Posts by beckan.

beckan. · Nov 9th 2015

BOKEH BBY -
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Timberwulph -
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beckan. · Nov 9th 2015

Ah, teehee thanks!

beckan. · Nov 10th 2015

accepted and i'd just forgotten to clear two slots

beckan. · Nov 17th 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: Aki has insomnia, so she stayed up all night looking at the stars and tidying up. She lets out a sigh of relief when she sees the first rays of morning light. She slips on her shoes and tiptoes down the hallway, not wanting to wake anyone. She stands by the master's door, an outfit in mind for when they wake.

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 17th 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: Aki picks at her nails, tapping her foot impatiently. It might be a while before the master wakes, but she new he would call her to his side and she wanted to be there as soon as possible. In her head, she made a list of things to check on after she dressed her master. She adjusted her dress and ran a hand through her hair, waiting.

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 18th 2015

story

Ylferif

Etum

Plot

The Beginning

Ylferif
I wake to a pounding on my squad's door.

"Reficul! Squad numbers 8, 2, and 3 departing to Tramt in 20!" I sit up, alertness gleaming in my eyes. At once, all around me are the sounds of murmuring and the soles of hard boots hitting the wooden floor.

"Who is it this time?" I hear as I grab my gear off the rack above me. I roll my eyes as someone retorts a smartass comment. I slip on my skin tight suit the best I can on the top bunk, before my bare feet hit the cold floor. I make my share of noise as I slide on my black combat boots.

I pull my mask over my pale face and my hood over my silver hair. We line up outside against the wall, our arms pressed against our sides. Daggers up our sleeves; katanas strapped to our shoulders. Knifes in our cloak; swords on our spine. We are ready to kill on the planet Tramt.

Killing is our top priority. It's why we exist. We are the top of the top assassins of Sunec.

Etum

The city's calling for an evacuation, but I can't leave yet. More like I'm not allowed to. I'm supposed to be in the infirmary right now, helping the Elleirbag evacuate the patients, but I made an excuse to leave. Due to the war, the patients coming in are, eh, deformed. I don't like dealing with them, though I have no choice. I was created for this, dealing with the weak and injured. I have no say in what I do.

A blow horn goes off and I hear my division's hushed muttering as they rush past the closet where I hide. I sigh, losing my eyes. I then leave, catching up with my division. They ask me where I was and I shrug, it doesn't matter. I adjust my white sweatpants and pull myself to my place on the truck. I gaze at the patients on the cushioned floor, sorrow in my eyes.

"You and I both know they will live." I look at my division leader, her reassuring look. I nod and add strength to my eyes. I can do this. I tell myself, clenching my fist at my side. I can do this.
Only the Elleirbag have the power to heal. We exist to save. The Elleirbag of Tramt.

beckan. · Nov 19th 2015

Mmm sure! would you like to start or shall I? {idc wut u choose}

beckan. · Nov 19th 2015

story

Ylferif

Etum

Plot

The Beginning

Ylferif
I wake to a pounding on my squad's door.
"Reficul! Squad numbers 8, 2, and 3 departing to Tramt in 20! I sit up, alertness gleaming in my eyes. At once, all around me are the sounds of murmuring and the soles of hard boots hitting the wooden floor.
"Who is it this time?" I hear as I grab my gear off the rack above me. I roll my eyes as someone retorts a smartass comment. I slip on my skin tight suit the best I can on the top bunk, before my bare feet hit the cold floor. I make my share of noise as I slide on my black combat boots.
I pull my mask over my pale face and my hood over my silver hair. We line up outside against the wall, our arms pressed against our sides. Daggers up our sleeves; katanas strapped to our shoulders. Knifes in our cloak; swords on our spine. We are ready to kill on the planet Tramt.
Killing is our top priority. It's why we exist. We are the top of the top assassins of Sunec.

Etum

The city's calling for an evacuation, but I can't leave yet. More like I'm not allowed to. I'm supposed to be in the infirmary right now, helping the Elleirbag evacuate the patients, but I made an excuse to leave. Due to the war, the patients coming in are, eh, deformed. I don't like dealing with them, though I have no choice. I was created for this, dealing with the weak and injured. I have no say in what I do.
A blow horn goes off and I hear my division's hushed muttering as they rush past the closet where I hide. I sigh, losing my eyes. I then leave, catching up with my division. They ask me where I was and I shrug, it doesn't matter. I adjust my white sweatpants and pull myself to my place on the truck. I gaze at the patients on the cushioned floor, sorrow in my eyes.
"You and I both know they will live." I look at my division leader, her reassuring look. I nod and add strength to my eyes. I can do this. I tell myself, clenching my fist at my side. I can do this. Only the Elleirbag have the power to heal. We exist to save. The Elleirbag of Tramt.

beckan. · Nov 19th 2015

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 19th 2015

Etum is going like to the airport on that truck and Ylferif is about to go assassinate some people on Tramt.
You could make her be thinking or looking around at the scenery until they get to the airport and she gets left

beckan. · Nov 20th 2015

MAd HAtter -

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beckan. · Nov 20th 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: Sure!

I pull my cloak around me, the hood covering the upper half of my face, my eyes shielded. I'm at the front of my squad, the leader. We adjust the swords on our backs and then we take off sprinting, dust flowing up around us. Our heads down, our cold, emotionless eyes searching the desert for survivors. We landed on Tramt less than an hour ago, and this desert was vacant. They must have already evacuated most of the Snailivic. We keep our eyes out for the Tramt Reficul, who blend with their surroundings and are only spotted by the most faint of movement. We soon have extinguished of any obstacles and arrive at a nearby village. A glistening stream quenches our thirst and we crouch down beside it, cupping water to our lips. Something catches my eye and I pause, slowly pouring the water back into the river. A silver koi fish, unlike any I've seen before, whisks its way toward me. In seconds, I've grabbed the fish by its tail, water flinging around in all directions. With a sharp flick of the wrist, the fish wriggles uselessly in my palm, blood dripping into the stream off my hand. After a moment, it's still. Without hesitation, I tilt my head back and swallow the fish whole.

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 20th 2015

Here's what i have-

I pull my cloak around me, the hood covering the upper half of my face, my eyes shielded. I'm at the front of my squad, the leader. We adjust the swords on our backs and then we take off sprinting, dust flowing up around us. Our heads down, our cold, emotionless eyes searching the desert for survivors. We landed on Tramt less than an hour ago, and this desert was vacant. They must have already evacuated most of the Snailivic. We keep our eyes out for the Tramt Reficul, who blend with their surroundings and are only spotted by the most faint of movement. We soon have extinguished of any obstacles and arrive at a nearby village. A glistening stream quenches our thirst and we crouch down beside it, cupping water to our lips. Something catches my eye and I pause, slowly pouring the water back into the river. A silver koi fish, unlike any I've seen before, whisks its way toward me. In seconds, I've grabbed the fish by its tail, water flinging around in all directions. With a sharp flick of the wrist, the fish wriggles uselessly in my palm, blood dripping into the stream off my hand. After a moment, it's still. Without hesitation, I tilt my head back and swallow the fish whole.

beckan. · Nov 21st 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: We enter the village, at a slow pace, we know nothing will escape our swords. We separate into six groups, two in each. Silently, I crack open a cabin door and step in, the door creaking as it falls closed. I gesture for my Reficul to climb to the roof, to kill anyone who tries to escape. I walk into the room, a sharp katana in my hand. I swing my head around, I can smell someone in the cabin, but I don't know where. Softly treading up the stairs, I spy a mother scrunching her eyes closed as she holds a child tight to her chest. The child looks about a few years old, and he gazes at me with sad eyes. He doesn't know why he's hiding, just that his mother is afraid. I crouch down in front of the mother, wiping my katana on my sleeve. A shrill clink is heard each time I scrape the katana against the armor under my sleeve. The mother slowly peels open her eyes, terrified, they meet mine. I look at her with impassive eyes as I place the katana on the child's shoulder. Her eyes flicker and she roars up at me, sewing scissors in her hand. Nonchalantly, I grab her wrist, the blade inches away from my eyes. I let go of her wrist and let it fall before grabbing her neck. Surprised, she drops the scissors. I look her in her wide green eyes, and mutter a prayer before shattering all the bones in her throat. I turn to the boy and wrap my hand around his mouth and nose, cutting off his oxygen. The boy just looks at me as he pats my hand, as if he was accepting his death. After the boy slips to the floor, his eyes slowly shutting, I stand and sharpen my blade. A quick clean stab through the temple; the boy is with his mother.

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 21st 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: We walk along the river, our cold eyes flickering back and forth. The birds stop singing and the trees whispering goes quiet as we silently tread through the woods. A twig snaps above us and we immediately look up. Two wide, frightened brown eyes peer through the branches and I motion with my eyes for one of my Reficul to exterminate the complication. She nods and swiftly runs up the tree. I continue forward, not slowing until the Reficul appears by my side. No need to ask if she was successful. I hear the thump of a heavy body hit the hard forest floor. I glance back to see a young girl, about ten years old, eyes still open, blood staining the leaves from her contorted spine. I gaze at her for a couple seconds before turning away. I felt nothing and will never feel a thing.

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 21st 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: I watch the child bleed and then straighten up, cleaning the blade with a stained white cloth. I pull myself onto a windowsill and gesture for my Reficul to depart. I almost propel off the window when I hear something heavy hit the floor below and a sharp intake of breath. My Reficul glances back but I shake my head and wave him on. I slip off the windowsill and jump down the staircase without a sound, twisting the sword out of the sheath. I swivel around and there in a pool of dark blood lies a girl, close to my age with extremely long blue hair. I quietly pad up behind her and lift my sword to her throat. Crouching down beside her, I whisper into her ear. "Mistake number one: existing." I hiss,my voicesounding mechanic through my mask, beginning to push in the blade. But something makes me stop. Something in her eyes makes my heart clench. I grip the sword tight, trying to will myself to slice, but I'm unable to. Why?

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 21st 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: We'd traveled for what felt like an hour, but didn't complain, I know it can't be helped. I glance up at the sky, the once clear blue now a suspicious green-grey. My Reficul pauses, her eyes flicking in every direction. I stop too, turning to her, questioning her with my eyes. She places a finger to her lips and then takes off in the opposite direction, toward the desert. I don't question her, her intellect is difficult to understand. We maintain a swift pace and then come to a stop at the stream that now ripples and swirls uncontrollably. She dips a finger in and then looks up at me with alarmed eyes, our cloaks whipping around us. {will finish this tmrw GN >:(}

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia][color=red]OOC::So long =-= tee hee its good tho

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beckan. · Nov 22nd 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC::We'd traveled for what felt like an hour, but didn't complain, I know it can't be helped. I glance up at the sky, the once clear blue now a suspicious green-grey. My Reficul pauses, her eyes flicking in every direction. I stop too, turning to her, questioning her with my eyes. She places a finger to her lips and then takes off in the opposite direction, toward the desert. I don't question her, her intellect is difficult to understand. We maintain a swift pace and then come to a stop at the stream that now ripples and swirls uncontrollably. She dips a finger in and then looks up at me with alarmed eyes, our cloaks whipping around us. After hyperventilating, she hides under the surface of the water. I frown slightly and then do the same, the water swirling dangerously above my head. Dust and sand from the desert are blown above us and then I understand my Reficul's intentions. Fish slither along our ankles, slapping against our legs as they water pulls them along.

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 22nd 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: I look into the reflection of her on the sword, pain and fear glistening through the tears streaming down her cheeks. A small smile rested on her lips, her face pale and lifeless. The cold blade presses into her neck, a sliver of blood staining the metal. My lips were still pressed against the shell of her ear, soft and pursed. I looked into her sad eyes through the sword. I slowly set the sword down and turn her face to me. Her eyes look sorrowfully into mine and I bring my gloved hand to her teared cheek and she flinches. Ouch. My heart falters and I recoil, bringing my hand back. Then I get over myself and wipe the tears from her face.

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

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beckan. · Nov 24th 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia]IC:: As soon as she heard her master's footstep's on the wooden floor, she rethought her life and tiptoed as fast her little legs could down the cool hallway. She contemplated packing some materials, but then decided she wanted to get out of this hellhole as fast as she could. She opened the door that lead to the outside world and breathed in the musky air.

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[color=maroon]~TiMe--To--eaT~

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=white; border:1px; bordercolor=black; width: 220px; height: 170px; border-radius: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.75][font=Georgia][color=red]OOC:: Ah, I see. She'll leave now.
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