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Post by Bumble Bee on May 30, 2008 5:41:58 GMT -5
ooc:lol lemme find the history i t ped up for him so where do we s tart off at?
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Post by Marluxia teh Petal Princess on Jun 4, 2008 6:36:30 GMT -5
Screams ran through the village, jerking her from her sleep. The peaceful pattering of rain on her roof was replaced with the rumbling of thunder and flashes of lightning. And screams. In her crimson nightgown, she went to the doorway to see the terror. Her home, her beautiful village. Villagers scattered as a creaking filled the air. Her gaze shot to the right. The dam. Her jaw dropped slightly, but she had hardly passed breath before it burst open and the water exploded outwards. She gasped, frozen to the spot as she watched the floodwater invade her village. Knee-length gold hair was plastered to her face with rain and tears as she watched, helpless. It had been too late. Had she awoken earlier, she could've saved them.
No, she told herself. This was destiny. Nothing could have saved the village.
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Post by Bumble Bee on Jun 4, 2008 14:06:20 GMT -5
The Man moved on his motercycele a loud rumbleing behind him from the exhaust as it came to a slow stop. now what he asked himself as he went out and examined the moter before he attempted starting it again when he notuiiced, the fuel gauge was on E. Bad luck, hethought as he picked his small bag up his black hair in his face as he walked into the woods knowing there had to be someone nearby, but he noticed something, the ground was wet and squishy, very
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Post by Marluxia teh Petal Princess on Jun 5, 2008 19:47:16 GMT -5
It shouldn't have happened to such a peaceful place. There had been no war there, and it was isolated from the rest of the country. The village was filled with kind and generous people, who loved their ruler unconditionally, and she loved them in return. She helped the farmers in the spring, she helped to nurse the sick and old, and when a new family needed a home, she was the first to step up and help because she felt that, as the princess, she was obliged to help them. To her, they were family, and she loved them as such.
The next morning, she stood in the sunlight. She watched her people clean up the ruins, preparing to start the rebuilding. A sweet wind blew that morning, bringing a rain of cherry blossoms. They fluttered around her and she closed her eyes, drawing energy from the Kaze no Tama, Jewel of the Wind, that hung around her neck. She ran her fingers gently over the sky blue crystal. It pulsated with a soft glow as if contented with its master.
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Post by Bumble Bee on Jun 6, 2008 14:46:11 GMT -5
He moved through the trees tubleing over a few peices of large sticks into the village looking aorund, it was dam, more damp here. he sighed and glanced around at the people working quietly " Scuse me " he snapped hands in his pocket
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Post by Marluxia teh Petal Princess on Jun 9, 2008 5:41:58 GMT -5
"May I help you?" Tsunako appeared behind him, studying his every movement. He was not a resident of this village and it was quite obvious from his style of dress. There hadn't been an outsider in the village since before Tsunako's reign.
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Post by Bumble Bee on Jun 9, 2008 5:50:01 GMT -5
"Yes i 'm looking for somewhere tokill my Motorcycle up, its empty and now i'm stuck walking" he said ssti.ll not looking at her
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Post by Marluxia teh Petal Princess on Jun 10, 2008 3:56:07 GMT -5
"Motorcyle? I've never heard of this creature you speak of. Please, explain it to me, Outsider." Her sky blue eyes held a confused look, still studying his movements.
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Post by Bumble Bee on Jun 10, 2008 5:44:34 GMT -5
He shrugged " It ha stwo wheels a motor and runs off of gasoline, simple enough " He snapped turning around and faceing her still that same dull look on his face
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Post by Marluxia teh Petal Princess on Jun 10, 2008 14:14:23 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, I still don't understand." She shook her head. "Hmm.... My name is Princess Tsunako." She bowed her head slightly, and it would have been as if he was talking to the Queen Yuna from the City. After all, this girl did bear a striking resemblance to, not only the queen, but the Princess Liciana, who disappeared on a trail ride when she was six.
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