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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 13, 2006 18:13:16 GMT -5
Blood red eyes stared at the shimmer moon as a lonesome figure sat on the rooftop of a rather large building. It seemed to be a female cybunny staring at the moon. She ran her fingers through what used to be neck length hair...it had grown quite a bit...almost to her shoulders now! The female cybunny had something in her other hand.
It seemed to be something shiny since it sparkled in the moonlight. A gem? Yes, a rare gem. Usually stealing stuff would take her mind off of things...but actually it did nothing at all. What happened to the thrill of it all? Her blood red eyes closed slowly. Maybe she was getting bored of her work.
Her attire seemed to match her dark personality. A black plastic/leather type material that zipped up in the middle had no sleeves but matched well with the matching pants made out of the same material. She also had the boots and fingerless gloves to go with her outfit.
Something was on her mind...but what was it? She had a deep concern for someone she met. She also had problems with that stupid agency. They'll be hunting her down soon...her week was almost up.
"Bree what have you gotten into yourself this time?" she asked as she opened her eyes to stare at the moon, "well let's rephrase that...what has Con gotten you into?"
Ooc||Sorry for typos, errors etc.
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Post by Dani on Jun 13, 2006 18:17:48 GMT -5
(hmmm who to pick .-.)
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 13, 2006 18:18:45 GMT -5
Ooc|| Hello Dani...I'll wait for you to pick. I wanna pull someone else in...just don't know who yet...
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Post by Dani on Jun 13, 2006 18:20:23 GMT -5
(I dunno who to pick actually .-. maybe I should manipulate Aroniti into something)
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 13, 2006 18:24:31 GMT -5
Ooc||Hehehe...well I'll wait! I'm good at that...I'm currently waiting for my dinner too! It's like 7:24 and I'm still not fed!
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 13, 2006 18:28:24 GMT -5
Ooc|| I have to go...parents make me clean my room too much. They have sooooo many excuses it's not even funny anymore...they are depriving me of my roleplays1 Soon I'll be nothing but ashes after this!
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Post by Dani on Jun 13, 2006 18:30:06 GMT -5
"Do you normally speak to yourself?"
A raspy deep voice came from the other side as a tall bulked figure sat on the hinges of the rooftop. He wore faded ash baggy jeans and a dark blue shirt over his body. His skin was a dark green and his eyes loomed a very dark crimson. A deep gashy scar drapped over his left eye. His horns were rigid and broken. He has a few outlines of lighter greenish-gray on his belly and face. His tail was half-furred as a few bones stuck out. His hair was outlined with black and green and tufted out. He has a big tuft at the end of his tail.
(I suck at describing damnit >_0
Aroniti is a mutant ixi >>)
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 14, 2006 16:05:11 GMT -5
Bree quickly turned. She grabbed something out her pocket. A pencil? Well it was a pencil until her marking started to glow. It then became a kunai. It was her favourite weapon out of all of them. "Who wants to know" she asked as her blood red eyes were fixed on the mutated creature, "and my my don't we just look handsom" Of course she was being sarcastic about it.
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Post by Dani on Jun 14, 2006 16:42:54 GMT -5
A sly grin ceased upon his lips as she pointed a pencil then a kunai at him. "No one in pedicular I suppose.." He remarked before a light sneer came at her second comment. A simple roll of his eyes as he stepped off the wall and came towards her. "Such a cunning remark coming from the likes of you. You shake at the instant of a voice and presume they are out to get you--And I don't want to hear your damn problems."
He mumbled and eyed her slightly as he got closer to her. "Go ahead and put that Kunai in me, it'll give me another trophy to handle in my grasp." He grinned deviously.
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 14, 2006 16:49:37 GMT -5
"Do you see me shaking?" she asked, "I'm on defending myself because around these parts you can't relax for a moment" She smirked. "And I don't intend on hurting you at all" she said, "and I'm not about to tell you about my problems...it's not how a swing boy"
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Post by Dani on Jun 15, 2006 7:36:23 GMT -5
He laughed and shrugged slightly. "I wouldn't know or care to know actually." He eyed her up and down and took a step back. "So what are you so jumpy for?"
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 15, 2006 14:40:08 GMT -5
"Jumpy?" she asked, "I don't think I'm that either...and besides a girl like me is never safe out on the streets...especially when you got the name 'Bloody Tear' and 'Imaginary Friend'" She smirked and then turned the kunai back into a pencil. "Seeing how you're not here to kill me I guess I can drop my weapon" she said, "but if you pull anything on me..." She stopped in sentence...maybe she could use this guy as a practice doll. She wanted to control the marking completely.
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Post by Dani on Jun 15, 2006 17:52:16 GMT -5
He began to chuckle once more to her comments and heaved another shrug of his shoulders. Crossing his arms as he eyed the girl up and down. "Never heard of ya actually." He bluntly told her, not at all amused by her. He cracked his neck and sneered at her last statement. "Or what? Pull some elastic stunt on me hmm? Be my guest."
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Post by Poison Flower on Jun 16, 2006 14:50:19 GMT -5
"Hmmm...how long have you been in the city?" she asked, "do you even live in a house with tv...ever read the newspaper...listen to the news on the radio?" She stared up at the sky. "I'm an art thief, a jewel thief etc." she said, "Not many know I'm almost a murder because I don't have targets...they're just victims of an accident...you could me the next victim of the little 'accident'"
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Post by Dani on Jun 16, 2006 18:26:27 GMT -5
"Long enough actually. I don't watch the news or pointless things as that. Never really enjoyed it, and they usually bore with the same old damn thing over and over." He tilted his head and laughed once more to her last comment. "Oh petty little victims of accidents you say? How interesting..Oh is this a threat I hear? Oh boy oh boy..Be my guest sweetheart. I'd like to see what you call an 'accident' I'm sure I'd love to enjoy your attempts to slaughter me."
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