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Marc
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Become grand master of the known universe...umm and a death metal lord
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Poetry writting song lyrics. story writing. My imagenationis teriffying! But I do enjoy entertaining. Make peope laugh is the best feeling in the world!
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Wednesday, March 2, 2005
Yo here is a new character I made up for you guys to write about. tell me what you think!
Archimedes
“Piers, more wine for our guests...now!” announced Archimedes. Sighing deeply he raised the ice-cold glass to the light and flicked it. A crystal sound echoed around the marble room, seemingly satisfied he allowed the waiter to continue pouring the wine. He handed the wine across the table to the elf sitting opposite in very formal clothing. The elf nodded his thanks swilled the liquid around the glass and stuck his nose deep into the aromatic fragrance. “Ah 1980 Burden wine, a very good year” said the elf, his voice very dominating. “Only the best for you my dear Ribiton!” laughed Archimedes easing the tension in the room. The two men had been sat engaging in conversation all afternoon, sipping his wine Archimedes glanced over at his hopeful father in law. “So what was it that you brought me over for exactly?” Ribiton pressed on the conversation. Caught unaware Archimedes cleared his throat to speak, he was hoping that the elf would have drunk a bit more wine before this topic. “Ribiton... I don’t know quite how to put this, but I would like to ask you for your daughters hand in marriage”. An awkward silence filled the room. He gazed towards the elf pushing with his eyes for a sign. He jumped as he was blown back by a volley of laughter and hysterics from Ribiton. “You should have seen the look on your face” laughed Ribiton “sorry I just could not help myself!” he continued. Quickly downing the rest of the wine Archimedes sat a bit more at ease. This had not been easy for him; he had just asked to marry into a high status elven family. “You know the Viderian family traditions Archimedes, I just can’t say yes and be done with it. You must prove your worth of bloodline my friend. To marry Talina you have to defeat her brother Benis in sporting combat of his choice. And of course being the international champion I have good reason to believe that he will choose fencing. Although you do have that remarkable gift...Don’t play dumb with me, the one when you move things around! That is a sign of a strong bloodline, you might well make it. Well I bid you goodnight” bowing Ribiton began to leave the chamber. “When you master your gift then shall we arrange”. Archimedes went to bid him farewell but when he turned the corner the elf had vanished. Entering the main hallway he called out “Piers a car round the front, immediately!” as he walked through to the doorway two servants opened the entrance, the heavy metal doors creaked. Archimedes extended his right hand and clasped it around the hilt of the Kane that just flew off the rack from the other side of the room. The Bentley was parked neatly; outside the chauffer opened the door as Archimedes approached. Arriving at the park area Archimedes told the driver to depart and return when instructed. He then proceeded to the arch bridge over the moonlit river. Even at dusk the flowers where still at full bloom. He stared out to the water for a minute or two. Then he extended his hand and plucked a white rose from the riverbank, its essence soothed him he the passed it over his head and into her hands. “How did you know I was here” came the faint whisper. “The sweet scent of Jasmine that is used to bring an abundance of love. That is not of this realm.” His voice mimicked the waters smoothness. She quivered at his sweet tone. He turned slowly and caught her hand; she slowly fell into him their figures matched perfectly. They stared out across the water and cast the rose. The ripples broke the moon, they stayed there a long moment until the waters calmed. “I must leave now” her voice whimpered “or they might wonder where I am” they then indulged in each other for a short time. Then she broke away pressing her fingers onto his lips, hushing him. She then walked slowly into the darkness. “I will be back for you my dearest” he swore an oath to himself. . He then walked off, letting the Primrose petals fall onto him, as he knew that the night had eyes.
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