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| Ok, so it's been narrowed down to three locations... |
| Abandoned Building |
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| Moonlit Graveyard |
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| Modern-day Junkyard |
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 Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 10:32 pm
IS THERE ANYONE ONLINE?
... no
; ~;
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 6:31 pm
Caustyk walked through the trees slowly, dodging the occasional low hanging branch. As he reached a small clearing he snapped, and seemed to hunch slightly, forgoing his usual composure he let out a loud noise as Scuro climbed out of his chest and launched himself into the air, finding himself a perch in the trees.
"It's been too long... We've been away too long, my friend."
Scuro just cocked his head, before crossing his skeletal claws and resting his chin on them as a pillow. Caustyk looked around and pulled out an obsidian hilted dagger, the blade from bone.
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 6:49 pm
The red wolf yawns as he appears under a plume of smoke.
"Anyone home?"
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 3:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 9:48 pm
Noah summons her familiar, Fall, and asks gently, "May I take what is yours?" Fall vanishes after his reply and Noah tosses a ball of fire from one hand to the other.
((I hope I do well. I haven't done this in a long time.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 8:18 pm
*appears standing against a tree, book in hand, reading intently as a tumbleweed rolls across the setting*
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