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✏ LOGGING: This is your thread for logging, whether spontaneous or plot-related, silly or serious. His normal haunts include shifts at the Blue Light, various city bars, cafes, random encounters, etc. Prose preferred, [] are fine too.
✉ TO SET UP: Just drop me a line at aeloriax[at]gmail.com or Y!M/AIM (listed in the post below) to give me a ( Read more... ) -
☀ THREAD TRACKING
→ THREAD TRACKING
☀ NOVEMBER 2010
Phone
▪ 11/16/ - w/ginny
Journal
Log
▪ 11/6 - w/eden
▪ 11/12 - w/ frankie & freddy -
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∞ [ooc] || questions & critique
Amory may be an original character, but that doesn't mean he's pardoned from critique. So if you have any problems concerning how I play him, please drop by with a message! Anonymous is allowed, and if you wish to contact me by other means, then go right ahead. ♥
Player's Journal: ignipotent
AIM: of the night sea
Y!M: potatosforpowerwrist
Email: aeloriax[ -
[ audio] || a question
What determines when we're meant to leave? Would you call it something as fanciful as destiny? Logically speaking, it's apparently arbitrary. I've asked myself this question time and time again: why does someone enter the city, stay a month, and then leave on their 32nd day? Why can someone stay for three years and never seem to leave?
Everyone is ( Read more... ) -
[ video ] ||
[ We're at the Blue Light after the guests have left: the doors shut, the music stopped, all the lights - save for the one above the bar - snapped off for the night. There's just the sound of clinking glass against the darkness. ]
It shouldn't be this quiet here.
[ ooc: ;________; Am not sure if it's publicly known that they're gone yet, hence ( Read more... ) -
[ accidental video] || and there were stars
[ Amory's network posts always seem full of stars and night, and this post is no exception: dark ink floods the screen, freckled with brilliant, white pinpoints. Shrouded in the darkness, the neighboring mountain hills seem arguably existent as they blend into the night.
A telescope points towards the sky, and besides the instrument, sits Amory, ( Read more... ) -
text || headlines
GINVERVA WEASLY TURNED MY CATS RAINBOW
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