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(As well, the sun is flaming gas... As soon as the sun's fire leaves the proximity of the gas, the fire would die out in space.)
(We aren't saying he should die, but he shouldn't be able to do things like manipulate the sun, since that is literally impossible, and even less...
(It isn't you, Kat.)
(Welcome to the club, Dragon.)
(Light bulbs are heat. You can't control that using fire.)
(Fire doesn't take in heat, it emits it. As well, there would be the same amount of oxygen.)
(So I've been reading this, and I'd just like to say that whether it's sunny or not, that doesn't effect how big a fire is...)
(How the hell is she being an ass?
(You really shouldn't threaten Harley, vip.)
I have made up my mind. I am done the RP... I can't take this anymore....
(I wasn't whining. And if you had read it, you would know that my thread died before it started.)
(Threads were made for everyone. Anyone can post if they wish.)
(Sheesh... No need to be a dick about it... And anyways, that just means your role is replaced by someone else.)
(Like I said.... Guess this actually means I'll actually be doing the story version...)
(As I said, we needed more characters. And that isn't why people left.)
"Now... I have one thing to ask you, Arija.... What exactly is it we are trying to do? And how did I know where you were?"
"I may not be Zhar exactly, but this body, these thoughts and memories, they are all his. And using your husband's thoughts, knowledge, and...
"How so?"
"The resemblance was too much alike for me not to wonder if this is her..." Eden looks at Arija, as if trying to see who she is.