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Subject: /*\Life is Bored/*\ Author: Kiesha [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:40:57 10/05/03 Sun /*\Her young off exploring the world the femme dragoness had not much to do. Blackend pelt shone with the purple flames that lashed around under it. Smoke uncureled from nostrils as she let herself fall back on well muscled haunches. Cold milkly ooids peered about the terrain her thoughts straying to the chaoitc War of the Equine. At first she thought it would be nice to go and do battle. But so many rules and changing of rules she finally grew sick of it and left. Wings spread stretching out and heaved them tight against her body. The gem clinging to her brow glimmered and she saw the death that came with War. A slim smirk flickered across her features. The seer let ooids be covered for a moment as the scenes played out in her head. Yes, death was there and a figure great that none had seen for long years. Shock was dashed on her face but quickly covered and pools were uncovered. This may prove interesting should it be unveiled./*\ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Closing fonts... Author: Riley [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 11:45:20 10/05/03 Sun

[> [> Subject: I'd respond to this if I had more tha this minute. Author: Laiel [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:44:21 10/07/03 Tue Maybe tomorrow. Where the hell did everyone go?! Sorry Riley, but thanx for bein' around. I appreciate it though I'm as inactive as most. School is a bitch. Truly.

[> [> [> Subject: Totally understand.. Author: Riley [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 15:02:45 10/14/03 Tue Lol trust me I understand..

[> [> [> [> Subject: (*)Black Death. Crimson Fire(*) Author: HeLl SiNgEr [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:34:43 10/15/03 Wed Bored? (*)A sigh could be heard echoing some behind and to the left of the fey, the question ask, itself, plainly echoing in the enunciation put to it.(*) Believe me...you're not the only one. (*)Silence was again birthed, boring silence. The shuffle of an idle whip was about it. Life had become boring again...damn it...(*)

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: \*/Bloody Truth\*/ Author: Ki [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 21:02:09 10/24/03 Fri /*\The dragoness's snakey skull was in the direction of the other female. The pools, milky, were obviously bored. She sighed darkly cast a look about the place. \*/Yes.. bored.. I wonder if stirring up trouble is a good idea?\*/

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: (*)Black Death. Crimson Fire(*) Author: HeLl SiNgEr [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 16:24:29 10/26/03 Sun (*)A bit of a side smirk lifted with the notion, but lids stayed their cool, stoic selves as noggin thought on(*) That would be nice...a bit of trouble. But with who? I don't think the Lights, if they are even who you were thinking of, are much better off than we. I could be wrong... (*)Shoulder blades shifted uneasily, as the bodice of the great crimson fell awkwardly to its side. The fey hadn't meant to do it that way, but it was too late now. Another sigh(*) ...I haven't checked that side of our realm in quite some time.