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DarkMagicianGirlFreya Captain
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 Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:12 am
Post the room you are in!!!!!!
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 4:59 pm
((Room 3))
Constance walked into her room, shut the curtains, turned off the lights, and took off her shades. She set them on the bedside table and opend her suitcase. Out of it, she pulled a black bed-spred and a small, lacey black pillow. She changed the sheets on her bed, then opend her duffle bag. Out of it, she pulled a black folder with a raven painted neatly on the front. She opend it to revial sheet music. She then pulled, out of her pocket, a vary small piano with intricate details, seemingly to fine for a charm as sutch. She set it in the corner, a ways from the walls and not to close to the bed, and snapped her fingers 3 times. In an instant, a full grown, dark red wood, celtic piano stood in the corner. She took the folder of sheet music and pulled out a peice written in a strange rule no one else would understand. She started to play, letting her fingers glide across the keys in a haunting melody. Her mouth began to form words. The language could not be understood by others, but it was perfectly clear to her. The words where just as haunting as the melody itself. The strange tune caried out her door and down the hallway, haunting any who's ears it reached.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 10:52 am
((Room 3))
Constance made it back to her room and shut the door behind her. She looked at the celing, an enchanted midnight sky. This room was made speacial for her, or so she was told. She sighed and walked over to her piano. She looked at the keys for a moment, but could think of nothing to play. She lay down on her bed, but could not sleep. She started to write, but could think of nothing to say. She sighed and stared at the celling. SHe could allways think of something to do, but there was somethign wrong with her today. What was it?
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 5:59 am
((Room 3))
Flint opened his door as he saw Constance enter her room. Realising that she didn't look too happy, he decided to go and see her. "Hey Constance," he said as he knocked then opened the room door, "Are you alright?" he asked as he walked into her room, walked over to her bed and sat down beside her, looking at her waiting for a reply.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 2:46 pm
((Room Three))
Constance shrugged. "I don't know. I can't think..." She sat up and looked at Fint. "I'm in one of those moments where nothing seems right, ya know? Like, my heads just to full to do anything."
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 3:54 am
((Room 3))
Flint smiled as Constance looked at him. "Oh well, you just need to do something that doesn't require thought." he said as he pulled his legs up onto the bed and folded them. "So do you want to do something to ease the strain on your mind?" he asked her as he rubbed his eye.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 2:51 pm
"If I can, yes!" She smiled. "You know something, then? Tell."
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 8:12 pm
Flint smiled evily as he looked at Constance. "Well, I think the other girls are on floor one, If you want to scare them, or we could shoot animals from up here, it's your choice."
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 2:59 pm
Constance smilled. "Let's go scare them...I think i have some stuff, even thouh I wasn't suposed to bring anything." She jumped off the bed and went to her closet. "We could pull a prank...actualy, I think I have some shrunken heads..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 11:15 pm
Flint got up and walked over next to Constance. "Ooh nice," he said slyly as he peered over her shoulder, before resting his chin on her shoulder. "So what should we do with them?" he asked as he looked up into her eyes.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 6:52 pm
"Hmm...do you have a fishing pole?" She had a plan growing in her head, quickly to.
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 3:43 pm
((room 2))
Grey looks around his room and drops his things and goes exploring
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