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[RP] Fairy Tail

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nightshade06:
Siren

"Vooooooojjjiiiiiiisssssaaaaaadd! Stop messing around up there! hehe!"

Pointing at the puppets....

"Oh right where is the master at or someone who can give them their mark?!?!?!?!?!"

Started panicking again flailing my arms...

rajlev:
"Vooooooojjjiiiiiiisssssaaaaaadd! Stop messing around up there! hehe!"

I jump from tree and get close to where they where, then i get out the clown pupet and start moving him has i walk..

-hahahahahaha It´s only a monkey pupet Siren!!!, doesn´t it mister clown??-
(the clown pupet moves his head in form of aproval)

Then i turn back searching for Kai, i move the monkey pupet over my rigth shoulder and get the clown pupet in front of Kai and move its head up seen Kai...

"Oh right where is the master at or someone who can give them their mark?!?!?!?!?!"

-Hey i think Mirajane can give you the mark, shes always at the bar-

(Note: Mirajane is the character that puts the mark of fairy tail in anime, if you want we can change it for another character like the picto mage, that´s Waren, because of his magic is an art, i think it will be ok)

The-Blades-slave:
Warren

After seeing the puppets meant no harm Warren began to tune out. He dipped his brush into the small glass jar of paint in front of him and began to paint an image that has been burned into his mind for the last fourteen years. With each stroke of his wrist the image became clearer, showing a horrific scene. a small girl lay on the ground, covered in blood and gored beyond recognition with a bull like creature standing above her, its horns dripping with blood and flesh. The only other recognizable thing in the picture was a younger, but un-mistakable, image of Warren. He who was cowering in a corner, his deep russet eyes clearly flooded with fear as he looked at the still form of Silene and the beast above her. Warren carefully removed the left over paint from his brush, then put it away, along with his jar of paint into his bag. He kept the scroll with the scarring image out and slowly lifted it off the ground, his eyes boring holes through it. suddenly his hands clenched into fists and he screamed

Dammit!

Then he ripped the painting in half, sending wet paint everywhere and coating his hands with it. He dropped to his knees, showing his instability, before he remembered where he was. He quickly leaped to his feet, pulled his brown hood over his face, and began to walk away as quickly as he could.

lubbies:
I watched as Warren had an angry fit, rip up a painting and walk away. I saw one of the halves of the painting, it contained a dead woman that I didn't recognise, kind of sad. *stomach grumbling noise*

me-I'm gonna go eat.

I put my hand in my pocket and pulled out my last notes of money, thank goodness, just enough.

me-Right well, anyone wanna come, I can't pay for anyone that comes though.

That was a really stupid thing to say.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
I was tempted to punch the clown in front of me.

Hey I think Mirajane can give you the mark, shes always at the bar.

Wait a minute.... Mirajane? Suddenly realisation hit me.

Wait, you mean the Mirajane? The one on the sorcerer weekly magazine??!

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