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Post by Egyptian Myth on Mar 14, 2007 18:15:39 GMT -5
Sid kept a steady glare on Edward, still tense, fingers twitching on his scythe almost with anticipation. "Friends, huh?" He air quoted with his free hand. "No, I don't think I get what you mean, Shorty." He raised an eyebrow, deciding to - in an attempt to annoy Edward - make it clear just how many feet Sid's glare had to travel to get down to him. Being annoying was one of his favorite hobbies.
( Oh my. :3 The Insult of Doom. x3 This oughtta be fun. )
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Post by Miles Edgeworth on Mar 14, 2007 18:46:59 GMT -5
[Ooooh, dear. xDDD]
Edward felt his blood pressure skyrocket as he clenched his fists and teeth. He shut his eyes tight and let out a scream of anger, jumping into the sky and going semi-chibi as he freaked out. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT THAT THEY COULDN'T BE SEEN EVEN WITH A MAGNIFYING GLASS?! I'M STILL GROWING YOU SCYTHE-WEILDING IDIOT!!!"
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Post by Egyptian Myth on Mar 14, 2007 18:50:32 GMT -5
Sid blinked, a brief anime sweatdrop forming behind him. His eyebrow remained raised. "I didn't call you anything like that, Shorty. I called you Shorty, Shrimp." He easily held back a smirk, remaining serious-faced. He was an expert at this; now that he had found Ed's weakspot already, this would be easy peasy. He leaned down to Ed's height and wagged a finger in his face thrice. "And calling people idiots isn't very nice, Shorty." He motioned to his scythe with an extravaggant wave of his hand. "Plus, you could've hurt his feelings, idiot."
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Post by Miles Edgeworth on Mar 14, 2007 18:54:24 GMT -5
"ANYTHING ELSE YOU WANNA CALL ME? MIDGET? HALF-PINT? BITE-SIZED? I'M STILL GROWING YOU FREAKING-" He stopped, suddenly looking confused, and restored back to normal. His confusion morphed into a look of slight anger, but his voice sounded as if he was highly pissed. "What the hell do you mean, 'hurt it's feelings'? It's a weapon, not a person! Whatdya do, take me for some kinda idiot?!"
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Post by Egyptian Myth on Mar 14, 2007 19:02:19 GMT -5
Sid smirked faintly now. "Hmmmm." He said, as if thinking about it hard. ".. Nah, I think you covered everything, Shorty." He blinked once when the reference to his scythe was made. He looked down at it a minute and gave it an apologetic look, like one gives to a friend when their child or spouse embarresses them. "Weapons are people too, you fun-sized meany-face." He replied bitterly, glaring at Edward slightly. His mind briefly wandered to that new tazer he'd get if he won this thing; his old one had at first been confescated, but then stolen from the one who confescated it, and crushed under the thief's foot. /The bastard./ Sid thought angrily.
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Post by Miles Edgeworth on Mar 16, 2007 12:17:37 GMT -5
Edward tried his best to control his anger, but his face was red and he was steaming. "LOOK," he snapped through gritted teeth. "Weapons aren't people. They're objects used to abuse others. They don't have feelings, thoughts or a right to be respected. Hell, all the weapons in the world should be burned!" His eyes flashed with seriousness, and his appearence was now composed. "Weapons do bad things to people undeserving of harm, you know." He quickly flashed on an image of his brother being dragged into the gate, before he had bonded his soul to a suit of armor. /He wasn't hurt with a weapon... alchemy is only a weapon if you make it that... right?/. His expression changed to slightly worried as he thought this.
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Post by The_End on Mar 16, 2007 15:55:48 GMT -5
Haruko looked away from the patch of forest she was watching, she turned her head toward a voice of a man. She heard what he asked and said, "No nothing is bothering me..." She then sighed and picked up her guitar again. She strummed the strings listening to the notes she played out of boredom. After awhile she looked back up at the man and asked "Can I help you?" She then added in an undertone mostly to herself "Not that you can help me with what I am looking for...." She defintately did not suspect that this mysterious persona would be capable of producing a strong enough N.O. to bring Atomsk out of hiding. She was already formulating a plan to try to get the other man, the one who left without a word to produce N.O.
Excel finally decided to check out the stream noise from before. "Come on Menchi lets go get some wah wah!" She then stood up and looked around to see where Menchi went off to. "MEEENCHIII!!" Excel screamed flailing her arms into the air listening to her wail echo across the quiet Island.
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Post by Egyptian Myth on Mar 16, 2007 16:13:56 GMT -5
( ..... ::Blink blink.:: ....... ........ Ryo..... what's N.O. .... ? It's.. direly important that I know. I would love you for eternity if you told me. ._. ) Sid glared fully now. "How dare you! Some weapons do too have feelings and thoughts..! But who they kill isn't their fault!" He whipped his scythe up and then down onto Ed's head, whacking him with only the side of the blade but quite hard nonetheless. Now his fingers were really gripping the scythe, ready to use it how it would typically be used if necessary. Bakura, having found one of the few caves on the island, jumped awake - tense - as he heard several gunshots. Sitting and leaning against the back of the cave, as the structure wasn't that complex but deep enough to be pitch black at the back, he had been sleeping. At first his eyes narrowed, but then he relaxed and smirked faintly. /They're already killing each other. How entertaining... Maybe I'll go watch./ He yawned tiredly, briefly exposing his fang-like, almost inhuman canines. /.. On second thought, maybe later tonight./ He leaned back against the cold stone again and slowly closed his eyes to resume sleeping.
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