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You're all doing such a wonderful job! Its a shame I can't join you, this bloody sickness is driving me insane. I'm sure I'll get better once school resumes though, that's the way it always works out. hahaha, I'll join you all in a week or two! - Lex ox
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Welcome. Now where exactly are you? Touchdown city my friend. This little place is a huge tourist attractions for aliens from across the starry skies. We're the top dogs when it comes to providing a worry free existence for all you extra-terrestial types. We have casinos, sports, and of course places built especially for your enjoyment. Whether you have six eyes or one you are sure to see something to tickle your tentacles.
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WITHERING TALES; phase iii: falling out « Result #2 on Dec 7, 2009, 4:10am »
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Your Venture Will Begin... Stars are out, you are rolling down a desolate highway, Man carting you to your next house of horrors. What do you do? What can you do? Tethered to this rolling stall, your head is encased in an old nylon halter. Hope seems slim, but, not upon this highway. Not for this equine. You are lucky enough to be shipped down Unlucky Highway 95, your freedom bringer. It isn't much longer now, when the debris from other crashes begins to intervene with your path. The men in the truck attempt to regain control of the steadily untamable Ram. It is only moments later, you find yourself outside your metal cell, eyes wild as they watch the truck and trailer burst into flames that slowly make its way to the forest to your left. You can flee here, but you find it to dangerous. You look to your right, and all you see are mountainsides, to steep to climb with no crags for shelter. Your only option, is down, with the rest of the mountainscape. Gathering your bravery, your hooves launch you into a frenzied gallop, and you begin through the woods. Yet, your troubles to do not end here... As you pass the railing on the side of the highway, the blackness of the night engulfing its contentments, but now you can see... nothing. Your hooves rapidly churn the air, looking for something to grab hold to. Nothing. You fall, rolling down the nearly vertical wall, your bruised body crashing against trees and rocks, until you suddenly black out, and your body remains stationary....
In the Land of Withering Tales As you reopen your eyes, your vision is blurry, you cannot make anything out. Your head throbs with pain, and a rather large knot has placed itself right under your right ear. Trying to stand, you find yourself to weak. Is it from lack of food and water from the humans? Was it the fall? Only you know... Attempting once more to look around you, you blink your eyes repeatedly, slowly forms around you gaining mass. This is when you notice... There is another. A palomino stud is standing not to far off, and seems to have been here all night. The stallion is halflinger in breed, and appears to have been wild for sometime. Are you drawn to him by your mare-like desires? Or do you find him a threat, for he is another stallion? Either one you pick, you mutter, "Where am I?" The stallion seems shocked by your sudden verse, and walks up to you, assisting you in standing. He replies, "You aren't from around here are you? By your bruises, I had guessed you were from Man's world." Having not answered your question, you grow more frustrated as it is painful to stand, and the heat beaming from the sun is causing your sticky body to sweat. This stud realizes your irritability, and continues, “Why, you are in the lands in which Ferdinand the Light and Nathanial the Dark made dispute and fell, where their alliances to this day fight for their loyalties. You are, in the land of Withering Tales." Finishing, the stallion nods his head to you and asks if you need any further help. You brush him off, and he kindly says farewell, then retires deeper into the belly of the forest.
The journey is here, and the locals and new comers are waiting.
Re: Sphere of Chaos, yo. [Jess] « Result #3 on Dec 6, 2009, 1:20pm »
She smiled this guy was quite funny and nice. But then again first impressions aren’t always right. People put up a fake act all the time, sometimes to get people to like them or guys do it to get the girl. Amy just hoped Leo wasn’t one of those guys, and she hoped he was really this nice and not just putting up an act. She could tell he was quite surprised when she didn’t start making herself sound amazing and going on and on about herself and how she thought she should be there. But to tell the truth she didn’t think she should be there and she knew she wouldn’t make it in the “big time”. She laughed when he mentioned the whole ‘can’t live with them can’t live without them’ thing. Mostly because it was so true if they were gone, who would make life funny and give others some to look down on and laugh at this whole nose in the air thing. But when you are with them they make you feel like killing yourself and like you just want to go hide in a hole or shoot them. ”Well let’s see knives, since they are more fun and all.” She said winking at him.
She was quite amused by Leo, he seemed to be nice and have a pretty good sense of humour. Amy sat up straight again, her hand still in his. She was trying not to move too much, but it wasn’t working out to well. Amy had a pretty big problem with sitting still; she was one of those people that had to be doing something all the time or at least moving on part of her body at all times. And usually she moved her leg or taped her hand on wood or something. But in this case she couldn’t be either, so she was trying her best to stay still. Amy looked around the park, a little way she could see some kids staring at the two teenagers, and whispering to each other. Amy found this quite funny, since she did the exact same thing when she was their age. Whenever she would see two teenagers or adults together her friends and her would always stop and watch them till they got this angry look in their eyes. But that look didn’t come to her eyes instead an amused look came.
Amy flashed her attention back to Leo, only because she realized he stop rubbing the top of her hand. And for some reason it made her snap back, maybe it was because she liked it and it reminded her of the good times she had with her ex, but who knows it could be because of anything. Her eyes flashed over to him and she turned her head to face him letting her head rest on the bench. Not that the whole resting thing lasted very long, as soon as she had gotten her head settled on the bench he stood up. As he did he didn’t let go of her hand, which made her know that he wasn’t about to say bye and be off on his own way. Amy caught him glance at her bike a few times and she knew he wanted to ride it, but she didn’t really know of to many boys that would sit on the back of it and let the girl drive. She laughed and looked up at him when he asked her to go swimming. ”Oh so you’re a dare devil now eh?” She said raising her eye brow. ”Well then Mr. Dare Devil sir lets go.” She said standing up. She took a quick glance around the park and then turned to face her bike. ”Walk or bike” She asked. Knowing what he was probably going to say.
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Southern equines: The Resistance. You like freedom and would rather be left to your own devices. Conquering is not really your thing, you just want to be left alone to start a herd. Weakland equines: The Captives. You keep your head down and hope you don't get beaten up too often. You dream of escaping to the south, but know you'll be killed for trying. Mostly mares live here, though there is a small number of stallions. They usually get beaten down the most so they can't rebel. Northern equines: Tartarus's Legions. You work for the mastermind, Tartarus, the one who blew the news about the object of power out into the open. You answer to his captain Atlas, and you spend your time fighting, bullying mares in the Weaklands, and training colts for the army. If you have any spare time you can gather a small herd. Haven of Hesperides: The Secret Keepers. You know not hate nor greed, and you live within the walls of the Haven. You may leave to explore, but other equines seem so different to you. You live in peace and philosophy, seeking knowledge and enlightenment. But you know what is brewing, and the battle will come to your doorstep even though they cannot break down the door.
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There was peace once, though by now it is but a distant memory in the minds of those old enough to remember. There was order and cohesion, and nothing to fear. The Keepers of Hesperides stayed within their walled Haven, and none disrupted their peace. There was always a rumor that an object of unspeakable power lay hidden within those great walls, but in time the rumor grew dull with age. But now a young stallion, maddened with greed, is gathering all the information he can about this mysterious object of celestial power. Flanked by the powerful drafts of the northern lands, he is murdering and taking prisoners left and right. There is only a handful of southern herds that stand against him, led by the mysterious Theseus. If they are vanquished, the Keepers will be on their own. Chaos and uncertainty abound. How much longer can the forces of reason hold off this madman?
The board is set, the pieces are in play. Whose side will you join?
Re: Sphere of Chaos, yo. [Jess] « Result #5 on Dec 3, 2009, 1:27pm »
He liked sitting here, in a park, with a girl he barely knew, holding her hand. It was like something out of a movie scene. He should know, he was a freaking movie junkie. It was one of his weaknesses, he was poor but when a good movie came out you knew he would splurge and indulge himself. He was glad she wasnt hiding anymore; her laughter was basically cheering him up and it was the result of his cheering her up, which made a fantastic circle of cheer that reminded him faintly of Christmas. And why not? He was surprised that she had such little faith in herself-she didnt seem to eager to brag on herself when he mentioned her singing voice. Instead she brushed it off with a quick comment about not being good enough and then a bit of humor to lighten it up. He shook his head with a smile. He should be a phsychiatrist-he'd been through all the emotional turmoil, now he could tell people about how to fix themeselves. But that was a far cry from anything he ever wanted to do. "Yes well, bitches are hard to handle. Personally, Im in a cant live with em, cant live without em situation, but if you were out for a certain one, Im sure I could get some knives or machine guns, whichever you prefer."
He chuckled and stopped rubbing her hand, but continued to hold it. It was basically the perfect hand to hold-not clammy, not sweaty, not cold, but the perfect temperature, and it fit quite right with his, palms touching. He wondered if it was not a romantic gesture, at least it was inadvertently. She mentioned him not crashing, but taking pictures and he grinned and nodded. He did not want to crash, most certainly. She was tucking her hair behind her ear, facing him. These were good signs of friendliness. Half because he desperately wanted to ride her motercycle and half because he knew it would cheer her up, he looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes. "Wanna go somewhere?" He asked playfully. He stood, still holding her hand. "Like...to a swimming pool on top of a roof somewhere that I happen to know how to sneak into?" He grinned.
Re: Sphere of Chaos, yo. [Jess] « Result #6 on Dec 2, 2009, 11:52am »
She felt just a tiny bit well uh...Odd? May be the word, just you know when someone you literally just met decided to hold your hand. Yeah just a little weird, but oh well what you going to do. Amy couldn’t lie to herself it felt nice. She smiled again and wiped her eyes in a one last sad attempt to get the runny makeup off her face. She tried to make it look as normal as possible but it’s kind of hard to do that when you’re sitting on a bench with a stranger holding hands and you had just been crying about you ex boyfriend. She couldn’t help but laugh when he asked her why she wasn’t in Hollywood or Broadway. ”Haha, well I guess because I wouldn’t make it and probably couldn’t handle all the bitches.” She did find it quit embarrassing that he had heard her sing she had always thought she was a fail at it. Note reason she sings when she thinks no one’s at the park. ”I’m surprised you would say that...” She started saying with a grin on her face. Now she was a little happier, maybe this guy is the friend she needs to get over her gay ass ex boyfriend. It’s not that she was really “in love” with him it was just that he dumped her over text and she really did think she could fall in love with him. But of course like most boys he couldn’t wait to have sex and since she wanted to wait she ended up getting a text saying “Uh yeah I’m uh sorry...But really I’m not waiting for you to find the “right” time for us. It’s over.”
God boys are asses! And really that was the only thing she could think of to say. Not that she did, it wouldn’t be very right to say it when there’s a stranger right beside you, holding your hand. She looked him in the eyes, though she couldn’t hold it long and she soon started looking down at the ground again. But instead of her hair falling down over her face she pushed it behind her ear on the side of her face that was facing Leo. There was a bit of a pause, but it didn’t take him long to find something else to say. Her smile crept back onto her face. ”Of you get one I’m taking pictures. And that’s a promise.” Amy laughed she really did want to see him on one, that just might be the funniest day of her life. ”No crashing though...I might need you to cheer me up again.”
Overshadow;; A new Wild Horse rpg {With a Twist} « Result #7 on Nov 29, 2009, 3:24pm »
Overshadow;; A new Wild Horse RPG
In the beginning they made themselves flesh and came to Inara. They lived their lives and left their descendants, left laws for their followers to abide by. Yet once their mortal bodies died, so did the truth in the land. Brother turned against brother, sister against sister. The creators were displeased and set down a new law, and separated those fighting. Their anger was so great that they set down a curse upon those who knew the truth and upon their descendants, this curse did not skip their own. The lands have been covered in battles and chaos, families have split, and some simply gave up their faith. Those that know the truth know that only when there is peace can the truth be revealed, and only then will they come down once more and bring the world together. Will the flame of the battle ever die out? Or will Inara remain forever torn?
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GRACEFUL DANCING [NEW] « Result #10 on Nov 19, 2009, 4:38am »
welcome to graceful dancing. graceful dancing takes place in cline, california. present day. we're a free-forum meaning we have no plot. graceful dancing is a literate fantasy role-playing game. our word count limit is 200 words per post, so if you can't really reach that limit. then hun, you're in the wrong place, but if you do join we can help you with whatever you need help with. graceful dancing is an open community, but as in the rules, no racism, sexism and religion. we do not allow that type of stuff on this board. on the site you may see drug abuse, sex, violence and segregation, we do not promote this in real life [offline]. we will not like to hear about your 'personal' life. that life does not matter to us as long as you are in good health and will talk to us, but if you are leaving for a few days. in the away board is where you can handle that. graceful dancing is a mature rated site. swearing, drugs, violence, and all that ugly stuff. we do not allow people going against the tos of proboards. that is just wrong. other than that, welcome to graceful dancing! we offer nice staff and members. we have vampires, werewolves, humans, halflings (hybrids), ghosts and spirits.
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