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Durotar
She had spent the night in Orgrimmar. The size of the bustling city lending her relative anonymity, making her feel if not safe, at least invisible in the teeming mass of other persons.
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Water, water, everywhere and not a drop to drink
((Alright. I CANNOT stop listening to Adele. THANKS DRAKEN. >.< But this song is pretty darned perfect for Rain's meeting with Cris. Only, without the "I want you back" bit with it. Adele - Someone Like You ))
~the writing is smudged and off kilter, like the page kept moving beneath the hand writing it~
I met with him.
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Purdie and Preston: Backstory
((This has been moved to it's own LJ so that Prestan's player can post the occasional scribbling there too!!
pandpdarvill.livejournal.com
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((OOC character planning))
So, a friend and I have been saying we need to RP more. And tonight he tossed out the generic comment of "Hey! Wouldn't it be awesome to do a pre-existing fambly tie?" Two hours of brainstorming later, and we have Purdie and Preston Darvill, Gilnean refugees. She's the protective older sister (at a ripe old age of 21) while he's the...well, ( Read more... ) -
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She stood in the archway, staring out at the square below. Her little tome was open on the table beside her, she had written a few things. At least it was her left arm, not her right that was lost. She could still write, though the page shifted under her hand causing her words to smudge and twist.
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Adorable creatures with unacceptable features
She woke to the morning sun on her face, in an elegant but completely unfamiliar room.
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((See bandwagon, jump on))
Yeah. I'm doing the music thing. I'm late. Whatever.
This will likely be crazy long, but I'm putting it behind a cut since I always do.
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((OOC FUNTIEMS!))
I don't care if you play the biggest sweetheart, the badass hero, or the nastiest villian. I don't care what form your roleplay takes on, be it WoW or some other MORPG, LARP, or classic dice-rolling pen-and-paper.
YOU MUST READ THIS.
That is all.
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She sits upon the bed, thoughts spinning through her head like a whirlwind.
She clamps down on them, shuts them off.
She stares around the room, unfamiliar yet known.
The paper under her hand is blank, the pen scratches a few words, near unreadable they are so tiny.
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