She's not human.
... Yet.
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The Voltusiest Ventus
STATUS: Happy Birthday, I hope you’re gonna have a good day today. 3 yrs ago
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Happy Birthday, I hope you’re gonna have a good day today.
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7 yrs ago
Word of the Day: Overcome.
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7 yrs ago
Also checked out Myriad Reality, I think they are trying to build some kind of computer consciousness over there via IC posts.
7 yrs ago
Get ready for an unusually low volume of likes then, you so-and-so.
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Can someone ironically praise me please? Thank you!
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I’ve moved. I don’t have the same number anymore.
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The make up will be cute don't worry.
But I will need time.
But I will need time.
Did a little post to keep the ball rolling.
In his attempt to sleep the world beyond his closed eyes seemed to get noisier, The sound of another horse galloping down the drive into the stable area, "What now?!" he yelled annoyed at all the disturbances. A cloaked figure on horse back came storming in, not looking all to well, swaying strangely almost as if dazed, the figure fell from the stallion it was riding with a resounding thump, from the groan it made Magnus gathered that it was a woman, and a beat up one at that. Before he could get up to help her, the armored lump and the stable boy rushed to her side hefting her up to a sitting position, where the lump was tending her wounds, Magnis couldn't see how because the lump was in the way.
The woman was groaning hysterically, "pick a card, pick a card." she repeated as the armored behemoth tossed a box to him, ordering him to pick a card.
"I believe this is an inappropriate time to play card games." he called out to the other man, as he lifted the box from the floor and propped it on a hay bail.
"maybe you should," Lelana suggested softly, resting her head on his shoulder to watch the scene unfold infront of them, "it might be important.", Magnus rose silently from the floor as the knight fussed over the robed women.
"let's go." he said simply, going for the saddle that rested on the floor in the corner.
"why do you not pick a card first? It is not going to hurt," she said looking at him quirkily, tilting her head to the side inquisitively, then she started going on how about paper can't hurt you because it had no teeth. Between her nonsense and the hubbub going on infront of the pen he felt his nerves wearing thin. "just trust me, like you trusted me to get us out of that valley.", Magnus snapped.
"will you just shut up!" he barked at her, throwing the saddle onto the floor, "I don't want to pick a damn card! And I didn't trust you, I had no choice. If there were a stronger horse I'd chosen that one but no, you were the only one!" he yelled at her, fuming in anger, his face contorted in a raging scowl.
She stared at him for a few moments, shocked, wide eyed. Then she started to cry, which inturn broke his heart but before he could apologize she got off and galloped down the entrance and out onto the road.
"if you guys hadn't showed up this would have never happened!" he yelled at the in spite as he ran after Lelana. She was far ahead, he could her the distant clops on the other end of the road.
The woman was groaning hysterically, "pick a card, pick a card." she repeated as the armored behemoth tossed a box to him, ordering him to pick a card.
"I believe this is an inappropriate time to play card games." he called out to the other man, as he lifted the box from the floor and propped it on a hay bail.
"maybe you should," Lelana suggested softly, resting her head on his shoulder to watch the scene unfold infront of them, "it might be important.", Magnus rose silently from the floor as the knight fussed over the robed women.
"let's go." he said simply, going for the saddle that rested on the floor in the corner.
"why do you not pick a card first? It is not going to hurt," she said looking at him quirkily, tilting her head to the side inquisitively, then she started going on how about paper can't hurt you because it had no teeth. Between her nonsense and the hubbub going on infront of the pen he felt his nerves wearing thin. "just trust me, like you trusted me to get us out of that valley.", Magnus snapped.
"will you just shut up!" he barked at her, throwing the saddle onto the floor, "I don't want to pick a damn card! And I didn't trust you, I had no choice. If there were a stronger horse I'd chosen that one but no, you were the only one!" he yelled at her, fuming in anger, his face contorted in a raging scowl.
She stared at him for a few moments, shocked, wide eyed. Then she started to cry, which inturn broke his heart but before he could apologize she got off and galloped down the entrance and out onto the road.
"if you guys hadn't showed up this would have never happened!" he yelled at the in spite as he ran after Lelana. She was far ahead, he could her the distant clops on the other end of the road.
Spot for CS.
Consider my most recent post unfinished. I will post a follow up within the next day or so.
"No need to fear traveller I'm just checking out the stables." said the stranger as he approached, Magnus inched back, keeping the mare behind him, his hand tense on the dagger from her saddle bags, "That mare seems to be in a pretty bad shape, horses tend to sleep while standing up, they only lie down when they're really tired. She also had a pretty nasty wound. May I ask how she got it?", the stranger was getting on Magnus' nerves, all he wanted to do was comfort Lelana and have a semi-restful sleep.
"caravan was attacked, we got hit by an arrow. Ran almost all the way here." he said to the armored lump infront of him, Magnus glared cautiously at him. The strange night seemed to ignore him.
"I have a proposition for you, I really need you to be gone from this stable. I will pay a room for you for the night, I can't say anymore." the stranger looked down at Magnus with a pleased look I'm his eyes, as if Magnus would submit.
"I payed for this pen, I don't take charity, bugger off." he said simply laying his head on the mare and shutting his eyes to try and get some sleep.
"caravan was attacked, we got hit by an arrow. Ran almost all the way here." he said to the armored lump infront of him, Magnus glared cautiously at him. The strange night seemed to ignore him.
"I have a proposition for you, I really need you to be gone from this stable. I will pay a room for you for the night, I can't say anymore." the stranger looked down at Magnus with a pleased look I'm his eyes, as if Magnus would submit.
"I payed for this pen, I don't take charity, bugger off." he said simply laying his head on the mare and shutting his eyes to try and get some sleep.
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Ps. IT ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!!!
Ps. IT ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!!!
The inn could only be described in a word. Quaint. It permeated with comforting warmth that was much more welcome then the cold desert night. Magnus scanned the foyer with tired eyes, set ups of chairs and tables were occupied by all manner of people, drinking and eating and laughing and just pure enjoying themselves. He sighed, memories of the monastery coming back, the joyful laughter the smells of assorted beverages. He approached the inn keeper, limping badly, the pain in his leg growing more exsessive with each step.
"excuse me, sir?" he called out at the man behind the counter, "I'd like a room and lodging for my horse if you don't mind.", Magnus watched through blood shot eyes as the inn keeper approached, seeming to take a lifetime but was only a few moments.
"that'd 1 gold for the 'orse and 1 for ya" he said cheerily as Magnus reached his hand into his pocket. Dread washed over Magnus, he could only feel one coin in his pocket, with heavy reluctance he dropped the coin on the counter.
"just the stable in that case." he whispered defeatedly, has just staring blankly at the coin as it mocked him.
The inn keeper watched awkwardly as Magnus turned around and made his way back to the front door, limping deeply in an effort to avoid pain, "you can lodge in the stable if you like," he called to the slumped traveler "maybe I can arrange a meal.", Magnus was overwhelmed with joy.
"thank you, sir! Thank you!" he creid out in happiness, a goofy smile plastered on his face he stepped out of the inn "today might just be my day." he said hopefully, then he tripper. A loud crunch followed and he swore as he reached into his bag and scratched himself on a peice of glass, he brought his finger to his nose and sniffed, the wafting odour if the medicine came from it. He sighed and went to the stable round back the inn, clutching Lelana's reins, pulling her gently as he went, the steady clopping of her hooves on the stone making him feel a bit better. He unsaddled her and walked her into her pen.
"is this for me? I've never had one before!" she exclaimed looking around the pen, staring at the roof in wonderment.
"you've never had a pen before?" he chucked light heartedly, he sat down on a hay bail and hugged himself, it was cold outside compared to the inn, the wind bringing the fridged feeling from the deserts surrounding the city.
"never had a roof." she whispered, her eyes dropping to the floor, Magnus' heart wailed in pain at her words, he got off the hay bail and crossed the pen towards her, standing infront of her he could see the embarrassment in her eyes, the way she looked at the floor and nothing else, for the second time that night Lelana had melted his heart. He wrapped his arms around her head and nuzzled it, pulling her down to the ground where she could rest, she returned the nuzzling, her long matted mane brushing against his face. He stopped, someone was watching.
"who's there?!"
"excuse me, sir?" he called out at the man behind the counter, "I'd like a room and lodging for my horse if you don't mind.", Magnus watched through blood shot eyes as the inn keeper approached, seeming to take a lifetime but was only a few moments.
"that'd 1 gold for the 'orse and 1 for ya" he said cheerily as Magnus reached his hand into his pocket. Dread washed over Magnus, he could only feel one coin in his pocket, with heavy reluctance he dropped the coin on the counter.
"just the stable in that case." he whispered defeatedly, has just staring blankly at the coin as it mocked him.
The inn keeper watched awkwardly as Magnus turned around and made his way back to the front door, limping deeply in an effort to avoid pain, "you can lodge in the stable if you like," he called to the slumped traveler "maybe I can arrange a meal.", Magnus was overwhelmed with joy.
"thank you, sir! Thank you!" he creid out in happiness, a goofy smile plastered on his face he stepped out of the inn "today might just be my day." he said hopefully, then he tripper. A loud crunch followed and he swore as he reached into his bag and scratched himself on a peice of glass, he brought his finger to his nose and sniffed, the wafting odour if the medicine came from it. He sighed and went to the stable round back the inn, clutching Lelana's reins, pulling her gently as he went, the steady clopping of her hooves on the stone making him feel a bit better. He unsaddled her and walked her into her pen.
"is this for me? I've never had one before!" she exclaimed looking around the pen, staring at the roof in wonderment.
"you've never had a pen before?" he chucked light heartedly, he sat down on a hay bail and hugged himself, it was cold outside compared to the inn, the wind bringing the fridged feeling from the deserts surrounding the city.
"never had a roof." she whispered, her eyes dropping to the floor, Magnus' heart wailed in pain at her words, he got off the hay bail and crossed the pen towards her, standing infront of her he could see the embarrassment in her eyes, the way she looked at the floor and nothing else, for the second time that night Lelana had melted his heart. He wrapped his arms around her head and nuzzled it, pulling her down to the ground where she could rest, she returned the nuzzling, her long matted mane brushing against his face. He stopped, someone was watching.
"who's there?!"
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