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Started by James Gryphon, October 09, 2017, 04:07:03 AM

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The Skarzs

Especially when you're in danger of drowning.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

HeadInAnotherGalaxy

Lazt pozt fer ziz year! 'appy Chriztmaz und Nev Year'z everybeazt! *Popz off*
NARDOLE; You are completely out of your mind!
DOCTOR: How is that news to anyone?

"I am Yomin Carr, the harbinger of doom. I am the beginning of the end of your people!" -Yomin Carr

-Sometime later, the second mate was unexpectedly rescued by the subplot, which had been trailing a bit behind the boat (and the plot). The whole story moved along.

Verdauga

I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?

Russa Nodrey

Freddy

Ebantu the Kararehe

Goodbye Hiag! No, I did mean 'rolls down hill on horse'. The horse didn't mind.
Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


shisteer of nothing much

    I have a shiny thing! See?


And also some random, unnecessary coding.[/li][/list]<br /><br />

Long live the RRR!

Ebantu the Kararehe

(randomness alert) Does anyone else have empty picture frames on their desk or chest of drawers? I do, and I can't decide what picture to put in it. Maybe one of my horse, Stanley.
Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Booklover

Quote from: Ebantu the Kararehe on November 30, 2019, 12:05:34 AM
Goodbye Hiag! No, I did mean 'rolls down hill on horse'. The horse didn't mind.
How do you know? Are you Percy Jackson or is it a Ranger horse?
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Verdauga

This is the Cellars. She....just....knows....
I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?

Booklover

The horse isn't in the cellars. They're at the bottom of a hill (which, incidentally, is my hill).
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Verdauga

I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Booklover

Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Verdauga

Whilst that is true, this is not the correct topic to argue whose hill it is.
I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?