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5 yrs ago
Current Wheremst
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5 yrs ago
What if *I* was the small creature all along?
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5 yrs ago
O . O staring
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6 yrs ago
OooooooOooOOOOooooooOOOOOooOoooooooOOooOOOOoooOo
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7 yrs ago
V.1.26 (House of Caecilius Iucundus); 4091: Whoever loves, let him flourish. Let him perish who knows not love. Let him perish twice over whoever forbids love.
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Jim sat, reclined on his rocking chair on the front porch. His hands lazily danced across the instrument in his hand, an old, beat up string instrument. The contact of his fingers on the key creates a light strum, adding together to make a slow musical piece. He often wakes early, to sit on the front porch and watch the runners go by. For some reason, this somehow reminded him of his home. His home city, in his home continent, in his home planet. That is where he should be, laughing with his friends at a cozy bar, playing cards while chatting about current events, not exiled to wander the depths of the beyond.
Tim hopped off the bus, stretching under the sun. The mouth of the cave loomed in front of him, it's dark crevasses hidden from the rays of the sun. Perfect for things like mold to grow. How fun.
Yay! The first IC post!
I don't know, it doesn't say anything about the Boltons being gone in the first post.
I put up my second character. How is it?
Jacquelyn nodded, and crawled into her bed. She tried not to say or reveal in other ways that she'd gone into the city. It was surprisingly hard to contain her desire to brag about it.
@Theodorable How's the map coming along?
Tim bounded over to the bus and plunked himself down on one of the front seats. He gazed out the window, wondering about what he would find in the cave.
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