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Fire"Hey man, it was a good run this year. We just didn't make it in the end." I listened to my teammate drowsily,  the effects of the vodka still very active in my veins.  "We can do it better next year. I'll train harder over the summer." I respond automatically, not really caring.  Another year, another loss in the playoffs, whatever really.  It could just be the alcohol though. whenever I get too drunk, I start to think about things too abstractly anyway.  "Well, I'll see you on monday." "See ya." I watch him stumble away from the fire pit.  I remember now, to all the parties we've had back here. There are a lot Fire
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Unrelated, Unusual, Uncommon"Look out!"  Black Mage shouted as Bahamutsvittahlamalistan shot a giant tendril of flame towards Fighter. The tail of fire nicked him on his neck.  "Frickin' giant demongod, just die already!" Fighter shouted his war cries as he charged in with his sword.  "I've got your back Fighter!" Healer shouted from his protective zone in the rear.  "Fighter, let's hit him with everything we've got!" Black Mage pulled out his darkest magic, one that made every single cell erupt, leaving its target a swirling mass of liquid and formerly-human bits.  Fighter pulled out his Epic Artifact sword that his father, who was also hi Unrelated, Unusual, Uncommon
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Simon's Night“One, Two, Three, Four, Five, six, seven, eight, nine, Ten!” I fall to my stomach. I’m not sure exactly when I started doing pushups and situps before bed, but that doesn’t matter anyway. It’s a ritual, and I wouldn’t be able to sleep without it.   
“One, Two, Three, fo-UWA!” Bonk! My sweaty hand slips and I land flat on my face.  “Nng… oooo…” I rub my nose with my left hand. “Hmm?” I look at my hand.   
Blood.   
Ah, shit. A nosebleed.   
“Tissue… tissue…” I get off the hardwood floor and walk up to the door. Simon's Night
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Cherry Blossoms in White FogFog fades the distance of our vision. The distant sound of religious flutes beckons us; the unseen sirens heralding our doom.   
As we walk further into the mystic haze, we slow. Apparitions appear and disappear within seconds, just beyond the sightlines. A tall woman, clad in some sort of robe stands just a few feet out of sight, long enough only to catch the sides of her form. A small girl, two swords adorn her dress. She appears not once, but several times, all around us.   
In this grand delirium, who is to say what is real? Shall I declare the apparitions enemies and strike forth? Should you attack them on sight? &nbs Cherry Blossoms in White Fog
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And Then Soul was The Infected

Fri Mar 13, 2009, 6:26 AM
Friday. To me, It means freedom. See, during the weekdays, I know I must do work. I become SRS FCKING BSNS. That leaves my weekends for the days I want to ~Take It Easy!
Sadly, Today and yesterday I did neither. I've been sick. Some sore-throat with a ton of phlegm in the throat as well.

I am not enjoying myself.

On top of the Biggest Research project of the year that is due in April, which we only got ONE month for as opposed to my friends who got THREE months to do it, I'm sick.

Boo-frickedy-hoo. No breaks for me.

I keep telling myself to do something during my vegetative state. I keep telling myself to write during my vegetative state. I haven't. It looks like I won't. Touhou always gets to me before I write. Well...

Projects:
Project DesuQuest: (Pre-production) Well, It's not on hold anymore. Hackers and Internet cultures collide. Avatars aren't scrapped yet, though just because I took your description down doesn't mean it- or you - are in the story.

A Yukkuri was in mah backwoods...(On-going) Well, this is what happens when the internet meets my mind. I just sat down one day and started writing. There is no point. There is only- TAKIN IT EASY... I need to write another one soon.

The Play *no title yet*: (Early Production) So I'm writing a play. I haven't gotten much farther since last time. Major theme: Religion.

Ben Sawicki: (On-going/Stalled) Boy, cop, hell, I don't know where I'm going with this one. Don't be surprised if you never hear of it again.

Apocalypse *Working Title*: (Stalled) This is the grandaddy. The first thing I failed horribly at writing. EXPECT never to hear of this again.

Various other things: Whatever catches my fancy.

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  • Listening to: Nothing currently.
  • Reading: The Russian Revolution
  • Watching: Toradora. I know, I know.
  • Playing: Touhou and Touhoumon.
  • Eating: Not Hungry.
  • Drinking: Sprite Zerp. Yes, that was intentional.

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Lol wuts dis? Tell Devart bout me? Well theres not much to tell. I spend my days on IRC with people I've never met who are like family to me. In my off time I do nothing, occasionally writing and once in a blue moon I might draw something. I'm a 16 Year old average High School male. Thats about it I guess.

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    ~SoulR34ver Feb 13, 2009, 5:55:20 PM
    Derp. Yes my shenanigans. What about them? I'm no where near brave enough to post my Yukkurisa here. It sucks ass.
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    *KriegsaffeNo9 Jan 29, 2009, 7:29:54 PM
    Love for the watch, Soul!

    --
    True, the shield might block the occasional sword blow. However... “If I were to pick up this cowering-plate, I would have to put down my second sword,” a Scotsman thinks. “And surely that is madness.” -- Team Fortress 2
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