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8 yrs ago
A run-on sentence does not mean a long sentence.
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9 yrs ago
@Ophidian Funny thing, that was always my court.
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9 yrs ago
Nanowrimo time.
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9 yrs ago
I didn't even know Life is Strange had a prequel before Fabricant mentioned it. Going to have to pull some money out of somewhere.
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9 yrs ago
@Fabricant, I think I understand what you're saying, but it still made no sense.
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The situation seemed over when Alfie had come to the rescue. Birds rushed in, in untold numbers. He had no idea how many birds swarmed at the boy's feet, but it was a frightening sight to behold. He wondered what they had intended to do, what the girl's intention was.

As the water around the center seemed to vanish, Aaron was stricken by surprise, for he had not expected the birds to succeed. He was carried to safety, away from the dangers of wild ice. The two girls, locked on to each other, remained as they were. More was yet to unfold. Perhaps if only that boy hadn't said something idiotic, this difficult scenario might never had unfolded. His powers useful for only crude destruction, Aaron only watched as the scene unraveled. He was still with his new friend, Mystique.
@KatherinWinter
Happy birthday, Kat!

@Teknonick
If you're looking for people for your rp, I'd be up for it.
Things already seemed to be over, and all before Aaron had time to react. Truth be told, Aaron was on the tall girl's side. Jokes shouldn't be made at other people's offense, although in that boy's defense he seemed to only have been a fool. For all his tears, Aaron could feel the difference between he and himself. Pain felt in the longterm felt different than that felt in the short-term.

For now, ice seemed to be seeping up. It crept forward from the ground, engulfing more and more. Against this, Aaron could not do anything; his powers were ill-suited for such a task. He could only watch as it unfolded. However, he would watch it closely. He couldn't very well stay calm, and calmly take his seat, as this drama continued to unfold.
@Aisling
"Pardon me," Elizabeth said. "But it sounded as if you said that the village was in the basement. How could such a thing be true?"

And perhaps it was true, if this was truly a magical world. Perhaps magic meant more than simply casting spells, and the world itself was full of things she thought were impossible. Elizabeth would have to wait and see. She continued to follow.
Ruomahl/Rowan

@UnlosingRanger
Rowan supposed he missed some human social queue with one of his questions, which would explain Uriko's laughing. He hoped that he didn't mess up too badly. Nonetheless, maybe it was good that he was able to get her to smile and laugh.

"My name's Rowan," he said again.

For now, he'd be putting. on this suit, even though it was much too heavy. However, he couldn't start without he brothers. He could only be so much ahead of his brothers, even if that was all that was expected of them. It was good, however, that he got here first. Even so, they couldn't start in earnest until they arrived. He didn't want to have to wait too long.
Elizabeth awoke, scratching her messy hair. She would have to fix that. Elizabeth wasn't sure how long she had to get ready, but she would take as long as was necessary to get her hair down.

Afterwords, Elizabeth gathered at the breakfast table with the others. She heard what Violetta was saying, mostly. Elizabeth was hoping it was mostly review; she'd probably fall behind otherwise. Mornings were a scourge on her, a bane on her. Elizabeth sighed, and tried not to yawn, for surely the Lady would not be understanding. She had a sincere hope that she did not look too bad, a hope that was misplaced. The first on her mind was what was for breakfast. She did not too much care to ask too many questions right as she woke up.
Is there meditation class during this new day or not yet?
That song @UnlosingRanger linked to was pure awesome. I'd never heard of Soul Nomad before but now I'll check it out.
Ruomahl/Rowan


Rowan hated what he heard from Uriko. Yes, he hated it indeed. Too much was mustered on to him. How was he supposed to keep tabs on his contemptible, irresponsible, loathsome, inferior siblings. He would just have to force them, then? Indeed, Rowan was given a full plate of misfortune. Rowan swore that one day he would he would make his father answer for the treachery he had committed here.

This suit was a ridiculous matter. So he was supposed to wear a heavy suit, even while he bathed? Rowan thought that maybe the real punishment was never taking it off, but it was so heavy. He could not lift it. Lift it he could not. The action known as lifting was something which Rowan could not do. The suit exceeded the amount of pounds that he was able to force upwards. And he was supposed to live in this contemptible suit of intolerable miserableness. This was madness.

Rowan wanted to complain. He wanted to say what thoughts he felt in this situation. Oh, but he was sure she would be having none of that. So he would just say his questions and begin the misery.

Rowan asked, "Okay, so what is this thing called fishing, and does it involve something called a fish? And why are we using a washboard of all things? And could I get your number?"

He would probably need it, after all, in case he couldn't handle his brothers alone.
@Aisling
Elizabeth typed back to Lady Violetta:

I intend to take both traditional and draconic magic.
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