Raiha

[COLOR=royalblue]Jean: [i]This is... not good.[/i] Marrow: ....[i]Now would be a very good time for me to show off any latent psychic powers...[/i] Juggernaut: ...grr. Magma: Any good ideas? Magnev: Panic. Marrow: Oh brother.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Lamelle calmly twirled a lock of hair to the side of her head, then secured it with a long thin bone pulled from her fingers...Jean watched her quietly. The emotions she was brodcasting were neutural, but the feelings inside were darker and less friendly. She continued to watch the younger mutant...until the Sentinels made their presence known. The group jumped out of the Jet, leaving the piolet to his own devices.[/i] Cyclops: Any plans? Marrow: Yeah! Don't die! [i]Each X-man scattered, hoping to aviod the trampeling feet and fire...[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Lainey shrugged and sat down on her bed, legs crossed, eyes closed....she began to breathe deeply, willing her mind to remain calm. She had just reached a state of complete relaxation when there was a knock at the door.[/i] Alex: May I? Lainey: Just a sec.. [i]She hurridly threw on her shirt again and opened the door, hoping she wasn't blushing.[/i] Alex: Sorry to burst in...but I couldn't help but hear Mr. Wong downstairs talking...about you. Do you know him? Lainey: I've met him before...he's trying to forget me. Alex: Why? [i]In one quick movement, she shut the door and turned the latch, then she walked back and stared Alex in the eyes.[/i] Lainey: I knew him in Mardripoor. He was there to see me come in as a slave. Alex: .....and he pretends not to know you? Lainey: Either he's ashamed, or....I don't know. [i]She brushed a hand across her eyes distractedly...then looked away.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Ravenstorture and I have decided to do an RPG together. Just the two of us. So unless you have something productive to say, STAY AWAY!!! Thank you for your cooperation. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~[/COLOR] [COLOR=purple][i]The sun beat down on the faces of Ananda and Jaudiar...sweat pouring down into their eyes. The elder child brushed a hand across her face, but continued with the work...the harvest had to come in by tonight.[/i] Jaudiar: This stings. Ananda: Well, it's either suffer or starve for the year. Jaudiar: ...*sigh* Why doesn't Kryas help us? Ananda: She's old. And she's making dinner, lunch, and other things. Jaudiar: When's sunset today? Ananda: Um...don't know? Jaudiar: Whatever, just keep moving. [i]The two moved quickly, swinging the sickles, stacking the grain onto the wagon....by dusk, the harvest was in, and the cart was slowly rolling home...the two tired girls walking besides the oxen. Once they reached the barn, they unhitched the livestock, set them up...and tossed the grain into the threshing floor. Finally, they shed their dusty work clothes and headed inside, where they knew warm food was waiting.....[/i] Kyras: How was it? Jaudiar: It's in for the winter....now we'll have something to do for the rest of the year. Ananda: And the shepherds delivered the wool? Kyras: Yes. I'll start braiding it and spinning the rest. Jaudiar: Excellent. [i]The three women enjoyed their dinner, washed up, and headed to bed....exhausted, but satisfied.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Valeigh muttered something intelligable and continued with the others, sword still drawn, wings spread out. Siren cocked her head to the side quizzically.[/i] Siren: You don't like him? Valeigh: It's nothing...much... Ken: What? He's arrogant or something? Valeigh: Kinda. Lacroix just knows how to....push my buttons. Alkora: ..What buttons? Valeigh/Siren: *sigh*[/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen][i]Lamelle quietly shoveled down her food, then stood up and left. The others stared..... Once she was back into her room, she collapsed onto the bed, one wrist over her forhead...eyes closed. As soon as she had completely relaxed, there was a knock at the door. She make an exasperated sound through her teeth that must have been heard...because the knocking stopped. Footsteps went back down the hall again...and Lamelle sighed.[/i] Jean: I don't know what's wrong with her. Magnev: She's probably just tired.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Lainey: Unhuh.....well then, I suppose I shouldn't be worried about letting you see this. [i]She unbottoned her shirt and turned around, back exposed....Instead of a neat clean mark, her back was a mass if whiplashes and puckered scars. Alex drew in his breath between his teeth... The marks spread around her shoulderblades, then curved downwards, forming something that could be interpreted as a tree... As soon as she was finished, Lainey drew her shirt back up around her shoulders and turned around.[/i] Alex: Wha- ....I mean, who- Lainey: I was training with my master in China when we were waylaid by slavers from Marripoor. They killed him and tried to enslave me. They gave me this...when I tried to escape. Alex: And how did you...escape? Lainey: I snuck off finally, when I was 14...grew in some brains...and a few other things...I made it back to my family and continued with my life. Sort of. May: Dinner time! Lainey: ....yeah.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Adrien watched her stand up slowly, stretching her back, then resting her hands on her hips. Then he stepped forwards, a hand brushing against her cheek. Jaudiar submited, even though every muscle was crying out for retaliation...then he pulled back and smiled slightly.[/i] Jaudiar: Don't. Adrien: You don't appreciate it? Jaudiar: ...I don't want you. I never did. Adrien: Oo, you've cut me to the quick. Jaudiar: Will your people leave me alone now?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]That was the best you could come up with.....? So, my thighs are loud. Hmm, you learn something new everyday.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]I could make a really really cruel comment about your lack of intelligence right now, but I was always told not to make fun of idiots...so...[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Marrow: We could just.... Magnev: Run? Jean: ....that works..... Cyclops: *blast* [i]The star appears to be unharmed...He snaps his fingers in fustration and looks over at Jean...[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOr=seagreen]Hmm....and you don't clog arteries with all of those baked goods Starbucks sells?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]You mention Starbucks, but why not anything about....somplace like...McDonalds? They're more likely to cause your death than coffee![/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen][i]Marrow shouted and disconected several large bones from her arms, blasting along with Bezerker's attacks...When the smoke cleared...there was no visible sign of the enemy.[/i] Jean: Well, that went well. Cyclops: He'll probably haunt us for the rest of our stay.... Marrow: Then let's go! Magnev: Good point...I don't like people that regenerate after every attack we throw at them.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Marrow: ...*sigh* So graceful.... Magnev: Like a fish. Marrow: ...Fish? Jean: ...EAGH!! [i]She shouted and blasted the figure with pure psychic energy, knocking it backwards into the ground....Jamie chuckled...[/i] Jamie: Oo...painful. Marrow/Magnev: Like a fish.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Jean and Lamelle took off for the flag and finally reached their destination. The younger of the two bowed and profered the honor to Jean. She chuckled and lifted the flag from the ground, waving it above her head. Lamelle and Magnev jumped and shouted triumphantly.[/i] Rouge: Um...Help? Cyclops: ....it isn't affected by the blasts! Marrow: And what happens when we behead it? [i]She grew her bones out all the way from her back and selected a particularly thick one...several seconds later, Jean had taken control and sent it towards the hooded figure....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen][i]Lamelle laughed and shot several of her bones upwards as spikes... They lodged themselves in the stone and served as a ladder. She climbed up, her group following... Several moments later they were two ledges away...when the spiders reapeared. Magnev groaned....[/i] Lamelle: Oh give the cute mechanical arachnids a chance! [i]She chuckled and grew a knife out of her arm...with a quick skirmishing movement, she cut off it's neural processers and winked.[/i] Andy: Um... Magnev: Oo..[/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]Logan wanabe............okay. She has no bones that grow from between her knuckles, she can't regenerate, except for the fact that she has two hearts, um...one now... And she doesn't have a mental problem like him, well, a serious mental problem anyways, she doesn't have sex with every guy she runs across, and she does NOT have an enemy as persistant as Sabertooth. So there. :p[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]lOL, that's what I'm asking. Ah well, at least it gives me time to brush up on my writing skills...... There are so few Marrow websites out there....I'm still surprised that I found any at all...[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Elves rock! A! Elbereth Gilthoniel! Silivern penna miriel O menel aglar elenath, Gilthoniel! A! Elbereth! We still remember, we who dwell, In this far land beneath the trees, The starlight on the Western Seas.[/COLOR]

[COLOr=seagreen]A song starts, And a voice joins in, Blending the harmonies, Becoming one. Then the end comes, The voices fade, Hoping for another song, Having a chance. Begining with a whisper, Becoming a chorus, Things change, The sound is growing. Power begins to build, Playing off emotions, Then they stop, The colors fade. And the ending comes.[/COLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The hard pressed lady kicked upwards, then landed on all fours. They wouldn't leave her alone...even though she had entered quietly...Jaudiar was quickly loosing her cool, this was taking waaay too long. In one quick movement, she brought her hands together and shot them forward, genetic implants serving their purposes well. From beyond her position, she could hear the sound of a single person clapping. She tensed, it was finally time....[/i] Ådrien: Very well done my dear...you've greatly improved. Jaudiar: ...I'm here. What do you want? Adrien: I would think it was obvious. From the letter, to the assasin... Jaudiar: I told you I wasn't interested in going back. What's so hard about that? Adrien: Leaving without a goodbye, taking the best of the genetic manipulation we could give you....going over to the SYF... Jaudiar: Yeah? Well some of us grow into our conciouses. I don't know about you though... Adrien: ........*sigh* What a waste, and you have so much potential.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]...... Name: Tarlain Sevenstar Age: 500 Species: Laporin Home Planet: .....is this a trick question? Weapon: Her body.... The gaunlet on her right arm serves to cover her body in a type of organic metal armour, and gives her most martial art weapons, strong enough to go up against a lightsaber... It can also repel blaster fire, but if you get her with a rocket launcher.... Ships: She hitches rides. Alliance: Declined to state. Works for whoever pays her. Bio: Her colony expelled her due to the violence of her nature and mercurial behavior. Now, in her wanderings, she has grown both saturnine and jaded. It takes a good deal to crack her exterior, but when someone insults her lineage, or her abilities, take cover. As of now, she has little concern over the antics of the Republic and Count Dooku, but if there's money involved, she won't hesitate to join in the fun. Tarlain is very comfortable with her body and doesn't hesistate to spread her legs, if it gets her what she wants....men beware; she has a body, and isn't afraid to use it. Description: See attatchment.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Oh whatever. And btw, here's a nice pretty picture of Marrow when she's pissed. The other one is in my sig.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Goody! I feel so special.....Here's what she looks like on a bad day.[/COLOR]