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RP News: ~November 19th 2015~ (Old RP News)
There is no current plot. The forests welcome new travelers within these lands.
Event Status: Not Active (each accepted character allowed to RP in multiple RP threads)
RP Season: Summer
This means everything is green, flowers are everywhere, and the shining sun creates a need for shady shelter on the warmest days.
The move has been completed successfully! Everything appears to have survived the move just fine, but if anyone finds a broken link or anything else that doesn't work as it should, please make a post in Away from the Woods to let me know, thank you.
RP News: ~November 19th 2015~ (Old RP News)
There is no current plot. The forests welcome new travelers within these lands.
Event Status: Not Active (each accepted character allowed to RP in multiple RP threads)
RP Season: Summer
This means everything is green, flowers are everywhere, and the shining sun creates a need for shady shelter on the warmest days.
Spirit
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Spirit
Name: His real name is unknown to him...but wherever he goes, people have just called him spirit, so that's what he goes by now.<br>
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Species: poltergeist<br>
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Gender: Male appearance <br>
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Evil/Good: Good<br>
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Age: unknown<br>
<br>
Height: about 6 foot<br>
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Mature Adult at Age: unknown <br>
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Appearance: He looks just like a normal human standing about 6feet tall and weighing around 225 wearing a light peasant like garb and carrying on his back a mandolin. His hair is dark brown and he wears a slightly droopy farmer hat atop his head. His chin is grizzled with the beginning of a beard. The only difference between him and a regular human is that he is transparent. When he talks his voice seems to echo in an almost eerie manner.<br>
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Personality: Incredibly peaceful, he doesn’t believe in violence whatever the reason and always works toward a non-violent resolve. He is also usually pretty outgoing until you ask him about his past, then he can become very shy and introverted<br>
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Abilities: He carries with him a mandolin and is an incredible player. His music has been able to calm even the fiercest beast and has, in the past, stopped much violence. He is also a good mediator when people have a problem<br>
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Disadvantages: Obviously no memory, which can be a good and bad thing I suppose. Also he can be killed and damaged just like any other creature, and if he is killed in this world without completing his task then he will suffer eternal torture<br>
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Family: unknown<br>
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History: His history before death is unknown to him. The only thing he knows is that he was sent back to earth as a ghost for evil that he did while human. He cannot return to peace until he has discovered what exactly it is that he did. And after that he must go and try to right the wrong.<br>
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Anything else we need to know about you: He loves to entertain and help children. This makes him believe his evil had something to do with a child<br>
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A few lines IC (In Character) of your character entering the Forest:<br>
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As a light mist rolled into the forest so did a wandering soul. As spirit looked from the ground to the tall foreboding trees he wondered what answers this place might have in store for him, if any. He looked around him intently scanning the scene for any creatures, when he was sure that there were none he found a stump and quietly sat down. Next he reached behind him and took out his mandolin, the only joy in this cruel after life, and began to play.
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Species: poltergeist<br>
<br>
Gender: Male appearance <br>
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Evil/Good: Good<br>
<br>
Age: unknown<br>
<br>
Height: about 6 foot<br>
<br>
Mature Adult at Age: unknown <br>
<br>
Appearance: He looks just like a normal human standing about 6feet tall and weighing around 225 wearing a light peasant like garb and carrying on his back a mandolin. His hair is dark brown and he wears a slightly droopy farmer hat atop his head. His chin is grizzled with the beginning of a beard. The only difference between him and a regular human is that he is transparent. When he talks his voice seems to echo in an almost eerie manner.<br>
<br>
<br>
Personality: Incredibly peaceful, he doesn’t believe in violence whatever the reason and always works toward a non-violent resolve. He is also usually pretty outgoing until you ask him about his past, then he can become very shy and introverted<br>
<br>
Abilities: He carries with him a mandolin and is an incredible player. His music has been able to calm even the fiercest beast and has, in the past, stopped much violence. He is also a good mediator when people have a problem<br>
<br>
Disadvantages: Obviously no memory, which can be a good and bad thing I suppose. Also he can be killed and damaged just like any other creature, and if he is killed in this world without completing his task then he will suffer eternal torture<br>
<br>
Family: unknown<br>
<br>
History: His history before death is unknown to him. The only thing he knows is that he was sent back to earth as a ghost for evil that he did while human. He cannot return to peace until he has discovered what exactly it is that he did. And after that he must go and try to right the wrong.<br>
<br>
Anything else we need to know about you: He loves to entertain and help children. This makes him believe his evil had something to do with a child<br>
<br>
A few lines IC (In Character) of your character entering the Forest:<br>
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As a light mist rolled into the forest so did a wandering soul. As spirit looked from the ground to the tall foreboding trees he wondered what answers this place might have in store for him, if any. He looked around him intently scanning the scene for any creatures, when he was sure that there were none he found a stump and quietly sat down. Next he reached behind him and took out his mandolin, the only joy in this cruel after life, and began to play.
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:maroon;">"RHEEEEEEEEEEEEARGH!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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There was a loud screeching, starting out low and hardly audible at first but then, slowly, gradually growing in pitch as whatever it was drew closer, and closer, and closer ...<br>
<br>
Something indecipherable shot through the air - nothing more than a speeding blur of brown and gray and maroon. One could make out two yellow eyes peering from the mess, looking wide and "HOLY SHIT"-ified as it headed straight for a tree, right next to the poltergeist.</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.pickle-green.com/egraphics/main.php?id=eggs" target="top"><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/7585 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8976 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8520 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/hkj8 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/oy04 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--></a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br>
^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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There was a loud screeching, starting out low and hardly audible at first but then, slowly, gradually growing in pitch as whatever it was drew closer, and closer, and closer ...<br>
<br>
Something indecipherable shot through the air - nothing more than a speeding blur of brown and gray and maroon. One could make out two yellow eyes peering from the mess, looking wide and "HOLY SHIT"-ified as it headed straight for a tree, right next to the poltergeist.</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.pickle-green.com/egraphics/main.php?id=eggs" target="top"><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/7585 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8976 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8520 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/hkj8 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/oy04 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--></a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br>
^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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Re: Spirit
At first spirit wasn't affected by the screech thinking that it was something far off. As it came closer he became more and more concerned. When he saw the thing coming towards him he shared the same "HOLY SHIT"-ified look as it and jumped off the stump ducking for cover. <br>
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<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
</p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p082.ezboard.com/bunicornsvision ... lrus121</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/ ... in_an3.jpg" BORDER=0> at: 8/3/06 0:08<br></i>
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<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
</p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p082.ezboard.com/bunicornsvision ... lrus121</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/ ... in_an3.jpg" BORDER=0> at: 8/3/06 0:08<br></i>
Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center">The little blur of earthen colors squealed like a banshee gone loose, it's velocity not slowed in any way. It was gonna hit, without a doubt. Smash into the tree, not the ghost, who moved at the last moment.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:maroon;">"YEAAAAAAGH!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>SMASH!</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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THe thing collided headlong with the bark and slowly slid down the trunk, onto the ground. Leaves drifted to the ground. There was the sound of chatter and hisses and crees as the brown and red and maroon creature stood up, rubbing an oblong skull.<br>
<br>
It looked to be no better than a gremlin. At only two feet tall, it was spindly and deathly thin. The ribcage and hip bones were visible, but it wasn't from starvation - that was just how it was. Varied warts grew on varied limbs. It's back was covered in quills that were pale tan in color, tipped with black and, at the moment, quivering with agitation. It hissed, baring yellowish teeth, bright citrine eyes flashing maniacally.<br>
<br>
There was something tied to its back.<br>
<br>
A bottle rocket.<br>
<br>
It turned and stared back at the woods from whence it camed, looking pissed beyond belief. A figure came bounding out of the forestry. A girl, rogue in appearance, laced in red and black with a silver tail and talons, gravity-defying bangs bouncing. <br>
<br>
She stopped at the edge, pointed and laughed at the gremlin. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"HAH!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
The 'gremlin' made a rude gesture and pulled off the evil monkey from Family Guy. Then, in a mist of red and brown, vanished without a trace. Bottle rocket and all.<br>
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The girl, Ashowan, gave a sigh of relief. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Finally ... huh?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Another presence in the area, and something about it was ethereal. Pre-reap tingling started in her fingers and worked its way up her arms. Ashowan glanced up and saw something human. Moderately. Except it was transparent.<br>
Ghost.<br>
<br>
Blink.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Nyeh?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.pickle-green.com/egraphics/main.php?id=eggs" target="top"><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/7585 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8976 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8520 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/hkj8 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/oy04 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/5t5s ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--></a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br>
^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:maroon;">"YEAAAAAAGH!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>SMASH!</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
<br>
THe thing collided headlong with the bark and slowly slid down the trunk, onto the ground. Leaves drifted to the ground. There was the sound of chatter and hisses and crees as the brown and red and maroon creature stood up, rubbing an oblong skull.<br>
<br>
It looked to be no better than a gremlin. At only two feet tall, it was spindly and deathly thin. The ribcage and hip bones were visible, but it wasn't from starvation - that was just how it was. Varied warts grew on varied limbs. It's back was covered in quills that were pale tan in color, tipped with black and, at the moment, quivering with agitation. It hissed, baring yellowish teeth, bright citrine eyes flashing maniacally.<br>
<br>
There was something tied to its back.<br>
<br>
A bottle rocket.<br>
<br>
It turned and stared back at the woods from whence it camed, looking pissed beyond belief. A figure came bounding out of the forestry. A girl, rogue in appearance, laced in red and black with a silver tail and talons, gravity-defying bangs bouncing. <br>
<br>
She stopped at the edge, pointed and laughed at the gremlin. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"HAH!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
The 'gremlin' made a rude gesture and pulled off the evil monkey from Family Guy. Then, in a mist of red and brown, vanished without a trace. Bottle rocket and all.<br>
<br>
The girl, Ashowan, gave a sigh of relief. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Finally ... huh?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Another presence in the area, and something about it was ethereal. Pre-reap tingling started in her fingers and worked its way up her arms. Ashowan glanced up and saw something human. Moderately. Except it was transparent.<br>
Ghost.<br>
<br>
Blink.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Nyeh?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.pickle-green.com/egraphics/main.php?id=eggs" target="top"><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/7585 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8976 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8520 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/hkj8 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/oy04 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/5t5s ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--></a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br>
^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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Re: Spirit
Spirit looked up with moderate curiosity at the happenings between the gremlin thing and this lady. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"Odd place"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> He thought. When she motioned toward him with <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:gray;">"Nyeh?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> He wasn't sure if this was some strange language of the place. In fact he wasn’t quite sure what to think of this place. So he stood up and not wanting to insult her race replied with <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"Nyeh"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> and then nodded in greeting.
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center">The ghost mimiced what she said, and nodded. Ashowan tilted her head, confused. She pulled here scythe out from seemingly nowhere - it was behind her back the entire time, somehow or another - and rested it over her right shoulder. Nodding in turn - she wasn't so keen on getting tackled by a ghost because she offended one.<br>
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She'd been possessed enough times in the past. None too willing to go through it again.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Eh? Do you speak english?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.pickle-green.com/egraphics/main.php?id=eggs" target="top"><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/7585 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8976 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8520 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/hkj8 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/oy04 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/5t5s ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--></a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br>
^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
<br>
She'd been possessed enough times in the past. None too willing to go through it again.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Eh? Do you speak english?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"O...Why yes I do"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> He replied a little taken a back at her scythe <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"I'm sorry if I offended you, but I assure you that you won't need that"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Spirit said while pointing at the weapon on her shoulder. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"My name is...Well I don't rightly know, but people just call me spirit. I would offer you my hand, but it wouldn't do much good to shake it"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> He said with a slight smile.
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center">Ashowan grinned as the ghost creature pointed at her scythe. She gave the blade an affectionate pat.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Think of it as insurance. Just like the city, some places around here aren't exactly .. safe to travel to. At least if you're unarmed."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
She tilted her head, narrowing one green eye as she gazed at the bizarre figure. Taller than most and thickly built, he was clad in clothing that reminded her vaguely of ... Ye gods ... Past times. Way back when, those of lower class would wear things that looked no better than rags. Though he was transparent it was quite obvious that this man was, at one point in time, one of the unlucky few.<br>
<br>
Though Ashowan's old hometown had never been like that. She was undead from the 19th century, and where she lived was a coal-mining town. Basically everybody wore soot-covered clothing. Except her, constrained to a damned English dress that she hated, couldn't breath in, and took her last breath in.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Offend?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> she piqued, grinning at the hand-shaking comment. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Yeah, I can see ... buuuuuuut."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
She reached out, and without difficulty, grasped the ghost's hand and gave it a shake. Since she was dead herself, ghosts didn't phase through her, unless they wanted to.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"You're in Deep Forest. There are oddities beyond oddities here."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Smile. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Name's Sho, fellow deadhead."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Think of it as insurance. Just like the city, some places around here aren't exactly .. safe to travel to. At least if you're unarmed."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
She tilted her head, narrowing one green eye as she gazed at the bizarre figure. Taller than most and thickly built, he was clad in clothing that reminded her vaguely of ... Ye gods ... Past times. Way back when, those of lower class would wear things that looked no better than rags. Though he was transparent it was quite obvious that this man was, at one point in time, one of the unlucky few.<br>
<br>
Though Ashowan's old hometown had never been like that. She was undead from the 19th century, and where she lived was a coal-mining town. Basically everybody wore soot-covered clothing. Except her, constrained to a damned English dress that she hated, couldn't breath in, and took her last breath in.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Offend?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> she piqued, grinning at the hand-shaking comment. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Yeah, I can see ... buuuuuuut."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
She reached out, and without difficulty, grasped the ghost's hand and gave it a shake. Since she was dead herself, ghosts didn't phase through her, unless they wanted to.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"You're in Deep Forest. There are oddities beyond oddities here."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Smile. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Name's Sho, fellow deadhead."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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Re: Spirit
He smirked at her comment about insurance <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"I have no weapon just my mandolin and I fare quite well"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> When she reached out for his hand he was stunned. Of course he didn't feel her touch, or at least he thought he didn't since he had forgotten what it meant to feel, but just the fact that she had done it was amazing. No one had ever done that before, most just run away frightened and later returned with a mystic of some sort to shoo him away. This woman stood her ground and conversed with him as though he were...alive. That’s when her words struck him <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:gray;">"fellow deadhead"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> everything else about the deep….something...just kind of slipped past him but those words rang strong. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"Excuse me....but did you just say your dead?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END-->
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center">Ashowan took note of the ghost-man's surprise and grinned to herself, pleased with having surprised somebody else instead of being surprised herself. This had to be the second or third ghost she'd met in the last few days .. all of the ghosts being newcomers to the woods.<br>
<br>
She pulled back her hand and stuck it in a pocket, striking a pose of relaxation and nodding. <br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"I'm as dead as they get."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
She narrowed an eye out of curiousity. <br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"You're a ghost, yeah? From Earth? Your clothes make you look like something from the old English days."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
<br>
She pulled back her hand and stuck it in a pocket, striking a pose of relaxation and nodding. <br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"I'm as dead as they get."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
She narrowed an eye out of curiousity. <br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"You're a ghost, yeah? From Earth? Your clothes make you look like something from the old English days."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"Well actually I don't quite know where I'm from. You see I guess I'm a ghost, but it depends on what your definition of one is. I can still be hurt and killed...again"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> He said with an eerie sigh as sat himself on a stump. He began to speak again<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"I'm only here because I did something wrong in my human, or whatever I was, life and I need to find out what it was I did. Or else, Ill never rest in peace"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> He wasn't quite sure why he was telling a stranger his troubled story, and he wasn't quite sure how much she would care, but he had a strange sensation that he could trust and be open with her. It was the first time in his after life that he had been able to do that with a person.
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Die as a ghost? There's no way, unless you count exorcism ... "<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Don't be sure. Stranger things have happened. Remember Greenwood?</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
Ahhh, yes. That place ... The only place in the world where even a Graveling wouldn't step to cause mayhem. There were so many legends surrounding that place ... In an attempt to both explore the town and unlock a mystery, Ashowan and Jack led their own little group of External Influence Grim Reapers into the long-abandonned ghost town. If luck hadn't been at their backs at the last moment ...<br>
<br>
So who was to say that a ghost couldn't vanish?<br>
<br>
She eyed him, watching his transparent form plunk down on a tree stump, speaking with a heavy tone. Something about his demeanor read that revealing himself to a stranger wasn't natural, and she could relate. But regardless, he told of how he was looking for ... something. Finding the key to unlock the unknown holding him to the Earth. Ashowan sighed and stepped forward, leaning against a tree near the stump.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"That's the story of our lives."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
Her own voice was tinged with something deeper. She too was looking.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"One day, you'll find it. Maybe in the Woods. There's so much here that you're bound to find <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>something</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->. From ghosts to the living, from little adventures to dangerous plots. It's all here."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.pickle-green.com/egraphics/main.php?id=eggs" target="top"><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/7585 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8976 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8520 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/hkj8 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/oy04 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/5t5s ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--></a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br>
^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
<br>
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Don't be sure. Stranger things have happened. Remember Greenwood?</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
Ahhh, yes. That place ... The only place in the world where even a Graveling wouldn't step to cause mayhem. There were so many legends surrounding that place ... In an attempt to both explore the town and unlock a mystery, Ashowan and Jack led their own little group of External Influence Grim Reapers into the long-abandonned ghost town. If luck hadn't been at their backs at the last moment ...<br>
<br>
So who was to say that a ghost couldn't vanish?<br>
<br>
She eyed him, watching his transparent form plunk down on a tree stump, speaking with a heavy tone. Something about his demeanor read that revealing himself to a stranger wasn't natural, and she could relate. But regardless, he told of how he was looking for ... something. Finding the key to unlock the unknown holding him to the Earth. Ashowan sighed and stepped forward, leaning against a tree near the stump.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"That's the story of our lives."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
Her own voice was tinged with something deeper. She too was looking.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"One day, you'll find it. Maybe in the Woods. There's so much here that you're bound to find <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>something</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->. From ghosts to the living, from little adventures to dangerous plots. It's all here."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.pickle-green.com/egraphics/main.php?id=eggs" target="top"><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/7585 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8976 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/8520 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/hkj8 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/oy04 ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/5t5s ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--></a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br>
^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"O there is a way, I'm sure of it..."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> he said with a sigh,<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"though I hope I never find out how it works"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Spirit wanted to stop talking about all this depressing business so he decided to change the topic by inquiring about the forest. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"Please, tell me more about this forest"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END-->
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center">Ashowan tilted her head and blinked at him a few times, not sure of really what to say at first. Why wouldn't he want to find what he was looking for? Didn't everbody .. want to go home?<br>
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To fix what was broken. Find what was lost.<br>
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She shook her head and jumped away from the tree as if a bug bit her. <br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Well yeah. This is in the middle of flippin' nowhere. Different world, with a connection to various other worlds.. And there's a lot of odd beasts. Ghosts, skeletons, werewolves, vampires ... mentally unstable. You name it."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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She rose a hand to make a point, but - wham! A bottlecap bounced off of her head. She rubbed the spot it hit and hissed mockingly at where it came from. Terry was jumping on a branch.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Where's Scar when ya need her?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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To fix what was broken. Find what was lost.<br>
<br>
She shook her head and jumped away from the tree as if a bug bit her. <br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Well yeah. This is in the middle of flippin' nowhere. Different world, with a connection to various other worlds.. And there's a lot of odd beasts. Ghosts, skeletons, werewolves, vampires ... mentally unstable. You name it."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
She rose a hand to make a point, but - wham! A bottlecap bounced off of her head. She rubbed the spot it hit and hissed mockingly at where it came from. Terry was jumping on a branch.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Where's Scar when ya need her?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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Re: Spirit
((OCC: Just so you know he was talking about how a ghost can die again not about him finding the answer. I guess I didn't make that to clear...sorry))<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"Excuse me ...who’s Scar?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> He stuttered at perplexed at the recent bottle cap incident. Spirit was also curious about what she was gonna say before she was hit.
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"Excuse me ...who’s Scar?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> He stuttered at perplexed at the recent bottle cap incident. Spirit was also curious about what she was gonna say before she was hit.
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center">(Ehe, my mistake. Sorry ‘bout that <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :P --><img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v66/V ... tongue.gif ALT=":P"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> )<br>
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With that peeved look on her face she turned to look at the ghost and shook her head. <br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">“Somebody who makes a grand bloody time of rippin’ my arms out.”</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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And she wasn’t just being sarcastic.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">“But she’d prolly go ape on us so that wouldn’t be such a good idea. Crazy kid, not quite right in the head but pretty dependable. Knowing her, you might run into her later on. At some point or another.”</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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A shrug of her shoulders and she offered a smile. The scythe was shifted from one shoulder to another.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">“If you don’t mind me prying … Can you recall how you died?”</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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Many ghosts back on Earth lost their memories after a prolonged time.</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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With that peeved look on her face she turned to look at the ghost and shook her head. <br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">“Somebody who makes a grand bloody time of rippin’ my arms out.”</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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And she wasn’t just being sarcastic.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">“But she’d prolly go ape on us so that wouldn’t be such a good idea. Crazy kid, not quite right in the head but pretty dependable. Knowing her, you might run into her later on. At some point or another.”</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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A shrug of her shoulders and she offered a smile. The scythe was shifted from one shoulder to another.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">“If you don’t mind me prying … Can you recall how you died?”</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
Many ghosts back on Earth lost their memories after a prolonged time.</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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Re: Spirit
He had to smile at her comment because he couldn't believe that anyone would want to rip the arms off someone as nice as her self. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"I'll be glad when I do finally meet her"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END-->Spirit said thinking that it could only be a chance to make yet another friend in this lonely life... if you could call it a life. <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:olive;">"No I don't have any memory of my death, I can clearly recall anything about my afterlife , but nothing about my life. And, if you don’t mind me asking, what was your life like...or do you even remember it?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END-->
<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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<p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>There is no way to Peace, Peace is the way. There is no way to happiness , happpiness is the way. There is no way to Love, Love is the way.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Re: Spirit
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center">No memory of his death? Ashowan narrowed her eyes and peered at him.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"You must be an old ghost then. The longer a spirit hangs around the more memories they lose."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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She shrugged at the question asked of her, pointedly turning her head away in a show that it was something she wasn't all-too willing to talk about.Sure, she'd spilled her guts on her first day here - but that was out of nervous tension. Confusion. All of which were gone now. She twirled the blade.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Unfortunately,"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> she said with a sigh.<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;"> "I remember it - life was boring ... but the 1800's weren't exactly during the hippie revolution."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Whack!</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Another bottlecap nailed her in the back of the head. A screeching in the distance - and whatever threw the cap went flying off again. But not before Ashowan caught sight of it. She rose a hand and smirked.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Uh-uh! Bone and Pink got their hands ... er, tendons and paws, on you - my turn!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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A flcik of her wrist - her fingertips gained a pale yellow hue ... and then, without any warning whatsoever, a small wind whipped up in the forest's canopy. Not strong enough to cause damage but powerful enough to pick up Terry - the lithe little beast of quills and nimble limbs. The wind dragged the graveling to ground-level and spun him around and around and around. Spin, repeat.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:maroon;">"RhhhhoWoWoWoWoWoW!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p082.ezboard.com/bunicornsvision ... >Windra</A> at: 8/11/06 5:45<br></i>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"You must be an old ghost then. The longer a spirit hangs around the more memories they lose."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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She shrugged at the question asked of her, pointedly turning her head away in a show that it was something she wasn't all-too willing to talk about.Sure, she'd spilled her guts on her first day here - but that was out of nervous tension. Confusion. All of which were gone now. She twirled the blade.<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Unfortunately,"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> she said with a sigh.<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;"> "I remember it - life was boring ... but the 1800's weren't exactly during the hippie revolution."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Whack!</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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Another bottlecap nailed her in the back of the head. A screeching in the distance - and whatever threw the cap went flying off again. But not before Ashowan caught sight of it. She rose a hand and smirked.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:silver;">"Uh-uh! Bone and Pink got their hands ... er, tendons and paws, on you - my turn!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<br>
A flcik of her wrist - her fingertips gained a pale yellow hue ... and then, without any warning whatsoever, a small wind whipped up in the forest's canopy. Not strong enough to cause damage but powerful enough to pick up Terry - the lithe little beast of quills and nimble limbs. The wind dragged the graveling to ground-level and spun him around and around and around. Spin, repeat.<br>
<br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:maroon;">"RhhhhoWoWoWoWoWoW!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->
<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Upon Leaving-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v169/ ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>
<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:green;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">_-Please Check for Missing Fingers and/or Limbs-_</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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^!Huevos!^</div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lightblue;font-family:sylfaen;font-size:x-small;">It's you and me against the world.<br>
We attack at dawn.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p082.ezboard.com/bunicornsvision ... >Windra</A> at: 8/11/06 5:45<br></i>