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Nekhy
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 Posted: Sat, Aug 09 2008, 17:03 PM |
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As the sun raised this morning, a few citizens of Bendir Dale rubbed their eyes in amazement as they stepped to the centre square. Someone had carved a rather crude text to the well in the dark of the night.
SHORTYS IS SISSYS
A few villagers reported noises at around midnight, but assumed it to be a wild animal.
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Brown Blur
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Posted: Sun, Aug 10 2008, 14:20 PM |
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Joined: 27 Oct 2007
Location: Anywhere but Amia.
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-Sally at last notices the graffiti, carved as it in on the other side of the well from her accustomed bench-
"Oh..........OHHH! Who has done THIS?
Hmmm..."
-Getting a little wet mud from the bank of the stream, she smears it liberally across the crudely-carved lettering, rendering it unreadable for now-
//OOC: Curses, didnt notice this until late yesterday!
_________________
"Never ascribe to malice, that which can be explained by incompetence"
~ Napoleon Bonaparte.
- Clearly, Napoleon never envisioned the Internet......where I'd judge it about 50/50.
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Sun, Aug 10 2008, 23:28 PM |
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Joined: 15 Mar 2007
Location: [GMT-7]
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*Egan is away pulling his shift on a Merchant vessel, "The WindRunner", anchored off the coast near Kampo's*
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
moment before starting to improve the world.
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MaliciousSwine
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Posted: Mon, Aug 11 2008, 8:42 AM |
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Joined: 03 Jul 2008
Location: California, USA
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Sid leans over, staring at the mud-smeared carving.
"Some'un's lookin' fer ah beatin' eh.."
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Mon, Aug 11 2008, 15:10 PM |
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Joined: 15 Mar 2007
Location: [GMT-7]
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*General-Mayor Nof Barshedge headed into work..trying to get an early start on the weeks work...the Fall Harvest weighing heavily on his mind.*
Wha Da Bloody 'ell !!!! Sissy's Sissy's
*the color rises in his cheeks...a warning sign to all those who know him*
*In a measured, even tone...spittle flying*
I want these Bloody VANDELS caught! I want em to clean and paint every inch of our walls! *looks at the Hin standing wide eyed* An I don't care who's butt I need to stick me foot up to get it done!
*The Mayor storms off to his offices and soon after, Cindle comes racing out with memos and letters to all the Dale protectors*
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
moment before starting to improve the world.
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ShortSlasher
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Posted: Mon, Aug 11 2008, 15:38 PM |
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Joined: 21 May 2007
Location: Western Mass
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*Alex wanders through town munching on a apple, his hawk Darkwing flying high above him keeping a close watch over his master, when he stumbles upon the message*
"Bah! Seems these blokes should have payed a visit to tha hins are awsome class, was very enlightening for those non hin folk."
*he walks off toward the forest, several other animals trailing after him, munching on food left in his wake*
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Dakotaen
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Posted: Mon, Aug 11 2008, 19:14 PM |
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Joined: 21 Mar 2007
Location: Denmark
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Ibe griw arched, a finger thoughtfully resting between his lips, Eir studied the work of questionable art a moment. A shrug of his shoulder and a few dancing moves of his free hand later, and there was a few crosses and correction on top of the words, now, in much smaller letters, also saying "Shorties are sissies."
As he strolled off, he'd tip his imaginary hat to any hin he met, while thinking to himself about the artist of nigh lacking skill that he ought to attend school.
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Profiles: DakoDako & ElWacko
Characters: Currently trying my best to stick to Beridoc Brushgale
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Bobo_Underhill
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Posted: Mon, Aug 11 2008, 23:45 PM |
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Joined: 21 Jul 2007
Location: The Drone Star State
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After his brief vacation to Wharftown, Lyle arrived back in Bendir Dale without much fuss. The only indication of his arrival, prior to his later march out of his office was this one notice, tacked to the well:
The guidelines about the well are still intact, Fist and Militia:
Any non-resident seen tampering with the well is to be slain after one verbal warning. If they act in any violent manner at the warning, take them out - literally, kill them. A vandalism this time could be something worse next time. Leniency can be given on a case-by-case basis.
-Captain Lyle Torrowfire
_________________
Andrew Fryar: Cordor's Folk Hero
Bobrin: Eccentric Avenging Executioner
Lyle Torrowfire: Retired badass
Marigold Cobcruncher: Perceptive Priestess
Last edited by Bobo_Underhill on Mon, Aug 11 2008, 23:56 PM, edited 1 time in total.
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BlackDahlya
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Posted: Mon, Aug 11 2008, 23:50 PM |
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Joined: 17 Aug 2005
Location: Land of the Scorching Sun, Empowered by Global Warming
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Melinda, when she hears about it, huffs and mutters to herself.
"I told the captain that those orcs could get smart enough someday to actually climb the hole at the Orchard."
She can be soon seen walking out of town, talking to her feet as if they had their own personality.
"Right.. where do you want to take me this time?"
_________________
BlackDahlya
Once Upon A Time Played
Adr'ael Ken'rahel, Auron Teken’ath, Aurora Mesodias, 'Daniel' Daoskinaxarijikkym, Eilin'ira, Helena Rios, Layla Faircurrent, May'Une Do'Ndar, Mellinda Tellus, Michael of Cliffside, Rizzen of Twilight, Valkirya d'Claddath
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maglorine
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Posted: Fri, Aug 15 2008, 13:35 PM |
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Joined: 13 Oct 2006
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*Okra pulls a bench up to the well and spends the bulk of several days sharpening and polishing a brightly glowing blade with knitted brows and closely watching anyone who approaches the well with a hawk-eyed expression. His eyes only occasionally wander to the Yondalla shrine during quiet periods and flashes a warm smile to Jayek Gren at his usual station*
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Tark Hammerfeast - Immovable Object
True Greenspan - Bendir's Boy Wonder
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Fri, Aug 15 2008, 19:35 PM |
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Joined: 15 Mar 2007
Location: [GMT-7]
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*The mayor storms around the Dale...*
"Nothing...nothing...can no one get any information!" *explosion of graphic explatives* "I want them vandals brought here to clean the cow pen and get me boot up their arse!"
"Cindle..post a note! A perfectly formed Mythal and 10000 gold to the person what gives us a lead on the culprits!"
*there are extra Militia posted around the dale for the near future*
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
moment before starting to improve the world.
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