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Post by Musa on Dec 3, 2011 23:50:39 GMT -8
"So basically your power only works when it feels like it." She said with a smirk. "I guess that's kind of a good thing, though. Otherwise you'd be a super stalker." She said jokingly. She raised an eyebrow at his next comment. Huh, odd that a guy like that had trouble finding a girlfriend. "Are you saying someone like you can't find a girlfriend? That's new." An amused smile crossed her face, she was enjoing messing with him.
"Future children?" She questioned. Well, at least now she knew she was going to have kids.
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Post by Riven on Dec 3, 2011 23:54:41 GMT -8
Riven gave her a raised eyebrow. "Would you really like to have a guy who could predict everything bad about your future?" he didn't wait for her to answer. "Every now and then it wouldn't be a bad thing if it just shut off." he said. "Sometimes my eyes just glow during the times i don't want them too. Like during tests and stuff, it was really a pain because people gave me weird looks."
He gave her a smirk. "Yup, future childern, you better watch out for the lucky man."
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Post by heatblast199 on Dec 4, 2011 7:00:59 GMT -8
A small bright light flashed and there was suddenly a man in the nearby bush. "Again? Really? That's the third time!"
He hopped out of it and brushed the leaves off. He ran his fingers through his midnight locks, searching for any stray leaves or twigs. Thankfully, there were none. He spotted a small group of people nearby. "Um, hello! Yes, could you tell me what time period or, specifically, what year this is?"
He pulled out that one watch that was given to him by that one man in the future that would tell him where he was or, its true function, where he was. But, it seemed that whenever he got to this little patch of time, it would just malfunction. And no matter how hadr he tried to get back home, he would just pop up here. He checked the golden device and shook it. That wierd man proclaiming himself to be a scientist kept tellin him that if he kept popping up in that specific year, it must be important or some paradox or something like that was bound to happen.
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Post by Musa on Dec 11, 2011 0:13:21 GMT -8
"I'll be sure to do that." She said dryly. She acted uninterested, but truthfully the musical fairy accidentally let her thoughts wander to who it would be that she married, what her kids would be like. Would they be normal, or a fairy? How many would she have? Would she marry a nice guy? Ugh...too many questions. She was starting to see the headache that came with oracle powers. She was going to tell him to stop telling her random bits of information from the future when another person popped in. She raised a questioning eyebrow at him. "Lemme guess, another time traveler?" She asked. Well, at least this one seemed to be relatively sane.
"It's 2011." she said glancing at him. She didn't quite know what to make of him yet.
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Post by Riven on Dec 12, 2011 20:41:48 GMT -8
Riven pointed at Musa while still looking at Tulio. "Yup, what she said. Come join the wonderful world of freaks." he said. "You just missed introductions but we have queen of the fairies, a time traveling pony who stole Lincoln's hat and me, the oracle who can't help but wonder how i didn't see this coming."
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Post by heatblast199 on Dec 18, 2011 5:13:40 GMT -8
Tulio nodded, briefly understanding. "I see, maybe. Time travel, can't love it, can't hate it."
He sat down and took out his dice, tossing up in the air and catching them. It was a habit, one that came up whenever he needed something to do with his hands. He glanced around at the small group. "Like the dice see? When ever you roll a seven, you love them. ANything else, well, let's just say that you want to kill the patron god of games...... The name's Tulio."
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