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Post by Skips on Aug 21, 2013 10:14:18 GMT -8
Skips wanted to go to him and ask what, by Hel, he thought he was doing, but she stayed silent and watched on as Vim and his argument continued, completely confused.
((Should I delete that other post that was really late?))
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Post by Vim on Aug 21, 2013 10:14:33 GMT -8
Vim saw red. He managed to keep it under control. "Are you trying to bait me?" He asked, "So you can get me alone and assassinate me?"
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 21, 2013 10:19:24 GMT -8
metal clasped his hands together, and slapped his knee in over emphasized sarcastic laughter "Oh how hilarious" he pretended to wipe away a tear. he stood up straight and smiled again "no, even I.." he bowed ".. Have morals, I peace how i'm contracted to peace any other deaths are unnecessary and unwise"
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 21, 2013 10:19:35 GMT -8
She knew that they both never saw eye to eye, but this was crazy. Metal wouldn't do that...would he?
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Post by Vim on Aug 21, 2013 10:20:33 GMT -8
Vim scoffed. "How romantic. The honorable killer, the assassin with a heart."
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Post by Tempest on Aug 21, 2013 10:21:03 GMT -8
(Where are they?  ) |
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 21, 2013 10:21:42 GMT -8
Metal bowed "thank you, thank you hold the applause for later please"
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Post by Skips on Aug 21, 2013 10:21:59 GMT -8
((We're all at the lake, I think?? Or near the racetrack??)) |
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Post by Vim on Aug 21, 2013 10:26:04 GMT -8
Vim sighed, exasperated. "What do you even want?"
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Post by Tempest on Aug 21, 2013 10:32:19 GMT -8
Allyssa heard arguing, and she started following the voices.
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 21, 2013 10:34:42 GMT -8
He threw the carving he was making vim who caught it, it was a detailed carving of him proposing to Boethiah.
His face grew solemn.
"when I was still with me tribe ..." he stopped and bit his lower lip.
"When I reminisce about all those years
I see many things.
Life and Death strung together
like the Mountains and Valleys
in which we lived.
There was Wealth and Opulence
but also Tribulation and Loss.
There was Laughter and Song
and there was also Tears.
But even more than Tears
Blood was shed.
And so many were left
to their unadorned Graves, unburied." Metal clenched his fists and gave Vim a stare that would freeze hel it's slef
"we fought to surive we were hunted down every where we wnet That is why we killed and pillaged and why now.." and guestured to his clothes "I were my tribes colours once more, I peace to survive because nobody wants a Wanderer, your no different from me my friend we both peace animals so we can eat and live the only difference is that I bury my kills and give they a proper sned off"
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Post by Vim on Aug 21, 2013 10:39:04 GMT -8
Vim looked at the totem, angry. He hated it. He hated what it meant, what it symbolized. He threw it to the side angrily. It rolled to Boethiah.
"What happened wasn't right." He said, "But what your tribe did after wasn't right. They created so much more misery than what they went through. And you want to continue it."
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Post by Skips on Aug 21, 2013 10:45:26 GMT -8
Skips was getting more and more confused. Metal was an assassin? He and Vim had fallen out? All of this had caused her to completely forget about the throbbing of her leg and the steady trickle of blood running down said limb. Edit: ((Sorry, wanted to contribute but didn't want to get between Rock's and Vim's bit  )) |
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 21, 2013 10:45:39 GMT -8
Metal looked at his hands and clenched them "he looked back up at vim his usual expressionless face stared blankly at him "So what would you have me do?" he cocked his head to the side "Die? my tribe attacked in self defense and self defense only, we were praised as the best fighters anywhere but nobody remembers that no, one tribe attacked us and we slaughtered them so then what? all the other tribes try attacking us unjustly, these hands have taken more lives than I care to remember but never once was to for joy, for bordem or even for out of anger it was to survive you are no different from me" the clouds cracked Thor was angry and rain poured from the sky
((for atmosphere))
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 21, 2013 10:47:16 GMT -8
The totem faced her and she felt a slight pain in her chest. With everything that was happening, she would really like being blasted with fire. Metal had a home, but his tribe was gone and he was alone in a way. The container was still in her satchel. She soon wouldn't have any friends, not really. She would be pulled away and be forced to marry one of her friends. Everything seemed to be ending.
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