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03-26-2006, 09:17 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Curub, you wouldn't last a day Rpg'ing with us!
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03-26-2006, 09:19 PM
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Elf Lord
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: In a field of paper flowers
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I sense a challenge in the air.
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03-26-2006, 09:21 PM
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Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: In trouble. As usual.
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You gonna take that Curub
 *Starts hacking at the 90 second rule for the millionth time*
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03-26-2006, 09:25 PM
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Elf Lord
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: In a field of paper flowers
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Let's see who the Alpha male really is.
*stabs the ninety second rule*
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Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort. |
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03-27-2006, 04:16 AM
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The Chocoholic Sea Elf Administrator
Join Date: Jan 2002
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Tsssk, Curubethion, I can see you've become Lief's padawan.
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03-27-2006, 04:30 AM
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Andúril the White
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Hmm. I am hopeless at RPGs. I lose interest as quickly as I develop it.
That being said, my first character was an extremely perverted Thing (not even sure what I was) in the Room (Room: locked). Luckily I kept him under control. Next character in the second Wine RPG was a Maia disguised as an Elf Lord.
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03-27-2006, 05:05 AM
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The Black Númenórean
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and after the first two posts he dissapeared...we think the thing in the Room (locked) had something to do with it.
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03-27-2006, 05:08 AM
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Andúril the White
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I remember the Thing had a very large sceptre.
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03-27-2006, 05:10 AM
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The Black Númenórean
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Yep, and for a minute it talked and liked to be pet as I recall...Skittish thing really. What can I say, I like em tall, dark and locked in a room...
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03-27-2006, 08:34 PM
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Fenway Ranger, Lord of Red Sox Nation
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Quote:
Which reminds me...you still haven't locked it yet!
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