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Post by BokunetSuMaro on May 21, 2004 18:16:53 GMT -5
The hot wind blew hard and relentlessly. Nothing could withstand the relentlessness of the wall of sand, it piled up on the sides of the buildings making moundes of hot thretining sand. The wind drove the ever shifting sands of the desert in all directions, threw windows, doors, eyes, ears and just about every other place sand, driven by the powerfull force that is the wind. People dashed into houses and hid under anything close to escape the neverending wall of sand, created from the golden ocean. Some people fell were then stood chooking on the sand that snuck trough their nose and mouth and colected the inside of there throts and lungs, depriving them of oxygen and then slowly killing them.
A small elderly man moved as fast as he wobbily legs would carry him to the nearest door, only to be thrown back as the door swung open smashing into his chest shattering the mans ribs and peircing a lung. The man gasped for breath inhailling sand that filled his lungs. The mans breathing slowed and his skin became pail, he took one more choking breath and died. Standing in the door way was the figure of a tall stong man, covered in balck clothing. A second smaller but fatter man waddled over to the first man, he staired at the body for a second then looked at the taller first man.
[glow=White,2,300]"Ya koulda puts em' outs o' 'is misry."[/glow]
The taller man calmly looked at the lifless body laying on the hot eatrh dissapering under the shifting sand. The first man looked to the short fat man and gave a small evil smile that curled up just a bit.
[glow=Navy,2,300]"I'd rather watch him suffer."[/glow]
[glow=White,2,300]"s that whats yas gonna do to thats BokunetS-whaty-whaty, Rukeem?"[/glow]
[glow=Navy,2,300]"Exactly, Surman...exactly[/glow]
Rukeem let out an evil laugh that ecoed through the desert.
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Post by Kruck on May 22, 2004 13:26:26 GMT -5
A young man, sturdily built, fairly tall, stumbled up the steps leading to a mansion of sorts; it was a pretty big house. The front door had onesmall window on each side of it; there were 5 more windows on the second story.
Despite the scorching weather, the young man was clothed in alll black, including a heavy trencoat. His main objective right now was to get out of the deadly sandstorm.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fists pounded on the wooden door, echoing inside the somewhat hollow house. "Let me in! Let me--" A expression appeared on the youung man's face; a mixture of surpise and fear. The sand was coming after him. Acting quickly, he ran back, then tried to kick the door down.
By now the sand was almost onto him: He had to get away from it. Wait a second. Looking around, he tried the doorknob and the door creaked open.
He ducked into the house and slammed the door shut on the sandstorm. "Holy crap!" The shout echoed in every empty room in the house. He suddenly remembered this wasn't his house and he didn't know who lived in it. "Hello?" And agin the echo. But no answer. He spoke his thoughts:
"Looks empty."
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Post by BokunetSuMaro on May 22, 2004 17:29:36 GMT -5
Rukeem pulled a cloth overf his moulth and nose to keep the sand out of his lungs, he also threw on a piar of blck sunglasses to keep the scorching sand for getting inside his eyes and possably causing sever eye damage. Rukeem walked down the street a ways then looked back to see that Surman was doing the same only he had no glasses on he just squinted but Rukeem could tell that sand was still getting through the slants of eyes he had open. Rukeem looked forward seeing still a couple people running from the sand. One clothed in black just like Rukkem ran into a building, a nother bumped into him. Rukeem instantly grabbed the man by the throat and lifted him off the ground, slowly squeezing his adam's apple until a crunching sound silenced the man. Rukkem dropped the body, blood running onto the sand soon dissapearing from the scorching sun and hot sand. The body to dissapeard under the sand. Rukeem looked at Surman and a small frown formed.
Fisrt chance I get I'm gonna kill that worthless pig
Rukeem looked forward and walked up to the large building he had seen the man go into and walked up the sand covered steps. Rukeem didn't even try and knock he didn't even try and turn the door nob to open the wodden door, instead he just kicked it open. The man was still in the main intrance room saving Rukeem the trouble of finding him. This man was a little bit smaller then Rukeem and dresses in the same black clothing, but this man was human. He walked up coser to the man, and could tell this man was different then the other weak citizans in this city. Shurman hobbled up next to Rukeem and yelled at the man.
[glow=White,2,300]"Hey yo' weaklin lil' boy, co..."[/glow]
BOOM
Blood exploded on the walls and floor as Surman's body fel to the hard wood floor blood flowing from a hudge hole created by a hollow point bullet fired from Rukeems gun.
[glow=Navy,2,300]"Finally, i killed that stupid fat pig. Hello sir my name is Rukeem I am surching for a man named BokunetSuMaro, he is about the samne size as you maybe a little taller, with short brown hair, brown eyes, dressed the same as you too with a black trench coat too, oh and big white wings like mine, only white."[/glow]
Rukeem took of his coat and spread his wings.
[glow=Navy,2,300]"Have you seen him i need to find him, I have a bullet with his name on it."[/glow]
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Post by Kruck on May 23, 2004 18:56:50 GMT -5
Kruck looked at the corpse and silently vowed not to turn out like this obese man. "Well, I have, in fact. I saw him at Purelgetha, where I have just been before here."
He absentmindly fiddled with his trenchoat, twisting and untwisting it. Sand blowing into the open doorway reminded him of why he'd come into here in the first place.
"Do sandstorms like this happen often?" More sand poured into the room, raising fast above Kruck's knee. He held up his hand to stop the man from answering. "What say we talk about this somwhere away from the sand, eh?"
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Post by BokunetSuMaro on May 25, 2004 19:42:16 GMT -5
Rukeem looked down at his feet, the sand level had increased consiterably sence he came in here. He nooded his head as the man asked if he would like to go some were eles, that was probably the best idea he had heard all day, bside his plot to kill Boku. He had already placed a bounty for him but so far noone had answered it.
[glow=Navy,2,300]"Ya sure, though i do not know any other places that are out of the way of the sand, i have not been anywere on this world but here.[/glow]
Rukeem looked at Surmans bloody courpse and spit on it, then gave it a kick that sent it flyingout into the sandstorm outside.
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Post by Kruck on May 26, 2004 14:49:39 GMT -5
Kruck motioned with his hand for the man to follow him. Wading through the thick sand, he spotted some stairs leading up to a door. He finally made it to the stairs, which were pretty much uncovered by the sand except for the first couple, which were immersed in it.
Kruck quickly made his way to the top of the stairs and, remembering his earlier encounter with a door, tried the knob. He turned around and looked at his companion. "C'mon man! I found a room up here!"
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Post by BokunetSuMaro on May 26, 2004 19:55:27 GMT -5
Rukeem nodded and followed. He tried to walk though the sand but it held him back, so being the type of person he was he simply flew over the sand sending it every were. Rukeem dropped to the ground when he got to the stairs and folded his wings in.
[glow=Navy,2,300]"First off, whats your name? And what you doing out here?"[/glow]
Rukeem wanted to find Boku and he hoped that maybe this man could help some more, and maybe even help him kill Boku...nahh Rukeem didn't want help killing him, just finding him. He could kill boku now, now that he had the power to trasform like Boku did.
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Post by Kruck on May 27, 2004 20:19:00 GMT -5
Well..." Kruck still marveled at the way he'd ended up here. But it was a long story and parts of it were extremely boring however required for the story to have its full affect. He quickly decided to tell this stranger the really short version of it.
"Ok. The truth is, I don't even know how I ended up here." Obviously the man thought there was more, but kruck felt no urge to indulge in any details at all. Besides, the guy probably wouldn't believe the story if he did tell it to him.
"I've been around fyia a lot, but I've only been here once." Kruck referred to Dathomir, the city in the middle of the desert. He glanced suspiciously at the door. But no sand was coming in, he noted. That was good. He'd seen enough sand for a lifetime.
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Post by BokunetSuMaro on Jun 7, 2004 15:01:31 GMT -5
Rukeem liked the way this man had just dodged his first question, he found that kinda cool and smooth. Rukeem nodded his head at the mans very short explimation of how he came here, and desided to tell this guy most of his story.
[glow=Navy,2,300]"When i first came to thisworld i trapped myself inside Boku's sword, and thried to take over his soul, but in the end as he always has Boku escaped and destroyed the sword. After it was destroyed i just sorta appeared here and i have been here ever sence."[/glow]
Rukeem knew this man probly would not belive this story but, it was what happened. Rukeem could hear that the harsh wind had stoped and the sand stoped blowing in the door way.
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Post by Kruck on Jun 21, 2004 22:39:14 GMT -5
Kruck gave the guy one of those looks when somebody thinks your whacked. And not the kind of whacked Derek and Hansel are.
"Trapped inside a sword? Taking over souls?" Kruck tried his hardest not to laugh but a small snicker still came out and a smirk appeared on his face. Though not very noticeable.
"Whatever, dude, whatever. Everyone has their own story. Yours sounds interesting." Judging from the sandstorm, they wouldn't be getting out any time soon. So Kruck decided the best thing to do to pass the time was talk.
"So I can tell by your voice you don't like this Boku guy. Tell me a little about him."
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