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 Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 4:07 pm
He sent another text message; These people probably aren't normal...
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 3:22 pm
Rosalind smiled in recognition of her classmate's greeting, but sat with her eyes closed humming.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 4:53 pm
Jack smiled, then threw a lighter under the teachers desk. He laughed as it caught.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 5:55 pm
The wood of the desk began to char and smoke. A pungent smell invaded the air. As quickly as all of this had happened, though, things were restored. Thin, winding arms of vines grew from the blackened spots and made amends. Rosalind continued to hum in time with the plants' movements until they recoiled themselves and shrunk out of view. The desk stood impeccable once more.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 5:57 pm
Jack scowled and didn't use a lighter this time, he threw a match. Don't you dare... He silently thought.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 6:02 pm
A small, dewy leaf glided in through an open window and doused the flame.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 6:16 pm
He gritted his teeth, but relaxed and started his own flame, a magic one that couldn't be put out until he wanted it to.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 9:51 am
[I'm wondering if, perhaps, I should make this power over herbs belong to another just to have been misleading... I think, perhaps, I shall, for it will create some reason for characters to actually speak to one another. Dearest Kilikrox, you've changed your player's name... Or do you have more than one?]
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 10:05 am
((Hm? What do you mean?))
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 11:38 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 11:42 am
((Whoops, got him mixed up with another RP character I have... EDITING TIME!!!))
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 6:44 pm
He sighed and walked over to the flame. He surrounded it, actually lifting off of the teacher's desk somehow. It sat there, floating in his chest like some weird nightlight. "Ummmm... vhere should I be puttink zis?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 8:21 pm
Rosalind stopped humming and pointed, eyes still closed, directly at Jack's desk.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 5:59 am
He did as she suggested. "Hur hur hur! Let's see how you like your things set on fire!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 9:33 am
she smiled and laughed a little, "he's notr going to like this" she thought to herself,
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