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 Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 1:27 pm
xX_hamstertears_Xx poofed into this guild as she was invited. Frowning, she remembered that she had at first decided not to join more than three roleplays (which she already did), but decided to forget about that. Then again, she remembered that everyone always had called her Hamster or HT, so why did she introduce herself as xX_hamstertears_Xx (twice) and waste so much time typing? Clueless, she sighed and decided to stop doing nothing. "Why hello everyone!" she exclaimed. 'Why did I just yell?' she thought to herself, 'And why am I so clueless? Will I ever figure out what I'm actually doing?'In addition to that, she decided to change any present tense to past tense because all actions have already been done, and it wouldn't make sense if it was in present tense. Maybe someone could have helped to clear up Hamster's mind and... and... er... um... stop her from forgetting what to say? (which gives her brain failures occasionally)
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 7:03 pm
A muffled scream pierced through the quiet as a boy the age of 14 fell from a trapdoor. Wondering how he had got there, he remembered that he was looking through the many roleplaying guild that Gaia has to offer. Next thing that happens is that he is falling into an introduction thread. If there was one thing that he knew, was that he should just go with the flow. This being said, he nervously got up, and waved at the many roleplayers surrounding him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:34 am
Anaksha approached the Guild Hall with caution. She had attended other guilds before, but since it's members no longer participated in them, she left to seek other guilds. However she was skeptical about this one, being as it contained more members than she was used to. She pushed open the door of the Hall and peeked around it. It appeared quaint and orderly, like a Guild Hall should display. Already there was a crowd, and Anaksha walked inside to join them, excited at the new prospects the guild could hold.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 1:21 pm
 [ ✗ I am who I am not ✗ ]
Upon drinking a small vile that had been labled 'drink me', a blond haired, green eyed girl disappers from her home in Florida and appers in the middle of a strange new guild's main hall. She frowns. "This wasn't suppost to happen. I was expecting to shrink! I needed to find the back to my earring, not enter a new guild." Never the less, the girl remembers she does love roleplaying, and so desides to wander around, using the power of roleplay magic to give herself a name tag that simply said;
ThatMayhemMayFollow; but you can call me Mayhem, TMMF, Melanie, or Mel.
As she walked farther into the guild, she saw many new people, cautiously saying hello to each one.
[ ✗ I negate and confirm. ✗ ]
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 6:21 am
Zack Novas, 18 year old with short messy blonde hair, had got lost in a cave whilst exploring. Fortunately, he found a door which lead him out, but transported him to this strange guild. He looked about wildly and then pulled out a notebook from his bag making a few quick notes on his interesting surroundings as he had done since he began roleplaying eight years ago.
Looking about he noticed some interesting looking people and decided to add them to his character list which consisted of Makuro the liger lycan, Erebus the vampire mafia lord and many others. He nodded with satisfaction. It was going to be interesting.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 2:09 pm
One foot planted firmly in front of the other, the lurker entered upon the guild. It was not uncommon for her to join these things and then never give them a second glance, but boredom has driven her to the utmost extreme, and immediately upon joining, she did something uncharacteristic of her. The lurker sent in two applications for rps and began her trek into the guild.
Now she found herself standing in a hall of introduction, and she prepped herself for the grand intro... then finding herself rather unimportant simply threw some words together and slunk off into the dark.
She left behind herself a note.
The Lurker I am Lurker-chan, and I love to rp (obviously). If you need an extra person, send me an invite and I'll almost always join if its literate. And not a fanfic. Otherwise, I will remain in the dark back ground, because I seem to like it here...
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 1:58 am
KannaLazuli tripped clumsily toward the hall of the Guild. Carrying the memories of past RP's in her scattered brain, each with their own set of "do's" and "don't's", she reached the front door and tapped lightly on the wood. When no one responded, she knocked louder, then finally gave up and pushed the door in, turning the handle.
Scanning the room nervously, she saw a wide array of people congregating in the hall. Thoughts of past adventures in RP's suddenly faded from her mind and were replaced by a solitary realization.
It's so BIG here!
Swallowing hard, she found the nearest chair and placed her newbie self into it. Flipping back her blue-purple hair and retrieving a book and an mp3 player from her purse, she waited for the right moment to introduce herself.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 10:31 am
After accepting the guild invite celestrialdarkmoon looked around at all there was to see of the new place. With a love of RPing, and drawing and showing off art work, it seemed a good place to join. however, long-winded speeches, and descriptions of every leaf of the tree is not a part of Celestrial's preferences. Keeping things nice and simple is the best way to go for this RPer, who now leaves the introduction court.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:26 am
After tripping up the stairs, a rather short young woman shuffled into the introduction hall, staring at everything from others' socks to the ceiling tiles. 'Ooh, shiny,' she thought, barely resisting the urge to stroke a well-polished silver candle holder. She was easily amused and easily intrigued, which probably contributed to her decision to join the guild.
Grabbing a nametag, she scribbled two words on it and stuck it to her jacket. It read "Jeune demoiselle," though, given the state of the handwriting, it was unlikely that anybody would be able to read it. Feeling shy, jeune scuttled over to a rather large sofa and sunk into it, deciding to wait for somebody to approach her rather than being the first to speak.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 10:30 pm
In the dead of the night, a figure approached the great gates of the castle. The stars shone above on the crisp evening, a light powdering of snow crunching beneath the figure's light padded feet. As the light from the grand place shone out to the gates, the figure slowly came into view. It was not a normal looking figure, but one who trod on four paws, and sported colors unlike any other.
"Hmm..interesting." The voice that slid out of the ebony muzzle was not threatening nor was it dangerous. It was calm, collected, almost wise in a way. The violet bandit's mask with the golden stripes on the wolf's face seemed to give the wolf a menacing appearance, however in the light, it was clear that the owner of said mask, was nothing of the sort. Slowly trotting, leaving small foot prints into the courtyard of the place, the fae made her way up the steps and into the great hallway. Once inside, it was clear that the violet mask was not the only oddity about her. Down her spine was the same violet, as well as her paws. Down her throat, chest and underbelly was a stark contrasting white, as well as on the tip of her tail. Her ears played with a goldenrod color, while the rest of her coat was as black as the night. Her eyes were a sparkling gold, thinking and wise in their glistening glory. With a shake of her fur, her body changed, limbs lengthening, black and violet robes wrapping around the growing woman's body, covering her fair skin. Long golden locks fell down to her mid back, her eyes shifting to a sparkling snowflake blue. Her tail disappeared, and before the moment had passed, a lovely young woman in a black and purple silk kimono stood in the hallway, walking forward with a timeless sophistication. She looked around at the somewhat empty place, wondering if she was perhaps the only one in the area. A light layer of dust lay on the floor she noticed, signaling the place had not been visited in months at least.
The time wielding she-wolf just continued on, looking for a place to relax for a while, perhaps waiting for another soul to join her if any were around...
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 9:07 am
Fiory Wolfess In the dead of the night, a figure approached the great gates of the castle. The stars shone above on the crisp evening, a light powdering of snow crunching beneath the figure's light padded feet. As the light from the grand place shone out to the gates, the figure slowly came into view. It was not a normal looking figure, but one who trod on four paws, and sported colors unlike any other. "Hmm..interesting." The voice that slid out of the ebony muzzle was not threatening nor was it dangerous. It was calm, collected, almost wise in a way. The violet bandit's mask with the golden stripes on the wolf's face seemed to give the wolf a menacing appearance, however in the light, it was clear that the owner of said mask, was nothing of the sort. Slowly trotting, leaving small foot prints into the courtyard of the place, the fae made her way up the steps and into the great hallway. Once inside, it was clear that the violet mask was not the only oddity about her. Down her spine was the same violet, as well as her paws. Down her throat, chest and underbelly was a stark contrasting white, as well as on the tip of her tail. Her ears played with a goldenrod color, while the rest of her coat was as black as the night. Her eyes were a sparkling gold, thinking and wise in their glistening glory. With a shake of her fur, her body changed, limbs lengthening, black and violet robes wrapping around the growing woman's body, covering her fair skin. Long golden locks fell down to her mid back, her eyes shifting to a sparkling snowflake blue. Her tail disappeared, and before the moment had passed, a lovely young woman in a black and purple silk kimono stood in the hallway, walking forward with a timeless sophistication. She looked around at the somewhat empty place, wondering if she was perhaps the only one in the area. A light layer of dust lay on the floor she noticed, signaling the place had not been visited in months at least. The time wielding she-wolf just continued on, looking for a place to relax for a while, perhaps waiting for another soul to join her if any were around...
He shook his head violently, as if to clear the cobwebs that had settled there. Grabbing the shiny mirror he kept by his bed, he marched out of his room to find this new visitor. Unfortunately, he hadn't prepared any of their special wines but he hoped whoever was at his door didn't mind too badly. He held his breath. With one last self-appraisal he glided into the hall, soundlessly and unobtrusively like the butler he was.
"Welcome, my lady," he said, bowing elegantly towards the fae. "Is there anything I can get for you?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 3:00 am
It had been a long while since he'd dawned his gear. Longer still since he'd had to use it. Dadarian flicked his helmet's HUD to life, the familiar hum as the mechanisms and servos whirred into life calming him. The HUD's display flickered and his view was no longer obscured. "Greetings Dadarian - Commands: Mode Help C: D: Apps" "Apps, Music... Give me a song to get my blood goin'," Dadarian shouldered his gear bag and stepped into his descent pod, "Deep breath now... oh screw it I hate this part." a mighty lurch shook through the little craft as it dropped abruptly from the mechanisms holding it onto the interstellar frigate in orbit. It rocketed swiftly down to earth, shuddering slightly as turbulence from the atmosphere battered away against the constant correction of the fins and thrusters on the craft's exterior. Knuckles white, music blaring, and teeth rattling Dadarian plummeted down to his destination. To a guild on Gaia where his services would again be needed. Where he will seek out his destiny once more...
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 3:59 pm
Dangcoconuts, returning to the digital realm after cleansing her computer of viruses, stumbled upon a small door, clearly announcing itself as the Introduction Hall.
She glanced around the long, extravagant hallway before returning her curious gaze at the door.
From a distance, the indecisive girl seemed lost.
She stood tall, dressed in a casual jean,cardigan, and scarf (tied securely around her neck). Her long bangs shielded her eyes, blinding her. However, her bright brown eyes could be seen shinning from under her naturally lengthy black hair, despite her own sight-impairment.
Deciding it be best not to linger, a hesitant, but steady hand pushed open the heavy doors eagerly.
In front of the young girl was a splendid hall. Despite the crowd of people obscuring her view, the room made a deep impression on the small lady, for every structure glimmered of gold. The gold was molded out of ideas that created this imaginative world, and the teenager smiled at the thought of her own ideas adding to this astonishing place.
"I hope to create magic out of words here..." The cheesy words tumbled out of their own accord (not directed to anyone in particular), but the excitement could not be concealed, thus flowing out in her articulate, calm, and polished voice.
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