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Just now, BreezeCauthon said:

Woah! I'm gone for less than a week and this happens!

Frankly, I think I'll take credit.

I think credit goes to Fadran, apparently he made a wish at 11:11 the day before I came back that I'd come back 2 months after I left and then I did. 

I would never come back because someone else was gone.

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Just now, DramaQueen said:

I think credit goes to Fadran, apparently he made a wish at 11:11 the day before I came back that I'd come back 2 months after I left and then I did. 

I would never come back because someone else was gone.

Fair enough. Fadran gets credit.

It was worth a shot though :) 

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On 12/26/2020 at 6:07 PM, Channelknight Fadran said:

Anyways, after negotiations didn't work, we decided to do a good 'ol fashioned invasion, but then that did not work at all. Herate ended up getting taken by Wyrn, and now she's bonded to a Withergeist and spent roughly twenty pages having mistborn-esque training scenes with the villain.

Mistborn-esque. I'm using that, I also repped you.

On 12/26/2020 at 6:38 PM, AmazingGoob said:

Uh... I posted three RPs. Two are deadish, and the third just lost it's only other member.
Feel free to join the third one, if you wish.
Or not.
Dear bord I'm so desperate

I'm sorry, but I can't double post!

On 12/27/2020 at 8:38 AM, Channelknight Fadran said:

Yep! Some random stuff to bear in mind:

  • Don't question when I refer to Mist as my wife
  • Don't question when people refer to me as Tom Holland
  • If we say "I love you," then assume we mean it platonically
  • JOIN KIPPIES AND DRAGONS

Yep, Fadran's Tom Holland. Or maybe his identical clone(but with a mustache), we're not sure.

On 12/27/2020 at 11:15 AM, AonDii said:

Heh, the Water Cycle is going to be ecstatic when they return.

Yes! Mist told us on the first day and I couldn't wait to get back!

On 12/29/2020 at 8:47 PM, DramaQueen said:

See, I really like nature and that's what I usually try to write poetry about, but I feel like there are already so many poems about sunsets, sunrises, stars, and forests, so I don't know how to make mine unique.

Then write it about something that's not often appreciated.

Also:

Forget thee?  If to dream by night and muse on thee by day;
If all the worship deep and wild a poet's heart can pay;
If prayers in absence breathed for thee to Heaven's protecting power;
If winged thoughts that flit to thee a thousand in an hour;
If busy fancy blending thee with all my future lot--
If this thou call'st forgetting, thou, indeed, shalt be forgot!

Forget thee?  Bid the forest-birds forget their sweetest tune;
Forget thee? Bid the sea forget to swell beneath the moon;
Bid the thirsty flowers forget to drink the eve's refreshing dew;
Thyself forget thine own dear land, and its mountains wild and blue.
Forget each old familiar face, each long-remember'd spot--
When these things are forgot by thee, then thou shalt be forgot!

Keep, if thou wilt, thy maiden peace, still calm and fancy-free,
For God forbid thy gladsome heart should grow less glad for me;
Yet, while that heart is still unwon, oh! bid not mine to rove,
But let it nurse its humble faith and uncomplaining love;
If these, preserved for patient years, at last avail me not--
Forget me then; but ne'er believe that thou canst be forgot!

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26 minutes ago, Condensation said:

Mistborn-esque. I'm using that, I also repped you.

I'm sorry, but I can't double post!

Yep, Fadran's Tom Holland. Or maybe his identical clone(but with a mustache), we're not sure.

Yes! Mist told us on the first day and I couldn't wait to get back!

Then write it about something that's not often appreciated.

Also:

Forget thee?  If to dream by night and muse on thee by day;
If all the worship deep and wild a poet's heart can pay;
If prayers in absence breathed for thee to Heaven's protecting power;
If winged thoughts that flit to thee a thousand in an hour;
If busy fancy blending thee with all my future lot--
If this thou call'st forgetting, thou, indeed, shalt be forgot!

Forget thee?  Bid the forest-birds forget their sweetest tune;
Forget thee? Bid the sea forget to swell beneath the moon;
Bid the thirsty flowers forget to drink the eve's refreshing dew;
Thyself forget thine own dear land, and its mountains wild and blue.
Forget each old familiar face, each long-remember'd spot--
When these things are forgot by thee, then thou shalt be forgot!

Keep, if thou wilt, thy maiden peace, still calm and fancy-free,
For God forbid thy gladsome heart should grow less glad for me;
Yet, while that heart is still unwon, oh! bid not mine to rove,
But let it nurse its humble faith and uncomplaining love;
If these, preserved for patient years, at last avail me not--
Forget me then; but ne'er believe that thou canst be forgot!

Nicely done Connie!

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10 minutes ago, Condensation said:

Thanks, but it's not my work. I just remembered it from a book I really like and copied it out of the book. Which seems pretty dumb to me now that I know I could probably get it off of the Internet.

Oh well. Then nice on the advice!

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41 minutes ago, Condensation said:

Mistborn-esque. I'm using that, I also repped you.

I'm sorry, but I can't double post!

Yep, Fadran's Tom Holland. Or maybe his identical clone(but with a mustache), we're not sure.

Yes! Mist told us on the first day and I couldn't wait to get back!

Then write it about something that's not often appreciated.

Also:

Forget thee?  If to dream by night and muse on thee by day;
If all the worship deep and wild a poet's heart can pay;
If prayers in absence breathed for thee to Heaven's protecting power;
If winged thoughts that flit to thee a thousand in an hour;
If busy fancy blending thee with all my future lot--
If this thou call'st forgetting, thou, indeed, shalt be forgot!

Forget thee?  Bid the forest-birds forget their sweetest tune;
Forget thee? Bid the sea forget to swell beneath the moon;
Bid the thirsty flowers forget to drink the eve's refreshing dew;
Thyself forget thine own dear land, and its mountains wild and blue.
Forget each old familiar face, each long-remember'd spot--
When these things are forgot by thee, then thou shalt be forgot!

Keep, if thou wilt, thy maiden peace, still calm and fancy-free,
For God forbid thy gladsome heart should grow less glad for me;
Yet, while that heart is still unwon, oh! bid not mine to rove,
But let it nurse its humble faith and uncomplaining love;
If these, preserved for patient years, at last avail me not--
Forget me then; but ne'er believe that thou canst be forgot!

Who did write this poem? Out of curiosity.

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