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The lady chuckles as she admires his words. I think I know exactly where your eyes are when I'm wandering ahead... Certainly not where they are supposed to be!

Alright everyone! Please....please...dont make me come over there and beg! Hell, invite your friends....and your enemies. You can kill them all! *cackles* Seriously. Visit: The Black, Grey and White Boards

She selects the rose and twirls it in her fingertips, inhaling it's scent before relinquishing it just a moment; long enough to pen her reply. Such that the black rose and the grey stem have come to live more fully than any have before. Where would she be without the support of he who holds...

He forgot the pitchfork and stake! Sheesh! Amateur!

Okay...so I miss the reaction he used to get when he walked into a room. So shoot me for admiring your prowess.

I'm screwed...I've never created a character with stats. And I'm not real sure where to begin either. Clear the slate, make it DOA style, no weapons, no magic; just physical prowess. You could make it more even, by planning matches that're gonna be competitive. Put Sienna's little chorus...

It's okay Reshak, we'll just keep missing you until you come back. Assumably this is taken under the account that we are all more or less introverts. I suppose, it is a safe assumption, given that we are all spending time online, with people we feel safe with as we're relatively sure we will...

lol be nice...I'm not -that- old ;)

Hmmm alright. It's been a while since I uploaded some pics. And right now I feel like showing off. Here is what happens, when I find cheap fabric, and get bored on a Sunday afternoon. Take note, I had no pattern to follow, and it is reversible: One side and The other And...my attempts at...

She leaves an image behind...

Alright...that's it. First person I'm comin' after is Nichy! *cackles evilly* Closely followed by Vel? *shifty eyes*

Well there, I hit quick reply...that wasn't so bad now was it. Perhaps Jea, as I've so often wondered, because we are old, we are getting senile. On the other hand, while my characters; of which I maintain three actively, and several more passively; differ across the spectrum I try to make...

She smiles, tracing fingertips down the pages before she leaves behind another. I'm am here, and there. At your home and mine, making candies and fancies and writing my book. Are you stalking me?

Mmmmm I remember when Nightshades meant Kinslay. They were pretty amusin' times. One of these days, Ariel might just take up that fight again...

She'd sit, amused at his babbling and imagination. You must be rare, for I am anything but intimidating. Frightful, mayhaps, but not intimidating. Whenever you are at a loss, remember how I smile when you are about and you shall understand. Remember the Rose, that very first, and that I'm...

Ivy.... *goes back into hiding!*

I think, secretly deep down we all love KC. Some of us will just never admit it! *cackles* I've wanted a clock...since...forever. And for the record. I'd play a normal vamp, if there were normal hunters ;-). I get Ariel's backside handed to me as it is!

She lingers on his words, hangs on them with the pleasure that few achieve. Her fingertips trace the letters and she laughs as she's penning her reply; as if it were joyous for her to do so. You know it, or you remember it, little Phyre...? I remember it, but I know it still. Your smile...

She leaves behind, something a little different. Instead of writing on the parchment, she folds it into a swan, pinning it there for him to collect. She has even taken the time to pink the tips of the wings, leaving it in a magical air, like the whimsical dream of a child. Unfolded, hidden at...

Thanks! The problem, as with all ideas, is getting them to work.