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*-- STOP!!! Don't go any further till you've read both "Incomplete Hunter" as well as "New Lease on Life" to get the needed info before continuing.
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Rico could feel the heat down the back of his neck, and his body's moisture rising. He was sweating with fear.

"Turn around... no more need for running now..." said the voice, with the "crushed glass" voice. Rico was hesitant, should he do it? Should he finally turn ...

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I can't spell, make interesting comments, write, make an even halfway decent plot, or get a good username!

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Edited by: Uncle Pervy  at: 11/4/03 10:07 pm

Ash felt like crap.

As the two travellers, both man and lion, made their way back home, Ash couldn't help but feel like it was the biggest waste of time he had ever experienced.

Now... to add to that... he had just recieved news, from a villager in one of the aptly named "Patrol Route Villages", that while he was away... the entire war had been won. Doma was free again, and he...

He had ...

*fanfare*

Herald: Citizens of Doma, I present to you the ruler of all Doma, King Charles Robert Franklyn Galzern Domanada!

*Charles emerges*

My people! Doma is free! *cheering*

No longer need you fear the shadow of Malachias. He is vanquished! *holds up blades made from the horns of Malachias, then slams them down on the railing of the balcony* Now, what needs to be told to you, my people, is why and how. Why this ...

In the past at other forums, I have done fight threads.

Basically, members of the board give me two different people, things, robots, animals, monsters, etc. and I make them battle. Before the end, I run a poll on who the members want to win, and end it suitably.

If you post up characters, please post up a sheet with a description and abilities. Any odd monsters, give me a little info.

Remember, it could ...

The Day After...

Fuckin' Trolls was all that would come to Ash's mind as he walked along the grassy fields, clad only in his snot-covered shirt and boxers. They, those bastard trolls, thankfully didn't take his boots. But it hardly took away from the fact that he was still running around in his boxers.

The coins in the small reserve pouch (the one he kept tucked in his right boot) jingled together as he held ...

Neither Sher'Khan nor Ash slept that night. The fire crackled on through the hours, giving off a small amount of light to the area around it.

Ash sighed, for he couldn't stop looking back on that failure. He had been a fool to believe that he, alone, could accomplish so much. Without a sword, or some armor... he was pretty much useless.

He couldn't stop thinking about how bad he had looked in his battle ...

pd Rydia (12:14:16 AM): hey, is anyone here good at poetry?
pd Rydia (12:14:35 AM): because someone should write an incredibly verbose ode to Ill Mitch
pd Rydia (12:14:38 AM): because that'd be awesome

If you don't know who Ill Mitch is, go here <p>

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<small><center><font color=navy>Take these broken wings
And learn to fly again, learn to live so free
And when we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up and let ...

(My first writing effort in a while, but overall I’m quite happy with it. See an error, tell me. The stuff on Ki and Chi is not the least bit accurate, nor the description of magic. Fosso Wa is a temporary title for the specially engraved steel katanas Fire Dancers use, and is nothing but gibberish. Doesn’t even sound good. If anybody has a suggestion, I’m willing to listen. Particularly Japanese, since this is supposed ...

All was quiet in the dark warehouse, except for the occasional shuffles of footsteps. The fluorescent lighting which had previously illuminated the room had been decimated by a stray bullet from the SWAT team. What that meant, the so-called terrorist hiding in
corner thought, carefully stroking the pitiful pistol he held in his arms, was that it just made it that much harder for them to see him. Thankfully, he knew that time was on ...