Post by TheRipz on Mar 30, 2008 13:01:22 GMT -5
Murosaki: “That machine takes your good qualities, and your bad qualities and separates them, when its completed a single person will go in, and two will come out… than we will discover how to swap traits... so we can separate all of the rebellions, and live as the ultimate dictatorship, we’ve been testing it on humans and animals, all the animals went crazy trying to bite at the air… and all the humans had hallucinations…. I wonder what will happen to a gifted child like yourself…”
The door slid shut and Ian stared looking at it…a semi-deep voice came from Ian’s right.
Unknown: “what a douche… we should rip off his head and shit down his throat”
Another much lighter voice came from Ian’s left.
Unknown: “harming others when not necessary is not the right thing to do…”
Ian: “…I’ma totally shit down his… what the fuck”
Ian looked to his left, an angelic woman flew with wings and a halo, he than looked to his right and a red devil with horns, a pitchfork and a tail flew just over his shoulder, the two of them flew in front of Ian looking at him.
Ian: “ahh hallucinogens… you make life worth living…”
Unknown: “yes, when we return to earth, remember to take multiple and vast amounts of hallucinogenic substances, they feel so good…”
Unknown: “you know that anything that causes impaired judgment could have serious long-term repercussions; it simply isn’t worth throwing away your future ability for a short term pleasure”
Ian: “introductions anyone?”
Unknown: “how rude of us, I am The Arcane Angel, and this is The Arcane Sinner”
Arc Sinner: “say Arc, it makes it sound like a code name or something, not like some holy crap that was spewed out of some 15 year old emo kids mouth. Fucking emo poetry, I poke myself to feel the pain, blood falls to the floor, I live. STFU AND DIE ALREADY”
Ian: “I like the name Arcane Sinner…”
Arc Sinner: “I ain’t saying it’s a bad name or nothing, but it really pisses you off when people keep saying it over and over HEY ARCANE SINNER COME LOOK AT THIS, HEY ARCANE SINNER I FOUND PIE… man…”
Ian: “right… do you mind me calling you Arc Angel?”
Arc Angel: “not at all”
Ian: “well now that that’s over and done with… what are you guys!?”
Arc Angel: “we are your conscious, that machine you went threw earlier takes the part of you that is dormant, the constant battle between the good and evil, and gives it a spiritual form unlike that it was before”
Arc Sinner: “la la la blaw blaw blaw, more boring chick stuff, long story short, odds are you’re the only one who can see us…”
Ian: “and you know this stuff how?”
Arc Sinner: “its like fucking nature to me, damn”
Arc Angel: “yes, it is as if we were born with this knowledge… we will remain invisible… but if you can unleash the energy, you may summon us to the field… we posses a small percentage of your power…”
Arc Sinner: “yea, fucking summon me already, so I can totally fucking wreck this place…shit down that bastard’s throat…”
Ian: “good to have some company with me before I die….”
The door slid shut and Ian stared looking at it…a semi-deep voice came from Ian’s right.
Unknown: “what a douche… we should rip off his head and shit down his throat”
Another much lighter voice came from Ian’s left.
Unknown: “harming others when not necessary is not the right thing to do…”
Ian: “…I’ma totally shit down his… what the fuck”
Ian looked to his left, an angelic woman flew with wings and a halo, he than looked to his right and a red devil with horns, a pitchfork and a tail flew just over his shoulder, the two of them flew in front of Ian looking at him.
Ian: “ahh hallucinogens… you make life worth living…”
Unknown: “yes, when we return to earth, remember to take multiple and vast amounts of hallucinogenic substances, they feel so good…”
Unknown: “you know that anything that causes impaired judgment could have serious long-term repercussions; it simply isn’t worth throwing away your future ability for a short term pleasure”
Ian: “introductions anyone?”
Unknown: “how rude of us, I am The Arcane Angel, and this is The Arcane Sinner”
Arc Sinner: “say Arc, it makes it sound like a code name or something, not like some holy crap that was spewed out of some 15 year old emo kids mouth. Fucking emo poetry, I poke myself to feel the pain, blood falls to the floor, I live. STFU AND DIE ALREADY”
Ian: “I like the name Arcane Sinner…”
Arc Sinner: “I ain’t saying it’s a bad name or nothing, but it really pisses you off when people keep saying it over and over HEY ARCANE SINNER COME LOOK AT THIS, HEY ARCANE SINNER I FOUND PIE… man…”
Ian: “right… do you mind me calling you Arc Angel?”
Arc Angel: “not at all”
Ian: “well now that that’s over and done with… what are you guys!?”
Arc Angel: “we are your conscious, that machine you went threw earlier takes the part of you that is dormant, the constant battle between the good and evil, and gives it a spiritual form unlike that it was before”
Arc Sinner: “la la la blaw blaw blaw, more boring chick stuff, long story short, odds are you’re the only one who can see us…”
Ian: “and you know this stuff how?”
Arc Sinner: “its like fucking nature to me, damn”
Arc Angel: “yes, it is as if we were born with this knowledge… we will remain invisible… but if you can unleash the energy, you may summon us to the field… we posses a small percentage of your power…”
Arc Sinner: “yea, fucking summon me already, so I can totally fucking wreck this place…shit down that bastard’s throat…”
Ian: “good to have some company with me before I die….”
