A vary happy belated birthday to my friend Thunder-Bolt, I'm sorry that I couldn't finish my present to you before now.


TOR: round 1 Efreat walked silently through the seemingly endless halls of the Tower of Revival. His footsteps were almost perfectly silent. As he walked, Efreat wondered to himself how long he had been walking these halls. The answer to that was that he had absolutely no idea. Each hallway looked exactly the same as the one before it; a maze of hallways. Efreat wasnt even sure if he was going straight or going in circles. As he continued forward, Efreat found a door to his right and decided to take it. The fire demon opened the door and found him self in yet another long hallway.TOR: round 1
Oh, for the love of &


TOR:Animals Efreat stood with his arms crossed in a large chamber filled with people and creatures of all possible description. He wasnt entirety sure what he was waiting for, when he first entered the room, Death told him to simply wait in there without offering any other explanation, troublesome angel. And so here he was, waiting for whatever it was that Death had in store for them. Efreat caught something in the corner or his vision, annoyed by the object, he swatted at it. When his hand touched the object, he felt something cold and sticky on his hand. He looked over at whatever he had swung at and blanched at the site ofTOR:Animals


Tower of revival audition How did it come to this?Tower of revival audition
Rain, oh how he hated it. It blinded his eyes, matted his long black hair, and stung his body. Every rain drop that hit his red skin instantly vanished in a tiny wisp of steam. One of his solid yellow eyes was closed to prevent the cut on his forehead from leaking any more blood into it, the other eyes was half open in a dazed sort of way. His body was riddled with gashes and burns from the holy relics that were used against him.
Damn exorcists, he muttered to himself. Even with his body in such a state, he never missed an opportunity to express


Veron Final Match It was night time on the island of Veron, the floating island was swathed in the full moons silvery radiance. Umbra the Zleet floated silently over the calm waters of Lake Wopila. The light from the full moon reflected off the surface of the water and illuminated the area with its serene beauty. It had no idea why, but at night when the moon was full, Umbras mind began to fill strange thoughts. It was times like this when the zleet would have doubts about the necessity of the tournament. After all, the winner of the tournament would eventually die, and the treasure that was given to him or her would no doubt be lost foVeron Final Match
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Random Quote of the Whenever:
Nik:
Some say insanity is losing ones mind, but true insanity is living every day knowing you can never be rid of it.
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THIS IS MADNESS!
Madness?
THIS IS SPARTA!
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THIS IS MADNESS!
Madness?
THIS IS SPARTA!
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I don't or haven't tried smoking pot, I believe in Jesus Christ and not afraid to admit it, and that Abercrombie and Fitch thing, I'd laugh my head off.
I'm OoT Link in the SSBM crew [link]
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