KazeRagnaX

Tim Taplin
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Tales of a New Legend prologue by santuary, literature

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  • Deviant for 15 years
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Current Residence: Syracuse
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Favourite genre of music: Jpop
Favourite style of art: Drawing freehand really love writing more though.
MP3 player of choice: PSP or Zune
Favourite cartoon character: a

Favourite Visual Artist
Gackt / 2pac
Favourite Movies
I really cannot say i have one
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
2pac, The Killers
Favourite Writers
Eagar Allen Poe
Favourite Games
Guilty Gear
Favourite Gaming Platform
Sonic
Other Interests
writing, martial arts, swordsmanship mostly
santuary, kishua, Nowio, Lytaeon, Thank you my four friends and thanks to the people who have stilled came and said hello I have been going through a lot of things and I did not have a computer for a while. so thanks again and i will hopefully be back on soon.
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The Soilder would stand facing his lord " Lord Shinryu the status confirms that they where immensely slaughtered no one made it out a live except for the women sir and a few men. Lord Death has beared his fangs toward Ensu! he is almost impossible to defeat.. my lord how do you chose to proceed? " The soilder shouts out. Shinryu sinsiter face reappears behind him his hands crossed to his back. " Moblize the men we march!"  As he says this the soilder would turn with a voice as if to agree shouts "SIR!" , shinryu turns around gazing into the eyes of the gaint dragon.. " so... Kaze you dare to bear your fangs at me? , haaaa.... very well I shal
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A boy in a teenage hue of black gothic clothing slean black jeans. can be seen, his shadow-like figure could not reveal him for who he was the sky filled with the posion of calmity a pure noir sky so clear unclouded by the moon that is carressed by the sky's cold embrace. his face covered slightly by a chinesse fox demon mask , his lone purple eye glowing mesjestly in the moonlight. judging by the stance of his weapon, a black standard Katana though something odd could be felt from it. almost frightning.. their are bodies that lay cradled by death..the sorrow of red running deeply through the ground running down a drainage pipe. The by sits o
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Thanks for the fav, again. :)
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Thanks for the fav! :+fav:
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Thanks for the watch! :+devwatch: