Amorphbutt
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Wooo! Destroyed the fragile peace in between the Hightowers and the Kharajyr! I LOVE THIS PLACE!
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Yay! Maimed a mother!
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What if the Creator is actually Iblees and he just wanted to screw with the humans so much into making them worship him.
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High Elves are fabulous cookies dipped in the best poisons ma- elve- High Elves have to offer
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High Elves aren't racist, they just don't like people that aren't as pretty as themselves.
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*is bombarded by PMs IG, grabs shotgun*
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Mi ib makin gobo tu bi friendz wif puuny pinkehz (halflings).
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The Red Chains | West Anthos Slaving Company
Amorphbutt replied to Wretched's topic in Inactive Guilds
[iC] Name: Si'Janehsi [iC] Subrace: Kha'Cheetrah [iC] Gender: Female [iC] Age: 25 [OOC] Username: Ionmaster [OOC] Accepted VA numbers: 2abc and 3ab -
Orc-Halfling. It must happen.
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The reason why humans live older than 80-90 in LOTC: The whole race is made up of half elves (which does nothing, and makes it worse)
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Outside of the forests of Leumalin, if anyone go deep enough into it, you shall find a clearing. And for some reason, it smells of death. Flies in massive amounts buzz above and around a figure lying against a tree, it seemingly not moving. As you get closer, the smell of rotting flesh increases, causing you to gag at the putrid aroma of dead body. But once you get a clear look at the body, the horror arises within you. A well maimed, dead elf lies there, a large jagged wound on his left leg, maggots within, feasting upon the dead flesh of this elf, an ear cut off, lying on the ground beside his feet. His nose, on his lap, dry blood all over his mouth, and lower face, flies swarming around it, maggots, and various insects all over his body. Yet the horror doesn't end there. The upper lip of this poor creature is partially cut off, hanging by a strip of flesh, swinging as the flies go on and off of it. His throat is cut open, clearly revealing what killed this poor being. Yet, besides a large amount of blood in the area, and on the tree, there is no sign of whom killed this innocent elf, other than footmarks on the ground, too soggy with the blood from this man to see. Elves of Malinor beware, for death has come.
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I will kill the next person who uses Rhia's avatar.
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"A leet'awl burdie tawld Janehsi dawt aypes liekd dere e'awrs~ Le'awts see haw dey leik unleh hawv'awn wan!"
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*walks up to find the Leumalin gates closed* "Okay, who is at war with Malinor this time?"
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High Elves don't breathe, they just gasp. Often.
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Banned for having exactly 878 posts. Unoriginal much?
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Knox feeds upon the tears of young children and the blood of everything. -Trufax.
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I go sleep now. Bai bai, High Elves, kharajyr, hoominz, pointy-eared hoominz, short fat things, walking cacti, hairy-footed rat people.
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