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 Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 7:31 pm
   Early in the morning when the sun is still just rising,
The air is crisp and fresh with nothing but pure sighing,
Gently as they go the peddles loose and flowing,
They reach out to the sun just barely exposing,Somewhere deep in their souls,
They know what must be done.
Somewhere deep down in their stems,
They understand what has begun.Early in the morning before the sun has even broken,
The air is clean and new with with morning due still barely frozen,They wake up from their slumber and come off from their perch,
sick of waiting on the sidelines,
Upon a chair of willow or birch,They look out at the crowed and cowardice aside,Take a dance behind a mask that shows what lay inside.Birds of feathers and muskrats of fur dance hand in hand,The morning ever revealing what lay above the sand.Now they waltz and swing about waiting for new days,Some day sometime soon,
they hope,
It will always be this way.-Poem by yours truly-
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 7:32 pm
•A little History of the event will reveal it's importance. Wilson is a split population, meaning the rich do not mingle with the poor and the poor do not mingle with the rich, and never have until two daring creatures chose to speak. These two came from the two different spectrum. A rich boy met a poor girl in passing one day and fell deeply in love. Being pressed to find a wife before his father passed away he created the masquerade and said that whomever was dancing with him at that time would be his wife. Tricky as the prince was, he made sure it was the poor girl by sending out his errand boy and telling her what mask to wear. When he entered the masquerade though, it was no easier to tell that mask from another until he saw her standing on the wall. Drawing her from the wall, recognizing her by the love in his heart, he danced with her at midnight and they married.
¤Now it has become tradition. The romantic children of the town to dance with their loved ones at midnight and draw roses from the wall. They do not get married as the two in the story, but instead, they become boyfriend and girlfriend. This breaks unwanted relationships and ensures that love remains. Couples go year after year to see if their boyfriends can recognize them and now that time has come again.¤• You are invited to attend The Masquerade.•¤ 
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 7:33 pm
 ~:. Laws of the Game.:~ Do not Chat speak or produce one liners. Do not break my Skeleton. Please be kind with whomever you're role playing. Please read the red text of my posts, it's something to do with time. Try to pay attention to everyone around you. Try to remind others what's going on if they loose their way. Avoid letting people be wallflowers Avoid making a character too shy Have Masquerade in the PM title for your profiles Have fun and make unique characters<3 
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 7:34 pm
 ((Anything with a * Is unnecessary))  [b]Gaia Name:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
*[b]Breed:[/b]
*[b]Likes:[/b]
*[b]Dislikes:[/b]
*[b]Class:[/b]
[b]Mask:[/b]
[b]Biography:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Photo or description) .: The Masquerade Participants:.    Gaia Name: AleyDream
Name:Rusar Gysseanea
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Breed: Human
Likes: Rusar likes to dream about the ocean and her family. She loves to create fantacy worlds and play out different scenarios in her head. She also loves reading, fantacy novels, art, and just about anything to do with nature.
Dislikes: Rusar has developed a deathly fright of spiders and other insects besides butterflies although she refuses to touch them. She developed the fright when she was a little girl because of living in the slums around town. Her right extends so far as to freeze her in place upon encountering one of the objects of dislike.
Class: She is of the poor class.
Mask: The Mask
Biography: Rusar grew up on the bad side of town, not that any side of Wilson is bad, but she didn't have money. After she was about five her parents put her to work in the fields of Wilson's farmers to try to get some money. They didn't end up getting anything but getting sucked into the Gysseanea family. Her parents, because they had moved here, then became farmers and her life improved a little bit. She went to school and had about twelve cousins to play with now instead of no one although the Gysseana family only had sons leaving her without a female companion. This did not thwart Rusar in her feminine ways but encouraged her to be more as her mother was and less like them until finally she was old enough to understand the difference. She often shied away from the siblings and because of that, has never attended the masquerade before. This year, they're forcing the shy 'cousin' to come. The girl, weary in her step, carefully prepared her dress and allowed them to chose her mask with a cautious touch decorating it with her own artistic talent. This year, she would finally get off the wall.
Name: James Newharte
Age: 17
Gender: Male
*Breed: Human
*Likes: Despite being one of the poor in town, James is still a rather snobbish and shallow young man. He has constant fantasies of being rich, surrounded with money and beautiful women. He looks forward to the big ball every year, as many see it as a chance for romance, he only sees it as an opportunity to get with a girl that is very rich, to try and get some of her money.
*Dislikes: He hates being poor, even though it is his life. He also doesn't like having to care for others, or being forced to settle for anything. Again just making him despise his poor life even further.
*Class: Poor
Mask: [x]Mask[x]
Biography: James was initially born into one of the rich families, and lived with his biological parents until he was four, and his parents decided they infact did not want a child. They put him up for adoption, where he was taken in by a family from the poor side of town. He lived our the majority of his life not knowing of any other lifestyle than the one he had. Then, as he grew older, he began to get a bit of an adventurers instinct, and eventually explored his way to the rich areas. This experience triggered something in his brain, and he would constantly have dreams at night of living the lavish lifestyle. He finally confronted his 'parents' and they told him the truth, and since that day, his entire attitude on life changed into the very stuck up, shallow p***k that he is today. He has been to the ball at fifteen and sixteen years of age, both times he ended up with another poor girl, and his now hoping the third time will be a charm.
Appearance: [x]James[x]
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