05-29-2006, 08:19 AM
Was he a killer? A foul wrestched beingthat killed foul nothing more then the joy of it? No. He couldn't be! This was nothing but a fucking game! Only the most strategic could win! And that was the green machine! Retane was the fucking underdog of the show but he had made himself a mark!
His mark belongs to his cards! Hi heart poured into them! They were his cards of destiny! He stayed back. Out of the two's reunion. He noted the new ones figure from the begining but turned to his cards. He couldn't stay just yet! He felt a heavy burden on himself. He allowed his deck to choose his movement. He had hurt a companion in the mix!
Angered with himself he saw no need to continue the alliance! His companion was with a trusted soul now! He would allow them to have their joy. He hoped his words stuck and drew his cards.
He drew four cards once again. The Jack of hearts King of hearts Ace ofhearts and the 9 of hearts of were drew. His dstioantin was drew. But he pondered how all were the same set! He set off in the distance quickly without being seen. Tjough he left his bread near a tree so they could find it.
He was to figh! It must be it! The mercenary reverted to that instinct! He smelt a victim! His blood pumped! His arm and burns vibrated! He was alived! He wanted to end one! He wasn't a coward! He would kill this night! jHe would allow his slaughter to be kown! He wasnb't a feared hunter.. but he would be.... His Deck of Destiny read so....
His mark belongs to his cards! Hi heart poured into them! They were his cards of destiny! He stayed back. Out of the two's reunion. He noted the new ones figure from the begining but turned to his cards. He couldn't stay just yet! He felt a heavy burden on himself. He allowed his deck to choose his movement. He had hurt a companion in the mix!
Angered with himself he saw no need to continue the alliance! His companion was with a trusted soul now! He would allow them to have their joy. He hoped his words stuck and drew his cards.
He drew four cards once again. The Jack of hearts King of hearts Ace ofhearts and the 9 of hearts of were drew. His dstioantin was drew. But he pondered how all were the same set! He set off in the distance quickly without being seen. Tjough he left his bread near a tree so they could find it.
He was to figh! It must be it! The mercenary reverted to that instinct! He smelt a victim! His blood pumped! His arm and burns vibrated! He was alived! He wanted to end one! He wasn't a coward! He would kill this night! jHe would allow his slaughter to be kown! He wasnb't a feared hunter.. but he would be.... His Deck of Destiny read so....
First and current League Champion: Holder of the Torrent badge of Earth.
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Reb: I think you're a fucking moron OOC
Reb: but I have to hand it to you
Reb: you've turned into a really good writer
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Reb: I think you're a fucking moron OOC
Reb: but I have to hand it to you
Reb: you've turned into a really good writer