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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 4:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2014 4:12 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 12:22 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 8:44 pm
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Phantoms Request Ok, cool... So three more things: Do you want profiles? Who will start things off? Is she an immortal or in any way long lived?
Nah, just post a picture in your first post then we can go from there. smile
I probably will. ^^ Unless you'd rather start first.
Hmmm...yes I would say she's long lived/immortal. She is a backwards reaper after all. ^^;
Anything else?
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2014 4:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2014 3:38 pm
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((I'm just gonna quote so I'll know for sure we both keep in touch. Also, couldn't find a good pic that fit. Sorry...))
The door creaked open, seemingly on its own to reveal a rather poorly tended interior. From the looks of it, someone had tried to clean up, but had stopped half way through. The short hall that was immediately visible had obviously seen some attention on and off for a while, but there were a few pictures that were dusty or slightly tilted and a few shelves full of dusty knick-knacks. Further in, it opened up to a loft with a staircase off to the side that led up. This room was well lit and welcoming, which contrasted with the messy appearance of the hall. The loft was well tended, and there was relatively little that didn't look cared for. There were books on shelves in one corner with a couch and some cushioned chairs. There was a television and some chairs in another corner. There are several halls leading to other sections of the building, one of which carried the sounds of someone humming off in the distance.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2014 6:08 am
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The hall opened up into what looked like a library. There were tall shelves filled full of books of all kinds and in many different languages. But what really drew the eye was the young woman idly flipping through the pages of a particularly old volume, humming a tune from memory as she read. Her platinum-white hair contrasted nicely with her dark navy dress, and her amber eyes looked up to show a face any man could love. Her gentle features left the impression of a warm and caring individual that could mother you to death if you let her. Her sudden shift into surprise at the young man's appearance did little to change that impression. "Oh!" She exclaimed. "Well, hello there. Its not often I get visitors." She took a second to process his request. "Well, I can certainly point you in the right direction, but I'd need to find my map. Give me just a minute." And with that she stood up and headed towards a particular shelf, and in doing so, showed him something he might have missed. As she stood straight, her dress fell gently to show a curve to her stomach. It was slight, barely much of anything, but it was there.
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