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HI. This doesn't exist :(

-Management

Mine unkie is a WANKER! ,>o<, FREEDOM OF THE PRESS! AND DO NOT DENY ME MINE EXISTENCE!

-Lyssy

The Internet is not a democracy.

-The Shadow Government :(

*Blasts the Shadow Government with a flashlight*

-Guerilla Chibi

*Sends in Generic Stormtroopers to take the batteries flashlight*

-The Iron Fist

NOOOO! *flees, and tosses waterballoons at the Iron Fist to rust it*

-Chibi with a MISSION

*Covers Iron Fist with ...

<FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=2>Am just curious really... any one character of mine that people would like a better, more deeper look at?

-Merr- My first rp villain to use in Rpgww. Though he never really got much exposure beyond the first Future rp. Just a few appearances here and there.

-Remarte'- A character that at the time was made just to be kill fodder for Rico, Amana, and McBastard during Hell's Campaign against Amana. He's grown ...

(This is part one of my three or four {haven't decided yet} part fic on Seryntas' origins. Tell me what you think, and spare no criticism.)

A strange man walked down a worn dirt path through fields of grain. The robe covering his gaunt form was gray, though by the look of it, it was apparently once white. The traveller leaned heavily on his old staff, which was curiously burnt-looking. He stopped just two hundred ...

Marianne sighed, looking at her notebook as she walked down the Doman streets. The bills were piling up, and much as she hated to do it, she knew she had no other choice...

Time to write slash again, she thought resignedly. Despite her loathing of the genre, the public lapped it up, especially if she wrote about famous figures. And it DID pay the rent...

Glancing to the side, she saw a restauraunt at which ...

Ash had finally reached Doma, as he stood overlooking it from a small hill in the distance. It felt like years since he had been back there. He, naturally, would take part in the reconstruction. Aiding those who needed it, and helping rebuild some structures.

But Ash couldn't help the creeping feeling, not to mention realization, that so much had happened in the past few years or so.

Hell, to him, it seemed like only ...

<FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=2>What would make a better fan fic?</FONT><FORM method=post action="http://p068.ezboard.com/frpgww60462frm9.processVote?topicID=221.topic"><table border=0 cellpadding=3 cellspacing=0 width="55%"><tbody><tr><td><input type="radio" name="choice" value="1"><FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=2>Johnny the Homicidal Maniac</FONT></td></tr><tr><td><input type="radio" name="choice" value="2"><FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=2>Dexter's Laboratory</FONT></td></tr><tr><td><input type="radio" name="choice" value="3"><FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=2>Rage Against The Machine</FONT></td></tr><tr><td><input type="radio" name="choice" value="4"><FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=2>Nightmare Before Christmas (Sally)</FONT></td></tr><tr><td><input type="radio" name="choice" value="5"><FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=2>The FairlyOdd Parents</FONT></td></tr></tbody></table><P><input type=submit value="Vote"></form><FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=1>Show results</FONT>

Before I begin, I should note if I'm going to do this right, it'll have to be broken up into several posts, so look for more! Also, don't hold back on neat things like constructive criticism. They will be well recieved here!

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<div style="text-align:center">The History of Bes, Anteo and Saedeus</div>

Saedeus, the Scorpion Demon, Necromancer and Shadow Magus. Despite his eloquent, self given title, the demon's story had a decidedly more humble begining.

He ...

((And now, for the explanation of the disappearance of Nai Resh!))

“…and if you need anything, you know how to contact us.” She finished, and turned to walk away. It was true, after all. The IRF had been given a number of routes by which they could contact the Black Market. What they did with them was none of her concern. None of that concerned her now.

But perhaps, when she said ‘contact us,’ she ...

HMM. This is... based off of random insanity and stuff. And maybe the war. Mostly insanity.

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Contrary to popular belief, not all dramatic events occur in the middle of some unusual weather. As an example, I will cite that when the house fell, it was on a lovely, cloudless day, with the sun shining down brightly and the flowers in full glory.

Pity that quite a lot of the flowers were crushed.

The house ...

All it took was a glimpse, just a passing view of the tall, handsome man, surveying the decimation of Doma with cool collectedness. Lisa gasped as her hand flew to her throat. It felt like she could no longer breath...she was utterly capitvated. Those intense orange eyes, that long, flowing white hair...that beautiful, beautiful face. The man's gaze slowly moved across the rubble that was once proud Doma City...and as his gaze fell over the ...