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Post by Sarekuma on May 23, 2006 15:50:03 GMT -5
 : hello sareki Sareki: hello young man ?: I'm going to cut to the chase. You has been quoted saying you'd like to continue *throws grenade* but you are currently developing a new franchise RP Sareki: no. You are a lying ass-bag. I never said I was going to do anyhting of the sort. ?: well, you have said multiple times that making a new *TG* is a likely possibility. Sareki: yeah. I am currently working on a small spin-off of it that will be completley different from any other RP I have done, yet still keeps to the formula of *TG*, ?: will you be releasing any info on it. Sareki: no But in the coming weeks I probably will, let me just say you will have to make comepletley different characters. ?: just a little info. (warning the following has been edited to fit situation) Sareki: sure,.fine. me and sam will push bone with passion in the next throws grenade. ?: awesome, so will it have a love stroy Sareki: **** yeah. me and itzimna will go butt hole in the next one. massive reck..tal....intermission. ?: well thankyou for the interview Sareki: screw off |
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Post by The Arabian Knight on May 23, 2006 15:59:36 GMT -5
sareki. . delete the last part with my guy in it.
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Post by Sarekuma on May 23, 2006 16:04:03 GMT -5
lol. ok
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Post by Itzimna on Jun 7, 2006 12:36:38 GMT -5
....What....the....****.
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Post by Sarekuma on Jun 7, 2006 22:35:13 GMT -5
yeah that was *shot*
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Post by Sarekuma on Jun 8, 2006 15:13:13 GMT -5
Feeling came back into the cold body of Sirexith. His cloths were no longer wet; his broken nose did not hurt. The wound from his leg no longer bothered him; It was no longer there at all. He breathed slowly taking in a mouth of full air; letting it back out and once again taking it in. The air was perfect; it didn’t take the feeling out of his nose yet still kept him warm. His eyes shot open to the sight of pure darkness, everlasting darkness. But no; off the corner of his eye light was present, on the ground and some on the walls. Soberly he rose from the mess on the ground he was, before him lay not the presence of three enemies. Before him lay doves flying off into the sky, no sky but only darkness. It was if he was in a room that stretched form miles yet all e would see was darkness. He wasn’t on that planet anymore, not in that universe anymore. He looked to the floor that had the light coming from it. It wasn’t hot like a flashlight; it was more like a glow. A Stained glass painting on the floor; The frightening reality took him….
Feathers stretched across the circular floor that led to two black wings that took up the largest space on the panel. In the center of the two large wings was a tiny looking head; long hair flowing from it. “Sareki Generosa Oneriku”. Suddenly the picture disappeared and thousands upon thousands of crows flew from the floor; seemingly magical. The picture was replaced by the two figures Sareki and Sirexith. Only something was different; The Hair of Sareki was bleached black and a scar similar to Sirexith’s was placed on his brow. “Let’s make this quick Sirexith, the whole wants only one of us to be his student, that means that one of us has to die,” A strange voice that came from the painting. “One attack. No re-do’s …….listen…..this Is stupid. I hate this cliché crap” the voice from the floor boomed again. Suddenly the black haired Sareki popped up from the floor with one jagged blade at the tip of his hand. The blade was completely different from Lumen or Atrum, nor was it even a scimitar. The man swung his blade at Sirexith that shot a ball of dark magic that ripped through the air and bended reality. Shot hit Sirexith as the orb of black flew towards him, it gained mass as it came at him. Sirexith countered with a blast of light magic, extinguishing the blackness in an instant. Does this guy really think he can defeat me……..
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: hello sareki
