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10 yrs ago
Current Spontaneously moving to a new account- OfWindAndRain.
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10 yrs ago
Born too late to explore the world; born too early to explore the galaxy.
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I'll eventually get a real bio in here.

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/me stares really hard because he's just an eye
@spoopy cherio
Don't spam. A bunch of O's is perfectly acceptable as long as it isn't a dozen pages long.
@Sovi3t
Hmm, that looks like a problem.

Minors get less than you, and you're not even the size of a Minor. Change it.
It would be best for someone to post, yes.
@Sovi3t
When I'm finished with my app, you can use Draconians. They'd be rare, and they'd be wanted outlaws, but you could use them, yes. Any Draconian who ain't in the army or their territories and shiz are deserters and therefore needed to be put to death
@Sovi3t
Not as a superpower- a superpower is above all those around it, no? Hence the super? So no, not as a superpower. As a large mining corporation or somesuch, maybe, but not as a superpower.
Her humming was the first thing that he noticed to affect him; within a minute, his shoulders were slowly uncoiling from their endless tension. Aulfr found himself feeling vulnerable, weak, and very much unlike himself- but he was comfortable, and there was something about Aleksandra's presence and sudden maternal attitude that softened him.

He held back his thoughts, comments, ideas, memories, pushing them back and savoring the sudden, profound peace that had pervaded his mind and his presence, using her humming of vague songs of Noxan adventure as his sword and shield against the tension-calling attitude of his. He would have loathed to admit it, if someone asked, about whether or not he was enjoying having his hair cut, having Aleksandra mess with it and run her fingers through his hair.

He immediately stiffened, however, when she asked about his mother. And for a moment, he stayed stiff, but that finally gave way to a sudden fall of his shoulders, a slump uncommon to the proud, self-assured Noxan prince.

"My mother is gone. I... suspect that the only person that knows where she is, or if she's even alive, is my father. And he refuses to tell me anything. She first disappeared when I was six; since then, my father, the servants, or the warriors have raised me."

He shrugged, suddenly, continuing, "My father refuses to tell me anything about the one that cared. And I will move mountains to find her."
@XDark AnorexiaX
For the moment, the one extra spot is taken up by Darkwolf- who is still deciding. You can start on your application, but for the moment, you would not be able to join. Unless, of course, Darkwolf decides to let you take his place.

If Darkwolf decides to make his app, then you'll be the first person allowed to join if someone drops out, or if we allow someone else to join.
@Senor Herp

Put it simple in the skeleton, and add a hider with more details. Good?
@Senor Herp

Can you just give a, you know, "Weapons: Blank, Armor: Blank," etc., approach, because while I'll usually read massive walltexts, I'm not much in the mood right now.
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