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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:11 am
by Unbalanced
Palenque wrote:"Well, I'm not really sure. I never really think about that kinda stuff. Maybe the ability to shapeshift? Nah, that wouldn't be...
Into a upstanding member of society, no doubt >:U
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:14 am
by Odds
Snark wrote:Odds wrote:
Personality: OVERCONFIDENT, CONCEITED PRICK
Pants: HELL NO
Gorgeous?: HE'S SINGLE, LADIES
Could it be? Could Snark have a new braw?
Also I love the collars.
If you don't mind having a bro who's an egomaniac :U
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:18 am
by Snark
That's what they have in common! They also probably share an interest in bitches and cheddar!
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:25 am
by Odds
I've been looking for you, soul brother.
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:31 am
by electronic goat
Dominion Rod lives in Middleton.

Meanwhile, in Darnor...
Guy: "You're supposed to be infiltrating"
Dominion: "Oh right"
Guy: "STEALTHILY"
Dominion: (woo)
Dominion: "hmm" "Dr. Seuss books, magazines... yeah, these look
really threatening to Middleton." "Oh wait what. Seven Keys to your Heart's Desire?"
Basically Dominion is sent to infiltrate the big castle-thing in Darnor from Middleton to see if they're doing anything dangerous.
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:33 am
by Zang
"Yea" Zang said, yawning, "It is getting kinda late. The keys will probably still be there tomorrow anyhow." He said, rubbing his eyes, "There's probably an inn around here somewhere."
The two find an inn to rest at for the night. A new friendship had been born, and a new adventure had begun.
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:57 am
by WhiteCrestAngel
Name: The Great Forest Elder
Age: 21,046 (But, doesn't look a day older than 16,000)
Abilities: Able to control plants and forest dwelling animals using her magical staff. The face-shaped fruit on her back is rumored to bring enlightenment to those that eat it. She can get a senior's discount at any store in the tristate region.
Personality: Very wise; but, easy to anger. She has a very short fuse when it comes to the naivity of youth. She can either be generous or spiteful, depending on the personality of others. She often feigns being senile, as far as anyone can tell. Being stubborn is her favourite passtime.
Sketch
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:58 am
by Torizo
Remind me to avoid the forest on senior discount Tuesday.
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:59 am
by WhiteCrestAngel
You'll be fine as long as you're there between 6:00 pm and 5:30 am... =P
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:22 am
by Game Angel
Nevermind, there will probably be an entry some time tonight.
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:49 am
by bagofnuts
Saint scurries through the winding paths and halls of Darnor, hoping to avoid the gaze of the watcher demons.
BUNP
S: Oh, hello. You don't look like you're from around here.
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 2:04 am
by electronic goat
bagofnuts wrote:Saint scurries through the winding paths and halls of Darnor, hoping to avoid the gaze of the watcher demons.
BUNP
S: Oh, hello. You don't look like you're from around here.
The best part about that is how much better you draw Dominion than me!

DR: Oh god what is this I don't-
Uh- er, I'm here on behalf of Middleton,
I guess...
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 2:57 am
by Game Angel
Well, summer was here, but it was boring. Angie Nickinson sat on one of the many adirondack chairs spread throughout Ruralon, hoping she could hear some good gossip.
"And if we had those seven keys, we would finally get our hearts desire--to take control of this tree which is rightfully ours."
Seven keys? Angie had never heard of this before. This may make an excellent adventure if she set her mind to it, she thought.
'Well then! I might as well start now, huh?' she thought to herself, rising out of the adirondack chair, and grabbing her purse.
Angie walked back to the inn where she was keeping her belongings and changed into something a little more travel-worthy: bermuda shorts and sneakers. She pulled a purple jacket over her top and kept her sunglasses. She packed her necessities, and dropped off the other bags in a post office marked to send to her home in Futuh, and set out.
Right outside, she noticed a fox-boy, a little younger than her with red ears, a red tail and curly brown hair. He looked a little bewildered. The fox-boy turned to her.
"Are you looking for anything?" Angie asked.
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 3:20 am
by Alexandy13
Seeing as I can't draw worth a darn with a tablet, all text it is, unless someone decides to draw for me.
Name: Alexander "Alexandy" Auora
Age: 15
Abilities: Moderate elemental control, amateur swordsmanship and stavesmanship.
Personality: Sarcastic, hyper at times, Outgoing, Clever, Persistant
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Meanwhile, while all the interesting stuff was happening...
Alexandy sat in the back of a hay wagon passing through the crossroads between Middleron & Mangaton, napping peacefully with thoughts of his free ride to Mangaton.
Yea, a good start for now.
Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 3:23 am
by Unbalanced
Peter ran as fast as he could to the next town to find some help about the strange red glowing tree. Though, due to his quick fox speed and terrible sense of direction, he ended up in Ruralon by the late afternoon.
Once he arrived, he met a girl just leaving a tavern.
The girl thought Peter looked out of place, and so she asked him, "are you looking for anything?"
"I WAS IN THE FOREST DOING STUFF
(disappointing my parents) WHEN I LOOKED AND THERE WAS THIS HUGE TREE I NEVER SAW BEFORE AND IT WAS GLOWING RED FROM THE INSIDE AND THEN I RAN LOOKING FOR HELP AND I RAN REALLY REALLY FAR AND THE SUN HAD COOL SUNGLASSES AND I COULDN'T FIND A TOWN AND THEN I FOUND THIS PLACE AND THEN I SAW YOU AND ASKED FOR HELP AND NOW I'M TIRED AND WANNA GO TO BED :c"
Angie took a moment to absorb all the fox-boy had just said, and thought she had a sneaking suspicion what that red glow could be. Still, as Peter had said, he was very tired, and Angie couldn't just leave him in this town alone. It was a bit late to start an adventure anyways. Angie got a room at the tavern, and they both bunkered down for the night.
