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Happy Third of July, people! Now come the pre-parties! Wewt! :D



Whelp, two great things happened to me. First, I got that darn Fury at it's dropping point, right before it re-raised, aaand I can now raise my two ravens. It makes it seem like the 4th of July is celebrating something else entirely.. >.>


.. The 4th of Sephly? Saint Seph's Day? Perhaps Sephster? Hallow-Seph? ...Sephmas?! It may happen.... maybe. ^_^


Anywho... really quiet lately. Spooky. O_o



~Seph
"I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult." -Rita Rudner "How Can Mirrors Be Real If Our Eyes Aren't Real?" -Jaden Smith

03-Jul-2010 17:04:38 - Last edited on 03-Jul-2010 17:05:51 by Seph

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Yeah, sorry about that. New chapter is being posted up right now. o:

Chapter 13: Inside The Fire

Recent premonitions have lead Modello to believe that the city of loss, Avdima, was going to be under the hellfire that was the city of the full moon, Iericho. His mind was scarred with images of blood red flames and the fearful screams of those who fled from Tamir Thymos.

He remembers watching the bodies of innocent people flying across the air like arrows as blood red liquid rush out from them. The scorching flames that brushed against his skin as the bodies of an innocent family of five laid without life reflected off of his emerald green irises. A scene so terrible that any man would have the mask of shock and macabre worn on their face.

Modello's black leather boots take steps in the hallway that was the west wing of the Avdima castle, the medic wing. His boots kissed the gray stone floor in an individual drumroll. The halls echoed with his footsteps, booming into Modello's partially covered ears.

His eyes taken of any emotion, they seem to just stare out in front of him. A nurse dressed in a blue gown and a white apron tied around her waist and neck with a white nurse hat on her head walked into the hallway with Modello. Her brown eyes look towards Modello, who seemed to be staring into the void. "Modello," she called. "You're awake? But shouldn't you be in bed?"

Modello continued to walk without any reply, his eyes not even drawn to her. His feet just continued to move, without stop. The nurse paused almost right in front of Modello, who just continued to walk towards her without moving.

Once close to her, Modello's left hand latched onto the nurse's right shoulder. "You're in my way." he mumbled as he strongly pushed the nurse out of his way. The push sent the nurse almost crashing into the wall, but the quick reaction of her planting her hands in front of her halted that from happening.
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The door that was originally Modello's room was cracked opened, and Moriah's pale blue irises peeked out from it. She watched as Modello pushed the nurse out of his way, and her eyes were down as if she were sad and worried. She then closes the door silently.

"Remember today!" yelled the familiar voice. "October 20th, the day your pathetic city is crushed by the hands of the master of the gods!" Those words were the words that echoed throughout Modello's head.

In the city of Iericho, in a run down church of Saradomin, the killer of the King and Queen of Avdima, Adrian, was on his knees before an altar with the beloved symbol of Saradomin crowning at the top.

The church was literally falling apart, much of the window's glass was shattered, the stained glass with Saradomin on it reaching out towards the star of Saradomin shined a colorful light from the sun that glowed in the sky.

The wooden roof had many holes where fallen pieces of wood were broke from natural conditions, such as wind or heavy rain. It seemed to resemble the civilization that Adrian lived among, whom have fallen from their faith. The benches that were once filled with people who fled here to listen to a priest preach with pray now laid empty or flipped over.

The floor had random patches of puddles from the recent rain. The church bell from the top of the roof cried out a hollow and silent whisper with each time the howling wind blew across it. It was safe to say that all others, besides Adrian, had forsaken their faith.

His hands folded together, his head was down pressing against his hands. His eyelids clashing against each other, keeping his emerald green irises from seeing anything besides a pitch black darkness. "Please, Lord Saradomin, forgive me for all of my crimes," he prayed. "I swear repentance for my deeds."
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His eyes slowly open up, but his ears couldn't help but to hear this incredible cry of fear and pain. His emerald green eyes shuffle out towards the window beside the altar. He watched in horror as a young man, on his knees, begged for mercy. "I'm sorry!" he yelped. "I'm sorry!"

"Is that all you have to say?" said a female voice. "Which do you prefer I cut off first - arms or legs?" It was a voice that sounded extremely familiar to Adrian. His eyes widened and widened as the scene grew more and more terrifying. His body was not his own, frozen in time it seemed.

The man shook like an earthquake. "P-please!" he stuttered. "I don't want to die!"

"Alina," said a voice that sounded like it was from a young man. "Enough, their lives are too important to be played with like toys!"

Adrian's eyes widened when he heard the young man called out the young female. "But it's not like I'm going to kill him," she replied. "Can't I just cut off his right arm?"

"I said enough, did I!?"

"Just his right arm?..."

"Enough!!" quickly shouting right after Alina finishes her sentence.

Alina sighed frustratedly. "Fine, ruin my fun, Tal." She pouted, then wrapped her chain spear around her waist. She crossed her arms like a knot as she turned her back on Tal. "You really are a disgraceful scum among us Zamorakians, aren't you?"

Tal glares back at Alina, but doesn't turn to face her. "...I am what I am..." he replied, his tone of voice much lower than it was before.

From on top of a building, Lelia watched the scene with Vincent sitting beside each other. Lelia sighed. "I really wish Tamir would stop telling her to kill innocent people." said Lelia. A cooling breeze passes through the two, Lelia's long black hair dances with the wind.

"Yeah..." mumbled Vincent, his voice under breath. But his head shuffled over towards Lelia. "Are you okay?..."

"Yeah, I'm fine." she replied. "How about you? Are you okay?"
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"I guess..." he replied, but then his head goes down. "I'm sorry to worry you..."

"You have no need to apologize."

Several hours passed, and the day had given into the darkness. Modello was in his house, laying down on his bed. His hands behind his head like he was under arrest and his eyes staring straight up at his ceiling as blank as a piece of wood. His mind blank of thought, of any feeling. His body felt numb to anything.

Up from top of a roof stared a man, Richard. His knees met the roof and his eyes glared into Modello's house. His crystal clear blue eyes shuffles toward the door into Modello's house, wooden as his house. A confident smirk grew on Richard's face. "You won't be living for long," said Richard. "Descendant of Zion."

Richard stood to his feet, the soles of his black leather boots met the wooden roof. The gleaming blue irises in his eyes showed his confidence, his preparation. He was ready for whatever was thrown his way. He reaches his left hand into the pocket of his navy blue greatcoat. What he puts out was a small glass square that fit perfectly in the palm of his hand.

He holds the small square shaped glass towards himself, reflecting his perfection. His confident smirk grew into a full blown arrogant smile. "Man, I am so beautiful." he muttered to himself, checking all features of his face. His perfectly constructed jawline, his incredibly bulging cheek bones, his pearl white teeth, his radiant glittering hair.

Recoiling back into Modello's house, his emerald green irises shuffle outside when he noticed something move. He saw the young Richard, checking himself out of course. Modello sat up off of his bed, his blonde hair ascending from his pillow. He glared out towards Richard, an emotionless but intense glare.
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Richard noticed at the corner of his eye that Modello had risen from his pillow, glaring towards him. Richard's motion froze when he saw Modello looking towards him, his facial expression changed from smiling to more of a serious look. He sluggishly recoiled his left hand with the mirror back into his greatcoat's pocket.

It slowly slithered back into his pocket like a snake. But then from behind Richard, he heard footsteps approach him. And then the area around him began enveloped by the light of a torch. "Hey," said a voice. "What are you doing out here at this hour?"

Richard shuffled his attention towards the person behind him. It was Lite, patrolling the city as a soldier of Avdima. Richard loses his intense look and returns back to the old Richard. He rubs the back of his head. "Just admiring the stars that glow as perfectly as me!" he replied, nervously. "Hahahahaha..."

Lite raised an eyebrow, a bit of the curious but suspicious side about Richard, who seemed nervous. "What's the matter, Richard?" asked Lite. "You don't seem like your usual self."

"Pssh," said Richard. "I am PERFECTLY fine."

Lite turned his back, now facing away from Richard. His head turned back towards Richard. "Very well," he said. "I'll leave you to your business." After his words, his feet began to takes steps that made Lite walk away from Richard.
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04-Jul-2010 08:23:16

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Richard sighed, but then quickly his eyes returned to Modello. But Modello had disappeared from the sight of the glass window that was the only eye into Modello's house. Richard closed his eyes and sighed once again. "I'll get him one day," Richard said in his head, walking away from the spot he once stood on. "I am a proud Zinist, I cannot allow a descendant of Zion to live."

The night quickly gave back into the light. The sun rose high above the clouds that swarmed the sky and shined a radiant light that brightened the world up. However, it was the date that Modello learned about yesterday that may hold a card of death and flames behind it. October 20th.

A premonition that Modello had forecasted blood and flames to engulf the streets of Avdima, perhaps leading to it's destruction. Modello opened his eyes to the day, a burning light greeted him with a unusually warm gasp of breath. It bit all over his body at, at least, 110 degrees Fahrenheit. Something was terribly wrong in Modello's mind...something...

He shuffled his eyes out towards the window to glance outside, and to his surprise, the world and the city he lived in was a battlefield of flames that ripped across buildings. Screams of terror and fear swam across the air and blared into Modello's house.

Modello quickly latched his one-foot dagger that was sheathed beside his bed and rushed off. His body quickly springs off of the cotton cloud that was his bed and his feet swiftly race over towards his door in earnest. As his feet hasted towards his door, he hears aghast screams that beckoned for his attention.
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04-Jul-2010 08:29:05

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