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Forum Prom (Planning thread)

Started by The Shadow of Korriban, January 28, 2020, 01:05:40 AM

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The theme?

Goth style.
3 (15%)
Jane austin style.
4 (20%)
Hospital theme!
1 (5%)
Mansion in the clouds.  (With swimming pool)  (And a ballroom)  (And a dedicated buffet)
3 (15%)
Your ideas?  (Leave comment)
9 (45%)

Total Members Voted: 20

The Shadow of Korriban

It seems the Lotr idea has gone far.
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shisteer of nothing much

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I've chosen my outfit. I just need to find a picture now...

Edit: Done. Here you go...
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    I have a shiny thing! See?


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

Long live the RRR!

Sebias of Redwall

#182
I like it! Tree suits you...


My outfit.
"I can only speak two languages. English and rubbish." ~Brian Jacques <br /><br />"No half-heartedness and no worldly fear must turn us aside from following the light unflinchingly." <br /><br />"Evil labours with vast power and perpetual success - in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in."<br /><br />~JRR Tolkien<br /><br />Long live the RRR!

lass of something much

what I'm going to wear

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Sebias of Redwall

Lol.

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Or I might wear this.
"I can only speak two languages. English and rubbish." ~Brian Jacques <br /><br />"No half-heartedness and no worldly fear must turn us aside from following the light unflinchingly." <br /><br />"Evil labours with vast power and perpetual success - in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in."<br /><br />~JRR Tolkien<br /><br />Long live the RRR!

lass of something much

𝓛𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓮 𝓕𝓲𝓼𝓱

Sebias of Redwall

"I can only speak two languages. English and rubbish." ~Brian Jacques <br /><br />"No half-heartedness and no worldly fear must turn us aside from following the light unflinchingly." <br /><br />"Evil labours with vast power and perpetual success - in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in."<br /><br />~JRR Tolkien<br /><br />Long live the RRR!

lass of something much

𝓛𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓮 𝓕𝓲𝓼𝓱

Sebias of Redwall

Indeed. *Holds head high proudly* Tis I, King of the Sheep. I guess that technically makes me your guys' leader.  ;D
"I can only speak two languages. English and rubbish." ~Brian Jacques <br /><br />"No half-heartedness and no worldly fear must turn us aside from following the light unflinchingly." <br /><br />"Evil labours with vast power and perpetual success - in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in."<br /><br />~JRR Tolkien<br /><br />Long live the RRR!


Ebantu the Kararehe

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.


lass of something much

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shisteer of nothing much

Nice, Cap'n Dyemhar. By the way, do you want to go to the prom with me? Verdauga wants to be a loner for this one and I need a partner.
    I have a shiny thing! See?


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

Long live the RRR!

lass of something much

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Verdauga

Quote from: shisteer of nothing much on February 09, 2020, 05:42:08 AM
*sniffs* So you don't want to go with me? *cries and catches up with @Kreg* D-do you want to c-c-come to the Prom with me? V-V-Verdauga doesn't want to.
*Strides across the room and embraces Teer.*
My dear, you know I would fain go with you. I was simply jesting, from Jett's post.
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?