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Ctrl F Greenie rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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 Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:27 pm
Curiosity continued to drive the mare and during her venture she was met with silence. Moments into a few strides she heard the first soft sound of a familiar feathered friend. The sounds continued until she finally reached it's source.
"Well hello there." Nokomis spoke with a fond tone, as though she knew the owl. Seeing the feathered companion surged her energy, she bid the owl a good day and moved on. Her task wasn't clear yet and she lightly cursed her memory for it's inability to help.
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caffeinektn rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:27 pm
As Paradigm continues, a sparrow lands on a nearby branch and begins to chirp at her. She stops for a
brief moment to listen to it. "You're name is still not Jack," she tells it, before continuing on her
way.
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caffeinektn rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:29 pm
Apparently a nearby skunk didn't like what Paradigm said to the sparrow. As she rounded a tree it
raised its tail in greeting, bringing a sharp squeal from her once more. "Not again!" Distressed,
Paradigm turns and bolts away from the skunk. "Jeeze, why are there so many?"
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:29 pm
Oh no, another skunk! Fable makes a run for it before it can spray her. No thank you! She'd rather never solve this mystery than stink worse than the dead. She shudders and hurries away, in search for her next target.
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Mewsings of An Angel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:31 pm
My name: Pyrefly My faction: Nightmares Small IC description of character: Of a small stature with a brooding air surrounding her. Yellow eyes peer out from beneath a lock of unruly violet and teal hair. A bell jangles against her cheek as she looks at you and then shakes her head and scoffs, mentally thinking how un-perfect you are. Oracle Scribe: Mewsings` Oracle Scribe 2: You've found a squirrel! It's annoyed at being disturbed and throws an acorn at you, poking you in the eye! You dont find any Fire Spirits. A yawn escaped Pyrefly's mouth as she looked around. She had woken late and had been stuck in a mass of bodies as they hurried about to join in the festivities of the Gala. Now here she was, her body becoming more and more rigid with irritation as she pushed through the crown. Soon, she found herself in a less dense population and she managed a breath of freedom. But her eyes caught movement of a fiery nature from the corner of her vision. Her eyes flicked to meet the sight, and was met with what could only be a Fire Spirit. She bowed her head momentarily, and was rewarded with the fire spirit flying away from her. In haste, she followed, and looked up at the spirit in the tree, and it in turn looked down at her. An amused voice echoed through her mind, “We have found something that might catch your interest. Find us and you shall garner our respect.” . With that, it proceeded to silently groom itself for a second, before taking off into the forest, leaves showering the mare. Gnashing her teeth, the mare stomped a single hoof and went after the spirit, wanting to find it to give it a piece of her mind. As she took off into the forest, she noticed others around her, seemingly on the same quest as she. Following their examples, she stuck her head into random spots, behind trees, under bushes... But as she looked under a sparsely leafed log, she was rewarded with a loud earful of chattering, and a sharp smack in the eye. She let out a yowl that would rival a cat's irritation, and began to stomp in the direction of the squirrel, hoping full-well that it would hit something. But nothing happened, and the chattering was soon far above her. Drat. Ouch. Argh! She was now irritated.
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:32 pm
She winds her way through a few trees... her pace having slowed a little. She feels more confident after having found so many spirits so quickly, but the last one will no doubt prove the most annoying to locate. She is thinking this just as she hears a familiar chattering.
"Oh no..." She glances up, and manages to close her eyes just in time. "Ha! You furry little fiend. Not this ti -- ow!" It nabs her the moment she opens her eyes again, and Fable lets out a shout of dismay, "$@#!%^@!!!!" She curses, rubbing her watering eye and moans a little to herself. Why did the squirrels hate her so much... what did she ever do to them, anyway?
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caffeinektn rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:32 pm
As she passes by a stall, she spots another fire spirit drooling over some rather
delectable looking food. "Aww, you hungry?" The fire spirit doesn't answer,
but it does seem pleased to see her. Maybe. Or perhaps it's just really hungry...
Either way, she's at four spirits now and quite happy to nearly be done with her
search.
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Ctrl F Greenie rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:33 pm
"A fire spirit!" The mare grew giddy from spying the firey little rodent by a small stall. Her eye's were wide and her body ready to spring into action. Quickly she moved towards the spirit, expecting some form of battle. The fight was weak though, the rodent was more interested in its stomach than what was truly happening around it.
"Gotcha!" A broad grin emerged and the energy she had increased greatly as she captured her first target. Basically her memory issues were a thing of the past and she began to focus.
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Mewsings of An Angel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:33 pm
6: You've found a skunk! It lifts its tail, but you manage to escape the odor in the nick of time. You don't find any Fire Spirits. Continuing her wandering, the mare folded her wings irritably, her eye smarting from the encounter with the squirrel. She was ready to give up, ready to go home. But she also hated to give up. With a loud sigh, she continued her hunt through the forest. A collection of rocks covered the top of a mound, and the mare kicked at the sharply with a front hoof, moody at best. Disturbing a hole, she noticed movement. With hope, she stuck her nose into the hole in search of a Fire Spirit. But a hiss erupted from the hole, and something rushed at her face. Black and white! She backtracked faster than she thought she could ever as the skunk turned 'round and let loose it's weapon. By this time, Pyrefly had made herself scarce!
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Agneza rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:34 pm
A sparrow flew by and Nebula decided to follow it for a bit while looking for other fire spirits. Maybe he knows where they are.
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Mewsings of An Angel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:35 pm
6: You've found a skunk! It lifts its tail, but you manage to escape the odor in the nick of time. You don't find any Fire Spirits. At this point, Pyrefly was D-O-N-E. She knew she was not fit for this event, but the mere thought of giving up bolstered her - albeit only somewhart. She pushed her way through the underbrush, and felt something sharp bite against her back leg and then a furious noise. She looked down, and let out a squeak. "NOT AGAIN!" She yelped out as she reared backward and turned tail.
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:35 pm
All this wandering and being poked in the eye by acorns seems to have made her hungry. And her energy is flagging a little as a result. A stall up ahead catches Fable's attention, however, and this one seems to be selling sweets just like the first.
Hmm... "Well.... I suppose another hoppitywhoppet couldn't hurt, could it?" Movement catches her eye, and she glances down. "Oh... You must really enjoy sweets, huh? Well, I suppose I can share this one, too. Why not? It is a festival, after all." The little Fire Spirit seems to perk up at that, and Fable chuckles a little.
"Of course... that also means I've no found all five of you! So, what do I win?"
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caffeinektn rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:35 pm
Paradigm circles back to the clearing, hoping to catch her last fire spirit on the way. Sure enough,
another torch dances into view. She smiles at the little fire spirit before spotting yet another pair
of tracks. She eyes the fire spirit. "Is this your doing?" It doesn't answer, but it does laugh at
her. Its reaction doesn't seem to bother her as much as it usually would, probably since her search
was at an end.
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Mewsings of An Angel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 2:36 pm
2: You've found a squirrel! It's annoyed at being disturbed and throws an acorn at you, poking you in the eye! You dont find any Fire Spirits. With revenge in it's beady eyes, the squirrel spotted it's target. Poor Pyrefly! After being the subject of much nasal torture, a sharp acorn connects with her already smarting eye. With a cry, she pinched her eye shut and stared up into the trees, spotting the white-bellied squirrel. She was seething! With a flap of her wings, the mare launched herself aloft, trying to grab at the squirrel with her jaws. The little creature let out a screech, chattering loudly as it skittered across the branches like the pro it was, leaving Pyrefly with an unresolved vendetta against squirrels everywhere.
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