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xoxomenai rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 19 (1-20)
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 Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 10:30 am
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He had come looking for clues. Maybe there was a reason why the fog had chosen him, had followed him, transformed him, caused all this. If the Insanity could permeate the mist, maybe there was a way to dispel it as well.
The first room Kiwi stepped into was ... odd, to say the least. An entire forest of blackened trees ran the length of it. Surprisingly, they still had leaves, in hues of purple, blue, pink, practically any shade except what they should have been.
Kiwi frowned, and opened a new door.
Snow blew fresh and cold in his face. He readjusted his scarf, inwardly grateful to Ying for making it, and stepped inside.
Snow and ice blanketed this room. Here and there, odd little saplings sprouted, coated in a shimmering layer of ice. Tall slate-grey cliffs rose on either side of him, and it was hard to tell if the blizzard before him was ice, or mist. Perhaps he could find something here ...
A shadowy figure drifted ahead, lost somewhere in the flurry and frost. Curiosity overtook Kiwi as he headed towards it, his mind anxiously recalling the shadowy figures he had once encountered here.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 3:18 pm
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This snowy figure, however, was a boil dressed in shorts and a shirt, enjoying the flurry of ice and snow. The cold wind whipped white hair as the wind blew through it, slapping him in the neck, the shoulders, arms and face. He didn't care. He felt at home here. With a happy sigh, he lifted his arms above his head and gave off something of a laugh. It was raspy and deep from not being used that much. Laughter wasn't apart of his nature unless he felt completely comfortable.
Jack, he loved the cold like this..
All footsteps in the snow were unheard because of the howling wind in his floppy ears. Most would think him insane if they didn't know him to be a snow Stag. Finally, he fell backwards into the snow, arms open wide as he made an outline of himself from sagging. Sinking deeply he let out a happy sigh.
"So good."
xoxomenai (( I'll roll my next post. I FORGOT TO DO IT. X__x;; ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 6:58 pm
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Bronze Coffee rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 9:42 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 11:47 pm
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Ah ... Uller?? ... what a curious name in it's own right. Kiwi tugged on his scarf, trying his best to seem impassive to the boil's question despite the gusting cold snow.
What had he been thinking coming here?? ... He wasn't will to admit that he was perhaps a little bit lost, and little bit disoriented by the sudden change of climate.
"C-c-could we p-perhaps move first?? ..." He asked, beginning off through the snow before the boil had time to protest.
It wasn't long before Kiwi came across another door, and threw it wide to reveal a craggy mountain slope framed by a glowing sunset sky. Well, at least it wasn't freezing. He stepped inside, waiting a moment for the student to arrive.
He shrugged his arms and shuddered, feeling warmth beginning to seep into his bones again. " ... Ahhh, that's better. I ... well, I kind of got lost. This place is like a maze."
Not to mention, somewhere in here likely lurked the remains of a grey, misty world that made the horseman's mind shudder more than any arctic snowstorm ever could.
Kiwi fell silent a moment, before a thought occurred to him. "... How would you feel about a little one on one, Uller??" he piped up, smiling softly. "Horsemen versus student. We could at least get a good workout." He stamped the rocky ground for emphasis.
Saint Sergio And tag! Trying to get us to the battle part |D <3
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