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[table] Immortal Gucci | | | | | [/table]
a small group of people pressed together by odd and unfortunate circumstances, unbeknownst to them they are nothing short of unrealized deities in training. All that they are aware of is that there are evil forces that run about and consistently create havoc in the little piece of the world that they know, and they have been told they are all that can truly stop it. Whether they believe it to be a lie or destiny they have accepted the task to be gathered in their inconspicuous abode under the teachings of several teachers and masters that seem to appear and disappear as they please.
the small group will consist of four people, perhaps five if someone is interested enough, representing the four Chinese constellations. The Azure Dragon, the Vermilion Bird, the White Tiger, and the Black Tortoise or Warrior. There is to be one samurai, one ninja, one courtesan or concubine, and one of royalty (empress, emperor, king, etc). The "celestials" or other gods that wish to see this project succeed are concerned about informing the four about everything, the whole truth as they continue to watch them train and even appear sometimes as creatures or their teachers. Meanwhile the gods and demons that do not wish for the four to rise to their former power constantly seek them out to destroy them, enjoying causing chaos in the wake of their search.
revised plot text.
Title Text
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[table] WHy you need to know about my sex-uel-ali-teh,
I just like pretty people, and pretty personality
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a small group of people pressed together by odd and unfortunate circumstances, unbeknownst to them they are nothing short of unrealized deities in training. All that they are aware of is that there are evil forces that run about and consistently create havoc in the little piece of the world that they know, and they have been told they are all that can truly stop it. Whether they believe it to be a lie or destiny they have accepted the task to be gathered in their inconspicuous abode under the teachings of several teachers and masters that seem to appear and disappear as they please.
a small group of people pressed together by odd and unfortunate circumstances, unbeknownst to them they are nothing short of unrealized deities in training. All that they are aware of is that there are evil forces that run about and consistently create havoc in the little piece of the world that they know, and they have been told they are all that can truly stop it. Whether they believe it to be a lie or destiny they have accepted the task to be gathered in their inconspicuous abode under the teachings of several teachers and masters that seem to appear and disappear as they please.
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[b]Normani | [/table]
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Jack | [b]
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a small group of people pressed together by odd and unfortunate circumstances, unbeknownst to them they are nothing short of unrealized deities in training. All that they are aware of is that there are evil forces that run about and consistently create havoc in the little piece of the world that they know, and they have been told they are all that can truly stop it. Whether they believe it to be a lie or destiny they have accepted the task to be gathered in their inconspicuous abode under the teachings of several teachers and masters that seem to appear and disappear as they please.
a small group of people pressed together by odd and unfortunate circumstances, unbeknownst to them they are nothing short of unrealized deities in training. All that they are aware of is that there are evil forces that run about and consistently create havoc in the little piece of the world that they know, and they have been told they are all that can truly stop it. Whether they believe it to be a lie or destiny they have accepted the task to be gathered in their inconspicuous abode under the teachings of several teachers and masters that seem to appear and disappear as they please.
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One-Shot
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Normani & Jack were walking among the inner city of the Bad Lands. Normani had wanted to look for a shelter they could dwell in for the time being, one that was away from all these people. Jack was more enthusiastic about finding a sword, but the thought of Normani having a nervous breakdown sounded cumbersome so he went along with her goal to find this reclusive abode.
"Maybe they have a place with white picket fences." Jack chided playfully, perhaps she would find a light laugh in it. She combated that quip with,"Jack, keep your voice down, I don't want to drag any attention to us."
"Well that's not going to happen. Normani we are new, fresh faces, there are going to be some people that are going to at least look at us. You're SOL." Normani chose not to respond, her lips creasing tightly together. Meanwhile as they shuffled on, Jack periodically waved and smiled sharply to passerby's. It only took the one instance of Normani turning back to Jack for her to bump into someone. Her heart stopped and she turned back to the girl she had run into on a dime.
"Oh flubbing crass, I am so sorry." Normani was expecting the worst. A fight, or being jumped by the girl and her three girlfriends behind her, or killed. Would Jack make it. For some reason she imagined him laughing like a masochist as he was being murdered. the girl in front of her was in a loud yellow studded jacket with a white under shirt and a clubby black skirt. Her posse wore something of similar fashion but her focus had panicked, narrowing only on her.
"Whoa girl, chill, it's okay." the girl's voice was harsh, but not as threatening as Normani had imagined. What? Normani was starting to feel even more flustered and nervous, this wasn't the reaction she had been expecting. Somehow that made it that much harder to deal with. No way this place was this understanding, no way she had been over-reacting when she told Jack they were going to be killed in this place. She just wanted a place to go and be alone, to think, reflect, analyze, and come to some sense. "Oh, okay, well we're going to go now."
Normani forcefully slapped her grip onto one of Jack's arms and moved into skirt around the crew. But the girl just as forcefully made resistance to her escape placing her strength in an arm on her shoulder. "You don't have to run off either, you two are new here right?"
"Wow, how could you have possibly guessed? Jack spoke facetiously, dead ass looking at the back of Normani's head. The girl however did not seem to figure out if Jack was being an asshole, or a funny guy. Unsure her attention primarily remained on Normani. "I am-"
Normani cut her off, nerves having worked up to the point she had just wanted to jet, "if you could just lets us go on our way that would be great."
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[b]Normani & Jack | [/table]
THE WALKING DEAD FANFIC CONCEPT DIALOGUE OF CHARACTERS A & B
"Hello sir, may I climb you?"
"You know what you gotta do now?"
"..."
"You going to make me say it"
"..." (So angry and sad at the same time, grimacing)
"You gotta kill me now." (big ass smile on face)
"This is bullshit" (looking at decapitated leg)
long stare
"I think I'd rather be dead."
"Too bad, you aren't dead."
"Because you did not kill me"
"I know, I was there."
(face of comical, judging ass disapproval vs. face of facetious, triumphant amusement)
"You are an asshole"
"Quit self-projecting."
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