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 Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 2:53 pm
 `- {⚔} - {⚑} - {⚖} - {⚓} - ¡ In an .h o n e s t. service there is `thin commons, [low wages], && hard labor;
in this, plenty and s a t i e t y, `pleasure and `ease, liberty and power; . . . . . . . . . .&&& w h o would not {balance creditor} on /this side,
x when all -the hazard- that is r.u.n. for it,
at worst, is only a `sour look or >>two at choking.
N o , a merry life~ and a short one, shall be m y - m o t t o`- {⚔} Raiders of the Seas
`- {⚑} Invaders of the Seas
`- {⚖} Traders of the Seas
`- {⚓} Evaders of your Laws
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 6:07 pm
`❋ - to tempt a first star to a t r e m o r❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂ ❂
A cool small evening s h r u n k `to a dog bark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx&& the `clank - of a bucket -
❋ and you :: listening ~ ❋ . . . . . . . . . . .
!TEXT GOES HERE
Sed ut perspiciatis unde omnis iste natus error sit voluptatem accusantium doloremque laudantium, totam rem aperiam, eaque ipsa quae ab illo inventore veritatis et quasi architecto beatae vitae dicta sunt explicabo. Nemo enim ipsam voluptatem quia voluptas sit aspernatur aut odit aut fugit, sed quia consequuntur magni dolores eos qui ratione voluptatem sequi nesciunt. Neque porro quisquam est, qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit, sed quia non numquam eius modi tempora incidunt ut labore et dolore magnam aliquam quaerat voluptatem. Ut enim ad minima veniam, quis nostrum exercitationem ullam corporis suscipit laboriosam, nisi ut aliquid ex ea commodi consequatur? Quis autem vel eum iure reprehenderit qui in ea voluptate velit esse quam nihil molestiae consequatur, vel illum qui dolorem eum fugiat quo voluptas nulla pariatur?
} } ☁ "Moon!" you cry suddenly, "Moon! M o o n ! " !OOC GOES HERE
. . . . . . . . . . .
¤ The moon
xxxhas stepped back
xxxxxxlike an artist
xxxxxxxxx[ g a z i n g ] ~amazed at a work
xxxxxxxxxxxxt h a t . p o i n t s . a t . h i m ` a m a z e d
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 12:43 pm
█||: ≧ J ᴜ ᴍ ᴘ ≦ ||:█: - - ☄ `█|: ☈ ||█ █ |: ██|❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃ `❃ ❃ ❃Look, I don't want to wax philosophic, but I will say that if you're alive you've got
to flap your arms and legs, you've got to jump around a lot, for life is the very
opposite of death, and therefore you must at very least think noisy and colorfully,
or you're not alive. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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___________________________________________________________ ~ ❃. If you're going off a 90-foot jump, you can't say: 'Oh, I don't want to do this now.'
~ ❃. You're going no matter what.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 12:30 pm
 ♞ [ V ɪ ᴄ ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ ] ♟♛♟♖xxxxxx
- ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø - ø -
☩ Victory at all costs, victory despite all terror,
victory however long and hard the road may be;
for without victory, there is no survival.
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 [✺] `a task b e g u n is [ a task ] /half done.
Sed ut perspiciatis unde omnis iste natus error sit voluptatem accusantium doloremque laudantium, totam rem aperiam, eaque ipsa quae ab illo inventore veritatis et quasi architecto beatae vitae dicta sunt explicabo. Nemo enim ipsam voluptatem quia voluptas sit aspernatur aut odit aut fugit, sed quia consequuntur magni dolores eos qui ratione voluptatem sequi nesciunt. Neque porro quisquam est, qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit, sed quia non numquam eius modi tempora incidunt ut labore et dolore magnam aliquam quaerat voluptatem. Ut enim ad minima veniam, quis nostrum exercitationem ullam corporis suscipit laboriosam, nisi ut aliquid ex ea commodi consequatur? Quis autem vel eum iure reprehenderit qui in ea voluptate velit esse quam nihil molestiae consequatur, vel illum qui dolorem eum fugiat quo voluptas nulla pariatur?
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 8:17 pm
 {P}{o}{o}{r} `{l}{i}{t}{t}{l}{e} {A}{l}{i}{c}{e}
She's stuck in wonderland, again. && again, and again, and again...
Poor little Alice.
winding paths `of y e l l o w b r i c k - they spun me around && around :
tOpSYTUrvy `& I call out!- r a b b i t h o l e ~
`✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥
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`✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ ⋆ Icarus. I-ca-rus.
They were wrong. All wrong. Her eyes roved the piles of fluttering matter listlessly, trying to make connections. Trying to convince herself. And it was stupid, wasn't it? Talking to yourself? Trying to convince yourself?
And it was useless, because she had already decided. Alice flicked the blade back and forth aimlessly, watching a ray of sun glance off the semi-dull surface. If only. But again, only she knew how to.
With a soft thunk, the blade landed quivering, pinning a goose feather to the pale wood. Paler on pale. Fluffy on hard, yet both so soft. Alice let her fingers scrabble blindly for a minute soaking in her desk, the afternoon, the world. Flesh grazed metal, downy feathers, fur, and warm wood. She let out a full-blown laugh. Rusty fingers.
The shapes left an imprint of goodbye, hushed exclamations and rebukes. If you must, silly girl.
The little white pellets stared up at her. Alice retired the level gaze, a small nod already on her lips as she grasped the bottle like a lifeline. Down the rabbit hole, and into Wonderland.
Swallowing was painful. The rabbit hole was filled with musty things, old things, forgotten things. There was a battle of an eternity, both worlds tugging relentlessly. Me. No, me. Her tunnel heaved, and broke, exploding a sharp searing redness that was too painful.
Alice retched and gagged. She could breathe, but barely.
Even the road to death would hurt like heck.
Figures.
`✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 2:18 pm
{ J } { o } { u } { r } { n } { e } { y } { s }
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:27 pm
Wolfjoker [/quote {P}{o}{o}{r} `{l}{i}{t}{t}{l}{e} {A}{l}{i}{c}{e}
She's stuck in wonderland, again. && again, and again, and again...
Poor little Alice.
winding paths `of y e l l o w b r i c k - they spun me around && around :
tOpSYTUrvy `& I call out!- r a b b i t h o l e ~
`✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥
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`✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ `✥ ⋆ "I did no such thing, boy," she muttered, already tired of the endless back-and-forth. If Alice believed herself to be well and truly dead, their little argument would really endless, figuratively and literally.
"Put the bird down, mister. If you break anything it'll all be on you and I doubt your job pays well. Death."
She scoffed and fluttered her fingers dismissively, looking the figure up and down.
A thought flitted by, unbidden. Here she was, little Alice and big world, torn between decision and helplessness. This boy claimed he was the one she had sought out, furtively seeking out in her mind's eye. Doubtful; he looked too young, too immature, and just wrong for it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 8:00 pm
ღ `the [world] is broken , - haloes fail to g l i s t e n
we tried to make a difference but no~one wants to listen*
hail the preachers fake and proud
their .doctrines. will be c l o u d
&& they'll dissipate like snowflakes {in an ocean}} { n o w , i ' v e . g o t . n o t h i n g . l e f t . t o . l o s e } {❈}xxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 7:22 pm
>>> On the Trail
by PoppiHollaPuddelz for rhymeswithchaos
The forests of Delnun were thick, thick with the shattered fragments of sin, thick with the musty, stale air of a civilization that had lived too long. Nature had never been a release, a place to free her mind from the pressures and privileges of being a Charon, but she had to admit that the lack of intelligent company was refreshing. Though her duty was unavoidable, inescapable and tailed her endlessly, Cassandra felt the innate logic behind the driving force in her life - her namesake.
The girl who was fated to speak naught but truths, though no-one believed.
And she was a truthful girl. A girl, for she was no more than eighteen years of age. Truthful, though starkly at odds with her youth, cynical and world-weary already. Truths were what the world needed to hear, through a fog smeared with white lies. Truth was a Charon's blade on a sinner's lifeline, through the endless flow of scarlet like steel through butter. Cassandra was truth, and rightly so named.
And if truth were to be so crucially involved, Cassandra would have no choice but to admit her relative ignorance of the lands that bordered and swallowed her own. The names she could vaguely recall, the sounds dancing uncertainly on a tongue-tip, but the mental images that the tones conjured up were blank and spare. The forest itself was a puzzle - dissolving the edges of a safe, known space and merging into the unknown. It was a place of barbarians and things untamed; a world leaking with a flawed justice.
Here and there would be flashes of tawny caramel and marigold in the trees - what they were, Cassandra could only suspect, but the fact remained that the animals feared her, as the people did. With this sentiment came a sense of guilty pride, a faint tinge of loneliness and a waft of regret. Streamlined clarity brought sudden relief as her fingers found a throwing knife, and she didn't hesitate. Hunger reared its ugly head as the steel ripped into bark, tangy sap pooling in a clear, painful stream.
Nothing pushed away the chill of mid-winter quite like a bustling tavern. The drinks were flowing, laughter bubbled and swelled in an almost melodic cacophony in between the shouts, jeers and casual innuendo. He enjoyed the relish of iced glass against his palm, content in the knowledge that some simple, joyous life lay at the forefront of his facade, and that he too, could join in the revels and the merrymaking of Kierwick.
With the practiced eye and hand of a bartender long accustomed to his work, Silas stemmed the flow of alcohol, watching as the gush of meaningless chatter slowed to a steady drip. Part of the satisfaction came with the realisation that he could, at a gesture, turn the overwound faucet of a noisy day into something quiet, minute and profound. A town's centre was its tavern and inn and Silas was, by all accounts, perfectly suited to his position. To the weary traveller, the Agkelos' workplace was indeed a place, the place to visit, a marked destination on every map of Kierwick. Now, as you may recall, the Charon Cassandra was no ordinary traveller, but as fate would have it, news of the tavern would reach even her cautious ears.
Bustling as it was, the subject of our story was well hidden behind a many-hued sea of faces, all masquerading as anyone of interest.
Innocent until proven otherwise - an adage of old that had endured throughout generations. Normally, Cassandra would have it no other way, but he was too slick, too practiced. Too confident. The dangerous ones had to be watched, and watched carefully. It would be all too easy for this one to slip away unnoticed and rejoin the faceless crowd.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 12:49 pm
₪ } S A L - █ ██ ██████████████ ████ █████████████ ███
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 1:14 pm
[ T H E † A R T † O F † N O T † D O I N G ]. .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . ... .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . ..
Once u p o n ` a time, I, {Chuang Chou}, dreamt I -was- a . b u t t e r f l y ~ fluttering hither && thither,
to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly,
unaware that I was Chou. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again.
Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly,
d r e a m i n g I am a man. Between a man and a `butterfly t h e r e - i s necessarily a distinction.
The transition is c a l l e d the transformation of material things. 웃 웃 웃 웃 웃 웃 웃 웃
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 9:47 am
What is this thing, you ask?
This is a shared thread for ideas and role-play plots that we can bounce off each other. Fun, right?
`[☂] - PᴏᴘᴘɪHᴏʟʟᴀPᴜᴅᴅᴇʟᴢ[☀] "Spinning round and round . . . holding ~hands . . . the /whole world a b l u r . . . but you are standing."
[☂]`[Aʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ~]
Heythar lovelies, it's Poppi here~
After the initial shock, unthinking, incoherent joy of meeting MC irl, I've been a babbling stream of crazies. The poor girl did a commendable job of going along with it all, though, and I've only just calmed down enough to type and format this thing.
[☂]`[Iᴅᴇᴀs~]
[☂]`[Rᴜʟᴇs~]
⋆ the ToS, as always
⋆ quality over quantity, as always
⋆ to elaborate on the above point - please don't communicate in txtspk, do not leave me hanging without a warning, do try your best, contact me for OOC, use spellcheck, tektek, and proofread your work
⋆ I WANT SAMPLES.
⋆ I'm willing to try most genres, but cannot do fluffies, m/s, yaoi, yuri, and would prefer original plots
⋆ really, i'm a lovely person. use your common sense, and we can be great friends, desu.
[☂]`[Sᴀᴍᴘʟᴇs~]
⋆ Icarus. I-ca-rus.
They were wrong. All wrong. Her eyes roved the piles of fluttering matter listlessly, trying to make connections. Trying to convince herself. And it was stupid, wasn't it? Talking to yourself? Trying to convince yourself?
And it was useless, because she had already decided. Alice flicked the blade back and forth aimlessly, watching a ray of sun glance off the semi-dull surface. If only. But again, only she knew how to.
With a soft thunk, the blade landed quivering, pinning a goose feather to the pale wood. Paler on pale. Fluffy on hard, yet both so soft. Alice let her fingers scrabble blindly for a minute soaking in her desk, the afternoon, the world. Flesh grazed metal, downy feathers, fur, and warm wood. She let out a full-blown laugh. Rusty fingers.
The shapes left an imprint of goodbye, hushed exclamations and rebukes. If you must, silly girl.
The little white pellets stared up at her. Alice retired the level gaze, a small nod already on her lips as she grasped the bottle like a lifeline. Down the rabbit hole, and into Wonderland.
Swallowing was painful. The rabbit hole was filled with musty things, old things, forgotten things. There was a battle of an eternity, both worlds tugging relentlessly. Me. No, me. Her tunnel heaved, and broke, exploding a sharp searing redness that was too painful.
Alice retched and gagged. She could breathe, but barely.
Even the road to death would hurt like heck.
Figures.
This was one of my most recent posts, and by no means the best. For more samples, check out the first page of my writing shop. The link is in my siggy.
 [Aʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ~] [Iᴅᴇᴀs~] [Rᴜʟᴇs~] [Sᴀᴍᴘʟᴇs~]
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 3:36 pm
How to use this overly complicated, annoying thing.
1. Pick a color in hex code. This will be "!yourcolour"
2. Ctrl+F all the "!yourcolour" in the code, replacing said phrase with your choice.
3. Ctrl+F all the "!" in the code, replacing respective phrases with your character information. A walk down memory lane . . .
!your biography
Yes, please . . .
❛ [!like1]`[!like2]`[!like3] ❜
No, thanks . . .
❛ [!dislike1]`[!dislike2]`[!dislike3] ❜
I am..
❛ [!trait1]`[!trait2]`[!trait3]`[!trait4]`[!trait5] ❜♭y the way . . .!your extra infoI have this strange little voice in my head called !username
[imgright]!imgurl[/imgright]
[list][list][list][size=10][align=left][color=gray]█[/color] [color=!yourcolor]██[/color] [color=gray]Hello, I am [b]!name[/b]
I've been around for [b]!age[/b] years.
Love? Well.. I'll say this, I'm [b]!sexual orientation[/b].[/color][/size]
[color=!yourcolour][size=10]♩|{ If music be the food of love, play on . . . }[/color][/size]
[/align][/list][/list][/list]
[align=left][size=10][color=!yourcolor][b]A walk down memory lane . . .[/b][/color]
[color=gray][i]!your biography[/i][/color]
[color=!yourcolour][b]Yes, please . . .[/b][/color]
[color=gray]❛ [!like1]`[!like2]`[!like3][/color] ❜[/color][/align][/size][size=10]
[color=!yourcolour][b]No, thanks . . .[/b][/color]
[color=gray]❛ [!dislike1]`[!dislike2]`[!dislike3][/color] ❜[/color][/align][/size][size=10]
[color=!yourcolour][b]I am..[/b][/color]
[color=gray]❛ [!trait1]`[!trait2]`[!trait3]`[!trait4]`[!trait5][/color] ❜[/color][/align][/size]
[color=!yourcolour][size=10][b]♭y the way . . .[/b][/color]
[color=gray][i]!your extra info[/i][/color]
[align=right][color=!yourcolour][size=10]I have this strange little voice in my head called [b]!username[/b][/size][/color][/align]
My profile and code:: A walk down memory lane . . .
Well, come to think of it, my past was quite the fairytale. A nice normal home, family, and school life - more than I could now ever ask for. But the drugs came, you see.
They say curiousity kills the cat. I am that cat. It's sucking the life out of me and I know it, but that curiosity is so tempting, so close . . .
It was at a party. Trying new things. Making new friends.
Getting high, on life.
Or music.
Or drugs.
Maybe both.
So many wrong decisions. But joining this band - it won't be one of them.
Yes, please . . .
❛ [drugs]`[broken keyboards]`[cats] ❜
No, thanks . . .
❛ [anything sweet]`[stairs]`[textbooks] ❜
I am..
❛ [numb]`[moody]`[apathetic]`[curious]`[ecstatic] ❜ ♭y the way . . . I might be away for some time ~ I have this strange little voice in my head called PoppiHollaPuddelz. [imgright]http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/PoppiHollaPuddelz/ScreenShot2012-09-22at110638AM_zps8d7786e7.png[/imgright]
[list][list][list][size=10][align=left][color=gray]█[/color] [color=teal]██[/color] [color=gray]Hello, I am [b]Alice Ridgely[/b]
I've been around for [b]16[/b] years.
Love? Well.. I'll say this, I'm [b]bisexual[/b].[/color][/size]
[color=mediumblue][size=10]♩|{ If music be the food of love, play on . . . }[/color][/size]
[/align][/list][/list][/list]
[align=left][size=10][color=teal][b]A walk down memory lane . . .[/b][/color]
[color=gray][i]Well, come to think of it, my past was quite the fairytale. A nice normal home, family, and school life - more than I could now ever ask for. But the drugs came, you see.
They say curiousity kills the cat. I am that cat. It's sucking the life out of me and I know it, but that curiosity is so tempting, so close . . .
It was at a party. Trying new things. Making new friends.
Getting high, on life.
Or music.
Or drugs.
Maybe both.
So many wrong decisions. But joining this band - it won't be one of them.
[/i][/color]
[color=mediumblue][b]Yes, please . . .[/b][/color]
[color=gray]❛ [drugs]`[broken keyboards]`[cats] ❜[/color][/size][size=10]
[color=teal][b]No, thanks . . .[/b][/color]
[color=gray]❛ [anything sweet]`[stairs]`[textbooks] ❜[/color][/size][size=10]
[color=mediumblue][b]I am..[/b][/color]
[color=gray]❛ [numb]`[moody]`[apathetic]`[curious]`[ecstatic] ❜[/color][/align][/size]
[color=teal][size=10][b]♭y the way . . .[/b][/color]
[color=gray][i]I might be away for some time ~[/i][/color][/size]
[align=right][color=mediumblue][size=10]I have this strange little voice in my head called [b]PoppiHollaPuddelz.[/b][/size][/color][/align]
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 1:10 pm
 C R A P S A C C H A R I N Exxxxxxxxxxxxx. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .`{☀} - Crystal Spires && Togas ~ City in a Bottle ` Shining City
xxxxxxxxGovernment Conspiracy ` Peace and Love Inc. On a Hill
xxxxxxxxWorld Half Full/Fauxtivational - Happiness is Mandatory
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Angstbucket Edgelord Captain
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