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| Topic Started: Jul 10 2007, 11:09 PM (752 Views) | |
| Star Wars Wizardry | Jul 10 2007, 11:09 PM Post #1 |
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Dairine Callahan [ Young Wizards ]
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Dairine was getting ready for another day of lazing around for the summer. She was wearing her cargo pants and night shirt while standing in front of the mirror and debating whether to wear her Luke Skywalker T-shirt or her Han Solo one. She shrugged and pulled on the Han one. While she was doing so her elbow bumped the glass of the mirror. She tripped over nothing and fell into the glass. Dairine winced in expectation of the shattering sound and her father's corresponding yell. But neither came and she found herself in a room of twisted corridors made of mirrors. She stood up, brushed herself and looked around. Spot had somehow managed to follow her and she picked her sentient computer friend/wizard's manual up. |
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| terrors rox | Jul 30 2007, 11:40 PM Post #2 |
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Mark [ Revelations: Persona ]
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Mark was wandering around aimlessly, mouth hanging open and yellow baseball cap cocked on his head, like always. The last thing he had remembered was standing at his locker, checking the mirror on the inside of the door to see if he looked alright. He was going to homeroom. And Mary was in homeroom. Well, not anymore. Now he was here. Whereever the shit here was. Mark's first thought was that maybe Brad and Chris were tricking him somehow. He had no idea how, but maybe. With Nate's help they might've been able to pull something like this off. ... Nah, not them. "Hello?" Mark asked a bunch of his own reflections, his voice bouncing off the glass all around him. "Yo? Anyone? Brad?" With a sigh, Mark pulled his backpack higher onto his back and thought about his situation. Maybe the Lunarvale County Fair was in town. Maybe he ended up in the House of Mirrors. He had gotten lost inside of there the year before. That must be what was happening again. Yeah. That had to be it. For real. "Heeeeeeeelllll-oooooooo?" |
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| Star Wars Wizardry | Nov 20 2007, 12:55 AM Post #3 |
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Dairine Callahan [ Young Wizards ]
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"Heeeeeeeelllll-oooooooo?" Dairine heard someone call out a ways down the twisting mirrored halls. "Is somebody there?" She asked, placing spot on the ground. The sentient mac computer/wizard's manual sprouted legs and a few eye stocks. The two of them wandered in the direction of the voice but soon got lost in the meandering walkways. She picked Spot back up and opened his top. "Give me a life-detecting routine please." She said. A red dot appeared on the screen and she followed it through the maze of mirrors. |
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| terrors rox | Dec 17 2007, 02:28 AM Post #4 |
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Mark [ Revelations: Persona ]
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"Yeah, someone's here!" Mark grabbed the straps of his backpack and stopped, turning around and peering left to right. He kept seeing himself. More and more of himself. Not that that was bad or anything. "I'm over here!" He called out, like that would help. Oh well, he figured whoever else was in this crazy place with him would find him if he stayed still in one place. So what did Mark do while he waited? Preened in the mirrors, of course! What else was there to do?! |
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| Star Wars Wizardry | Dec 22 2007, 01:20 AM Post #5 |
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Dairine Callahan [ Young Wizards ]
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Dairine was so intent on Spot's screen and not getting sick from all the diffirent images of herself surrounding her that she bumped right into the other person. "Oh, sorry." She said, closing Spot's screen and fitting him under her arm. |
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| terrors rox | Jan 26 2008, 02:06 AM Post #6 |
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Mark [ Revelations: Persona ]
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He was jolted at first, ready to turn and yell at whoever it was that bumped into him. But once he saw it was a young girl, he just waved his arm and shrugged. "No problem!" Glancing around briefly, he hoisted his backpack up on his back and stuck his hand out. "I'm Mark. I'm a high school student at Lunarvale High." He nodded his head towards her casually. "Who are you?" |
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| Star Wars Wizardry | Jan 26 2008, 03:53 AM Post #7 |
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Dairine Callahan [ Young Wizards ]
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Dairine looked at Mark and shrugged. "Dairine." She said simply, wondering how to get out of there. |
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| terrors rox | Apr 15 2008, 05:58 PM Post #8 |
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Mark [ Revelations: Persona ]
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"You go to school or somethin'? Where are you from?" Had she heard of Lunarvale High? She had to have, it was a pretty popular school. All the students who had saved the city when it was overrun by demons went to Lunarvale High. Mark loved being famous. Or at least he thought he was famous. |
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| Star Wars Wizardry | May 2 2008, 06:58 PM Post #9 |
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Dairine Callahan [ Young Wizards ]
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"I'm from Manhattan." Dairine answered, bracing herself for the bombardment of questions that usually came from people wanting to know what it was like to live so near the 'Big Apple'. Though her sister Nita was perfectly content to play up the good points Dairine made a point of being brutally honest and using the excuse that wizards don't lie. |
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| terrors rox | May 19 2008, 11:23 PM Post #10 |
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Mark [ Revelations: Persona ]
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"Manhattan." Okay, so Manhattan was a little more famous than Lunarvale. But Manhattan didn't have Mark. "How did you get here?" It seemed like a good question to ask, and Mark didn't want to sound stupid by offering up his explanation first -- saying he got here by touching the mirror he kept in his locker to check how he looked between every class period. |
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| Lt. Dangle | Jul 29 2008, 11:57 PM Post #11 |
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Lt. Jim Dangle [ Reno 911! ]
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"CHILDREN!" Jim jumped out from behind a set of mirrors, his shorts as short as always and his eyes as wide as saucers. He knew he heard children! And children meant danger! "We have to get out of here! Outside to the... outside! Away from the mirrors!" Of course, not before stopping to check out his backside in said mirror. He gave himself time to admire his aerodynamic and perfectly functional uniform. He was the man. And Reno knew it. Too bad he wasn't in Reno, Neveda. Unless this was part of some brothel he hadn't been told about yet. But wait, what would children be doing in a brothel?! ALL THE MORE REASON TO GET THEM OUT! |
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| terrors rox | Sep 11 2008, 07:42 PM Post #12 |
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Mark [ Revelations: Persona ]
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Mark's gaze shifted to the... police officer? He took a moment to take in the sight of the man, his lips thinning and his eyes narrowing slightly. Mark really didn't know what to make of the dude and he had dealt with some pretty damn odd things. "Are you for real?" |
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| Lt. Dangle | Nov 12 2008, 01:02 AM Post #13 |
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Lt. Jim Dangle [ Reno 911! ]
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"What, yes, what --" Jim had to double-take at the boy with the yellow cap. Just what was he asking? Was he real? Of course he was real! Maybe the child was on drugs somehow and they were messing with his mind! "Of course I'm real! Come on!" He galloped around to behind the kids and began to herd them towards the front of the hall of mirrors. Or... whatever way... he thought was the front. "We need to get you two out of here!" |
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| terrors rox | Nov 19 2008, 01:04 AM Post #14 |
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Mark [ Revelations: Persona ]
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Grabbing ahold of the straps of his yellow backpack, Mark tried to keep the contents of it quiet as he was being pushed through the hall of mirrors. He wasn't sure this cop dude would like the multiple cans of spray paint he had in there. FOR ARTISTIC PURPOSES, OF COURSE. He wondered briefly if any of his friends were here somewhere... where ever here happened to be... and let out a quiet sigh. He was still being herded around mirrors and down reflective hallways, but that didn't mean he couldn't let his mind wander. Mark let his mind wander quite often. And even though he seemed to be in a completely foreign place, he was off in his own world for the moment. That was, of course, until the cop got them out to the front of the building. A beach. "Whoa..." He wasn't used to those. |
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| Constant | Nov 23 2008, 10:37 AM Post #15 |
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Desmond Hume [ Lost ]
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Desmond's panic had only grown in the brief five minutes since his arrival. As he sprinted through the maze he kept glancing at his reflection, expecting to see blood dripping out of his nose at any minute. So far nothing, but then again he hadn't been here long. He hadn't even flashed back yet. The strangest part was that he looked the same. Hair the same length, face no older. He was even wearing the same blue shirt he'd had on back on the boat. So it couldn't be that far in the future. Could it? Finally he found the exit, stumbling down the stairs in his haste to get out. He stopped abruptly as he got a good look a his surroundings. A beach. "Oh no," He muttered softly to himself, shaking his head slightly as though that was going to banish the location. As he did he caught sight of two figures a few feet away; a police officer and a kid. He didn't recognize them, but that didn't mean anything. He hadn't recognized Sayid last time this had happened. Maybe he knew them, maybe he didn't. There was no way he could be sure. But introductions could wait. Right now he had to put a stop to this. "Do you have a phone, brother?" The Scotsman called, jogging the last few steps towards the two possible strangers. "I need to make a call." |
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