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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 3:31 pm
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((Just so you know, this was an rp I made a while back that died WAY before it should have... Hope everyone enjoys it!))
There is a city, tucked away from mortal eyes, living in the shadow of a mountain-side. A marvel to the few newcomers that arrive, everyone and thing there posses supernatural qualities or are of supernatural make. This is a place where gods walk the streets, and you might actually find yourself having a near-death experience; nice fellow, if a bit stiff... A place where angels and demons could be seen getting coffee while discussing the apocalypse. A place that, though a constant wonder finds new and more interesting ways to kill you every second. The time of day can't be told by the position of the sun, however... Day and night have no real meaning since they seem to be regulated by the sky's mood, leaving parts of the city in day while others might be at an eclipse.
A truely random city, one governed only by chaos.
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 3:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 4:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 7:47 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 11:42 am
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((Thank you for joining...))
Aya casually walked along the sidewalk of the bussling city, most of the other residents passing him by as the sped along to their destinations. The occupants of the city that had any survival sense knew to keep to their own business, and to keep away from anyone who looked like they had nothing to do. At the moment, Aya fit that discription easily. With his hands behind his head and staring up at the sky, he had a nice circle of space from people keeping their distance.
Of course, no amount of elbow room could save them from what happened today. A judge, one of the self-proclaimed keepers of order, dropped to the ground in front of the boy. Being from a higher plane of existence, the ground beneath him cracked and the air around him became super-imposed. Usually when this happened, people would go missing, sucked into the strange rift they created.
Aya sighed. "Do we have to do this every week....?"
The judge merely pointed and said one word: "Run."
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 11:53 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 12:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 12:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 1:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 6:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 7:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 10:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 10:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 4:57 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 9:42 am
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