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dovelybird rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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 Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 11:17 am
There's movement in the grass off the beaten path, and Heremon snorts again, approaches it tentatively. But as he brushes through the tall grass with his hoof he stumbles back and nickers in a touch of panic. Skunk! "Now, don't do that-" His words don't placate it, and it immediately waddles out, lifting its tail to him in a sickening salute. No, he's not sticking around to see if it goes through with its threat, not for fire spirits or pretty mares or anything. He's out of there.Word Counter: 88.
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dovelybird rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 11:21 am
A rabbit is what Heremon finds this time, skittering under his hooves like it has no will to live. Goddess, he's finding every single creature of the woods here, isn't he? "Go on, then," he snaps at the rabbit, though it simply looks up at him dismissively and wiggles its nose, like it's better than him somehow, honestly. Absolutely precious, if it truly believes so. He harrumphs and continues on his way, twitching his tail.Word Counter: 75 words.
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dovelybird rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 11:24 am
He's moving away from the rabbit's disappearing spot still when he looks up and blinks. Things look familiar here...did he get turned around somehow? Is the forest playing games with his head already? Perhaps it's the mists? All Heremon knows is that when he turns around to backtrack he comes hoof-to-face with that damned skunk again, and he whinnies once more, takes off at a full run this time and just barely avoids the stench that coats the grass behind him.Word Counter: 82 words.
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 11:27 am
On the way out of a clearing a squirrel jumps down from the last tree onto a branch nearby. It chatters at Fable angrily for a moment and then throws an acorn at her. She's so surprised that she does't even have time before it pokes her in the eye!
"Ow!" She yelps in surprise and pain, and shakes her head as her eye waters and rubs her eye until the sting fades. Yet when next she looks up (more cautiously this time) the squirrel is gone. Fable casts a passing glare at the general area as she leaves the small bunch of trees and then sighs.
"...This is a little more trying than I thought it would be."
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 11:37 am
Somewhere amid her wanderings, Fable comes across a rather strange and curious tree indeed! This one has four small doors in it, and she can't help but feel compelled with an intense curiosity as to its purpose, and who would have made such a thing. The Tiny Folk, perhaps...? How odd!
Her gaze in intense as she stares, before leaning forward to bump her nose against one to open it.
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 11:50 am
Well that was.... disappointing.
The door opens to an empty little hollow, and Fable frowns a little before continuing on her way. What was the point of such an interesting creation if there was nothing to it?
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 11:54 am
Fable is more accustomed to finding meaning in the intangible. Now that she is searching for clues about where to find a Fire Spirit in the real world, and given her experiences so far (her eye still smarts!) she wonders what other.... surprises might be in store for her!
She makes her way over to a row of stands with various foods and drinks on display. One in particular catches her eye. Hoppywhoppets... oooh... She does have a bit of a sweet tooth, and they DO look good.
Making her way over, Fable orders the purplenurdle flavor and smiles a little as it's made up, only to glance down and --- why, what in the...? It's a Fire Spirit! "I've found you!" She grins a little, her gaze intense and bright. The little thing looks famished, though, and after a moment she decides to share some of her treat with it.
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 12:09 pm
Finding the first spirit had given her a boost of energy -- or maybe that was the sugar? Either way, she continues her search and runs into a rather cute raccoon! It seems friendly, so she gives it a ride around the festival for awhile.
"Where to next, Mr. Bumbles?"
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 12:12 pm
Another tree with doors in it? Or... wait... this looked familiar? Is she going in circles?!
Fable glances around, and then bumps her nose into another door. Maybe someone will be home this time?
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 12:14 pm
Nope.
Oh well. Perhaps they were out enjoying the festival with the rest.
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Owlsomniac rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 12:15 pm
She wanders some more, bumping into a familiar face here and there and somewhere along the way Mr. Bumbles makes his exit. She watches him go for a moment, and then turns back to the festivities.
She can't remember a time she's seen so many of her kind in one gathering....
As she considers this, dreamily, she nearly steps right on a skunk! It hisses -- it's only warning before raising it's tail -- and Fable squawks in dismay before making a dash for it, and narrowly escapes what would have been a MOST unpleasant experience!
Why are the animals in this clearing so mean?!
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Samuel Carlin rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 12:25 pm
It was just not Coriole's day today. He'd been overeager to try to hunt down the wily spirits. That had to be it. As he trotted into another clearing, his horn brushed a branch and set it to swaying, upsetting a squirrel who had been foraging there.
The fluffy-tailed beast turned on the unicorn angrily and, lacking any other physical means of protest, hurled the acorn it threw at Coriole's eye.
"Ouch! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt... I'll go!" And out of the clearing he went, backing all the way so he could duck another projectile, should it come.
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caffeinektn rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 1:12 pm
 Name: Paradigm
Faction: Nightmare
Small IC description of character: Paradigm's blue eyes were never warm like a clear summer's day. A coldness seemed to lie in them, beautiful yet remote and aloof. The dark mare was not overly friendly towards others. She seemed as if she held herself outside the company of those around her, even being surrounded by chatter and festivities.
Oracle Scribe: Brosephiine's Oracle Scribe
Paradigm wrinkled her nose as she stepped into a clearing, leaving the swirling mists behind her. She was soon enveloped again, this time in a crowd. The mare finds herself drawn to the statue that steals everyone's gaze for a moment or two, sometimes longer. Paradigm gazes at the statue with a sort of reverence before turning towards the fire spirits in time to see them take off.
The mare sighs to herself, apparently not too pleased to be tasked with something already. But she set off in search of the fire spirits anyway, undeniably curious. It's not long before she comes across a giant tree with a hole in the side, full of gaping darkness. She blinks once, twice, and then steps forward to investigate.
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caffeinektn rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 43 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 1:15 pm
From the interior of the tree comes the sound of small feet on dry leaves. Paradigm frowns slightly and leans in even closer. To her surprise, a fox head pops out of the hole followed by a sleek red body and prances off, giving the mare not so much as a passing glance. Paradigm snorts derisively and straightens herself. "The nerve..."
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caffeinektn rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 1:20 pm
Still a bit peeved by the haughty little fox, Paradigm continues on her way muttering to herself about rude animals. Because of the dark glances over her shoulder in the direction the fox had run off, she nearly walks right into a tree. The bark brushes roughly against her shoulder and she sidesteps away quickly, startled by the sudden touch. The noise of her hooves through the leaves on the ground must have startled a squirrel in the branch above because sudden chittering can be heard above her. Paradigm raises her head just in time to catch an acorn to the eye. "Ow!" She cringes, shying away from the tree as a squirrel appears and readies another nut in her direction. "Okay, okay! I'm going, sheesh..." Hurriedly she steps out of range and continues her search.
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