*joins the pouting*
I'd put up a picture of me in the snow, but there's so much snow and we wear so many clothes outside all you can really see is my nose. And while I like my nose... yeah.
Point is, warm weather would be wonderful. By warm, I mean above -20C. That'd be great.
Who are you?
Re: Who are you?
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- Ashen Beddau
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- Name: Ashen
- Race: Fae+Human
Re: Who are you?
Oh, dears, I forget that it is arctic in that half of the world.
Since, you know, I am psychic...
*sends sunshiney thoughts*
*and one of those 'wish you were here' postcards*
Since, you know, I am psychic...
*sends sunshiney thoughts*
*and one of those 'wish you were here' postcards*
"And thus I clothe my naked villainy. With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ; And seem a saint, when most I play the devil." - Ashen's Journal
Re: Who are you?
While we're on the wishlist I'd like to visit a real beach of the sandy variety with waters that won't make you hypothermic.
- Ashen Beddau
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- Posts: 6
- Joined: Fri Feb 20, 2009 10:54 am
- Name: Ashen
- Race: Fae+Human
Re: Who are you?
Funnily enough, we have those here. Cold and warm.
However, you would hardly think it was summer here.
It's freaking raining!
*considers moving to Madagascar or something*
However, you would hardly think it was summer here.
It's freaking raining!
*considers moving to Madagascar or something*
Re: Who are you?
Hiya Ashen, welcome! Hope you are able to find a storyline if you haven't already.
A story is like a tapestry; it is never finished until the final thread is sewn.
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Re: Who are you?
Ja, you gotta find a place, probably start a new plot with some of the newish peoples...
The world is an arena, not a stage. RP is a stage, not an arena.
Re: Who are you?
I wouldn't mind doing a flashback thread if you like Ashen...
They could have a feud or an alliance or something. xD
They could have a feud or an alliance or something. xD
If you are near to the dark
I will tell you 'bout the sun
You are here, no escape
From my visions of the world
You will cry all alone
But it does not mean a thing to me
I will tell you 'bout the sun
You are here, no escape
From my visions of the world
You will cry all alone
But it does not mean a thing to me
