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Post by Demon Angel on Mar 27, 2007 18:46:12 GMT -5
Mischa stood at the ledge of the highest tower of Angel's castle. Her obsidian demon wings were folded neatly. She was patiently waiting for the Leader of the Spider Army to get there. They were to consult about the upcoming event. It was, once again, to choose who would fight for the armys.
Her pointed her pricked up when she heard footfalls somewhere behind her...
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Post by iamthewalrus on Mar 27, 2007 18:59:50 GMT -5
Rather than the Spider Army Commander, the footfalls of (nameneeded) stopped directly behind Mischa.
"Is the Army Leader late?"
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Post by Demon Angel on Mar 27, 2007 19:06:04 GMT -5
"Yes he is late, Master." Mischa said to (nameneeded). "he's probably reading as always."
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Post by iamthewalrus on Mar 27, 2007 19:08:07 GMT -5
"Figures..." she mumbled. "So what did you drag me out of my suite for? I'm not in the mood to deal with anyone for the time being..."
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Post by Demon Angel on Mar 27, 2007 19:11:11 GMT -5
"We need to choose new members for the armys."
More footfalls came behind them. "Sorry I'm late. My book was just getting good when I realized what time it was." Cthulu had finally showed up.
"Now we just have to wait for Master Angel." Mischa replied nonchalantly.
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Post by iamthewalrus on Mar 27, 2007 19:13:06 GMT -5
(Nameneeded) plopped down on coal black rock of the tower. "Finally...let's get this done with."
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Post by Demon Angel on Mar 27, 2007 19:21:44 GMT -5
"We still have to wait for Master Angel." Mischa stared out across the foggy horizon.
A cloud of black smoke appeared next to (nameneeded). A pale, corpse-like arm thrased out and hit her on the head. "You idiot! You can't be lazy. Choosing who's in our army is important." A girl with long purplish hair and obisdian demon wings now stood next to (nameneeded).
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Post by iamthewalrus on Mar 27, 2007 19:25:36 GMT -5
"Fine, Angel," (nameneeded) mumbled. She leaned back on what seemed to be empty black space, until a pair of red eyes opened. "Well, still, let's make this quick. My little pet wants to go home."
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Post by Demon Angel on Mar 27, 2007 19:31:40 GMT -5
"Well...since Cthulu's been slacking." Angel gave him a stern look. "We're going to have to figure how to re-organize it. So, the first idea is spider ninjas."
Cthulu sighed. He didn't mean to slack. It wasn't his fault that he was new to this.
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Post by iamthewalrus on Mar 27, 2007 23:02:36 GMT -5
(Nameneeded) sighed and stroked her 'little pet's' head. The pet was really a large demon wolf with red eyes, called Tandokuno.
"Okay. So...I personally think we are in need of new recruits. Our current ninjas are beginning to wear out their tricks. That and the younger up-and-coming-ones are itching to gain official rank."
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Post by Demon Angel on Mar 29, 2007 18:59:35 GMT -5
"(Nameneeded)'s right." Cthulhu said from his spot.
"Mischa, what do you think?" Angel asked her demon advisor.
"Yes, we need new ninja spider officers. You cannot teach an old dog new tricks." The demon was staring off into the foggy horizon still, as if waiting for something to come.
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Post by iamthewalrus on Mar 30, 2007 19:22:51 GMT -5
"If you're waiting for someone," (Nameneeded) said matter-of-factly, as if reading Mischa's mind, "my little servant will be joining us soon. You know he has been training some of the ninja spiders lately. And he's quite the ninja, himself."
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Post by Demon Angel on Mar 30, 2007 19:27:42 GMT -5
"That's not who I'm waiting for."
Angel and Cthulhu looked at Mischa with the exact same experssion. That look was a combation of confusion and curiousity.
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Post by 51|2_|o\/\//\/5470/\/ on Apr 4, 2007 18:39:52 GMT -5
Suddenly, A Man stepped out the door on to the Ledge. He had long Deep Red hair and a black-red trench coat, waring unique finger-less gloves.. His eyes we strange with a strange red-black glow, oddly similar to this coat. "Hey, Name's Horthalus." he muttered coldly. Everyone, except Mischa and Angel, looked at him dumbfounded, for he was cover in scars and cuts and wearing a shredded blood covered shirt, and armed with two blood covered double sided blades made of a dark red crystal; One on back, and One in Hand. "Oh" he said looked at himself "Don't worry I'm fine, just ran into a little trouble gettin' here." he chuckled. "Someone said I could come here and join in a battle, would this statement be true?"
Suddenly, before someone could respond to the stranger that had stepped before them, a red lighting bold with white code moving through it shot out of a telephone pole, rocketed through the sky, and settled in a humanoid form shakily in front of all of them. Suddenly it spoke" 50|2|2'/ 1'/\/\ |_473, \/\/45 (4|_|6|-|7 1/\/ |-|0|2|21|) |_46." Everyone looked very confused, except Mischa and Angel, Horthalus suddenly spoke up:" It's cool I'm fluent in Leet Speak, "Codey" over here said: Sorry I'm late, was caught up in horrid lag." The Elemental glared at the Man. "/\/\15(|-|4, (4|23 70 1/\/7|20|)|_|(3 /\/\3?" The Code Elemental scratched out. "Mischa, care to introduce me?" Horthalus translated.
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