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 Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 6:14 am
This is the porch of the Big House.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 12:45 pm
Greg got to the porch of the Big House, before he saw his reflection in a puddle of water. He was covered in bruses, and a long cut went down his side. He looked behind himself, and saw the trail of blood he left behind. He took another step toward the door, then collapsed.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 3:32 pm
CYndel comeing from the forest saw the guy lying there and looked around. SHe picked him up gently and took him inside to the infirmary.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 8:46 am
Mr.D walked out of the Big House and to the porch. There he called out:
"Listen, brats! we're all leaving for the park at noon! Bring your weapons, and don't be late!"
Mr.D then went back inside the Big House to get a Diet Coke.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 6:56 pm
Ara carried Eric and the ambrosia square into the infirmary. "Take good care of him!" She called out. She had a life, and stuff to do. The kid looked like he was going to be fine. The ambrosia had done wonders, he was going to be fine and she was sure the infirmary people could fix him up in less then a day. She needed to get ready. The christams dance was soon, and she had spent all her time swimming instead of getting ready. What ever I am, She thought I'm not an Aphrodite kid. If I was, I'd 've had my make-up and dress a month ago! She wandered towards her cabin, lost in thought.
((Edit: I cut about half of this and put it in the cabins forum.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 7:20 am
Eric woke with a start " aghghgh. hey weres my sythe. andwhy the h@#l am i one the porch" he then reilized today was the dance" i have to go and ........ ow! why does my hair feel like it was attacked by a vacume, wht ever im going to get my sythe.
((I look back now and see how bad I was before this guild...... Holy $hit))
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 9:24 am
Quinlan Hall Quinn lost sight of the boy who ventured into the camp before him. The Big House stood out and this is what caused him to head in its direction. There was no doubt that someone would be inside such a large building. Dragging himself to the porch of the structure, Quinlan dropped onto all fours and panted for air. "Hello, I need a little help," he called out. His head still pound mercilessly, but the young man tried to stay conscious.When no one came to his calls, the young man pushed himself back to his feet and moved shakily to the porch banister. He enjoyed the view, no matter how strange the buildings looked. Then Quinn noticed moving figures and his eyes lit up at the sight. Maybe they could help explain everything to him, well at least the minor parts that he could make sense of. Dragging himself off the porch, he made for the cabins.[[Exit]]
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