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 Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 6:39 pm
 Contents: 1.) image 2.) bios 3.) Rp Logs
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 7:27 pm
Rosa - Pink: Rosa lived alone on the edge of a small little village. She made money by selling flowers which she grew herself; using her talent with which she dances and causes flowers to grow. Bored with the civil life; she left her village and now travels selling flowers and growing flowers where flowers refuse to grow .
Malachi - Purple: Malachi's a bit of a raver, loving techno music and believing himself to be the non best looking brother despite many reassurances from his family. He also has issues with his father Seto but he adores and is even very protective of his mother Kala.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 7:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 8:03 pm
The Labyrinth was quiet in one part of the maze. The barely whispered skimming of rocks touching water before the bog slurped up the stone. He tossed a stone in his hand before he let it fly. The surrounding air was nauseating. The stench fouler then anything in the real world....Except this was the labyrinth....a place where nothing was as it seemed.
A set of headphones blasting a fast beat thundered in the male's ears as he zoned into his own little world. He always wore headphones.....more his Mother and grandfather's request than anything. His aunts, uncles and Grandfather didn't have a problem with his music.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 8:13 pm
Rosa stepped down a path, her flower wagon wheeling in front of her; the old wheels creaking and straining. She had come pretty far and she was a little nervous; this was new territory to her.
A sight caught her attention and she moved a little closer. It was a labyrinth. She stopped at the entrance and debated whether or not she should go inside. Taking in a deep breath; which she realised was a big mistake because the air she took in smelt and tasted putrid, Rosa stepped into the labyrinth with her wagon.
The smell was worse in here and after a few turns here and there, Rosa grew tired of it. She pulled a flower from her wagon and held it to her nose, breathing in the beautiful aroma. A slight sound drew her attention back to where she was and she noticed someone skimming rocks in front of her. He sat there, listening to music, as if the smell wasn't real to him. She wasn't sure if she should say something or not; he looked so content. So peaceful. It would be rude to disturb such a state.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 1:32 pm
Malachi decided to test his strength and lunged a huge stone into the bog. There wasn't much of a sploosh or a splash because the bog just sucked it up. His head bobbed a little to the beat the music played, followed by his body as he moved.
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 5:09 pm
Slowly and carefully, Rosa moved next to the boy and sat down. She picked up a rock and tossed it across the bog; it didn't skim, it's adventure was sadly short as it was sucked up on impact. Rosa looked at the pony boy. "You're much better at it then me." She laughed at herself and picked up another rock; attempting to skim it again.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 12:22 pm
He barely glanced at her. "It's all in the wrist really...and how you move I suppose."
He did a double take after speaking and blinked. A girl? A girl that wasn't related to him in some way here? In the labyrinth? Okay who was playing jokes on him? If it was his brother he was getting it...
"Uh....how'd you find this place?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 5:36 pm
Rosa jumped a little, not expecting a response from the boy. She caught him looking at her and blushed. "I was just walking. You see, I sell flowers so I travel a lot. I'd never seen this place before and I was curious. I'll leave if I'm not supposed to be here." Rosa threw her last rock and made a move for her cart.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 3:54 pm
"No...you don't have to leave. Grandfather's always leaving little openings to potentials to his labyrinth. You probably stumbled upon one without realizing."
He shrugged. "You sell flowers eh?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 5:52 pm
Rosa sat back down and nodded. "Yeah. I used to sell them in my village; but it was too boring. So now I travel selling flowers and helping flowers grow where it's hard for them."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 7:24 pm
Malachi looked around their current settings and decided it wasn't fit for a lady...or flowers for that matter. He was afraid the bog's smell would make the flowers wilt.
"Perhaps, if we are going to talk more, we should move you and your flowers away from the bog?" He suggested gently.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 8:22 pm
Rosa's nose wrinkled lightly and she glanced at her flowers; the petals starting to brown around the edges. She gave a quick nod; "yes, I think that'd be a good idea." She stood and gripped the handles of her cart. "Where did you have in mind?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 2:24 pm
"Somewhere that's not the bog....maybe the gardens themselves?" He shrugged and started to lead the way out of the bog's territory.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 4:19 pm
Rosa caught up to him and walked at his side. "Ah! How rude of me. My name is Rosa. She dipped her head slightly; a sign of politeness and respect. "Flowers grow here? I don't mean to be rude, but.."
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