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Philip, upon reading the issue with his adoptee mother Nora, chucks the pamphlet away. He swears to himself before turning to a close friend of his, "Do you know how slimy these Ascended are? Truly abhorrent disgustin' creatures! If I had known this earlier those glowy-eyed bastards wouldn't have lived to see another day." He pauses for a moment before continuing, "I told one of 'em that if he hurt her, I'd 'ave his head. Perhaps I have a visit to pay."

Eyes of a deep blue hue haze over, any sign of clear consciousness far from present in them. Thoughts of animals dance across his foggy brain, then thoughts of tribes and loud music, he feels his eyes betray him as colourful wisps flow from around him yet he remains untouched on the forest floor. He begins to hum along to the phantom music and taps his foot against an oak tree like a human metronome. He blinks and the wisps fade away, kind of like his sanity; fleeting. Sobriety was for those who hadn’t yet realized just how bad the world was yet. Who cares if he ate a random mushroom deep in a forgotten forest floor? It’s not like Nora - Nora. Guilt pangs in his chest as he thinks of how disapproving she was of his drinking. And how Duncan was his only friend yet he had abandoned him without word. Philip grits his teeth. He can’t bare the thought of his only friends hating him but he couldn’t blame them. Tears begin to form at the corners of his eyes and without warning they fell, one after another until he sat up as to not choke on his own wracking sobs. Much like a switch, or rather a flash fire, even among his hysterical mind he has another thought. What was that saying? If a man sobs but no one is around to hear it, did the tree really fall? It was like he had never heard a joke within his 30 years of living. Sobs of despair suddenly turned into choked laughter. A grin etched its way on to his face and now he was gasping for air from laughing so hard. The depths of the forest around him swallowed up every noise Philip made. After thirty minutes of on-and-off-again sobbing sobriety hit him like a drunkard against pavement. No new thoughts. Just silence. Without knowing exactly what he was doing or why he was doing it, Philip slowly lifted himself from the ground and began to walk. Carelessly and mindlessly he traversed passed large oak trees without a sound but his light footsteps. Only an hour or two later, he emerged out of the nature-y abyss and collapsed on the side of a pathway.

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How do I mend a broken heart? My entire world has fallen apart. How do I find hope in a brand new day, when the one I love has gone away? My mind overflows with memories of you, of all that we've shared, all that we knew. I long for your touch and your warm embrace, the look in your eyes, the smile on your face. My dreams are filled with your soft gentle kiss, I wake and cry for all that I miss. How do I mend a broken heart, when my one true love and I are apart? My heart knows to love only you, it won't let go, what do I do? Our moments together were precious and few, but I cherished them all more than you knew. I love you, my angel, and always will. I loved you then and I love you still. @Toxzero

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"I did not understand a word of this but I can tell it has been written with understanding. Or drafted by a man who has breathed in one too many breaths of thanhium." Morrighaen comments offhandedly.

RP Information Name: Morrighaen Age: 40 something Race: Human, Adunian Title and topic of book for application: The Differences of Men - How to tell whether or not it's a man or woman OOC Information MC Name: Amordrin **I can't come in to interview until after this upcoming Wednesday (May 24th)

1 minute? you must actively use your sword a lot

i paused my Legion episode for you because of that notification i hope you're happy <3

okay also - i don't quite understand the dilemma here. anyone who says 'gender roles don't exist' is flat out ignoring every day life.

i've never played a villainous character (well, blunt and aggressive but never evil) but i'll tell you a story so gather 'round. t'was a fine day in Johannesburg when my character, who happened to be a guard, was arresting a big bad ol' electric evocationist. soon after he was thrown in a cell another mage was arrested as well! these two conniving bastards then broke out of the prison! and almost killed the guards! wow! also when unbaed beat the **** out of my character with a sack of doorknobs.

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it.

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Trade Completed.

Trade Completed.