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The sight of ink scrawling across yellowing parchment in that all too beautiful, yet archaic writing is one that so many writer's hold so near and dear. It has nearly become the symbol of who we as creative thinkers who put our thoughts into text are, yet it had been generations since any one of us has tried to take up the writing of our fore bearers. That is because writing itself is actually a dead art, those that truly want to have their minds read by the masses have long ago forsaken the quill, or even the pen and taken up a new tool. It is one much more efficient, much better at making corrections, and less exp
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RP SampleThe tired sun sank into the horizon, dying the cloud's a grapefruit pink. As the great ball of fire fell further and further into the distance a gruesome scene was slowly shadowed and hidden from the waking world.RP Sample
A sob echoed through the small clearing, crying out for the return of light, the return of hope. As it became obvious that this desperate wish for illumination would not be granted the cries' creator slowly lifted himself off of the blood soaked bed of leaves that was the sight of his greatest misfortune. With small grubby hands the diminutive figure hugged itself to block out the cold, but to little avail.
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A chilly autumn breeze skimmed across the ground, weaving between huts, dodging around trees, and tousling a woman’s curly brunette hair as it made it’s passage through a cozy forest village. The female’s lengthy hair fell back into place, hiding he
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Roleplay PlotlineGenetics has told the world that the offspring of a race will eventually change into a newer and better race than before. Normally the process is either done over very a large period of time or it is done in jumps and starts of one generation. This has been a truth that all of humanity has accepted as truth since the days of Charles Darwin, but they never thought of how the previous race would react.Roleplay Plotline
In a decaying nation this genetic truth took full effect, in the guise of a baby boy named Chance Liber. A name that was all too fitting for what he would become and what his very existence would bring about.
Chance was
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Confidence: The feeling you have before you understand the situation.
If the world didn't suck, we would all fall off...
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Play for me, Minstrel, my love,
play a harp, her neck is of gold,
in a dance, which covers my soul,
I'll become the mirror of my thoughts...
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Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici
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Yaoi is taking over the world!
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Yaoi is taking over the world!
Run for your lives!
This announcement was brought to you by the Deadly Danish society, may you live deadly and delicious.
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