Mr Sinister
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Post by Mr Sinister on Jan 22, 2007 11:41:38 GMT -5
Maderas had been walking in this cold place for a good while now, the stench of the zombies went past him as the wind blew.
"Argh..filthy creatures" he mumbled as he walked. Still..he was eager to see who this woman was, and being in his own realm made him think of old times he had here. Laharl was up ahead of the zombies, his old castle could be seen afar.
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Post by boogieknight on Jan 22, 2007 11:53:50 GMT -5
Boogie twirls his staff like a baton, the icy blood pumps faster in his veins. This was unlike how he has been for most of his life. Typically, he was cool and collected, with a perfect pokerface. However, as of late he found that as he developed and enhanced his magic power he has become much more expressive and open. Could it be that he was simply getting drunk from his newfound power? Yet, there was something about him that was unique: For most spellcasters, using magic was as strenuous as physical activity. However, when Boogie used his magic, he felt elated. Perhaps if he had learned magic in his youth, his life would have taken a dramatically different course.
Boogie leans back in his chair, deep in thought. While he didn't regret his time as a loner, having others around wasn't so bad.
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fatima
Prinny God
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Post by fatima on Jan 23, 2007 14:53:46 GMT -5
Emily looked at Boogie for a moment. She hadn't known him long, but snapping to action didn't seem his style. Of course, he was about to go up against Maederas... and quite possibly the Prince if he got insulted. Emily quietly hoped that it wouldn't come to life and death, but she went to the window to scout things out.
Taking an eyeglass, she saw the massive swarm and Prinnies, Zombies, and the person in general. An anime sweat drop fell down her brow.
"A... Aramis, what did you tell the Prince? There is an army headed this way!"
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Post by boogieknight on Jan 24, 2007 18:02:30 GMT -5
Boogie steps up beside Emily and squints hard, he sees the advancing and smiles, "Ah it's just the Prince and some prinnies."
He steps forward into view and calls out, "Greetings, Prince Laharl!" He bows slightly, "How goes the effort to assert your claim to the throne?"
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Post by Zombie Jeff on Jan 24, 2007 18:24:04 GMT -5
"Only that someone was in Maderas' castle. I didn't say anything too inflamitory."
The smart zombie had taken the liberty of putting away the rubricks cube, and had found some mack up. It had aplied its to itself, but made it look like a clown. It was, howeer, hopping up and down gleefully.
Aramis was peaking out, and saw the "army"
"Thats just my zombies, I told them to folow Laharl so he wouldn't notice me runing away!" he obviously thought himself to be quite clever.
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Machina
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Post by Machina on Jan 29, 2007 17:32:54 GMT -5
Laharl neared the castle in question, his brow raising as he noticed a figure calling out to him. Who was it? He didn't recognize the form too well, but he had seen him lurking about the castle on a few occasions.
"You!.. What's going on here?" Laharl demanded as his horde of demons and prinnies came to a halt behind the young prince. He held a sword in one hand, the other was clenched at his side in his usual angry manner; his facial features tight as he awaited response.
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Mr Sinister
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Post by Mr Sinister on Jan 29, 2007 18:11:44 GMT -5
Maderas notices two figures up ahead, he couldnt quite make them out but as they got closer he recognized one. He walked up by the prince, he had a feeling it might have been her. he thought "Emily huh?..what would she be doing back here?". Still she does look rather lovely.." He stood there in thought, giving a slight slight but cold look towards the both of them, showing little of his fangs.
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Post by boogieknight on Jan 29, 2007 22:16:35 GMT -5
Boogie remained calm, Laharl in a bad mood was like a grenade with the pin pulled out. The best one could do was be out of the way when he exploded. He puts away his staff as he explains, "I was training in the area when I happened upon this castle. I saw an odd little creature enter the castle and I snuck in after it. The lady of the house is a former wife of your servant Maderas, and in your absense maintained it."
Boogie steps to the side, gesturing to the castle, "By all means, confirm I speak truthfully with your own eyes."
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fatima
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Post by fatima on Jan 29, 2007 23:02:43 GMT -5
The wafting smell of the feast drifted over to the front door where the Prince was... and where Maederas was. Part of her wanted to rip his throat out, but knew manners demanded more of her. She stayed inside, out of the cold, but her long white ears perked at the cold gaze of Maederas.
There was only one thing she could think of...
Her honey smiled returned as her long vampire bride dress "whooshed" to and fro as she welcomed her guests. Her hands folded in front of her as she kept her optimistic nature strong.
"Good evening, Your Majesty! I was told to expect you! I... wasn't quite expecting you to be so young, but I'm sure you'll find tonight's menu quite delightful!" she beamed.
With a deep curtsy, she meant all the respect in the world, but the bow also flashed her low neckline and her full chest.
"I am Emily Romanov... so you are the noble, kind, soul who put Maederas under his thumb?"
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Machina
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Post by Machina on Jan 29, 2007 23:45:44 GMT -5
Laharl shifted a few steps back as the woman approached, his mouth agape as he fumbled for words.
"Get, Get away from me!"
He could see why Maderas would be interested in such a woman, but he, himself, had no interest in the adult female; it was far too much for him to take.
"Don't come too close..."
Laharl crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes still trained on the female; not really taking notice of the other male who stood near her. He was unsure of how to react, the scent of the dinner that had been prepared wafting to his nostrils and he was, indeed, very hungry.
"Well, what is this all about?"
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