Captain Hook lunged at Peter Pan, blocking his blow and countering with a swish of his wrist. He overstepped his next strike however, and when the boy dodged it, he stabbed the pirate behind Pan right in the gut. "Oops," the captain shrugged, kicking the man off of his blade and onto the deck. "Don't get in the way next time!"
uh yeah lol thats why i asked it.
you didnt answer my last question...
lol not too much. just trying to get thru school, get a higher paying job, and go skiing a bunch before winter is over! :D
gave 5 months? 5 months of what and why?
hey hey! whats up, cracker? ;)
ooh i see. sounds like you need some other "someones" in your life :)
uh oh :( whats up?
haha you could say that! im just tryin to make it luckier now! :D
its actually just life in general lol
life lol trying to find a good enough job to pay for college and for all my bills so i dont get kicked out of my house... along with trying to...
oh good :D wish i had more time to get online here! seems im pretty busy lately :(
decent enough :) how are you?
OOC: *sigh* oh fine if you didnt like my last fantastic post, I guess ill do this one now... BIC: Captain Hook drew his sword and pointed its tip downward at the boy. "You want to die, then, Pan? I hate having to stoop to your level, child!"
Get away, Van Helsing thought at Edward, hoping he'd be able to hear him. My wounds from him are healing; I can handle this. Get them all out of here. Dracula's smile lessened slightly but his grip tightened. "Letting him go would serve neither of us any good," he snapped. "This is what we're meant to do; collide, fight, destroy the other until ultimate death. Fate and the gods have decided it to be this way, and it has happened for much longer than you can comprehend. Now..." He paused, putting both hands to Jinx's throat and shoving her hard away from him, into the nearest tree, sending it to the ground along with all its neighbors. "Run away," he continued heartlessly. "Get your friends and go. I will have more brides, with less interference once the left hand of God is dead. Go." "Go?" Edward repeated, trying not to show his reaction to the hunter's words. "The only place I'm going is in there to help Jinx and Van Helsing! Now do you agree or not?"
OOC: yeah, i can understand where both you boys are coming from, jeffrey-kun needs a break from rping and pezz doesnt need to write a novel on here practically by himself. Maybe we all just need to take a break for now and then we can start up again later when its better for us all? Just an idea :)
Captain Hook farted on Peter Pan, giggled, hopped in three circles, stripped naked, and went swimming with fifty five fat, ugly homosexual pirates in penguin suits.
OOC: you women post too much! (i cannot BELIEVE i just said that) now i have to read all this crap...
haha me too! someone would have to pick up all the pieces lol
Dracula looked up from Van Helsing, smelling the air where Jinx was moving. He reached out swiftly and with his right hand caught the vampire by the throat. He squeezed tightly, lifting the girl three feet off the ground. "This is the girlfriend, no?" he taunted the injured werewolf, flashing Jinx a vicious grin as her glamour began to stutter and fade under his power. "I told you they'd come, no matter how far you ran. Tell me, little dear," he continued in a softer tone at Jinx, "how do you like the hunter of your kind now, broken and bestial?" Edward caught up with Michael and Beatrice, Hannah not far behind him. "Great, you've got her," he said at Michael. "Now where the hell did Jinx go? Honestly, how are we supposed to do anything without us all together to think?" Lestat wanted to laugh, but swallowed the idea, actually caring to not hurt his child's feelings. Little one, he began patiently. I may be your father, but I am not a... paternal person. You must realize that. I care for you, yes. I helped you by turning you, yes. I've given you more attention that you deserve, yes. But... I am Lestat de Lioncourt, tiny Bee! A fantastically good looking, brilliant, wealthy, immortal, power Frenchman that only has one real love in his life... and he lives in New Orleans. I've made three children, all sad, selfish mistakes and one is dead. You might be next if you don't learn to think for and take care of yourself. He paused, feeling her emotional reaction to the thoughts he'd sent. Begrudgingly, he added, And, yes, you have me for as long as I see fit.
