I r Jelly.
I'll see you there.
Things... >_>
Hey, would you mind changing my picture in the Synchronicity RP to this...
I went and saw it. It was actually really good.
"Now why would we do that? They don't have your name written on them. And honestly, I don't think you deserve them." Raphael engulfed himself and Julie into a huge wall of flame. He took Julie's hand and began to run toward the gates of the city. He shot multiple blasts of fire at Varil. Whoever this man was, he needed to be dealt with. But not here. He needed to lure him outside of the city so he would't hurt anyone.
"Please Julie, we don't want you to get hurt now do we? You barely even know how to use your new toy." Raphael side-stepped around Julie. He put the ring on his right hand and snapped his fingers. A small wall of flame appeared between them. He snapped his fingers again and seven balls of flame appeared around him. "Julie, I hope you know how to fight."
I can't because I'm on a phone :D
Offended me? No. You would know if you offended me. I've just been busy with school lately.
Oh my. I never thought I'd actually see someone else who liked them. ^_^ Jibun Kakumei by Miyavi
4 - 10? Well, now I really can't wait. Still hoping for Zack and Genesis, because I'm one of those "people with bad taste in games" who adores VII.
Yep, that's mine at the moment. I can't even sneeze or so much as let out a cough.
I'm gonna go with the Mysterious Figure theory. Because I can... >_>
Mary Without Sound by Motion City Soundtrack.
See, if you're experiencing talking furniture, a blue dog that can understand and everything a human says or does, or mail that turns into TVs, you need to go to an asylum.
Emile looked back at her with disappointed eyes. He crouched down and started feeling around the ground with his hand. Finally, he found it. Another string. He jerked the string up. This was his only back up. Earlier during the first days of his sentence, he snuck into the guard's quarters and planted magic infused explosives. Luckily he got said explosives before the maker was executed and his room searched. He had planted all of them and wired them all to a detonator by the gate. He attached a string to the detonator so he could use it from a distance. He pulled the string. After a few moments a large explosion sounded out in the prison. Half of the prison was blown away in the explosion. The only ones left now were the prisoners and a few guards. He had never wanted to use this plan. He watched as the prison went up in flames behind Meiko. "I am determined to leave, whether you like it or not. But I know you. You won't stop. So, I'm going to have to get rid of you for the moment." Emile bent over and retrieved the knife. He stood up and put his body in a stance.
"Exactley, it doesn't have to end in violence." Unkown to Meiko, Emile had set up a trap. Many thin, small, transparent strings, were tied in such a way that if one was cut it would bind Meiko where she stood. These strings were of his own creation. A little side project that had kept him busy in prison. They were extremely strong and cut only be cut with an extremely sharp blade. The knife he had was absolutely perfect. He stood up. "This is goodbye Meiko. It's been nice living with you insane humans." Emile made a motion with the knife to his neck. Almost as he was about to slit his throat, he threw the knife on the ground, cutting the main string. Immediatley, the rest of the string came flying toward Meiko. They began to quickly wrap themselves around her wrists and ankles. "I doubt this will hold you for long, but this should give me some time to escape. Goodbye." With that said, he began walking toward the prison gates.
And how's that?
Yeah, they make the actual movie somewhat darker in overall color.
Emile immediately jumped over Meiko and landed behind her. He started running out the door. If there was any place he would rather fight, it was a place with more space. He used the axe and his momentum to smash through the door. He could smell fresh air. He was now at the gates of the prison. He was surrounded by large walls and the dead bodies of prisoners lay there from the last riot. He looked around. He picked up a small knife. He favors this far more than a large, clumsy axe. He waited for Meiko there. He sat down and criss-crossed his legs. He was hatching a very deadly plan in his mind.
