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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 1:00 am
((@Spartan: When someone says 'charmed to meet you', or just charmed in general, I think British not Australian “For it is a land of illusion, a place in the mind, a shimmering mirage of riches and mystery and death.”Sionna stealthily moves away from the random group of trainers that had gotten trapped in the net, wondering what she should do now. "I suppose I could go cause mischief in town...", she murmurs to herself as she walks through the trees, out of sight of the road. “These illusions have distorted its landscape and contorted its history.” - Richard E. Lingenfelter ((Anyone willing to interact with Sionna now that the Spiritomb fight is somewhat settled?))
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 6:05 am
(I know, but earlier I was calling the Spiritomb "Mate" and it feels like he has an Australian/British accent which is very weird)
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:03 am
((Well, if he starts saying 'crikey' he's Australian))
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:30 am
(that's doesn't have to be like that. the reason why Australian and English accents are so similar is because Britain colonized Australia to send prisoners there when the jails were full. i have family that live in Australia and they sound English)
"I miss it sometimes but I heard about the dance competitions in Univa and we just had to see them." Molly said as she started to feel better.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:18 am
((I was trying to be funny, my mum's Australian))
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 1:39 pm
Vincent put half of his tower together. "Hpmh....damn humans." He said as he finished the opening where his keystone went in before sliding it into the spot. He sighed a she kept building.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 1:51 pm
(cool ^^) Carrie stopped when she saw a rock with an odd pattern. She picked it up and saw it matched the tower that Vincent was fixing. She slowly floated over to him and held out the stone while holding onto her egg. "Is this yours?" she asked softly.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 2:47 pm
Vincent glared at Carrie and toke the rock. "Go away!" He snapped at her as he kept building.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 2:55 pm
Carrie winced when he yelled and nodded. "Sorry..." she said softly and started to float away while clinging to her egg to protect it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 3:08 pm
Vincent huffed a she kept building before returning back into his keystone to rest.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 3:11 pm
Carrie stopped when her egg moved. She gasped as hatching noses were heard and she watched as the egg started to crack. "It's time!" she squealed loudly, now forgetting she was close to the sleeping Spiritomb.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 3:22 pm
((Hope you don't mind me taking this opportunity to have Sionna somwhat interact with Carrie)) “For it is a land of illusion, a place in the mind, a shimmering mirage of riches and mystery and death.”Sionna was getting close to a town when she hears someone yell 'it's time!'. She stops walking and looks around, ears twitching as she trys to pinpoint the direction the shout had come from. After a moment of looking and listening, she starts trotting in a direction and soon sees a Banette holding a cracking egg. She watches curiously from her spot in the trees, not bothering to stay out of sight since she hadn't noticed the trainers nearby. “These illusions have distorted its landscape and contorted its history.” - Richard E. Lingenfelter
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 4:15 pm
((I feel ignored XP I was talking to the spiritomb and no one heard me XP))
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 4:23 pm
((I'm sorry... I'm not really doing anything if you want to interact with Sionna))
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 4:36 pm
(sorry. you can have Sionna and Hugo talk to Carrie)
Carrie watched as the egg continued to crack and suddenly a little baby shuppet appeared. She cried as she removed the shells and cradled her newly hatched son. "Oh, my little boy!" she said happily and held him close with happy tears in her eyes.
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