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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 3:48 pm
((Hey, you might get more response if you post in the chat thread. A lot of people probably don't check every individual thread when they get a post because they just assume someone is RPing there. There are just so many threads to keep up with. But usually if you poke the chat thread, more people will see. I'd send someone over but I really don't have anyone free. D= ))
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 3:49 pm
ooc: mkay, thanks for the suggestion 8D
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 3:50 pm
((I was actually about to go send Vivian over since I'm just waiting for a post from someone's character. *cough*Oz*cough* xD Just let me right up a post for a bit! >.<" *slow typer*))
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 3:51 pm
cHesHiRe_CaT_0013 ooc: mkay, thanks for the suggestion 8D ((You're welcome! I hope you find someone with free characters. =3 ))
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 4:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 4:09 pm
 წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ The family soon passed and the child's laughter was muffled by the wind and waves. Bianca looked towards their direction for a while before returning her gaze to the ocean. Seeing them together like that made Bianca feel a little melancholic and lonely. She could not remember a time when she and her family went out together like that, there was nothing happy to remember. Bianca's expression became bitter but it slowly faded back to her usual blank expression. It was no use in reminiscing the past and long for what it could have been. Bianca soon got tired of standing in the cold and was about to leave when the voice of another caught her attention. She looked towards the voice to see a little girl, yet she did not seem like she was actually a child. The girl seemed more mature than others of her age. "I don't know. I just needed somewhere to go I guess... I could ask you the same question," Bianca replied.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 4:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 4:34 pm
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ Bianca silently listened as the small girl spoke and the way she spoke confirmed Bianca's thoughts about the girl; she was indeed mature and probably older than what she appeared to be. Bianca smiled slightly when she heard the other's response. "The same? I guess we are. This beach is a good place to gather one's thoughts since there are no distractions here. It's just the ocean and weather, nothing else..." Bianca said as she looked out to the sea again.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 4:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 9:53 pm
ooc: are we still doing this even the days have moved on? i apologize for being so late, it has been a very busy week for me Dx
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 9:55 pm
cHesHiRe_CaT_0013 ooc: are we still doing this even the days have moved on? i apologize for being so late, it has been a very busy week for me Dx ((You're fine. The days have moved on though since Vivian was needed for her class. I should have mentioned that she left already. She's free to attend class if you want. ^^ ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 9:58 pm
ooc: ok, and could i ask what week it is? for the calendar?
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 10:54 pm
  "Evil has many faces.
Evil can take any form
Animal, Human, anything.
It can influence the weak......" Abel lead Angela towards the beach and chose a spot where they can have their meal comfortably. He took off her hand gently, "Any blanket will do unless you drool over them." He smirked as he took it from Angela and placed it against the ground. "You sit down here.. 'my princess'. " stressing out the two words trying to sound nice..
Then he placed the basket down too. taking out the containers then the plates, napkins, utensils and glasses.. Abel took out the containers and opened the lid gently.. "I don't know what do you like.. But I have here.. Chicken stew, mixed vegetables, ceasar salad and barbecue.. But I need to grill them first.." He stood up.. "You wait here while I gather some ugh.. sticks.."
Then left her for a while, Abel found some small dry branches not that far from their location and picked those one by one.. "...It can spread around the world
It consumes hearts.
It destroys friendships.
This is true evil."
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 11:10 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
Angela made a face at Abel as she spread the blanket out. "There's an entire court of Faeries back home that call me that," she told him. "It means more to me if you just call me Angela since no one at home will do it, even if I ask." Still, even if the word 'princess' was attached to it, it somehow made her stomach go fluttery when he referred to her as 'his.' Even if it was annoyingly possessive and made her want to stress to him that he was also hers. And that she refused to ever share.
She grinned slightly, watching him gather driftwood for a fire. She thought about helping, but it was more fun to make him do it by himself. And it was revenge for the drool remark. She stretched out her legs and turned her face to the wind, closing her eyes as the breeze caught her distressingly short hair and whipped it around her face. Far out to sea, there were dark clouds building on the horizon. She hoped that wasn't going to become a metaphor for her life. She always worried when things felt too peaceful, like the were now.
Her hand went to her necklace briefly and she smiled, finally giving in. "I can help you with that if you like," she called to Abel.Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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