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Post by Novalyyn on Oct 10, 2009 6:05:50 GMT -5
(( *Wastes a post on OOC stuff out of laziness* I'm sneaky? Eh? o.O ))
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Post by Novalyyn on Oct 10, 2009 4:12:53 GMT -5
After the nudge from Waldon, Mierca glanced at him, crossed her arms, and pouted.
"We were pulled in here for... why were we pulled in? Why didn't Almi's - ...uncle? - just come see us? We could'a eaten all together..."
Even as she spoke, the child rubbed at her eyes. It'd been awhile since she'd slept properly - only ever a few short hours since she'd met Reinos, Roxy, and Zyphan. Even most recently, when Almi had woken her after that -
The little Elf stiffened and her eyes widened. Kyra... Reinos' necklace! The girl wanted nothing to do with that ghost person, but the necklace still seemed special to the wolf man. And she'd tossed it away! Not knowing that Almi had actually picked it up, Mierca suddenly rushed off to try to find it, saying simply, "I'll be back real quick! I, uh, forgot something!"
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Post by Novalyyn on Sept 27, 2009 22:55:22 GMT -5
((*is just sorta twiddling her thumbs*))
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Post by Novalyyn on Sept 24, 2009 3:12:31 GMT -5
o.O
If you say so...
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Post by Novalyyn on Sept 17, 2009 18:24:14 GMT -5
The same way you would in a post, with image tags.
[ img ] image address here [/img]
Like that, but with no spaces.
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Post by Novalyyn on Sept 14, 2009 18:59:33 GMT -5
Hallo and welcome!
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Post by Novalyyn on Sept 13, 2009 23:29:31 GMT -5
That's a heck of a difference. o.o
Yeah, you were definitely androgynous. I was a little confused for a moment about who/what I was looking at... <.< I've seen even more confusing though. But it was cool.
I can't say much about changes... I style-hop a lot, but usually just keep to what's comfy.
Mm, I still haven't gotten that shooting pic from my parents, though... Hopefully I will eventually, when they figure out where it is and the blasted thing is remembered.
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Post by Novalyyn on Sept 7, 2009 2:30:42 GMT -5
Oh? Last I talked to Sat, sounded like things were pretty well sorted and just needed to be put into play... But meh, he only talks to be pretty briefly, and not often, so, yeh. ^^;
*twiddles her thumbs*
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Post by Novalyyn on Sept 4, 2009 17:33:39 GMT -5
Nah, there's still people around. Activity's been a little low lately, but it always picks back up.
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Post by Novalyyn on Sept 2, 2009 8:02:23 GMT -5
I swear zombies are already taking over the world. Just a bit slower than generally shown to do such things.
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Post by Novalyyn on Aug 30, 2009 3:14:57 GMT -5
No, we don't need a new char to get things rolling, we need the existing players to post more. Another player just gives up one more person to dally with until courtesy again requires we all shut up and wait for whoever we're waiting on at a given time.
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Post by Novalyyn on Aug 23, 2009 17:22:51 GMT -5
Despite her bewilderment over the things happening around her, the Elf child pouted a little when she caught that she was to be hurried back off the medical place.
"We're alright," Mierca said insistently, then looked to Waldon and back at Reinos, softly rubbing what she could reach of the pig-man's arm. "This is Mr. Waldon. We met 'im in the city, at a rest'rant. He was sad. I think he's lonely. So we brought him with."
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Post by Novalyyn on Aug 20, 2009 12:59:48 GMT -5
Yeah. I'm curious why that account hasn't been dumped or banned yet... It just keeps doing stuff like that.
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Post by Novalyyn on Aug 18, 2009 5:38:29 GMT -5
The Elf child had half-turned try comforting Waldon in much the same way as her "parents" had often comforted her, though she obviously couldn't hold him as they'd held her; quiet assurances and soft touch would have to do. She was distracted by what was happening, though. It seemed wonderful that Almi's uncle had shown up, but only for the instant before Reinos had nearly killed him. The girl couldn't fathom what could get his so upset like that - nor why it seemed he had problems with his own family. Families were good things, weren't they?
The thought promptly brought that Kyra woman to mind, and now that she thought of it, it seemed somehow as if the spirit were still around. A quick, nervous glance brought no results. Mierca shook her head, pushing the thought out. What was happening now was different, she was sure. Her relation to Kyra, whatever exactly it was, didn't count in this.
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Post by Novalyyn on Aug 15, 2009 5:01:38 GMT -5
Friend of mine did that. She had a freaking lot of hair by the time she did it. Just really thick, mostly...
'Tis kind of you, mister red-eyed demon man. ^^
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