Post by daisuke on Jul 2, 2012 13:21:08 GMT -5
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[/font][/style]| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/FrIVr.png); width:410px; padding:10px,bTable][STYLE=background-color:#efefef; border:1px #282828 dotted; text-align:justify; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#282828; padding:3px; width:280px; margin-top:15px; margin-bottom:15px; overflow:auto; height:216px]Casually he place a hand on his wrist and began to count to ten. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Yup, his heart was still beating even if the beating was slightly elevated. He could feel his lungs taking in air and exhaling it out so he knew they were working as well. But how could that be when he was obviously dead? There was no other explanation other than hallucination that he could possibly be seeing what he was. What had been in that alcohol the night before anyways? Or had it been this morning? Losing track of the last time he had gotten drunk was common place for him and nothing for him to worry about. His sister would tell him when the last time he had drank was. Now, where was his sister? For that matter where was his bed? Or even his room? Or the more miraculous question of where was his house? He had been known to misplace many a things but never something quite as large as his own home. This was a new one for him. He wasn't usually a wandering drunk but it seemed as though this time he had wandered somewhere past the usual and straight into a fairy tale, or a monster story, as most of the creatures that walked past him were of the large and terrifying sort. The one in particular that wouldn't leave him looked to be somewhat fierce if not smaller than some of the rest. The armor he wore reminded him of some of the samurai sets from his own home. It wasn't the first time he had seen this monster though. The last time had been on a computer screen before the game he had been investigating had shut down. His Ryudamon was just standing there, staring straight ahead at the road in a stoic manner. And people thought he was to serious.[/style](WORDS) 000 (TAGS) you and bob (NOTES) anything short please (CREDIT) template made by oxymoron! of back to neverland |
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