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xinoehp512

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  1. Is there any reason to be putting votes on random people? (I mean, the specific random people you put them on. Not putting it on in general).
  2. A small ball of light floated down the hallway. This was a strange place indeed. He couldn't see any reason for him to come here, other than the feeling that he'd been getting. It was strange, indeed.
  3. He had lots of feelings. But he kept them bottled up tight.
  4. Unbeknownst to the Narrators, the void had begun to leak into TLT.
  5. Pheonix closed his eyes again, returning to his state of Silence. ... ... Unconsciously, he beckoned, inviting the emptiness in. He felt it come, slowly, filling him with a bubble of stillness. After a minute or two, he opened his eyes. "I did it," he said- or, at least, tried to say. When he spoke, no noise came out. In fact, no noise came from anywhere on him, not even from the rustle of his clothes.
  6. Pheonix asserted that most TLT characters were for all practical purposes immortal, as the Narrators kept resurrecting them.
  7. Pheonix shrugged. Not to a Narrator, he asserted. You need a Narrator to kill a Narrator, after all.
  8. Pheonix pointed out that it had been Narrator Master of Silence who had crippled Astral.
  9. Granted. The whole world improves as students begin to become more invested in school activities. There are more smart people now, so more stuff gets invented, so the world is a better place. Your bane is that there will always be a bothersome itch somewhere on your body. It will gradually become more and more insistent the longer you leave it alone, and it will hop to a new location on the body each time you scratch it. I wish that I could get posts with more than three upvotes.
  10. A menacing beast from the Queen of Shadows thread, it was easily the size of a chasmfiend.
  11. The figure nodded in satisfaction. Good. Now, invite it in. Let it fill your soul.
  12. Narrator Pheonix closed his eyes, turned off his hearing, and let his brain go silent. ... ... ... ... After a while, he became aware of a sensation coming upon him, absent of meaning- and yet, somehow full of meaning at the same time. It was the pause at the end of a sentence. It was the rest at the end of the symphony. It was the break in a conversation. It was Silence, pure and untainted, a calming and soothing influence. Pheonix opened his eyes. "I felt it," he said, then turned to Zeoy to see how she was doing.
  13. Tom lowered his hands, the last red lights going out. "Would that we were so lucky," he muttered. "But I don't think so." On screen. Samika began to shake, her head turning upwards, her eyes staring sightlessly into the sky. Slowly, she lowered her head. Even in the dim light of the tunnels, it was easy to see that her eyes had turned a bright, swirling silver. All at once, every handerfle on the boat turned and looked directly at the screen closest to them. Tom sucked in a breath. "Oh, no..."
  14. Sending yourself into a coma with voidapple cider.
  15. The hammer slammed into Edahs's midsection and stuck there. A moment later, it fell out, covered in black shadow-acid and almost completely eaten away. The spot where it had hit sealed up with a tough, armorlike substance. Without turning his head, Edahs raised a hand and flicked droplets of shadow-acid all over Lena.
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