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Cornflower MM


Delthion

Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

The Skarzs

Nooooooooooo. . . I'm just saying it's a justifiable reason. ;)
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Cave potato.

Cornflower MM


The Skarzs

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Cornflower MM

Yup! Much better than 4362.

Tam and Martin



If you wanna chat, PM me :) I'd love to talk with any of you!

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Cornflower MM

4492.

I'm thinking of deleting all my messages when I reach 5000. Good idea? Or bad?

The Skarzs

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Cave potato.

Cornflower MM


Morgazath

"The power of darkness is mine. At last I am free to reign destruction as I please. This world will be consumed, and you will be crushed. I am Mozaru, Lord of Night and Shadow." -Excerpt from The Chronicles of Light and Darkness. (A book I'm writing.)

The Skarzs

Quote from: Cornflower MM on October 09, 2014, 12:44:20 AM
4492.

I'm thinking of deleting all my messages when I reach 5000. Good idea? Or bad?
I wonder how many of those are from me. :P
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Cornflower MM

Umm. . . . *Sits, and thinks* Likely one and a half to two thousand. No, wait. I had only been collecting PMs for a few months (I started in Jan. or Dec., and we started chatting in April, I believe.), so maybe. . . . . . .*Thinks* Maybe two. The rest are mainly from Blue, Tam, and Rach. (Not necessarily in that order) with a few scattered here and there from other members.

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Delthion

Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.