Topic: First one to post last wins
Subject: Well actually...
I think it goes something like this:
'Last'
I win.
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 01:31:07.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: Alright...
You asked for it, remember... the world spins itself out of control going backwards and forwards and upside down even in order to grant all of your insane wishes, and then explodes.
I wish Duncan didn't have to work so much, I miss him...
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 01:30:13.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: And I thought I was morbid...
The Plane. Just watched Hunt for the Red October and I've come the realization that I couldn't probably get on a sub for just that reason.
Gold Fish or Beta?
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 01:26:58.
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Topic: Star Wars: The Outer Rim
Subject: Upward and Onward
She looked back behind her at Quilia and then at K8 with her big eyes, but said nothing. Instead she turned back to the console and thrust the engine into take off speeds and moved it forward up and out of the way of anything they might send at it from KTI. Things had not gone exactly as they had planned, as the throbbing in her chest reminded her, but they had the ship and no one had actually died, so it was now time to get their little band out of there.
Looking up toward the sky she put her attention on the ascent of their vehicle.
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 22:06:36.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: A Little Prework
Eol and I are doing some free form preplay to work out our characters. Which is what the thread "The Sharpeness of Smoke" is about in the Creativity Forum.
Enjoy reading if you'd like. 
M.
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 19:56:20.
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Topic: The Sharpeness of Smoke
Subject: Setting the Scene
Rain.
It had been drizzling constantly for days now, she hated the rain. In the cemetery it made things seem even drearier than usual. The grey sky reaching down to meet the grey headstones, water falling through the naked branches and into puddles of mud atop the fresh graves or turning the ground beneath the brown grass spongy. When it had started Ellgawen had leapt over an old wrought iron fence and wormed her way through a small hole at the cracked base in a mausoleum. Inside she found the tomb to be dusty, but at least it was dry. Two coffins carved of marble rested inside, one on the east wall and one on the west, soft colored light floated to the floor in an image of Jesus from the stained glass window opposite the heavy iron door. The image on the floor was a bit disturbing; she remembered the images of him crucified, those who had worn them, and what they had done. However there seemed to be no magic set upon the image, nor did it appear to be malicious in context. Besides the dead that surrounded her were comforting, she had always felt comfortable around the dead.
She shook out her soft fur and then curled up atop one of the caskets, grooming herself before falling asleep. For over a day now she had taken refuge in the tomb, but now her stomach grumbled. Carefully she poked her nose out of the hole she had slipped in through, and sneezed as a drop of water hit it, pulling back in and licking her nose she stared out at the rain. Another grumble from her stomach made up her mind, and she slipped outside. A puddle greeted her almost immediately and she bounced out of it, shaking off her paws as best she could, licking her nose and puffing up her tail in annoyance.
Slitting her golden eyes she peered out over the sodden cemetery, searching for any movement. To the left she caught sight of something small moving among the headstones, a mouse she was pretty certain. Crouching low to the ground and muttering to herself about how dirty her belly was getting she headed toward the movement, stalking her dinner hungrily. As she moved across the ground she could feel those below her now and then, a faint whisper of a past life. They were all faint though and did not distract her from her goal.
She stopped and scanned the horizon again, and there it was, only a few rows over a nice fat mouse twitching his own nose at the rain and holding a small acorn in his tiny paws. Ellgawen wiggled her haunches in anticipation, her tail waving eagerly behind her, ears flattening slightly. Gauging the distance carefully she started to run in long strides toward the unaware creature, prepared to pounce upon it if he dared to try and run away. Lips curled back to reveal her long teeth, eyes flashed, claws extended from the pads of her paws, she was a predator on the hunt and rarely did she feel this alive.
In an instant it hit her, the power from it so overwhelming and surprising that she lost her footing in the mud and went sprawling out on all fours across the wet ground and ran her shoulder into the thick stone of a gravestone. The mouse went scurrying off toward a bush at the noise. Instinctively she let out a ‘mew', pulled herself up off the ground, and turned toward where she had felt IT, puffed up her tail, stood every hair on her spine straight up, pulled back her teeth and hissed.
No one was there, just another of the many graves. Well tended, made of pure white marble with delicate engravings on it. Yet something was very different about it. It shone, the magic someone had placed on it radiated off the ground and out into the air around it. Her hiss died off and slowly she ventured a paw forward, sensing out with her own essence just in front of her paw to make sure all was alright. Nothing terrible happened. It was a ward, a protection ward. She touched it with her essence and then her paw and at once felt safer in its circle. Her fur fell back down, her pulse slowed to normal and she sat down next to the glowing grave staring at it thoughtfully.
Someone had put this here, someone with some talent, some real talent. If anything she was curious, it was in her nature. She was also lonely. Since she had come to awareness again she had spent her time wandering. Those with the Gift had to still exist, the world had changed much since her last awareness, but the Gifted could not have been purged by the Inquisitors, they simply couldn't have been, she would not believe it. But they were hard to find, real ones at least, she had found a few pretending to be Gifted, and a few with small amounts of the Gift, but nothing that stood out like beacon, and she was afraid the Inquisitors had won. Now she stood in front of proof that they had not. Her eyes lit up, she would wait and see who came to visit this grave. Surely if they cared for the departed enough to set up this ward they would come and visit.
Nearby was a heavy square rock base with a large obelisk rising out of the middle, there was enough room on the edges though for her to perch. Leaping up to the ledge she did just that. Ignoring the rain that pelted her soft grey fur to her skin, making the normally gorgeous cat look like a thin bedraggled rat. Every now and then she'd shake a paw, lick her nose or twitch her head to shake off drops of water, but it did little good.
She did not have to wait very long, less than an hour had passed before a figure slowly approached from out of the gloom of the day.
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 19:49:53.
Edited on 2016-09-30 at 07:25:09 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: The Sharpeness of Smoke
Subject: The Sharpeness of Smoke
Eol and I are working up our character's backgrounds for Vesper's Witchcraft RPG. Since our character's have known each other for some time before the game begins we figured we would write some scenes involving their interaction.
What follows is our creative musings on the couple.
We shall begin with our two characters meeting...
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 18:06:15.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: The sound of the cell door closing
Prison
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 17:12:16.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: very favorite
pizza.
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 16:17:32.
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Topic: The Voting Game
Subject: slipping
We've slipped to 12th... *sigh* But I've put in my vote.
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 15:17:49.
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Topic: To Olan!!
Subject: If I were you...
I'd go with disturbed.
But hey!
Your the Big Kahuna around here! We Loves You and keep up all the good work!!
M.
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 14:38:18.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: hmm
Well I'm a classy girl so I've got to go with high-ball.
Real Sugar or Nutrisweet?
Posted on 2008-09-28 at 16:10:17.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: Yes Indeed!
Thanks...
P.S. Don't mess with kitty, or whoever she has decided to protect 
Posted on 2008-09-28 at 15:08:44.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: braniacs!
Think
Posted on 2008-09-28 at 15:07:31.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: Question - Necromancy
I've been working up the char sheet for my little kitty. And I've noticed that for Necromancy it says you usually use the Necromancy Skill and then a related Atribute in order to accomplish the effect, but I can't seem to find a Necromancy Skill anywhere to purchase.
Anybody have any insight on this?
Thanks,
M.
Posted on 2008-09-28 at 14:55:20.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: Working Up Character
Well I've already mentioned I'm interested in the High Bast character and I'm working the little feline up. Just downloaded the book and glanced over it, neat pics, and yeah looks like it could be lots of fun.
I gotta get some stuff done today and have some plans tomorrow, but I'll get down and dirty with the book as soon as I can and get details worked out to send off to you Vesper
Posted on 2008-09-27 at 18:21:03.
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Topic: Getting to know you
Subject: Impressive
Ala, you've actually managed to creep me out a little, and believe me that takes alot.
Hmm... alright new question.
Favorite Beverage?
Chai Tea
Posted on 2008-09-26 at 19:41:33.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: Ohhh Kitty!
Playing a cat would be a great deal of fun, they are such snotty little creatures. Hmm... definatly gonna have to pull up those rules as soon as I get home, I wanna leave work!!! 
M.
Posted on 2008-09-26 at 18:35:25.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: Like nice and tidy
I'll take a look at that when I get home today.
Hopefully I can have a medium, always wanted one. Maybe I can mold her off my rl kitty.
M.
Posted on 2008-09-26 at 17:48:28.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: Witches!?!
Oh oh! Me loves me some occult! I'm kind of bogged down trying to learn 4e right now, so free form would be a little easier, but if it's D20 based it shouldn't be too hard to figure out.
Yeah let us know some more information and I think all of us could create a lovely little coven together for you
M.
Posted on 2008-09-26 at 16:34:23.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: grin
^ Secretly wishes he was a banana.
> Needs to train her kitties to use the toilet.
V Enjoys flushing odd things down the toilet.
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 18:31:04.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: ...
In a torrent
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 18:22:09.
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Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: Oh Dear!
It spits out Ed Gein.
I feed it a horseshoe, a lollipop, and a remote control car.
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 18:21:17.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: hehe
You get a pair of split pants, right up the keester, and two scoops of chocolate icecream on your head.
I wish I could see the splinter I can feel in my foot so I could remove it.
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 18:14:53.
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Topic: Blatantly Obvious Lies
Subject: Duh
Orange.
Why is it that two children of the same age and with similar interests cannot find a single thing to do together without arguing for longer than five minutes?
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 18:09:23.
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