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July 18, 2010

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Azhi Dahaka

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London

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09/03/10 at 10:53 pm
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Weird

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[Attack me while online. Steal from me while online. Promise you, I wun whine like a baby]

OOC: Always up for RP. Be forewarned, I refuse to take part in any sexual RP. Thanks!

Farrah Henley's Biography

"Do you ever wish, that you were allowed to pick and choose who you wanted to be in life?" she asked her brother who sat to the right of her on the white sanded beach. He took a moment to reply, as if he had to think carefully to the words that he spoke to his little sister. He narrowed his brows and cleared his throat before he spoke back to her. He must have changed his mind because he didn't answer her, instead he asked her... "Would you be asking this if Father were still alive, Fare?" Farrah tilted her head to the side slightly and shrugged her shoulder as she answered him in a soft spoken manner "I really don't know how to answer that, Sebastian. I would probably ask him a lot of things." Pausing briefly, she pierced her lips together. She straightened her head and turned to look at her brother. "Do you ever wish for a family, Bastian, I mean a wife, kids, a dog... Do you?" Sebastian placed his hands over his face and rubbed down it in slight frustration, heaving out a loud sigh. He ignored her question and refused to answer any of them that the annoying thirteen year old Farrah wanted to know. "Fare, you will learn to accept who you are. When you do, you will not be asking questions such as this."

It has been quite a few years since Farrah sat on the beach with her dearest brother, Sebastian, playing 20 Questions. Now, at twenty-six, Farrah went back to visit their spot... alone. As she sat a few feet away from where they did when she had been but a little girl, she started thinking over the conversation that they had. Over the course of another thirteen years, Farrah had accepted who she was. Understanding completely why her brother never chose to have a family of his own. To know that you lead a life that is harsh and death a major possiblility. She vowed to herself to live as her brother had taught her... all-the-while ridding the world of cretians.

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Last five threads posted in:

Forum	Subject	Last Post
Mortal Thoughts	True or False? Created by Murderous Beauty	08/02/10 15:17
Mortal Thoughts	What is the most annoying sound? Created by Mikolov	07/26/10 23:49
Mortal Thoughts	Characters you've played & Character's you miss Created by Murderous Beauty	07/26/10 21:17
Mortal Thoughts	Three Word Story Created by Laisea Lynn	07/25/10 16:48

Livia Vlcek	08/01/10	Livia nodded as a straight razor dropped into the palm of her hand. With a sly smile, she handed the weapon to the new slayer. "Try that the next time she sticks her tongue out at you...I'm betting that she won't do it for long."
Livia Vlcek	07/25/10	Before Livia could get angry about the bears and rainbows question, the woman's laughter rang out and soon after, the slayer's did too. With a single wink of a cerulean orb, Livia turned around and started again to lead Miss Henley in the direction of freedom, past the same guards she saw on the way in. "Yes, bears and rainbows are on Mondays...unicorns and tea parties on Tuesday..." Livia chuckled as she moved swiftly towards the street. "Wednesday is piss glitter and cookies day while the rest of the week is reserved for training, maiming and killing things...like crack addicted squirrels."
Livia Vlcek	07/25/10	Livia stopped at Farrah's words and stared at the woman momentarily. Kidding? Uh no. Unfortunately, Livia was not. And why would the girl find it creepy? Was she a supermodel or a superhero? Did she know what was going on? The silent war that raged between the many races? Quizzically, Livia canted her head at the fellow slayer and opened her mouth to speak but stopped short. Did she have the right girl? "You are Farrah Henley right?" The slayer's hand slipped to the small of her back as she continued on. "I mean, Sprew sent me to get you...you do know what we do in our 'organization'?" 'cause it aint baking cookies...
Livia Vlcek	07/25/10	Livia laughed at the woman's response. No, she couldn't imagine one would like to spend time in a dank, dark cell. Livia had grown up in one. With a nod of her head, the slayer motioned to Farrah to follow. "You mean you don't like living with rats and, well, all creatures great and small?" Livia barked another laugh as she led the woman through the maze of passage ways. "I rather like it in here...its quiet and I'm used to hearing the screams of others..."
Livia Vlcek	07/24/10	Livia quickly made her way through the dungeon, past guards while a tune whistled from her lips. Sprew had sent her to rescue the newest member of the family, a girl named Farrah that she had yet to meet. With a swift kick to the door, the slayer reached a hand in towards the girl, scarred smile twisting the flesh of her cheek. "Heard you needed a trainer? Livia...at your service."