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 Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 7:00 pm
He hasn't logged on since 11/25/10 10:16 AM
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 7:18 pm
I see. Maybe something extra important and family related came up. The 25th of November was Thanksgiving.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 7:32 pm
Maybe. Hopefully it wasn't anything of higher concequence.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 9:10 pm
He's building his first computer, I recall when it took me longer than I expected to make it internet-worthy. If he is also still unable to secure access to a working computer, then it would be difficult to fix it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 10:10 pm
1wolffan Yeah, he had a way of getting people involved and posting here in the cafe, and other threads. We need him back, or someone else with his unique skillset. Which was? I mean I love the kid, all the same but he didn't actually accomplish much. The closest I've seen the guild to coordinating and doing much of anything together as a guild was the thread raid. Which fell apart faster than soggy bread in a clever and witty statement. As they have been scientifically proven to tear apart soggy bread. ... Trying too hard? Anyways point being is it's not Naro. I know I'm no one's favorite, but I would like to point out the culprits for the guild not being active are us. So maybe, just maybe? We should stop the circle jerk about complaining about nothing happening and decide if we are or are not actually going to do something. nuff said. Also... *Sets something else on fire.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:21 pm
As a result of having not ceased the snuggling of Wrasynth, Lilly was the closest thing around when he acted on a pyrotechnic urge. Since fine didn't hurt, and it was warm, she continued to cuddle Wrasynth without giving notice to the flames.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 1:47 am
*He promptly lights a cherry flavored cigar off of her. It smells of sweet bar maraschino cherries. The curls of smoke blown carefully in rings rings as shafts of light play across the rather abstract scene. The general acrid aroma of the cigar replaced with the very palpable flavor of cherries. He had to fight the compulsive urge to lick his lips of the sweet flavor if only to savor the actual cigar further.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 9:04 pm
Having fallen asleep in my stool; I wake with a start. A strange explosive sound is heard form outside. I get up and walk out on the porch the sound is even louder out there; but it's not on the porch. It seems to be coming from outside, so I head out there.
There is a flash of blue light followed by a loud bang and a crackling noise. The light is in the shape of a fireburst, and seems to glitter as it fades. Another one goes off. This time it looks like a bright blue snowflake. A tan color firework goes off next; this time it actually looks like a coffee-cup symbol.
As the fireworks go off, all manner of interesting things show up. Here a dog, there a car... Always something new intermingled with the more traditional fireworks. A very large Firewok shaped like the profile of howling wolf is outlined in a nice navy coloration) I smirk a little, finally knowing what's up, and decide to sit in one of the benches under the night sky to enjoy the show. Of course, I do wonder how long this display shall remain active. It all depends...
OOC: The firework show is powered by you guys' imaginations. Come on out side and enjoy the show. You'll have to tell me which fireworks YOU see going off. Anything goes (within the Gaia ToS) Include color, size, any motion, etc. I look foreword to watching your ideas take form.
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 12:44 pm
A little ball of fur layed still on one of the tables. It was woken up by a waiter who pushed it off the table so he could clean it. "Nyah."Mewed the ball of fur as it uncurled revealing the sleepy looking cat that it was.
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 10:12 pm
  {{OrcasOnCrack: *The only reason I call them 'fishies' is because they fishtail from the line shot from and they look like little fish. It's something I learned from my mom.}} Diavolo jolted awake at the sound of the first explosion and stared outside, wide-eyed. He was ready to bolt or maul, whichever was needed of him, while still laying by the fire. He was comfortable and his size usually warded off any normal trouble. Alie's attention is also called by the sound. She was able to hear a familiar whistling before the explosion that made her eyes light up with childish delight. She got up and raced to the porch after the next couple blasts. She sat cross-legged on the porch, staring up at the sky as the show continued. "Does she wanna give us a head's up as to what's going on?" Devin muttered to his cousin, confused by the blasts. "Might as well check it out for ourselves," Nathan replied. Diavolo got up and padded over to Alie's side before sitting down. She draped her arm around him as she heard the pair of cousins come up behind her. "Fireworks!" she said excitedly, her eyes sparkling with joy. Nathan chuckled at her and looked up in time to see the howling wolf silhouette. "Wow," Devin muttered sitting beside his new girlfriend. Nathan stayed standing, leaning against the wall next to the door. "That's really something," he agreed as a gold lion appeared after a small series of fishie* fireworks. A blue bird of prey- either an eagle, hawk or falcon- came after a trio of green gold and red firebursts and a few geometric shapes followed. Devin let out an appreciative "Sweet," as one set seemed to zig-zag up and created a burst after every few zigs or zags before going off completely in a display of blue gold red and green swirls and firebursts that made Alie giggle like a little kid. Diavolo was a little antsy about the noise but was kept calm by Alie's comforting arm. Devin chanced a glance over his shoulder at Nathan with a raised eyebrow, only to recieve a shrug and a smile. ' Maybe she didn't get to see fireworks that often' was the elder was thinking.  
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 7:50 am
Wrasynth had an uncharacteristically sweet moment where he picked Lilian up to see the fireworks. It became suddenly apparent that he was actually dressed in very little save his comfy fur lined robes. The lining dyed in regal ruby red down, firmly tied off at the waste with like material. He lifted her legs up under his right arm, holding her beneath her shoulders close to his body like a good hand of poker. Suddenly spitting the cigar away before he stepped out. Smothering the cherry out with his heel. He bent the fire to his well. Flexing the fire as if it fingers sinew and fiber attached to him, yet he drew it into him like a breath. A sharp exhale of brimstone black fumes escaped his black marble placid features as he stepped through the door; his body was now radiating heat to Lilian. Careful not to harm her as he exited the building; musing that devils might actually be more capable of feeling than he previously had been to his apotheosis from his pure Vasharan state of existence. All the same each explosion rattled across the land scape. Resonating deeply in the breast bone before dispersing across the rest of everything else. The immersible sensations overwhelming, as darkness drew like a curtain across the night sky repeatedly. Only to be repeatedly dispelled in brilliant gouts of fire and light. He mused that this tradition seemed to be some sort of commemoration for things or events. However abstract it was to celebrate something by blowing a small bit of it up, or by frightening the local wild life into blind panic, the alien sensation of having your bones rattled by deafening explosions must be something strange.
Still he let that heat he'd inhaled resonate out to keep Lilian warm. He mused it must be the proximity for which he was starved motivating him to this, as much a pregnant woman was motivated for particular proteins, although the rational and irrational connections of that line of thought bothered him. Why did he suddenly crave... contact with people?
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 8:03 am
The cat trotted past the people crowding the door way and looked up at the sparkling, bright aftermaths of the fireworks combusting and exploding in the air. With almost every explosion the cat flinched receeding behind one of the peoples legs then sticking it's head out only to receed again. It's furry tail fluffed up when a louder boom from a firework sent it cowering back into the cafe' and into a corner. Though with every cat comes their curiosity to further explore, discovery and attempt to play and like every one there comes the saying that curiosity kills the cat well maybe not this cat. With it's ears pressed down against it's furry little head it hesitantly trotted back out and narrowly avoiding a man stomping down his foot in pure excitement as he gazed up at the massive explosion. Even though this feline had avoided the man nearly ending it's life it didn't avoid having someone stamp down on its tail. The cat cried out in pain with excessive meows and hisses. In retaliation the cat clawed through the man pant leg and to his leg leaving bloody scratch marks which this sent the man yelling in pain and falling back letting the cats tail go. The cat trotted off further outside to admir the fireworks seemingly not scared off by them now save a few bigger explosions.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 12:51 am
(( I like the descriptions you guys are coming up with. Keep it up, it's good reading. ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 4:54 am
((Then it died faster than a were wolf to silver brick parked down it's throat.))
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 8:57 am
{{OrcasOnCrack: Why does it have to be a werewolf?}}
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