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what's a few levels amongst friends?
(warning, there are terms used within that might not be immediately recognizable to those outside of online gaming. if they require translation, please don't hesitate to ask ( Read more... ) -
curious
if i were to start a story rp--think standard roleplaying only it's done with text and no dice--live journal or myspace, would anyone like to join? it's going to basicaly be late victorian era with a twist.
comment with your opinion.
--Wanderer -
to all those who call our phone asking about starbucks
i hope you have a heart condition. starbucks is not the be-all and end-all of zimmerman. and that goes for the people last summer who kept asking if starbucks was open even though zimmerman was closed because of the fire. and those thirty or so people i saw waiting outside zimmerman before it opened. you HAD to come to the one in zim even though ( Read more... ) -
I've made my decision
i've decided until my muse returns for Manifester, i will use this journal for its original purpose. i still have friends on here that post, contrary to my dead journal, and i get a feeling that people still actually want to read what i write, if that changes, i will just let it hover while i use it to browse my various communities, like i had it ( Read more... ) -
Manifester: Story In Your Eyes
Tempyst walked a step behind Fenix. Two weeks until the wedding and he was just now getting fitted for his ceremonial dress. She had resumed her post as his Guard a week ago. She needed some time to remind herself that she was a Warrior and that she never had a chance with a Royal ( Read more... ) -
Manifester: Diplomatic Avoidance
Chal’í (call-EYE ( Read more... ) -
Manifester: Secrets
first, a pronounciation guide ( Read more... ) -
Manifester: Proof
Tempyst ran into the corridor, tears streaming. He was betrothed. He was called for. He was taken. He was no longer available. She had no chance of telling him how she felt ( Read more... ) -
Manifester: Sword Through the Heart
The two women stood there, frozen in time. Lemin's greatsword was sheathed to the hilt in Irin's abdomen; Irin's left blade was buried in Lemin's gut ( Read more... ) -
Manifester: Clan Ball
His eyes scanned the ballroom. Still no sign of the white-capped thundercloud. Where had she gotten to ( Read more... )