toni died by unknown means with an unknown killer, i don't think it was the real silent x you killed my king.
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toni died by unknown means with an unknown killer, i don't think it was the real silent x you killed my king.
That Unknown Assassin traveled to Japan and saw the Warrior maiden resting under the cherry blossoms (aaah.. the ninja and the warrior) And for a while they thought themselves friends..Until the warrior knew that the silent x is a ninja and they fought a fierce battle with those amazing action scenes you could only see in the Asian action films... But skilled as the ninja was, the katana was just vicious on the warrior's hands.. goodbye, my ninja.. see you in the after death .. :D
The Warrior Maiden, stern though she was, could not resist the charms of the Kung Fu Monk. Learning that, as with the Jedi, romance was forbidden to him, she threw herself on her sword in grief.
Battling Bowman Bites the Big one!
The battling bowman has bought the farmhouse...and now currently pushing up daisies...cut down in his prime. :(
It is reported that Robin died today in an archery related accident. Apparently the odds are against shooting oneself in the posterior, but the dashing Robin was always one to beat the odds....in one way or another.
The lovely Kathy made the mistake of relaying the news of Robin's death to a Corellian, who upon hearing the word "odds" promptly blasted her to smithereenies. Who shot first remains a subject of contention.
Everything burns, while everyone screams. No one in their panic tries to save Robin whose house has caught fire and who is trying to battle with it. But sadly, he fails to save himself from this fire who is famous for its rage. :(
May his soul rest in peace!
an earthquake came and the earth was in half by a minute
everybody was trying to save them selves and nobody listened to the scream of Pensive.after the earthquake some of the people that were still alive found a hand sticking out of the ground but there was no body!
Farnoosh The Night of Death
She thought herself in a place no one could find,
But now Jack Sparrow has a wondrous set of charts,
If it’s out there anywhere man ever had in mind,
Can be found, if it’s what you desire in your heart…
Sparrow set sail headed for The Fountain of Youth,
Ah, but the luck was never with our friend Cap’n Jack—
Asleep at the tiller, snoring most uncouth—
He found himself in this mysterious place wondering how to get back!
Farnoosh, The Night of Death, chanced upon him there,
But Ol’ Jack has been to the locker one time before;
It’s just about impossible to take such a man unaware,
Because you may be sure he’s in no hurry to get back to that door!
The swordfight was fierce, but at the end of the day,
Farnoosh lay dead and Jack was sailing his boat away…
Pendragon
© 6/25/07
Pendragon decided to write a masterpiece. He lit one white candle and sat up on a hill. Finding his pen had rolled into a deep, dark hole, he stuck out him head and *bam!* a nondescribed lizard (Aproximately 12 feet tall, very scaly) bit his head off!
Bakiryu died when the eyeliner he was using took on a life of it's own and jammed itself into his jugular.
(Hey!!! I haven't wornth eyeliner in months!)
Shalot died when she decided to escape a family curse on a speedboat but unfortunatedly ran out of gas and drifted with the sea-current into oblivion!
bakiryu and the tome of lost souls,
bakiryu, after partially pumping the gas out of shalot's boat, sneaked away into the dead of night to where his sleeping spot was, that night, he had a terrifyingly beautiful dream of the tome of lost souls, whoever looked into the tome would find the answer to life, the way to control it, the way to take it, the way to give it, the way to stop its ending. he saw the spot where the tome lay and the path to the tome, he vowed in his sleep to find the tome and use it to become a powerful, but benevolent, ruler. the next day he selected a group of individuals to acompany him to the tome of lost souls, these he planned to later betray and use the tome to kill them all. he started off.
they came to a crossroad and saw a person cloaked from head to toe in complete black. the person even had a thick veil over the eyes so no one could see in or out of it. since the man was blind, bakiryu decicided to show his benevolence and allow the man, for the deepness of his voice could only belong to that of a man, to travel with him and his company.
to bakiryu's surprise, the man knew where the tome was, but since he couldn't read it, he had no use of it and no one had asked of it's location, thus it was his own secret. upon reacxhing the cave where the tome was located, bakiryu killed his company (except the blind man of course). he entered the cave adn saw the tome lying upon a stone pedestal. he slowly opened the tome to see what knowledge he could learn from it. he could see a stream of intelligence come out of the tome and enter into his eyes, then he couldn't move. out of fear he struggled to pull free his dagger, only to find it made out of paper.
"the tome of lost souls cannot be read and accepted by just one sense, on emust feel it, breathe it, taste, and smell it. no man that has ever gazed upon the cover of this book has ever left ot tell the tale of it." pulling off his hood, he revealed eyes that had been sewn shut, he took out a knife and slit the threads, without opening his eyes, he felt the pages, the river of knowledge engulfed his body, seeping into every pore and finally dissipating. the man opened his eyes and stared into bakiryu's flat paper eyes, "i am now the guardian of the tome, it shall be my curse and blessing, i can give you life." seeing a strand of something float by, bakiryu tried to touch it, it felt soft and warm, "but seeing how easily you killed you companions, i know you will never treat people in a benevolent way, goodbye bakiryu, i shall guide your soul to either teh highest reaches of paradise or the lowest reaches of hell, whichever way the tome leads." and raising his arms, the man created an arc and stepped through it, not apearing on the other side but wherever the tome of lost souls wanted, where ever it was, its guardian, the silent x, would follow, for the time. but x knew that he would eventually cast the tome into a place where not even he (with his powers greater than anything, spiritual or otherwise, [excluding the highest god/God]) could go, and move on to his own devices, for good or for evil, the silent x is unstoppable, unkillable, and more importantly, undetectable.
(*giggles* this made me laught so hard)
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Found in the Sunday Paper Opbituries: Mysterious, dark assasin found dead a few miles from the pub.
"It seems that after a few draqughts of ale, a local menber of the community, residing in front of his computer began to fancy himself an unkillable warrior. Anxious (and very, very, very drunk) To show his samurai-ninja-warrior moves, Mr. X gathered a group of local pub-goers. Sadly, during this demonstration A previously thought dissapeared Kunoichi, Known only as 'Ryu threw in stealthy cunning, a banana peel. In which the said gentleman slipped and silently died."
"His last words were "Hey, who are all these ninjas?""
Gothic Horror
A white-faced lad dressed like an ancient Goth,
Stepped into the night out of a Clockwork Globe.
Darkly lined eyes and a red slash of mouth both
Seemed to cry “Vampire!” before you saw the jet robe.
An old cemetery outside of Chicago, headed West,
The Goth spotted a girl all dressed up in white.
The moon was full and high, vision at its very best,
She talked to him softly in the pale moonlight.
How could all of the things that the Goth held true,
Have prepared him for the experience he now witnessed:
For “Resurrection Mary” vanished without a single clue—
Not gone this time: she had a body to possess…
For the one called Bakiryu, there may have come an end:
But a woman’s spirit in a boy’s body is horror just began…
Pendragon
© 6/26/07
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Bakiryu, take everything with a grain of salt… I am a grand one for making a complete fool of myself…
So intent was he on writing the perfect poem, Pendragon forgot to eat, and died of starvation.