Orophin
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Post by Orophin on Apr 6, 2008 8:08:52 GMT 1
Well, I can't draw or edit images well, so...
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Teяa253
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Post by Teяa253 on Apr 6, 2008 8:35:45 GMT 1
so, find someone who can. "maybe there's even one right in front of you" (abridged series reference) ~Katara~
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Orophin
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Crikey! Dragon of the South, mate.
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Post by Orophin on Apr 6, 2008 8:38:01 GMT 1
Yeah, there's one right other there, on Deviantart!
Lol...
If I could find an image that looks like him, I could edit it, I suppose, but he is just too unique! Damn my creative skills!
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Teяa253
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Post by Teяa253 on Apr 6, 2008 8:45:23 GMT 1
well yeah... Sanaki's is unique. the only thing she has in common with anyone else appearance-wise is that hair in her face like Toph's. ~Katara~
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Post by ladysorrow on Apr 6, 2008 10:15:50 GMT 1
woooooo i liked please keep continuing the story
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Ilovethisshow
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Post by Ilovethisshow on Apr 6, 2008 19:04:33 GMT 1
this is awsome. yeah and what is it with abusive parents?
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Teяa253
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Post by Teяa253 on Apr 6, 2008 19:12:40 GMT 1
I have no idea. well, Sanaki's parents could be anyone or anywhere... but the ones who raised her (Kai and Zihark) are still alive and they love her. ~Sanaki~
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Reaperz
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Post by Reaperz on Apr 6, 2008 19:15:56 GMT 1
The abusive parents hmm..... well i guess i was trying to give it a unique edge lol and maby he beat him for a reason. ( the whole tolerance to pain thing i mean)
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Teяa253
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Post by Teяa253 on Apr 6, 2008 19:18:32 GMT 1
it's not that big a deal... I know a lot of people on this site who have said that their parents are divorced... some were sob stories, others weren't. our characters are the same way. sure, all of them may not be with their original parents, but all their stories are unique in their own way. ~Iroh~
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Reaperz
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Post by Reaperz on Apr 6, 2008 19:23:03 GMT 1
exactly and ya know i never knew it was this hard to make a good fanfic.
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Reaperz
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Post by Reaperz on Apr 6, 2008 20:56:28 GMT 1
Well i had nothing else to do so i started the next chapter. Here is it.
The starting of a feud.
It seemed like weeks had past me by in this cell when it had only been days, the pain on my face still hasn’t gone away and this cell has become very cramped. I didn’t want to be in this cage any longer so secretly I stored the water that was dripping in to the iron cup. Because I had not mastered water bending yet I would not be able to cut the steel cage with just a little bit of water I needed more and I wanted it now. Every few hours a guard would walk in and I guess he was making sure I hadn’t gotten loose. While I funneled the water drips in to the cup it seemed like forever, every single drip seemed like it took ages just to reach the cub. But finally the time had come I had enough water to cut the bars and I had some extra to fight back if I got caught.
I would have been out of the cage by now but I wanted to wait for the guard to come check on me before I tried to do anything. When the time had come and the guard had gone the only thing I felt at that time was excitement and rage! Surprisingly I was able to cut the bars with one swing of my whip. I walked to the edge of the cage and looked down, I had not thought of how far down the ground was, it had to have been at least 15 feet down, so I took a step back, but of course with my luck I slipped and fell out of the cage. I landed on my back and felt one of my ribs crack the pain was horrible but I took it and went on because this was probably my only chance to get out and find my father.
I walked around what seemed to be a maze of halls and doors. A few times I would here talking and foot steps coming my way, so I would run in another direction. I did not know what I was looking for I guess I was just trying to piece things together as fast as I could, and I think I just wanted to find my father. After about 10 minutes I came upon a big room it seemed to be like a throne room or a war room. I looked around the room then heard something behind me. I turned around and in the shadows of one of the corners was a man chained down by all of his limbs. He was coughing and it seemed as if he was trying to tell me something. The only thing I heard from him was “son!” then I felt my ribs crack even more from something hard hitting my side. I turned to were the pain had come from and a guard was standing there holding a club. I did not know what had just happened but I saw another man behind the guard. As I sat upon the ground where I had fallen, as I looked back at the guard he had a humored look on his face and then the other man had started to say something. He figured I could not here him so he walked closer. As he stepped out of the shadows I could see who it was, he had a scar on his face and I could not figure out why he was here. The last time I saw him he had rushed out of our house and was cursing and yelling at my father. I wondered if something had happened between them that would cause all of these things to happen. I wanted to know why my uncle was here.
The guard started to hit me more with his club. He seemed as if it was all a game. He did not even hear my uncle telling him to stop. All of a sudden the guard was blasted across the room with a bolt of lightning. At that moment I remembered that my uncle was a fire bender because his father was a fire bender that married my grandmother after my grandfather had died. After all the commotion seemed to calm down he walked to me and started to apologies. I stopped him from talking and demanded a reason for why we were being held here. He looked at me for a moment then answered. “Why don’t you ask your father?” I limped over to where my father was chained and he had a very depressed look on his face. He then started to speak. “I’m sorry son that you got pulled into this, the reason we are here is because……..
Well heres the second part,i still don't know if im doing that good so go ahead and tell me what ya think.
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Teяa253
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Post by Teяa253 on Apr 6, 2008 23:09:16 GMT 1
exactly and ya know i never knew it was this hard to make a good fanfic. making a fnafic? hard? what are you talking about? it's so easy! well, for me at least) anyways, great story. keep it up. I admire those who think it's difficult yet do it anyways. ~Katara~
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Post by flamethrower on Apr 7, 2008 0:12:37 GMT 1
everyone I know is making fanfics except me! good story Reaperz! I never imagined a mod making fanfics!
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Orophin
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Crikey! Dragon of the South, mate.
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Post by Orophin on Apr 7, 2008 0:16:51 GMT 1
Yay! More chapters! More I say!
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Teяa253
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Post by Teяa253 on Apr 7, 2008 7:24:30 GMT 1
no fair! how come this gets stickied? ~Ty Lee~
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