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STATUS: I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya 11 yrs agoStatus
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I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya
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Hello everyone!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
Most Recent Posts
The ghost watched passively as the two girls spoke to one another through the wall that was missing its door. The ghost was not particularly bothered by the situation, perhaps mildly curious...
The ghost strode past Layla and through the wall. She now was on the side of the wall with Charlotte. The ghosts dark eyes observed the girl.
The ghost pointed. "The door went that way... but... you must be quiet, the noise will frighten her away."
The ghost strode past Layla and through the wall. She now was on the side of the wall with Charlotte. The ghosts dark eyes observed the girl.
The ghost pointed. "The door went that way... but... you must be quiet, the noise will frighten her away."
"Alright then." Sadria Quinn did not look at a watch, nor was there any time piece in the room. Yet, she seemed confident that it was time to begin the class.
"I would like to begin with a brief survey. This is not a test... You will be tested this year. This is to help me understand your current level of knowledge, or to fetter out any particular misconceptions that your minds might harbor. You are all first years, and many of you are new to the world of magic, perhaps this board will remain blank. Yet, maybe you have an experience you would like to share, an idea, or even questions about the dark arts and defense will be noted at this time.
She produced a long piece of whit chalk from her robe, then stepped to the chalkboard. She stood, ready to write.
"Speak now."
"I would like to begin with a brief survey. This is not a test... You will be tested this year. This is to help me understand your current level of knowledge, or to fetter out any particular misconceptions that your minds might harbor. You are all first years, and many of you are new to the world of magic, perhaps this board will remain blank. Yet, maybe you have an experience you would like to share, an idea, or even questions about the dark arts and defense will be noted at this time.
She produced a long piece of whit chalk from her robe, then stepped to the chalkboard. She stood, ready to write.
"Speak now."
Thank you for the songs guys! Keep 'em coming!
Made a post!
Thoes of you who are engaged with one another I have left alone for now. I will interrupt your scenes with environment/npc action when things happen don't think I have forgotten you!
Made a post!
Thoes of you who are engaged with one another I have left alone for now. I will interrupt your scenes with environment/npc action when things happen don't think I have forgotten you!
William
The girl opened her eyes. She had bright green-grey eyes and a dazed expression. She looked from the coat on her shoulders to William, then to the snowy landscape around them. She ached, but didn’t flinch as her wounds protested every movement. She finally looked back to Will, shivered, then answered him.
“Yes. I understand you.”
Alex
The man moves, showing signs of his aliveness but no signs of alertness.
Alexander
“I’m not putting down my bow yet.” She scowled at him, stepping out from behind the rock. “If you have a weapon put it down now… slowly… then keep your hands up.” She was dressed in a grey jumpsuit of sorts, but it was patched together as if it were made from several suits sewn up into one. “Are you from the government?”
The girl opened her eyes. She had bright green-grey eyes and a dazed expression. She looked from the coat on her shoulders to William, then to the snowy landscape around them. She ached, but didn’t flinch as her wounds protested every movement. She finally looked back to Will, shivered, then answered him.
“Yes. I understand you.”
Alex
The man moves, showing signs of his aliveness but no signs of alertness.
Alexander
“I’m not putting down my bow yet.” She scowled at him, stepping out from behind the rock. “If you have a weapon put it down now… slowly… then keep your hands up.” She was dressed in a grey jumpsuit of sorts, but it was patched together as if it were made from several suits sewn up into one. “Are you from the government?”
Okay, so crazyness happened at work and got out very late.
Here is what you can do while you are all so awesomely and patiently waiting for me to finish work today.
Suggest songs for the official TORN ACROSS THE RIFT soundtrack! They could be your characters theme song! A suggestion for someone else! Stuff you think fits! Or something you want me to sneak into a scene someday just because!
Have a good day everyone!
Here is what you can do while you are all so awesomely and patiently waiting for me to finish work today.
Suggest songs for the official TORN ACROSS THE RIFT soundtrack! They could be your characters theme song! A suggestion for someone else! Stuff you think fits! Or something you want me to sneak into a scene someday just because!
Have a good day everyone!
And my 'tomorrow' I meant... Tonight after work....
Bah. Wrapped up at work late last night... Will post tonight sorry for delay.
I posted for MERCY! Yaaaay!
Herbert West
The little thing stumbled away from the carcases from which it had emerged, it tripped over an arm. Oddly enough, the little thing seemed disoriented itself. It seemed to follow the sound of his voice, however, and walked toward his shoes. It hopped up on top of Harbert's boot.
It did not answer him, it had not vocal chords. It did, however, make a sound. Click-click-crackle-clack. Bones somewhere near where the back of its throat should be ground together to make the grating rickety-sound rather than a chirp or a song like a normal bird might have...
The little thing stumbled away from the carcases from which it had emerged, it tripped over an arm. Oddly enough, the little thing seemed disoriented itself. It seemed to follow the sound of his voice, however, and walked toward his shoes. It hopped up on top of Harbert's boot.
It did not answer him, it had not vocal chords. It did, however, make a sound. Click-click-crackle-clack. Bones somewhere near where the back of its throat should be ground together to make the grating rickety-sound rather than a chirp or a song like a normal bird might have...
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