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Tuesday, May 6, 2008
"Come, let us dance, boy. While the night is still young!" The robed man taunted.
The pitter patter of the raindrops on Felix's face did not matter, his vision had not blurred, for it was concentrated with beastial fury on the one thing he wanted to strike the most - his enemy, standing a mile away. His enchanced eyes could still see him, and their minds were connected, what he said, could be heard clearly in his mind. Then, without a second thought, Felix closed the gap inbetween them and even went behind the man. He swung his sword which shined in the twillight, the raindrops giving off a particular sheen. The man caught the sword's blow as if it were the wind. He flicked his wrist, the floor behind him exploded, and carried Felix away with it, he arouse fifty feet in the air, in shock at the man's power. The man then appeared behind felix, threw a punch at his face, and the next second, Felix had been flunged at the ground. Felix sent chunks of the ground flying in every direction as he made a deep dent into the ground.
"Is that all? Pathetic." The robe man looked at Felix, disdain and scorn could be seen in every line and crease of his face. Blood trickled down the middle of Felix's face, watery blood. He had lost the will to fight. His eyes were like gray orbs of nothingness, he knew he was outmatched, and even the miniscule flare of his fightining spirit could not help. "RYYYAARRRGHHH!" Cryed Kinto as he lunged his four-tonne axe at the robed man. The man was caught by surprise and the axe grazed his cheek. He looked insulted. Kinto heaved Felix over his shoulder and teleported away. The robed man hovered in his position in the sky, touching the wound on his cheek. He started to laugh, started to laugh madly, as the raindrops continued to drench him." Ha ha ha... HAHAHA... HAHAHA... BWAHAHAHAHAH! FiNaLLy! A MaN Who CaN ACtUalLY HiT ME! GwAhAhAHAhahHA!!!!"
Twinkle steps in, and turns on the light of the storage room on the third level of the mind "Why are you reading those old, unwanted stories that the creator made? Ken?" The young man with fiery red hair, and two fierce, young eyes which shone with a fire, replied in a very young voice, "Wha?Why not?They're not bad. Besides, what else is there to do in this mind?"
"What else? Everything under the sun!"
Kay like... if you are all thinking, this is just what i would like my mind to be like. Erm... all characters are fictional, they arent even really personas of my mind. so yeah. XD ah this post was too serious. Lapricon.
Peace- The creator
The pitter patter of the raindrops on Felix's face did not matter, his vision had not blurred, for it was concentrated with beastial fury on the one thing he wanted to strike the most - his enemy, standing a mile away. His enchanced eyes could still see him, and their minds were connected, what he said, could be heard clearly in his mind. Then, without a second thought, Felix closed the gap inbetween them and even went behind the man. He swung his sword which shined in the twillight, the raindrops giving off a particular sheen. The man caught the sword's blow as if it were the wind. He flicked his wrist, the floor behind him exploded, and carried Felix away with it, he arouse fifty feet in the air, in shock at the man's power. The man then appeared behind felix, threw a punch at his face, and the next second, Felix had been flunged at the ground. Felix sent chunks of the ground flying in every direction as he made a deep dent into the ground.
"Is that all? Pathetic." The robe man looked at Felix, disdain and scorn could be seen in every line and crease of his face. Blood trickled down the middle of Felix's face, watery blood. He had lost the will to fight. His eyes were like gray orbs of nothingness, he knew he was outmatched, and even the miniscule flare of his fightining spirit could not help. "RYYYAARRRGHHH!" Cryed Kinto as he lunged his four-tonne axe at the robed man. The man was caught by surprise and the axe grazed his cheek. He looked insulted. Kinto heaved Felix over his shoulder and teleported away. The robed man hovered in his position in the sky, touching the wound on his cheek. He started to laugh, started to laugh madly, as the raindrops continued to drench him." Ha ha ha... HAHAHA... HAHAHA... BWAHAHAHAHAH! FiNaLLy! A MaN Who CaN ACtUalLY HiT ME! GwAhAhAHAhahHA!!!!"
Twinkle steps in, and turns on the light of the storage room on the third level of the mind "Why are you reading those old, unwanted stories that the creator made? Ken?" The young man with fiery red hair, and two fierce, young eyes which shone with a fire, replied in a very young voice, "Wha?Why not?They're not bad. Besides, what else is there to do in this mind?"
"What else? Everything under the sun!"
Kay like... if you are all thinking, this is just what i would like my mind to be like. Erm... all characters are fictional, they arent even really personas of my mind. so yeah. XD ah this post was too serious. Lapricon.
Peace- The creator