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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 8 2005, 05:55 PM (1,339 Views) | |
| rockyb | Nov 26 2005, 09:22 PM Post #16 |
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Passing by the elf, he felt a warmth around her. "An odd trait, you like fire, do you not?" At the top of the stairs he stared down at the woman. |
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| venus | Nov 28 2005, 05:21 PM Post #17 |
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Andrea started at the elf in amazment. "Yes I do have a strong liking for fire. It fasinates me." She followed him up the staircase desperaly wanting to know where it would lead and who was this stranger. |
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Life's not about where you've been, it's about where your going. A friend should be like a horse you've bonded with, always listening and not turning there back on you unless you yourself know you did wrong but don't want to admit it to yourself. A good friend will not come bail you out of jail....But a true friend will be sitting next to you saying .... WE screwed up! You must first know where you have been and face it to move forward in life. | |
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| rockyb | Dec 8 2005, 08:46 PM Post #18 |
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Vollar walked away as the elf came up the staircase and disappeared around a corner. |
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| venus | Dec 9 2005, 07:34 PM Post #19 |
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OOC: rocky your talking in crazy person again and I refuse to post until you fix it... |
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Life's not about where you've been, it's about where your going. A friend should be like a horse you've bonded with, always listening and not turning there back on you unless you yourself know you did wrong but don't want to admit it to yourself. A good friend will not come bail you out of jail....But a true friend will be sitting next to you saying .... WE screwed up! You must first know where you have been and face it to move forward in life. | |
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| rockyb | Dec 9 2005, 07:42 PM Post #20 |
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OOC: and i refuse to change it because i dont know WHAT THE HELL you mean. |
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| venus | Dec 10 2005, 07:37 PM Post #21 |
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OOC: well at this moment YOU CAN GO TO HELL FOR ALL I CARE!!! |
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Life's not about where you've been, it's about where your going. A friend should be like a horse you've bonded with, always listening and not turning there back on you unless you yourself know you did wrong but don't want to admit it to yourself. A good friend will not come bail you out of jail....But a true friend will be sitting next to you saying .... WE screwed up! You must first know where you have been and face it to move forward in life. | |
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| rockyb | Dec 14 2005, 09:50 PM Post #22 |
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I guess your gonna leave, right. Or am i mistaken??? Did you just go to "cool" off? Or, maybe, like usual, i'm wrong. |
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| venus | Dec 22 2005, 03:21 PM Post #23 |
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OOC: Rocky you disgust me... and try to use OOC: |
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Life's not about where you've been, it's about where your going. A friend should be like a horse you've bonded with, always listening and not turning there back on you unless you yourself know you did wrong but don't want to admit it to yourself. A good friend will not come bail you out of jail....But a true friend will be sitting next to you saying .... WE screwed up! You must first know where you have been and face it to move forward in life. | |
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| rockyb | Dec 23 2005, 09:46 AM Post #24 |
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OOC: Yes mam'. Now are you gonna get on with the topic. Or not. If yu'd read back, yu'd see i fixed it a LONG time ago. |
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| venus | Dec 28 2005, 04:56 PM Post #25 |
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OOC: well you should have not done it in the first place.... IC: Andrea stared in amazment. They entered a large room. The walls were made of the strangest colors, colors she could not put her finger on. She looked down to see the floor was covered with water. As she looked up her mouth droped in astonishment. In the center of the room were 5 large stones, floating in mid air. Their was a large emerald green stone in the middle and 4 smaller stones floating and roating around emerlad green stone. The color of the 4 smaller stones seemed to change colors before their eyes. She took her eyes off the the stones for a moment and looked at Vollar's expression. |
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Life's not about where you've been, it's about where your going. A friend should be like a horse you've bonded with, always listening and not turning there back on you unless you yourself know you did wrong but don't want to admit it to yourself. A good friend will not come bail you out of jail....But a true friend will be sitting next to you saying .... WE screwed up! You must first know where you have been and face it to move forward in life. | |
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| rockyb | Dec 29 2005, 09:56 AM Post #26 |
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With a sullen expression, Vollar said "In all my years, i have never seen something like this. It feels alive in here. We should go to Ellesmera and warn the Queen about this..." As he finished speaking, he walked over to the nearest stone and touched it... |
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| venus | Dec 29 2005, 06:51 PM Post #27 |
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Andrea wached in amazment as she stepped into the water. Her clothes changed from her normal pants to a white fitted, silken dress. The long sleeves touched the water of the floor. A small tassle belt hung around her waist. It was the color of a deep emerald green. She was locked into a daze as her stone that hung upon her neck began to life it's slelf. She floated in mid air, growing ever closer to the stones. Her hand reached out and touched the emerald green stone, the same time as Vollar below touched one of the samller stones. She flet herslef thrown back into unconciness. She was wearing a emeald green fitted silk dress, much like the one she wore when she touched the stone. She was in a land of green grasses. Everywhere she turned and looked, grass surrouned her. Out of thin air appeard a mirrror. She could see herslef in it, but yet it was not quite her. She took a step closer to the strange mirror and touched it. She flet a hand on the other side as her fingers enclosed on another hand... OOC: srry I got carried away. I figured you would not mind. It can be Vollar's hand on the other side. It would make things easier.. |
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Life's not about where you've been, it's about where your going. A friend should be like a horse you've bonded with, always listening and not turning there back on you unless you yourself know you did wrong but don't want to admit it to yourself. A good friend will not come bail you out of jail....But a true friend will be sitting next to you saying .... WE screwed up! You must first know where you have been and face it to move forward in life. | |
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| rockyb | Jan 9 2006, 08:33 PM Post #28 |
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OoC: Hmm... How should it go, only my mind will tell... IC: Vollar felt his mind slip from his body as he touched the stone. He watched himself as his hand slid through the solid stone and disapeared into its green depths. He stood transfixed untill he felt another hand slowly slide into his on the other side and start pulling him toward's the stone. As his whole body became engulfed in the stone, he felt a weird sensation all over and a sense of sudden movement as he lost consciousness. He awoke looking through a mirror seeing a vague impression of himself on one side but through it, he could see the woman that he had been with mere moments before, but it felt like a lifetime. Without knowing why, he nodded to her and lipped the words yes, and waited for something to happen like he knew it would, as if he always knew it would. He looked in her eyes one more time as he blacked out once again. OoC: This is getting interesting...Personnaly i think this is my favorite topic. You? |
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| venus | Jan 9 2006, 09:28 PM Post #29 |
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OOC: yes very differnt... IC: Andrea woke laying in a soft bed of green grass. She lay concious but did not want to open her eyes. She did'nt want to know where she was. Aganist her will her eyes open. She quikcly closed them becasue of the bright light. She open them again to find herslef in a soft bed of green grass in the middle of the forest. She sat up and flet her head swarm with pain and memories of the dream and the stone. She reached to her forhead to find it bruised and bloody. She could remember everything from the dream like it was real. In fact it had felt so real she began to wonder if it was at all a dream. She looked over to her side and spotted Vollar's right next to her side. |
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Life's not about where you've been, it's about where your going. A friend should be like a horse you've bonded with, always listening and not turning there back on you unless you yourself know you did wrong but don't want to admit it to yourself. A good friend will not come bail you out of jail....But a true friend will be sitting next to you saying .... WE screwed up! You must first know where you have been and face it to move forward in life. | |
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| rockyb | Jan 10 2006, 09:01 AM Post #30 |
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Vollar layed on the grass for a while, watching the Elven woman, hoping she was okay. her head seemed hurt pretty bad, but she looked strong. Her eyes suddenly opened then squinted in the sunlight. Vollar stood up slowly, he felt like pure water. "Are you okay?" He asked. " What happened, the last thing i remember was touching the stone." He grunted and fell as a thunder bolt of pain sheared through his head. he writhed on the ground for a few more seconds before he blacked out again. |
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