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Death, 3“Boy!” Jaser Sr. wheeled his way into the room that his son was busy brooding in, or so it would have appeared. Not that his father cared what he was doing. “You and I must talk.” “Not now dad, I have work to do.” Jaser rubbed his forehead. “I have portals to open, troops to prepare and an angry mate to deal with.” “Your dear brother Kylite can take care of the portals, Captain Desault and Colonel Shotzitnun can deal with the troops.” His father began counting off the problems and their solutions on his fingers. “And the last issue is the one I want to talk to you about.”Death, 3
by ~kylite
Death, 2Maro rubbed his eyes and stretched as best he could on the couch he’d slept on over the night. The guy he’d met the day before had been kind enough to let him live in his house temporarily, at least until he figured things out. It was a nice one story house, it wasn’t huge but for one person it was perfect. Maro lay in the living room where there was a table for four a few smaller tables and shelves with pictures, flowers and general décor and a strange crystal structure sitting on a in front of him. It had a box like structure in the center and on both sides was a tower of crystal. “Hey, good morning,” AthDeath, 2
by ~kylite
Death, 1The rest of the day passed as anyone could as expected, Jaser’s warriors began preparing work crews to clean up the battle torn island, Christie, with Richter’s help, continued the bonding process with her Aunt and everything began to normal. Except for Pandora, ever since staring at her son’s dead body she’d been silent. Jaser had taken her up to the relatively undamaged hotel and their penthouse at the top. The two sat at a small coffee table in front of a fire with all the lights out, a few opened and unopened packages of ice cream sat on the table between them. “So are you ever going to talk to me agaiDeath, 1
by ~kylite
Sources, 3“Coming through!” Richter shoved his way past a few of Jaser’s armor plated warriors. “One side!” “What’s his hurry?” One of the warriors said as they watched him continue his run. They then looked back and saw Psycho’s alter ego Todd march past them at a brisk pace. He’d found a discarded hand axe and had it firm in his grip, the warriors could see nothing short of a pure rage in his eye. “Oh, that’s why.” “He’s a dead man.” Another commented and the others nodded in agreement.Sources, 3
After quickly tending to Pandora’s face Jaser went over
by ~kylite
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A man who never spends time with his family, shall never be a real man~ The Godfather
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A man who never spends time with his family, shall never be a real man~ The Godfather
Kyle
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ATTACK OF THE 3'S!!!! 8D ...Or something...
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So many nights
Legs tangled tight
Wrap me up in a dream with you
Close up these eyes
Try not to cry
All that I got to pull me through
Is memories of you
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Kyle
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