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 Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:28 am
(( you ALWAYS have trouble thinking up a profile stare ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 1:54 pm
(( i did it!! fear me!! i am the almighty Khan'ra!! ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 1:55 pm
(( i did it!! fear me!! i am the almighty Khan'ra!! ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 2:45 pm
((...wow...whats with the double post there? neutral ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:51 pm
(( my comp was being slow and it wouldnt load so i clicked refresh, musta double posted it by accident gonk ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:18 pm
(( im not a fan of when that happens stare hmmmm, starting to think were the only two who are wanting this rp to happen sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 11:21 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 6:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 2:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 9:28 pm
[Oh yay! I think this will be my first time roleplaying with any of you guys! ^_^ 'Cept for Eternally Damned. I've seen you here and there.....I think.... ]
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 9:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 6:17 pm
(( ah screw it, people can join later when they want to, i declare this open!! ))
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 2:31 am
((Yay!!...uhm...now i just need to think of a post))
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:39 pm
 │ │ ║║ ▌▌█ █ ███│♛  εɲȁɾςȟε ♛ │███ █ ♛ Days that just get wasted away
Today that passed by in laziness
Getting buried away in a past that cannot be undone
Is your fragile soul ♛ ♛ 》〉It wasn't an easy job. Being a king of such a vast land of course. Though their land was hopelessly dying, there wasn't much he could do. He couldn't evacuate the people, his father and his father's father and so on had worked too long and hard to gain such a massive piece of land, and he had to carry it on his shoulders now. Lenarche sat languidly upon his throne, in an rather improper position as matters were much more worse than his manners. Besides the point, he was just exhausted with the dozens of his advisers and messengers bringing either news, bad news, or worse news. He couldn't understand how could one person do this alone, but it was his kingdom, and it was time to prove his worthiness over it.
[Yay! Oh, and this is just a recycled thing, so I didn't go hard core!]  ♛ Stop swallowing it all in anymore
Your stomach is already filled with air
That which is pressuring your heart
That one phrase- That one wish, just let it out ♛
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 7:32 pm
(Whoo~ Hooray for recycling, Org!)  _____↠тнayтon aleхander вlιgнт
_____⊱gєиєяαℓ тσ єνєяℓαѕ⊰ ❧αℓαиα ∂αℓιαи χα'иαυ
✷prιnceѕѕ oғ everlaѕ✷_____ Alana fought the urge to run off into the gardens. She had far too much to do, although most of it was by her own choice. Being a Princess was much more important than having the freedom to run off and do what ever you wanted. Looking out of a window for a few minutes would hopefully quell her need for a stroll. So, seated by a window she was, though she busied her hands with a letter she'd been trying to seal. She picked at the wax and thought about moving to the throne room, where she'd find out a bit more about what was going on in the day. No doubt her mother was busy, hopefully. If her mother wasn't busy what need was there for so many people to be running about?
She caught sight of the general walking past, purpose in his stride. Certainly he had no reason to be about if there wasn't something going on. He was always making sure he was on track, no social visits.
Alana hopped up from her place at the window, let herself glance longingly at the open blue sky, and then walked off toward the inner rooms.
░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░◌◌◌◌◌◌◌◌◌░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ _____Thayton did not allow himself a moment of rest as he walked through the halls of Castle Everlas. Royalty was about, as he knew, and he would never give them a reason to doubt in credibility. That credibility was bent on years and years of service to the crown; years of work and building and keeping their army ready against Therusia; their enemies for so long, long past his years.
But now things had changed, though not so much that everyone could see. The land was losing itself, and it was in the air, a diabolical taste of evil. Therusia wouldn't have been able to do that, and informants everywhere showed that the other kingdom had nothing to do with it, because their own lands were sick. Things had gone wrong somewhere, and he felt that things were wrong. He had no idea how to fix it. Yet. ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓⌖⌖⌖⌖⌖⌖⌖⌖▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ❈Honor and Commitment to the Throne of Everlas _____ My Life for Everlas▩
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