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Post by Kiet on Aug 11, 2008 19:52:41 GMT -5
An old graveyard that no rarely has any sort of maintenance; the graves are mostly cracked and destroyed, and the names on the few standing aren't clear. For a short time during the aftermath of the invasion the remains of unidentified victims were unceremoniously buried here.
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Aug 15, 2008 23:09:57 GMT -5
A figure named Daigon walks through the graveyard carrying tulips. He come upon a headstone with his mothers name. He stops and looks down at it. "Mom, I hope you can hear me. I miss you everyday. I brought you your favorite flowers. I hope you love them." He places the flowers in the sight of the headstone. "I am doing what we always wanted to do; fighting evil. I am also becoming quite the party animal. Anyways, I hope you can come back to me." Daigon sits a few feet from the headstone and begins to meditate. His mother "died" when two demons stabbed her with spectral swords. Her soul escaped but her body was lost. Daigon meditates to be able to see his mother.
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Post by Alucard on Sept 3, 2008 12:55:42 GMT -5
Kameo smiled down at the man while sitting on the grave stone. Such love for his mother. Kameo looked around the scyth resting against his shoulder ever so gently. "Lad have you seen your mother lately?"
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Sept 3, 2008 19:26:11 GMT -5
Daigon awoke surprised. "Why yes a few days ago. She is a lovely lady. Her blood runs through my veins and her spirit is here somewhere waiting to see me. Oh I forgot, My name is Daigon, what is yours?" Daigon stood up.
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Post by Alucard on Sept 3, 2008 19:44:08 GMT -5
Kameo looked at the man. "The name is Kameo Kameo Daigred." Kameo was curiouse the man didn't seem afraid of a man apearing out of now where holding a scyth. How interesting.
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Sept 3, 2008 19:46:00 GMT -5
"May I ask you something? Is it my time or did you want to visit someone?"
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Post by Alucard on Sept 3, 2008 19:51:19 GMT -5
Kameo looked down and smiled. "No you have time left. But may I ask what brought you to the conclusion my name or the Scyth?" Kameo liked this man.
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Sept 3, 2008 19:58:46 GMT -5
"The scythe. Death is the only character I know of that carries a scythe. No mere man can carry it or he can expect his end. Though it seem pretty cool."
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Post by Alucard on Sept 3, 2008 20:04:22 GMT -5
Kameo blinked and smiled. "Would you like to hold it?"
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Sept 3, 2008 20:07:21 GMT -5
"Will it end my time or did you null its effects?" Daigon looked at the scythe with curiosity.
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Post by Alucard on Sept 3, 2008 20:10:55 GMT -5
Kameo laughed. "Don't worry I am in human form right now it's just a weapon at the moment the power is through me." Kame stretched out his arm with the Scyth in it. "Just don't touch me I guess the graqveyard is a place where I can't really controle my holding back 100 percent."
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Sept 3, 2008 20:16:26 GMT -5
"Okay" Daigon reached for the scythe carefully. "It feels light." Daigon turned around made a light vertical slash with it. "Very Balanced, Is this your weapon of choice?" Daigon turned back and stretched his arm to Kameo.
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Post by Alucard on Sept 4, 2008 17:31:12 GMT -5
Kameo shook his head. "No." Kameo took the Scyth it seemed to disapear as he pulled it close.Kame stretched out his left hand opened it palm faceing up. a vlack orb formed and then stretch takeing the from of an odd sword then took shape of every detail then regained color. "This is my weapon of choice. But it's the Scyth none the less." ], Death's waiting hands (sword)
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Post by Sirus Gilren on Sept 4, 2008 20:37:43 GMT -5
"Nice. Hey would like some pizza and pasta for dinner? I made it before I came here. It's very warm. I also have pie for dessert; apple and pumpkin. Afterwards I can show you the sword of dragons."
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Post by Alucard on Sept 4, 2008 20:43:37 GMT -5
kameo smiled it had been a long time since he had a hot meal......who was he kidding a meal at all. "Oh yes that all sounds wounderful."
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