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Lifecrafter
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Posts: 794 | Registered: Tuesday, October 11 2005 07:00
Guardian
Member # 6670
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I thought you didn't like the inane comments made every time you return... so why start a thread every time?

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Posts: 1509 | Registered: Tuesday, January 10 2006 08:00
Lifecrafter
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Profile #2
Sweetheart, it's not like the comments are gonna be any more inane than everything else you people post noawadays.
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Alec is very ane indeed, and let nobody say otherwise.

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The Empire Always Loses: This Time For Sure!
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Apprentice
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Profile #4
I have no idea what's going on, but I'll nod and smile regardless. :)

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ni~pah
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Shaper
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Profile #5
For the degree of reverence afforded to centuries-old Byzantine art by the Orthodox Church, it sure is tedious for me to contemplate. I have an older brother and a roommate who both happen to have become Orthodox, and the obligatory proliferation of iconography in this style is an assault on my delicate aesthetics. I don't get it. Whenever something becomes static, it takes on the stink of atrophy and decay in my nostrils. (Simple translation): what makes one old, flat art style so special and sacred? In all fairness, the icon above in tile is more interesting than most.

The lion is gorgeous. I want to pet da kitty. And that would probably be the end of me.

It is mildly interesting to see what license plates look like in New South Wales.

What is the point of all this? There is no point. Probably like the original post.

-S-

[ Thursday, June 14, 2007 03:27: Message edited by: Synergy ]

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Posts: 2009 | Registered: Monday, September 12 2005 07:00
By Committee
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Profile #6
Alec is indeed the anest of us all.

[ Thursday, June 14, 2007 04:56: Message edited by: Drew ]
Posts: 2242 | Registered: Saturday, April 10 2004 07:00
Guardian
Member # 2080
Profile #7
Alec, huh. God(of Metal) help us all...

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You've long since crossed over into unfounded speculation.
Posts: 1918 | Registered: Sunday, October 13 2002 07:00
Law Bringer
Member # 2984
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quote:
Originally written by Drew:

Alec is indeed the anest of us all.
Oooh! Pun!

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Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair.
I have a love of woodwind instruments.
Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00
Guardian
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By Aran:
quote:
Oooh! Pun!
Meh, I liked the stoplems better.

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If I melt dry ice, can I take a bath without getting wet?
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Posts: 1509 | Registered: Tuesday, January 10 2006 08:00
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Profile #10
quote:
Originally written by Synergy:

blah. blah. I don't get it. more blah blah.
-S-

Sigged!

Edit - Nice to see you back Alec.

[ Thursday, June 14, 2007 07:13: Message edited by: Jumpin' Sarcasmon ]

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WWtNSD?

Synergy - "I don't get it."
Posts: 4114 | Registered: Monday, April 25 2005 07:00
Canned
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Profile #11
The lion is so cute!
I would pet it if it was domesticated.
Note that I'm a guy and saying this :eek:

Edit -And I am watching you with all 5 eyes.
Yes, Infernal Flamming Muffin has 5 eyes.

[ Thursday, June 14, 2007 07:47: Message edited by: Infernal Flamming Muffin ]

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I can transform into almost anything, though not sanity.

I will kill whoever sings "the muffin man". The song is total bull.
Posts: 1799 | Registered: Sunday, February 4 2007 08:00
Infiltrator
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Profile #12
I get that Christ-guy there, and I get teh lion, but what's that car all about?

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I have nothing more to do in this world, so I can go & pester the inhabitants of the next one with a pure concscience.
Posts: 617 | Registered: Tuesday, April 13 2004 07:00
Canned
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Profile #13
An innocent car.
It is not like some one is going to spy from in there!

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I can transform into almost anything, though not sanity.

I will kill whoever sings "the muffin man". The song is total bull.
Posts: 1799 | Registered: Sunday, February 4 2007 08:00
Shaper
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Profile #14
Especially not from behind that glare!

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My Myspace, with some of my audial and visual art
The Lyceum - The Headquarters of the Blades designing community
The Louvre - The Blades of Avernum graphics database
Alexandria - The Blades of Exile Scenario database
BoE Webring - Self explanatory
Polaris - Free porn here
Odd Todd - Fun for the unemployed (and everyone else too)
They Might Be Giants - Four websites for one of the greatest bands in existance
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Posts: 2957 | Registered: Thursday, October 4 2001 07:00
Guardian
Member # 2080
Profile #15
Hmmm... Let's see here... A piece of junk ford economy car~, a very light colored^ lion, and White Jesus*... Clearly the guy who posted those images is a white supremacist...

~economy cars were introduced by the white man to lure the black man away from driving big, tough safe cars(like the deuce and a quarter)
^profoundly close to white
*Nuff said

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You've long since crossed over into unfounded speculation.
Posts: 1918 | Registered: Sunday, October 13 2002 07:00
By Committee
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Profile #16
I reckon the lion is Aslan.
Posts: 2242 | Registered: Saturday, April 10 2004 07:00
Guardian
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Tash!
Tash!
Inexorable Tash!
Irresistible Tash!


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I'm moving to Mars next week, so if you have any boxes...
- Steven Wright
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You arrive at a village when the sun meets the earth, hoping to find rest for the night. The inn door is open and a candle sits lit but none are there to attend you. Deserted, it seems, but still there are voices. You follow them out to the center of town where all have come to gather round a fire and a white bearded man whose eyes show more knowledge then any other you’ve met. A few give you a nod while others turn away, but the old man smiles at you and motions for you to sit. A place up front is still open so you make your way to it carefully laying your pack beside you. The warmth of the fire is a welcome comfort from the evening chill and you close your eyes for a moment as you turn up your face to catch more. The hum of the voices begins to subside and the children are being hushed. You open your eyes and focus on the flames as the old man starts to tell his tale. The flames dance to his words and seem to take shape. In your minds eye you watch the events unfold.

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A long, long time ago, before man or beast, before land or sea, before earth or even time, there was law, there was chaos, and there was the void. Law and chaos resided within the void which had no bounds. This was before the beginning. Then, in the very first moment, law and chaos came together. Time began. They watched time grow. One second, one minute, an hour, a day. Time stretched out over all the void. One year, one decade, a millennia, an age. Law was very pleased with it all but chaos grew bored. One second was the same as the last and would be the same as the next. There were no surprises, no upsets… no unexpected events. So chaos came together with law again and reaching into the void where none had been, now there was. They created the atom. Law loved the precision and the order of the variety of what could be. Chaos loved the constant motion and change, and even instability. Time also enjoyed the atom for it now had something to observe as it aged. With law’s supervision, time and chaos brought the atoms together to create the stars, the planets and other heavenly bodies. Where once there was not, now there was. They filled the void to it’s utmost as far as infinity could see. Stars claimed planets which in turn claimed moons. Asteroids took orbit and comets took flight. Amongst them all was one alone with which time fell in love. He named her Earth. Time enveloped Earth alone in all the void, and brought about more there then had ever been done. Earth loved time for it. Such a love that they shared had never been known. They were in concert for ages upon ages until, in a perfect moment, Time and Earth came together. In the swell and peak of their love… they created life! Earth flourished as time aged and none was more beautiful then her because of it. Plant and animal sprung up, ever changing, ever expanding. They filled the land and the air and the sea on Earth alone. Time, then, seemed to slow, as every second was filled with more and more of life. Now, chaos had been watching, always watching as Earth’s beauty increased. Chaos became jealous. So with cunning, chaos came together with earth and time and created man. Thus did chaos mark the beginning of the end.

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All is silent for a moment. You’re not sure how long. The flames come back into focus dancing of their own accord, though low on the well burnt wood. The voices begin to return though hushed. Some young ones have fallen asleep. You look up into the eyes of the old man who stares deeply back at you. No more words are spoken but much is conveyed. He nods at you and you nod back. You stretch and pick up your pack. Slowly you make your way back to the inn as a tear unknowingly escapes your eye. You wonder if any of it could be true or if this old man’s tale is just an old wives tale. Who can really know? One thing is for sure, though. They will never survive the raid. You promise yourself to make sure they die quickly, maybe even tonight… in their sleep. You pay for your room and set to work sharpening your dagger. Yes, quickly tonight, before the others arrive. That would be best for all.

The End

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There was a wise owl who lived in an oak.
The more he heard, the less he spoke.
The less he spoke, the more he heard.
Why can't we all be like that wise old bird?
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By Committee
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Arms, and the man I sing, who, forc'd by fate,
And haughty Juno's unrelenting hate,
Expell'd and exil'd, left the Trojan shore.
Long labors, both by sea and land, he bore,
And in the doubtful war, before he won
The Latian realm, and built the destin'd town;
His banish'd gods restor'd to rites divine,
And settled sure succession in his line,
From whence the race of Alban fathers come,
And the long glories of majestic Rome.
O Muse! the causes and the crimes relate;
What goddess was provok'd, and whence her hate;
For what offense the Queen of Heav'n began
To persecute so brave, so just a man;
Involv'd his anxious life in endless cares,
Expos'd to wants, and hurried into wars!
Can heav'nly minds such high resentment show,
Or exercise their spite in human woe?

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Law Bringer
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@Embodied Perfection:

Where did that come from, or did you write it?

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Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair.
I have a love of woodwind instruments.
Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00
La Canaliste
Member # 5563
Profile #21
Maybe here

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I am a mater of time and how .

Deep down, you know you should have voted for Alcritas!
Posts: 387 | Registered: Tuesday, March 1 2005 08:00
Apprentice
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Profile #22
quote:
Originally written by jg.faust:

@Embodied Perfection:

Where did that come from, or did you write it?

Tis an original of my own making. Maybe not an original idea, but I didn't read anything else for inspiration save, perhaps, LotR for style.

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There was a wise owl who lived in an oak.
The more he heard, the less he spoke.
The less he spoke, the more he heard.
Why can't we all be like that wise old bird?
Posts: 10 | Registered: Wednesday, December 13 2006 08:00
Law Bringer
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Well, I like genesis myths (sorry for dredging this up), so I found this one quite intriguing. I wrote something in that fashion once (but woefully padded and written in a forced archaic style, that I fortunately improved a bit in editing).

Any larger context? Who is the main character, and who are the "others", and why is it in second person? :)

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Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. | I have a love of woodwind instruments.
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It started out as an idea for a BoA scenario. The main character is a scout, the "others" are the rest of the raiding party.

I wrote it all down but grew impatient with myself for not working on it. The task of learning to script is daunting.

There is more to the story...

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There was a wise owl who lived in an oak.
The more he heard, the less he spoke.
The less he spoke, the more he heard.
Why can't we all be like that wise old bird?
Posts: 10 | Registered: Wednesday, December 13 2006 08:00

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