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<Edit> Far too tired for rational comments...

Isn't the fact that we enjoy playing at this site a dignified enough reason to stand up and ask for the right to continue enjoying ourselves here? I'm not a particularly aggressive person, and I spend a whole day at work to come home and jump on here and enjoy myself. Not to say that the mods...

*Cheers* Wow! Hope you enjoy the years of fun to come.

Ariel_Nightshade (Once commonly known as Ariel_Nightshade) Once golden hair faded mostly to soft grey-silver, falls to her waist and beyond. Wisps escape the hood of a dark cloak that hides deeply set eyes, faded to a sullen grey with sadness. Her lips almost match her pale face in colour...

The Reason: *Looks around* Has anyone got Reesa's cookie recipie? I haven't had a cookie in ages! *sniffles*

Uhm...this is scary?! I think most of the probs have been stated previously. But *eeps*. Ahh well, we'll all either learn to deal with it, or not. Can we get the help link in the chat window somehow? There may be some people it might help...*tentatively puts up hand*

*Pokes Dav* So I can blame Dav for Ariel's shellishness? *taps fingers evilly* On a lighter note I miss all the friendly hugs. I dont care whether it's an IC performance, the fact that someone sets aside one second of their day for cuddles is the specialest thing in the world. There's not...

I seem to have missed camps. Not really, I'm Australian, and we have it here called gatorade or powerade. Thanks for clearing it up. Edit: Just a FYI - I shoulda changed to Missy...but the tiredness appears to have got to me.

I have to say, I am a little sad to see Juxta go. Mind you, I'm almost as upset that it's generally assumed everyone knows the settings. I know it's odd, but I've never played a RP game as such. I do love freeform RPing on this site though, and have done so on and off for around 4 years...

*A robed woman chuckles, penning a quick reply in the same flowing hand* Forgive us, oh mighty one, for lacking your obvious 'almightyness'...but at least give us our 'fairy tales' to rest us well at night.

Just speaking from a lil experience...It is very possible to modify classic cars to conform to emission standards, given the right engineer and right amount of money. Realistically though, alot of classic cars do not have classic engines, they have classic designed engines (ie match the design...

I've tried on many occassion with the different available options to no avail. This is getting to be a fairly permanent reaction for me. Mind you, I have just changed from dial-up to broadband so that may have something to do with it. Looks like I'll have to contact the service providers...

*Something so simple, in a hand very evenly paced.* Why cannot belief be placed in an optimistic view?

Sort of on that note...My ISRP & emporium banners aren't working. I figure it's probably a 'me' problem, but I wont know unless I ask. Currently it just keeps timing out before loading and claiming there's no connection. Will I have to contact my cache admin...again :mad: lol.

*snippeted away due to technical issues*

Thankyou A quiet figure appears and tacks a short note below the rest. It appears that strangers have more time for me than those I make time for. Jeajea, thankyou. Perhaps it was your gift of luck that returned me to this place safely. More so, it's nicer to know that someone's bored...

Tacked to the boards is a cluster of notes, all written with a careful flowing hand. Each appears to be a goodbye, but for a short time (aka 3 weeks). Before all the notes appears a poem. What if? An awkward hello Follows a difficult goodbye Too much time spent Searching for those perfect...

Tacked below the board is a fresh peice of parchment, part wet ink forming the art of a flowing hand. Landis, I'm not sure whether to be angry or appologetic. I understand how 'no' must be a hard answer to take, but, you know my reasons. Why do you continue to follow a path that in all...

Out of Love A slight elf tacks a small parchment to the wall. For Kehiuda, Because I love and I care. Peace follow your spirit to all the places you search until you find rest. Ariel N.

*A note, in shaking text, pinned with the thorn of a rose.* To the few it may concern, Farewell and good luck: Keep safe for the rest of your time. No longer by your sides can I be. To dear Naam: Sorry for what I said. Keep safe dearest, and find comfort in knowing I care. To friend...