got the urge to make a hat out of these antlers... Weird. Wanna try climbing higher or what? I heard Naut'Shinder Territorty has finally cleaned itself up from the battle and we can go check it out. Want to?"
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Dec 26, 2006 0:44:00 GMT -5
"Sure," Darishan shrugged. "As long as Naut'Shinder has no grudges against us still. Last time they seemed a bit bitter towards us," he commented. The war had been exhilarating in its own special way, though not the way he'd care to experience often.
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Post by baha on Dec 26, 2006 1:52:18 GMT -5
Elliot laughed, "Got a ride?" Várk flew behind Elliot and grabbed his sides, lifting him into the air, "Try to get on Várk or something. Now what's something that sounds weird..."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Dec 26, 2006 13:07:35 GMT -5
(Lol, I'd never pass up a good Chocobo theme song! *it starts playing*) Darishan tugged off one of his gloves and put two pale fingers to his lips, emitting an extremely high-pitched whistle. The whistle seemed to travel outwards swiftly. For a few moments there was nothing, but then a great gray bird, about the size of an ostrich, ran up from a snow-clogged game trail to their location. It was a sleek, beautiful bird with long, strong legs and innocent sparkling black eyes. It made a warking sound at Darishan and poked at the ground with its beak as he climbed onto it. "Follow Elliot," he said softly. The chocobo seemed more than happy to comply, and it took to the sky with a few whooshing flaps of its wings.
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Post by baha on Dec 29, 2006 22:45:48 GMT -5
((lmao niceeee)) Elliot laughed, and Várk flew into the sky, towards the distant buildings they knew was the Naut'Shinder Village.
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