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*is in the neon pink sports car* WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Tahlia yawned loudly as she and Syria made their way back into the hotel rooms, and they could smell the wonders of the kitchen feast being made. "Well... Think we should just relaz untill dinner is finished?" Tahlia asked, guesturing to the love seat in front of the television. "Sure... there's nothing else to do for now." Tahlia and Syria sat together on the loveseat, Tahlia with her arm around Syria's shoulder. Dinner came along soon enough, and the masses of food were piled high on the plates. Rayne of course had the smallest portion, though the rest of them munched wildly on the foods. Tahlia yawned again, barely able to keep her eyes open suddenly. "I'm going to go to bed, guys... See you in the morning." Tahlia walked down the hall and into her bedroom, before collapsing on the bed into slumber. However, her dreams were anything but pleasant. [I][CENTER]A pitch black room lined with dark purple blooms much larger than they should ever be... Feminine figures lined up against a wall... Their faces all hidden by the gloom, save for a single light cast by a flickering lantern. "Ah yes.... the finishing touches on my faithful soldiers... And then the amulet to enslave them completely!" Malicious laughter rung out as one of the blooms spread it's petals. The lantern's flame erupted from the tiny flicker into an all out blaze of feindish potential and energy. All of the figures... their faces.... All of the figures were slaughtered clones.... their faces identical. Tahlia tried to move, to scream, but nothing came, and her body wouldn't respond. For some reason, she wanted to sob, but nothing would come. It was like she was trapped in her own mind. Turning her attention to the blooming figure, Tahlia wanted to scream once more. It was her in the blooming flower...[/CENTER][/I]

Anya barreled down the stone passage, the bared metal of her foot clanking as she went. Dean followed close behind her, shadowing her movements. Anya stopped suddenly, as a whirling blade rushed right in front of them, trimming her bangs. "Anya?" Dean spoke, confused. "How did you know what was there?" "Aren't there more important things to worry about?" Anya reached forward, and snapped the moving blade from the wall. She picked it up, her eyes glimmering once more. "this will be useful..." Anya launched the blade through the air, and deep in the darkness came the noise of something being impaled and stuck to a wall. "Come on! That won't hold for long." Anya grabbed Dean's hand, and she yanked him down the hall, though for for the life of him, the various booby traps along the hall Anya seemed to know exactly where they were and how to avoid them. Anya's eyes didn't seem to be quite hers, either. They almost glowed, and were of an amber hue, and Dean could swear her pupils were slitted. But, Dean just couldn't understand what was going on with her. She'd never displayed this demeanor before, though he could sense a great power stirring within Anya's body. Perhaps the energies sealed within this place were amplifing it? The door to the armory loomed up from the gloom, as well as the sound of something growling. A creature appeared from the gloom, its eyes glowing like coals from a dying flame. Blood seeped from a wound in the chest, as it tried to pry the broken blade from itself. "Dean... We have about a minute before that thing breaks free. I suggest you find your sword while you can." Anya took up a fighting pose, bracing herself for an onslaught. "I can't take it on alone.... HURRY!"

I wish they had like metal limbs and stuff.... and the kimono in blue. [url=http://tektek.org/avatar/34809420][img]http://public5.tektek.org/img/av/1002/d16/0037/73ef393.png[/img][/url]

Inu is one of the sweetest, kindest, most generous people I know. And I have to say, one of the most caring people too. He's a true friend to anyone, until they piss him off lol Just like his Mommy. But, anyway. DRIZZ I WILL TIE YOU DOWN AND THROW YOU IN MY CLOSET IF YOU DON'T POST SOMETHING! You're what I'm waiting on...

OMG Inu called me peeps... after reading all of this. He'll post tomorrow.... And the nakie part was a joke lol :animedepr Of course, I would run around naked..... And then kick ass to get out of jail lol

Inu went home today, and he's going to spend the night with friends. And probably drink. And then go running around naked. I

Well, Update time. Inu went to the visitation yesterday, and the funeral today. He's.... something. I have no idea what to say to him. I have never went through what he has. But, there was more wrong with her. The tissue in the back of her brain had been shrinking for many years, and so that was why in her last months she couldn't stay warm. She never told him, trying to protect him from knowing things that would kill him inside. Inu's 15 year old cousin is the one who found the body. She was found lying across her bed, like she had tried to stand up but fell back onto the bed. Her time of death is 12:30 am. She was found around noon, when Nikki woke up. Nikki had been sleeping in the same bed as Inu's mom. He's more worried about her than anything, knowing she had seen his mom like that. Nikki called her own mom screaming, and Rosie came over running. His mother was already ice cold when Rosie tried to perform CPR. However, the underside of Inu's mom was warm because of the waterbed being heated. Regardless, she didn't feel a thing. Inu had dyed his hair pink when his mother died. He was rocking it out in spikes, like his mother had loved him to do. He gave a speech, and spoke of her in high regard. Inu is devastated. I'll be sure to tell him you guys send him your love.

I should be Metal Pimp. XD UPDATE! Inu is... handling things. I have no idea if he's handling it well or not. He and his sister are going to make arrangements today around nine in the morning. His sister is going to do her hair and make-up for the funeral. Inu keeps saying it doesn't feel real. He keeps thinking any time his mom is going to just give him a call and say she's sorry for the bad joke gone too far. Inu's mom was one hell of a woman, and trust me, God help anyone who pissed her off lol She had a lot of health problems when she departed. Her heart's left ventricle had atrophied, she had cardo-vascular disease, and there was massive swelling in her brain. She couldn't work because of her back and the immense amount of pain she was in. Regardless of this, she's not hurting anymore.

KG, Her race would be more like A species AND a class. like this: Race: Were-wolf/ human Class: Barbarian Something like that. just edit a little. otheer than that, it's fine. Lycanthropy isn't a class itself.

He's not okay. But I'll be with him, so don't worry too much.

I just hope i am doing people's characters right too.... With Chibi's I know i'm taking some liberties, then again, the heart when in love makes us do funny things.

"Hey, Babe? Do you think this will look good on me?" Tahlia held up a studded colar, and oogled it imensely. "Put it back... We're shopping for school clothes... not to be in some fetish magazine." "Aw...." Putting the colar back on the shelf, Tahlia moved to the next rack, though Syria crossed her arms. "Do we have to go to this store? It's not... 'in' crowd friendly." "Who the hell said I wanted to be in that mob of people?" Tahlia retorted. "OOOO!" Tahlia grabbed a pair of pink sneakers from a shelf, and Syria sighed. "At least it's not that collar..." "Careful, sweetcakes, I might put you in handcuffs tonight." At this, Syria blushed like mad, and Tahlia smiled. "Come on, I'm only joking... But seriously, think these are kind of cool?" Syria eyed the pink shoes, and shrugged. "Eh.. yeah. Just find some good accessories if you're serious about your look while in school." Tahlia crossed her arms. "Well, we need to get into all aspects of the school, right? I think the goth crowd would be good for me. What about you?" Syria shrugged. "Some one who's not in a clique? I guess being just a nobody and unoticeable is fine by me." "A nobody, huh? Well, keep in mind you're a somebody to me." Tahla walked around the store, picking out various articles of clothing, eventually spending well over two hundred dollars. "Come on, let's get some ice cream. I'm starving!" "Ice cream? How about one of those prezels we passed?" Tahlia smiled. "How about both?" "Works for me!"

Anya struggled to a sitting position, her right arm was trashed, and the other barely functioning. Her clothing was dirty and shredded, and she gasped when she realized who whe was with. "Dean?! Is that you?" "Anya... how did they get you?" Dean observed her, his eyes shining with concern. Anya snorted. "Please. It's just my arm...Easily replaced with a tidy sum." Anya's eyes shimmered for just a second, though Dean wasn't sure just what it was he saw in her. "So, fearless leader. How ya been? Enjoying your oh so luxurious accomidations?" "Yeah, tons." Dean smiled, at least Anya was still full of fire, even in this situation. "Now, let's work on getting out of here." Anya said, and Dean stared at her in shock. "How the hell do you plan on doing that?" Anya giggled. "These asswipes insured my arms aren't working properly, but forgot one key detail. I've upgraded my legs too." Anya lifted one of her legs up, and twisted her body to touch the toe of her boot to the chain attached to her reasonably intact arm. Dean watched as her boot tore apart and the sole melted away, her foot glowing hotter than the brightest fires. "And clip clip clip!" Anya stated, the chain link melting away, releasing her. Anya tore away from the wall, and Dean winced as he watched her rip her own wrecked arm off to do so. Anya sat down on the floor, and began to use what she could of her good arm and heated foot to fix her broken one, melting things back together, pinching wires, and various other things to repair her arm to the best condition she could. After some time, Anya lifted up her arm, and jammed it into the empty socket, crying out in pain as it connected back into her nervous system and reverberated through it for a few seconds. After the pain had passed, Anya looked to Dean, and tested out her arm. It moved well enough, though wasn't at 100% like she had vainly hoped. It wouldn't be able to take much, though it was better than nothing. After, she used her repaired arm to do the same to the other, successfully restoring it to near perfect conditions. "Ready to get out of here?" Anya smiled. "Looks like I get to play hero again... though it will be nice to get the hell out of here with you." Anya's eyes shimmered again for but a second, and Dean could swear they had reminded him of dragons. "It'll bring back some memories... TIME TO KICK SOME ASS!" Anya gleefully stated as she freed Dean.

Tahlia had entered her room, though she hadn't thought it would be so glamourous. "Well... This is nice..." Tahlia shrugged, and opened her suitcase. She looked through her things, and realized nothing was too appropriate for being a high school student. She picked up a white dress shirt, and tossed it on the bed. Undoing her corset, she tossed it up on the ceiling fan. Staring at it for a moment, she then smiled. "Nice decoration..." she commented to herself and picked a black lacy bra from the mass of clothing. After putting it on, she pulled the shirt around her and buttoned it up, sure to show off her 'endearments' and then she put on a pair of black slacks. Satisfied with the clothing, she grasped a pair of designer glasses, these of course looking sheek and anything but geeky. After all of this, Tahlia pulled her hair back into a ponytail with a scrunchy patterned with skulls. Then, it was time for the bright red pumps. Tahlia then decided to show off her look. "So, think I could pass for a school girl?" She asked, walking into the main room where Rayne and Anue were playing some kind of video game. Pausing the game, they turned to look at her, their eyes widening before Anue burst into laughter. "Maybe a Sorority Slut..." She breathed between laughing fits. Rayne's eyebrows forrowed in confusion. "Are you serious?" Syria at that moment walked by, and stopped to stare at Tahlia. "You.... you..." Talia walked over, and placed her hand on Syria's chin, closing her mouth. "Close your mouth... It's a bit rude." Tahlia Said, and licked her lips. "Come on with me... We need to go shopping for some clothes while the stores are open." "O-okay..." Syria responded, still in shock.

that's a real possibility.... i wonder what Inu has cooked up for us.... he's even keeping it a surprise for me....

Tahlia chomped onto her steak, savoring it. "We really should be getting ready to go..." Tahlia remarked to no one in particular. Syria snorted. "Please. They're expecting us. No need to rush into something when they know we're coming." Tahlia scooted closer to Syria, leaning over close and licking her cheek clean of the dribble of egg yolk. "EW! QUIT IT!" "Mm.. yummy..." Tahlia teased, a wide smile on her face. Syria wiped off her cheek, grimancing, and glancing over at Damia. "Just... tone it down a little... okay?" Tahlia shrugged. "Sure thing, whatever you want." Tahlia didn't scoot away, though she ceased her antics. "So what's the plan when we get to the school? I mean, not all of us look like young enough humans to be students." "Well... we're going to need false identification and forged documents, just like them. They know our faces, and it's not like we can shapeshift our human forms to appear as we like, though we can assume they can. We also don't know the extent of their abilities. More than likely, neither do they. But, I assume Taryn and Anue beat their assailants up pretty good before they got away. Naturally, with two of them down temporarilly, they won't attack us until they're at full strength again." "No shit, Sherlock. Thank God the school doesn't have uniforms, or we'd have a problem." Tahlia jiggled her boobs, laughing. "The girls like the air." "So does Syria. She's oogling them like a fat kid does cake." Rayne said, and Syria threw a throw pillow at him as he laughed and leaned out of the way. "Anyway.. Let's get ready We head out in an hour to handle the forged identities..." Tahlia cocked her head. "How are we managing that?" Rayne smiled. "The same friend who gave me that map."

I think If Tahllia dressed more girlish rather than LOOK AT MY CLEAVAGE! she could be a student.

OOC: And long posts are good. I like it ^^ Tahlia stetched, and walked into the living room, her long black hair looking mussed and as if she had just gotten a world class endeavor in the sack. She wore no bra or panties, merely an oversize dress shirt that covered her lovely convctions. "What's going on? Where is everyone?" Rayne shrugged. "Anue went to the store, and I have no idea where Taryn and Syria went." "Huh..." Tahllia walked over to the coffee pot, and poured herself some. Downing it in one gulp, she showed no signs of apprehension from her dreams. "Blech... this stuff is nasty..." "Then why are you drinking it?" Rayne asked. "Because I need my caffine." Tahlia quipped. Rayne shrugged, and started talking to Damia again. Tahlia went about her buisness, and finally went back to her room to dress. Pulling her usual attire on, she laced her corset tight, and then pulled on her leather pants and high heels. On exiting her room, she sat down on the couch, drinking more coffee. "Tahlia... you might want to get some different clothing..." "Why?" Rayne smiled. "How do you feel about high school?"

Inu and I worked out some of Tahllia's past, so that's another surprise waiting in the midst. I love the silent hill idea...

*giggles* Thank you, Allamorph, for that all important service announcement. Sucks I wasn't let in, but i hope for the best for your RP Raiha.

hmmmmm i like it. Maybe it's someone's mommy in the RP....

Tahia had long since fallen asleep, though her dreams were far from pleasant. [I][CENTER]A trail of blood spanned before her, almost as if a dark invitation to walk along it. Dark storm clouds rocked the heavens, lightning crashing and striking the ground around her. People littered the ground, their eyes glassy, their bodies broken. Looking down, Tahlia could see her hands and arms were caked in blood. Tahlia could feel heself having touble breathing, panic and disbeleif setting in. Something moved behind her, and she whirled around, if only to see a figure moving away from her, covered in blood, just like her, though it's face hidden in shadow. "No! Please don't leave me!" Tahlia cried, running at the figure, to follow it away from this place. When it finally turned to her, Tahlia screamed. It was her own face she saw upon the gutted torso.[/CENTER][/I] Tahlia woke up screaming, clawing at the air, still lost within the dream.

now that's awesome. And seriously creepy lol

I have an idea. How about we go to Athens like Anue suggested? It would be kind of cool to incorporate some different mythologies into this. Maybe our next target kills humans just to kill them.... or maybe he kills addicts and such claiming them to be too weak and pathetic to deserve to live? I know Rayne would go for it. Would anyone else? Another idea is maybe a demon is attacking school buses. Now that's dark and kind of what this RP needs. Then we can establish some heavy plot and everyone can kick some ass. OOOO DEMONIC CHEERLEADERS!