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 Posted: Tue May 18, 2010 5:34 pm
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Posted: Tue May 18, 2010 5:41 pm
Vic ner la la?
Scream it loud! Scream it proud!
I've found my magical ice cream socks!
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 5:29 pm
You can find the answers in the meaning,
Texts gone undefined and warnings of the wind,
Careful snows of little winter come at last,
With the coming tiny feet which pitter past,
No denying the fleeting,
The ever shifting changes of the wind,
Watch as mother dries her eyes with wings,
This forest truly is alive with feeling.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:59 pm
No one likes meh guild. Ah well time to go shave a goat. Kidding. I don't have a goat. But the zoo does.... mwhahahaha....
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 5:19 pm
Once upon a time, in the land of Myrr a young boy lived. An extraordinary young boy he was. With hair of deep ebony, and skin so fairly tanned by work. But a curse upon him was placed, by vengeful faes. Upon the first dawn of his sixteenth year, his skin began to burn with red. Driven away from the home he'd known all his life, he began a new seeking the cure for his ailment. By foot he traveled, by donkey and cart as well, he ravaged the lands over until collapsing in a southern desert. The sands burned his skin and clouded his eyes until he could see no more, but as he lay burning, so near death, a caravan passed by. Those ageless men, servants of great dijinn, saw the young boy and picked him up from the burning earth. They carried him to Solias out of pity, and left him by the gate with water enough to last the day. 
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 5:33 pm
The boy now blind soon came to and found his hand upon a pouch of water. Eagerly he drank and soon was done. With little strength regained, he desired more water to sooth the burning of his skin and keep the shaking of his bones at bay. Wandering the dusty streets was no easy feat, though thieves let him be the eyes of the young women would not. For skin as light as his was uncommon though his hair matched theirs. The difference in the structure of their bones, the shape of his face and those thin muscles which seemed perfect in their size as they added to his beggar appearance. Each tried to move in upon him, for the flesh of an exotic boy would sell well and make good servant for their houses. It was a half dijinn whom saved him from the fate which he was so close to. She stepped lively and approached the boy, wrapping her arm around his.
"Come along brother, I'll prepare your drink," She lied so easily as her arm slid down his.
The boy did not respond for his tongue was still so swollen with dehydration that he could not move it. She knew this thirst well and led him, as one leads a horse, to a nearby well so carefully hidden. Up to the edge the went, she then bent down and pulled water up for the thirsty boy.
"Drink," She murmured as she held the bucket to his lips.
When he'd finished she pulled him down until he sat upon the step of the well.
"This well is hidden against the wall. None will bother you here, please stay. If you should, I will return and feed you until you are strong enough to find substance for yourself," The half human girl explained as she held his hands in hers, her eyes staring into those blank and blinded eyes of his.
Standing, she left quickly-passing through an arch and leaving the boy alone. He sat upon the edge and waited until the sun set. Then he set about, searching with his hands until he found a place where the wind did not blow. He gathered bits of grass and formed a small nest to help insulate him against the cold of the city night. It was only then that he rested.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 6:42 pm
As the dry grass of the yard rustled, the blinded boy awoke. Shadows of his surroundings came to his eyes and he sat. Thirsty once more, he headed to the well and scooped water out to drink. The shreds of his clothing hung down over shoulders now bronzed by the desert sun. Done drinking, he retired to the wall where there was shade. Soon he became bored by the stillness of it all and felt for his nest in the dark. Finding it, he picked up the long blades of grass and began to weave them together to form a blanket of sorts. It was both an attempt to ward off boredom and to create the grounds for a more comfortable nights sleep. Though he was blind he was still able to weave the grasses well enough and soon he had a blanket of small size but large enough to keep much of his back warm when he lay upon the ground. As the sun rose high above, he crawled forth from the darkness to drink from the well once more. While he sat upon the ledge, the dijinn girl from before returned with a small bundle of food.
"Here," She said as she pushed the sack into his opening hands, "There's food enough for you, and the cloth can be used against the cold tonight. Though you seem to be doing fine as it is." She finished as she saw the nest he'd made and the woven blanket.
"Thank you," He replied in a coarse voice as he set the bag down and pulled a wedge of goat cheese from within it.
"I thought you were mute," The girl replied as she looked at him.
"I thought you were human," He replied as he saw the vague outline of horns upon her head.
"Fair enough, now what brings you to Solias?" She asked as she dangled her legs over the ledge, a full dijinn never would've helped him and any other of her kind would have killed him for his insult: but she was different she was of kind heart.
"I seek a cure for a curse which cannot be lifted," He replied, "Now I've answered one of your questions, you'll answer one of mine. Where is this Solias?"
"I cannot say," She replied as his head snapped up at her and her mouth twisted into a grin at his expression.
"Then tell me, dijinn, what is your name?" He asked as he pulled a bit of hard bread out and munched upon it, his teeth taring through it.
"I cannot say," She replied yet again as she drew closer, "But you should tell me yours."
"I know the ways of your kind, as soon as you know my name you'll kill me or enslave me," He replied in return while his head snapped toward the sound of her voice.
"What makes you think I'm like the rest of my kind?" She asked as she drew toward him, coming close to his ear before he drew back and began to pace feet away.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 8:07 am
Hmm... I should change my user name to Knight-Of-Dreams! Or something while I have this avi!
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:57 am
Hmmm.... I should've put a picture of my avi in that post!
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 4:23 pm
OOOHHH! Guild upamadate just pour vous! Well, I'm happy with my wishlist right now, so I'm working on making more guilds and expanding the one I already have. It's really hard to do though, ah well.
I want to make three more guilds (going in order of worst to best ideas and stuff):
1.) (worst) A lab guild! Where you've been experimented on and other stuff...
2.) HOGWARTS! THE HOGWARTS! That or Pigfarts. But that's on Mars....
3.) Science fiction guild set in a world facing a three way war for dominance, led by political leaders and interrupting the lives of young muggles every where....
For more information, look at my profile, for a look into the third click on my journal and look at the latest posts, for my current guild follow the link in my signature, to donate press trade and specify which guild you wish to donate to, and for poptarts intone 1.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 4:45 am
Welcome all of you to Hogwarts,
I welcome all of you to school!
Did you know that here at Hogwarts,
We have a hidden swimming pool?
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 10:07 am
Uri-Kiba Update:
I've written up some of the information about the different fun people, including the races that you can play as. For a Dark-Ninja you can play as a Neko, a Human, a Feline or a Ghoster. Feline and Neko are different because a Neko is half human, but a Feline looks human but is well... Feline! They have manes, whiskers, ears, a tail, paws claws... The whole bit! Ghosters are humans with psychic powers. And that's what I got done today!
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 6:30 pm
Getting some gold listening to music and writing some sweet, sweet honey.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 6:32 pm
You all know you love honey! The use of big descriptive words to create a world so hypnotic that you feel as if you could step right into it and feel at home. Yummy honey....
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 6:34 pm
KITTY MCKINNIE! MAR HAR HAR! That would be an awesome name. Not Mar Har Har, that would be cool too, but no, Kitty McKinnie. Just rolls off the tongue ya know?
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