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  1. the voice inside Ixidors head subside as he fell down on his knees. "what was that? not really a good impression infront of this jury. was that really my thoughts showing?" as he mumbles. "Now to the last one, this is getting boring. What is is biggest flaw, and what do you have that redeem yourself?" Ixidor stands up and pull him self together as he sniff his nose "Uhmm...i'm sorry that my life hasn't been exciting than the people i meet here, but my biggest flaws is that the mistakes i make always out weights my right doings cuz thats the only one that counts for me, my life apparently hasn't have an eraser and i not really good at fixing stuff like my drawings. I wanna prove something! " he hesitate to answer the last question and only words that he can think of and release from his lips as "I don't know" as he shed a tear running from his face.
  2. "Uhmm.. your honor i dont agree everything he said! my statement stands on its own!" as Ixidor plead and cries out loud. well the cats out of the bag and his right you know he really is pathetic! my statement stand on its own as well, I am Ixidor's repress emotion, this boy has a lot of imagination you know. well its sad to say i could be the next Hitler if he just listen to me! "You seem to like drawing. What is the feeling that drives you to do that?" As both parties answer the judges question.. "my inspiration is peace and it calms me" "my inspiration is power and it gives me strength" "my inspiration is knowledge!" "my inspiration is the ignorance of others!" "I will improve the world with art living in harmony!" "I will change the world with art by any means necessary !"
  3. As soon as the judge weave his hand and the young painter seems relief "Thank you mister! sorry for the about being emotional before, uhm...My parents sent me on this hill in search of the "perfect art" to prove my worth to them. I don't really know if this "Perfect Art" exist in this place but i'm willing to find it and understand how the world works in harmony." as he sniff his runny nose and suddenly follows a headache as he looks around the courtroom. As his subconscious side seems to pop in his head doubting him "fool! you really are pathetic! there is no perfect art! only the perspective of our world matters! to erase and get rid of every mistake this goddamn world has to offer like your parents and those that don't understand! To create a new! now that is truly a perfect art! playing god by deciding who gets to live and who gets to die! Ixidor hold his head and shouted "Stop it!" as Ixidor was ashamed out of that outburst "Im sorry about that, that is all you honor"
  4. "whhaaat?! so many voices popping out of nowhere which one are you? It doesn't matter, most of my fingers are crippled. pretty soon I cant do the thing i love the most...might as well get this over with" as the young painter's hopeless voice cries out to the judge as he sheds a tear.
  5. The cartoonish bear was stop in its tracks as the man create a portal and disappeared without a trace, as the bear changes direction, good thing Ethic and Ixidor was unconscious as the crude bear sniffs them out and went in a different direction of the library. Ixidor opens his eyes once more only to find the dark coated man is gone. as blood drools from his mouth while looking up the library ceiling and thinking "that was close..who was that guy? seems merciful than the others" as he lay on the cold library floor.
  6. Ixidor was laying down and slowly opens his eyes and turn his head slightly as he saw a black trench coat man holding a sword against the unconsious Ethic's throat. He realize that his dream was right he can't move his left hand and he was barely moving. he reach down deeper in his satchel with his right hand struggling to draw something in the skechtpad, with every stroke he winced in pain. he don't know what it is, but he didn't care. but suddenly a burst light come out. It was poorly drawn 2D bear with just outlines and no details like a toddler draws it. As the fragile cartoonish bear attacks the shady character, Ixidor pass out once again.
  7. As the rapid bone-made horse makes its way through the library, the young painter sees Ethic as dodge out the way and pass right through him. Ixidor looks turn around his head seeing Ethic flashes his card powers once more as he was surrounded by the shadow creatures coming out of nowhere "there's mr.ethic! Whoa! Stop mr.horse!... as he plead to the skeletal rapid horse as it continues its pace. with that Ixidor realize that he can stop anytime he want as his hand glows "Arggh... Idiot! why i haven't thought of this earlier" as he extend his hand through the horses skull as it glows and slowly disolves into eraser dust and makes its way through the horses body, which leads the young painter ejected through his ride and sent his small body flying through the neaby bookcase with such impact shattering the bookcase in half, You can hear the crashing woods and the books fall into the ground as the dust settles. "IXIDOOOOOOR!!!!!" was the last thing Ixidor heard before he blackout. *Dreamstate* Ixidor slowly opens his eyes only to see himself in a white empty room. "Where am i!?" he said with a soft spoken voice. He heard a slow clap coming out from the distance as it seems he is not alone in this place. "Who are you? am i dead?" Me?! the question is who are you!? you're pathetic that's what you are! and no, well not yet as the voice replied with a slimy threatening tone as it echoes through the room. Whhaaa.. Ixidor replied with a curious tone but he can finish his sentence, it seems he was being forced choked from a unseen presence. I'm you silly...well the cool part anyway.. like the way i pimp your little horsey ride? Ixidor struggles to speak out and just before then his finger bones snap as Ixidor sheds a tear. "Hey, hey i'm talking here.. where are your manners?...Now tell me what good is a painter without his hands !?" as the malevolent presence snap every finger from his left hand and let go of the hold. I envy you, you are practically God that can create anything that he can draw and still choose to be a pathetic loser, what a waste... "Who are you,Why are you doing this!?" as Ixidor ask with a frighten trembling voice and takes a grip on his neck smoothing the pain. I am the chaos of your order, I am the nightmare of your dreams,every time you create something for morality and the well fare of others i will be there to mess it up! I am the opposite of you.. as long you exist I do as well! I suggest you build a God complex, By the way your fingers are still broken in the real world after that crash, Ops well i said too much..See you when i see you. as the voice fades leaving a maniacal laugh.
  8. Akuma was in the mid way of the bridge when he heard the commotion and the flapping what seems to be a horde of Stirge. his allies got it covered so far with the power of earth and fire on their side, Akuma bash his way through the remaining Stirges in front of him as he sprints towards. an unfamiliar voice was heard at the other side of the bridge. "COme on you bastards! OVER HERE!!!" Akuma sees the lizard thing as an ally and shouted "Come on! He's right! The more that we stay on this bridge the likely will be these foul beast's next meal!".
  9. Ixidor seems hopeless as one seems to answer him, He grew tired of waiting for some to repond as he mumbles "What am i doing here probably mister ethic is somewhere in this labyrinth library hmm...dont know if his is wise but i guess I should follow my instincts" as he hopefully use his powers as he draws a transportation to get around the maze, "And there.. a Horse!" he said after he finished his sketchwork. A white horse appeared before his eyes as he picks up his sketchpad on the ground. The white horse offered a ride as it bends its 4 knees on the child's feet. "Ok, Mr.horse i want you to carry me as we search for my friend", As soon as he said that, the horse didn't move. " Hey,come on giddyyup mr.horse" as the horse change its tone and tilt its body rapidly. Suddenly the horse's eye begin to turn red, as its skin begins to decay. the white horse was no more. Instead Ixidor's ride transform into a nighmare skeleton rapid stallion. "Whoa whats going on!" as he said. Before he got idea getting down the rapid skeleton horse decided to give him a ride he wont forget. as it gallops and started running through the aisle of the bookshelf in a wild manner knocking everything in its path, Ixidor hang on for dear life as it makes its way through the maze. as the horse passes through every corner of the aisle, he glimpse at the Old gentleman with a another shady fellow that seems to be holding a dagger but it was all a blur as the horse takes him on a rodeo. "Hey, that old man from before, he seems to be in trouble maybe i should help him, if i only know how to stop this thing!" as he cries and the skeleton horse hurled through the pile of books heading in a different direction.
  10. in this forum!? Next sentence! (the combo continues!)
  11. *insert Metapod used harden jokes here* oh wait..
  12. Oh miss a lot with all these RPers popping out when i'm a sleep. lol Im glad you guys resolve this misunderstanding last mor-night(for me)but i hate to K_H go in all of these, must be a rash decision on his part. well its bridge under the water now and whatever happens happens in the future of this RP. EDIT: @tamer i think our IC is in a wild goose chase here. since ixidor returns in that battlefield, i like it!
  13. After the landing, Ixidor went looking for Ethic in this library turn into a battlefield with all the wreckage. Suddenly everyone started retreating for Ixidor was dumbfounded of what just happen. In his shocked he saw the one legged giant eagle can't stand up due to its lack of balance as it struggles in pain. Ixidor felt sympathic as his hands glow as he thrust out his arm towards his creation trying to end its misery "hate to see you struggle mr.eagle, goodnight my creation" as the eagle evaporated into thin air like it was just pencil shavings as the young painter sheds a tear. as the Wererat and his new found friends went through a different directions, He saw a glimpse of Ethic's fatigue jacket as it runs through another aisle. "whats going on?where is everybody going!?" as he screams in worried in this seems to be in an empty part of the wreckage of this library.
  14. After Sid takes a quick nap and finally woke up as soon as he hears the engine of the troop truck ready to depart. "Hmm finally now were going somewhere" as Sid look at the capsule trying to figure out how to return his GAO to the ball, he press the button in the middle of it as he pointed it to Shinx and Horsea as they were sleeping side by side as the laser light engulfs them " Man you guys are out for too long, getting spoiled for about carrying you rascals." He casually walks through the vehicle waiting for the others to finish.
  15. Ixidor was acknowledge by the girl carrying the child, he completely trust them as soon as the girl give her word. "Maybe Kenny can heal this damsel, maybe i should do something think think.." as he mumbles. Hmm seeing people here have powers here and that maybe lion isn't a fluke that come out from my pad..just maybe as he pulls out his sketchpad and sketch an eagle. "Come on focus don't wanna screw this up than the last time" as he puts real effort to drawing the eagle.his sketchpad begins to glow once more bringing life to the Eagle with only one foot that is the size of the bookshelf itself as it seems obedient enough as Ixidor "well this is progress, ok mr.eagle i want you to carry me and our new found friends here back to hall" as Ixidor rides the giant eagle on its back and without any question it snatches the 2 strangers in its one foot as it flies through the library maze making its way to the others, bursting out the shelves "Hey guys i have a new found friends here!" as his tone change as he sees they're fighting some wererat.
  16. Ixidor was frozen in fear as a bunch of shadow creatures ran wild through the halls that they're standing. He was caught in rock and hard place betweenthe spawn of shadows and the hitman with the shotgun as he gaze upon his cold eyes as he takes a gulp and hesitated what to do next. As Ethic flashes the his powers at the enemy shadows and seems to get the job done, he finds opportunity and decided to run away as he gets his sketchpad on the floor from the previous aisle. "Ok i know you can do this Mister Ethic is counting on me so far I've done a lousy job...Argh." as he picks up his pad. he takes a peek of what is happening on the halls as the Kid from before Kenny was being treated by Ethic. as he saw a mysterious man with a purple shirt pass by him(Damian) "Hey! mister! can you help us please! ?" he cried as the man seems to be in a hurry. Ixidor chases him but got lost on track in this library maze. As He saw a young girl holding a child in the corner of the aisle that seems to be suffering from a headache. He was too afraid to approach them so he conceal himself behind the bookshelf observing them.
  17. Micheal Bay's Transformers. Ops..Next sentence!
  18. hmm.. *search google for the meaning of ninja'd* conscience clear.. I just drop the bass books as i go
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