stormy
Iron
Gyroids are teh win.
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Post by stormy on Aug 13, 2006 0:56:21 GMT -5
*Up in the crow's nest, keeping a lookout with a make-shift telescope. Pauses to smile serenely at the hustle and bustle going on below, then returns to surveying the vast expanse of ocean ahead.* OOC: I'm hoping the ship we're on actually HAS a crow's next. ^^; If not, I'll edit this post and put myself somewhere else. Can anyone tell me what kind of boat we're on? Yacht? Cruiser? Battleship? PS. Whoever's looking at this, please check the previous page and take a look at the changes in my profile, just for future reference. Thanks in advance.
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Widget
Agent
Pressing Esc makes my avatar stop :P
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Post by Widget on Aug 13, 2006 7:55:33 GMT -5
Name: Tsort (pronounced "Zort") Age: 15 Gender: Male Powers: Psychic Elements: Energy Personality: Quiet. Usually thinking. Description: A powerful psychic. Is telekinetic, telepathic, and has second sight. The combination of these three makes it difficult for anyone to sneak up on, ambush, betray, or surprise him.
*At the next town...*
Me (As Tsort): What do you mean you won't give me passage?
Guard: I'm sorry sir but the road is dangerous. There are bandits, monsters, and worse. I can't allow you to pass.
Me: Hm... *With my mind, I gently reach out and touch the guard's mind*
Guard: Sucker... of course there aren't any monsters. Any idiot would realize that.
*I withdraw my mind and turn to walk away*
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Admin
Elite
It's dangerous to go alone! Take this.
It's dangerous to go alone! Take this.
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Post by Admin on Aug 13, 2006 10:00:30 GMT -5
A old old ship i guess.
And i ate the crows nest.
Yummy.
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cyperzax
Silver
May the Smiley Guardians be with you!!
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Post by cyperzax on Aug 13, 2006 17:56:21 GMT -5
A very old ship, made from a secret ink drawn once upon a time in some old paper. But it came to life! So, still navigating.
Log # 2:
We're still in the sea. We need to check our compass. We need to arrive to that town. All the crew is allright (some felt dizzy, some fainted, but allright indeed).
The waters are in tranquility. Our ship is secure and safe trip we have.
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stormy
Iron
Gyroids are teh win.
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Post by stormy on Aug 15, 2006 3:54:56 GMT -5
*The sapphire waves rock the boat gently, cradling it as a mother cradles her young. The sound of quiet conversation amongst the crew members is mildly audible above the soft sighing of the wind, and the waves splash gently against the sides of the grand old boat.*
*Sarah allows her mind to drift with the wind, her attention to the waters ahead wavering. However, just as she is about to drift into a peaceful sleep, a strange dark object in the distance catches her eye. Alerted, she looks into her telescope and peers at the dark object. It appears to be a boat of some kind; it is slowly sinking, and people are diving into the water, frantically trying to get away from the capsized vessel.*
*A flare shot up into the air above the sinking boat, barely noticeable in the broad daylight, but definite nonetheless. "We have an SOS signal, Cap'n!" Sarah yells, her voice carrying easily to the deck. "Sinking ship just ahead to the north!"*
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