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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2006 6:42:47 GMT -5
Thank you and welcome youoko to the spell of shadows. Thank you haunter and by #d-ness i meant 3d-ness
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2006 10:26:26 GMT -5
Two months later. Tariq looked around at his handiwork and smiled. The city was finally rebuilt/ At last he could avenge the one he loved. He walked into a store and requested food, male clothes and female clothes incase he found her again. He strode out the store his pack significantly heavier. He looked round for his horse. Quickbolt was nowhere to be seen. “Oh no I left him at the mountains.” He released taking ot the air. “I msut hurry.” His four wings billowed with air as he shot off towards the Silver mountains to find his steed that had carried him miles. He only hoped that Quickbolt had found food and wasn’t hurt. If he was htne it would be all Tariq’s fault. “No it would be Enigma’s fault.” Said the angel side of him. The demon side growled malevolently as the left eye turned to red in anger. “Knock it off you two or I shall have to seal you in your stones.” Tariq whispered. “Hey you two why don’t I let you out, but only if you promise to stay by my side and not fight.” Both of his other forms reluctantly agreed. Tariq smirked as he released the two spirits he had contained within him. Two sets of energy came out of him one set white and the toher black. The ballls slowly began to form the two ethereal beigns that had fought as enemies a mere two months ago. Yet not they were on the same side. For now anyway.
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Post by Haunter 360 on Jan 21, 2006 13:14:35 GMT -5
Two months! That's some time... He's lucky if his girlfriend is still alive, that horse will be a pile of bones by now! How did he forget about his horse for two whole months anyway? I'd have thought it'd be a better idea to rebuild the city, AFTER saving the world... After all, the darkness ain't gonna wait till he's finished, while the city can... Then again, he's a ten-year-old, you can't expect that much from him... Ah well, I complain too much. Write more whenever you want!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2006 15:21:33 GMT -5
Nah i liek your coomnets. < yeha i gues she shoudl of, but i hate stories where the hero does almost everything right. So he goona get some things wrong.
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Post by Haunter 360 on Jan 22, 2006 13:26:37 GMT -5
Yeah, that's a fair point. I mean, perfect heroes kinda suck... Anyhow, carry on whenever you wanna! ... Oops! Already said that, like, several dozen times.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2006 15:32:59 GMT -5
Ilrian stared at the group for a moent before turning to the minions that failed to stop the angel and Tariq. He shot a torrent of fire and burnt them all to a crisp. He pulled a small pocket of dust form his pocket. “Darkness be born ,creatures take form, power of Entioch hear my will.” He hissed chucking the dust to the fllor. Each four specks that hit the ground transformed into a pool of black liquid. As Tariq’s borther focuse on each of them they began to take form into creatures you only reafd about in books and others you only saw in your nightmares. He looked regretfully into the pouch. He was runnig out of Entioch’s special powder. He would have to be wary with it’s use form now on. Afterall as Ilrian knew enticoch was not one to give much of his powder away. He remembered Entioch’s words well. “My servant if you need more of my powder then bring me a soul of greta power drained from a great beauty.” Was what the might being that had formed the stone of Carnock had said with his cold rasping voice. Ilrian knew what he meant. The soul of the chosen girl. He snarled and slammed his fist into the cold stone. He looked at his minons and chose a powerful Chimera and Cerburus and told them to go to Tyraniar and help him. They did his bidding and stalked off very quickly. “Tyraniar hear me I send two beast too help thee treat them well and thou shall get more.” He growled into the stone. “I hear and obey my master.” The were dragon replied his blooded fangs showing.
Tyrnaiar laughed his master was giving him just what he wanted. Soon master would become servant. It was going all to plan. Soon he would destory his master and have Entioch at his feet. He laughed a cold cruel laugh and sat on his sotne throne.
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Post by Haunter 360 on Jan 22, 2006 16:14:47 GMT -5
Heh, Ilrian should've known that no good would come of killing his own minions... Wait... He's after the heroine! Oh crud. Hurry up Tariq! Anyhow, don't keep me in this suspense. Keep writing!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2006 16:29:33 GMT -5
Is thew heroine sernea thoguh and if it is doesn't ilrian alreayd have her. Her being in the custody of charinoth the entrancment demon.
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Post by Haunter 360 on Jan 22, 2006 16:59:22 GMT -5
That's sounds dangerous... Tariq will have a hard time against an entrancement demon! Anyhow, keep writing when you want. This sounds like its gonna get reeeeeally exciting soon... Awesome!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2006 11:30:32 GMT -5
Heh i think it might. Afterall his first real abttle gaisnt a fearosme foe comes soon.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2006 12:14:17 GMT -5
A few minutes later he heard footsteps outside and the two beasts walked in both fierce and thirsty for blood. Tyraniar laughed. “Perfect now my beasts wait by the entrance to my cavern.” He growled. The beats bowed onto one knee and went off to guard the entrance to the Caverns of Croytak, no, The caverns of Tyraniar.
In the distance the temptress who ahd captured the fair maiden saw the shaodw mountains. She laughed with sadistic pleasure soon she would be back with her master and her crush. She knocked Serena to the floor by kicking her in the shins. Hse laughed again before sitting down and settiing up camp for herself and chucking a few scraps to Serena. “Oh yeah I forgot I tied up your mouth oh well looks like no food or drink for you AGAIN.” The demoness cackled. Serena looked at her she hadn’t been fed in two days and was very weak. All she had for the past tow days was a mouthful of water. She couldn’t survive much longer.
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Post by Haunter 360 on Jan 23, 2006 13:32:42 GMT -5
Yipe! Not nice... Well, keep writing whenever you want. This story's great!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2006 16:57:09 GMT -5
Thanks haunter i think it isd your reaidng andf m5's writng of her sotries that kepps me going so i thank you.
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Post by Haunter 360 on Jan 23, 2006 17:23:18 GMT -5
Heh, no problem Blaze! Only too happy to read!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2006 13:19:11 GMT -5
Yep and i only too happy to write
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