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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 5:43 pm
Company with honesty is virtue, vices to flee Company is good and ill, but every man has his free will
 The best ensue, the worst eschew—my mind shall be Virtue to use, vice to refuse; this shall I use me
My name is Malachite, and welcome to my world.
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 5:44 pm
Navigational Chart I My Name is Malachite, and Welcome to My World II Navigational Chart III All About Mal IV Mal's Adventures V Mal's World VI Mal's Story VII--XV Reserved
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 5:46 pm
General Information: Name: Malachite Aliases: Mal Gender: Female Song: “Pastime With Good Company” by Henry VIII Likes: moss, soft things, cuddling Dislikes: arguments, fighting, distress, dirty jokes About: Malachite emerged near the coast and had little to no contact with other noodles for a long time. Fueled by some desire she could not name, she wandered deep into a range of mountains strung along the coast. She met other noodles there, living as wild as she did, and met a herd of kirin who lived together. She fell in love with one of their lieutenants, Sforkok. They worked well together during a long period in which the leader was missing. They help each other with any difficult issues, with Sfor providing structure and Mal the gentleness.
Unfortunately, the herd was destroyed, and Sfor and Mal have been on the run ever since then. They’re trying to forget the past now and start a new life and a new family. They live in a valley on the other side of the ridge across the river from the House.
Relationships: Parents: ??? x ??? Siblings: None Mate: Sforkok Offspring: Zizosak Friends: Cartography (not in shop)
OOC Information: Status: Taken. <33 Posts in: #045000
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 5:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 5:55 pm
Mal's World
Relations
Sforkok—My mate, and one of my first friends. She makes me feel safe and loved, and I couldn’t live without her.
Friends
Cartography and Freckles—The leaders of our herd. I miss them so much.
Achat and Muspellheim—Cartography’s father and half-brother. I hope they’ve survived, but I don’t know.
Enemies
I try not to hold grudges. Try.
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 6:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 9:00 pm
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