Posts by Lethal_at_heart

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    Perhaps you could do an event where the advanced players are paired with less-advanced players for a week to improve their skills?


    I know its almost exactly like the Roleplay Tutoring Board, but maybe you could have a mini version of it ;)

    Yeah, i'm museless for two of my three characters, and what I usually do is listen to music and force myself to type through it. Within time I usually regain some muse.


    Not a very good suggestion but you know, it works for me.

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    [size=10px]female ★ the nox ★ trooper


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    [justify][size=11px] /heavy breathing
    I NEED A HAUNTEDHOLLOWS THREAD


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width:155px: borderwidth=0px; margin-top: 45px; margin-right: 30px; margin-left: 30px; overflow: auto; color: gray][font=latha][size=5]MAIZE ★

    [size=10px]female ★ the nox ★ trooper


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    [justify][size=11px]Track-a-lack yo


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width:155px: borderwidth=0px; margin-top: 45px; margin-right: 30px; margin-left: 30px; overflow: auto; color: gray][font=latha][size=5]MAIZE ★

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    [justify][size=11px] We need everyone to be interrogated and give an alibi. This is a serious world-wide concern: the death of the murdered muse.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width:155px: borderwidth=0px; margin-top: 45px; margin-right: 30px; margin-left: 30px; overflow: auto; color: gray][font=latha][size=5]MAIZE ★

    [size=10px]female ★ the nox ★ trooper


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    [justify][size=11px] Or perhaps we should dissect it and discover how it the crime was committed o:


    but rlly bruh i have no muse for maize ;-;


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    [justify][size=11px] Maize crouched from a distance, her stocky figure trembling under the pounding of the elements. Her gray gaze managed to make out a figure through the downpour, one she didn't recognize. Sorely leaping to her feet, she pushed towards the silhouette reluctantly. Who in their right mind would go through a storm at this hour?


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    Yuvon tread lightly, his large and diligent limbs moving towards the group at a slow and relaxed pace. His scales shimmered in the iridescent light of the sky, making it seem as if he was a moving mirage. Poisonous gas - toxic to many things besides a dragon - leaked out of his mouth, rolling across his reptilian body and into the air behind him. The large serpent stopped behind the other dragons, his small yet focused eyes scanning each of them with a quick swipe before he lowered his hind to the ground.


    He was a large dragon, his standing figure towering over most he looked upon, and his yellow eyes burned with a passion into anyone's who dared to stare at him. Appearance-wise, he was a golden dragon with large spikes that neatly rolled down his back, and delicate feather ears that topped off his head quite nicely. His lack of wings made him more vulnerable to air attacks, but his flexibility and speed increase greatly without the extra limbs.


    Exhaling with a big cloud of smoke, Yuvon opened his mouth and let out a big yawn. The three hundred and fifty-six year old would have greeted his colleagues, but he was mute, and still couldn't quite control his telepathy. Besides, he was more of a silent type anyway.

    ( reference: here except he's not a sea dragon, so just put four legs on him and that's what he looks like ;) )


    Yuvon watched from a distance, his iridescent scales assisting him little as they reflected the sun from above. He flicked a feathered ear as he emerged, seeing as they would discover his presence anyway. The three hundred and fifty-six year old galloped briskly, his serpent body covering quite the distance as he approached the mythological creatures. He gave a bow of the head, showing that he meant no harm towards the water dwellers.


    Getting the dragons in sight, he aimed to shoot a message to their minds, "Greetings, water-dwellers, I don't believe we've met. If that's the case, I introduce myself as Yuvon, a slither." he shakily sent, wincing as he used the terminology that was often used by those who spoke dragon-tongue. A slither was what many called the ones with no wings, and Yuvon fit the category perfectly. He swayed his golden tail, sitting at the edge of the bank while he waited for a reply.

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    [justify][size=11px] The northern inuit persevered, her breath becoming heavy and her fur plastered to her sides. Seeing the figure jump onto a porch, she followed. Unfortunately though, a foreign debris smacked her in the head, forcing out a startled yowl and sending her back a few feet. She wouldn't give up though, not now. Maize dragged herself to her feet and shook her head, tucking her chin into her chest as she reached the rickety platform. The trooper collapsed on the steps and let her head follow, a groan emitting from her mouth as the rain soaked her backside. "What kind of canine goes out in a storm in this hour?" she asked the pup, flopping the rest of her body onto the porch.


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    [justify][size=11px]( I love this place, and will wrap up my private threads and all ic stuff, but i'll still be here ooc. Its just... muse is dead and schedule is tight. )


    It was all so sudden, the decision she made. What had ran through her mind when she finally chose to leave she didn't know, but what she did know was that she wouldn't be gone forever. She loved this place too much to abandon it.


    The northern inuit looked back to see if she was followed, but saw nothing but the morning's sunrise. Maize sat down with a smile, opening her maw to say her final goodbyes, and hoping someone would catch onto her words.


    "Alright, if anyone is out there, I would like to say my farewells. This pack I have treasured for so long, and I hoped that this day would never come, but alas, it seems that wasn't my destiny. Now, the reason I am leaving is not because I dislike this place, or its treatment to other animals, but that I need a little break. A lot has happened in the last week, and I don't want to take my frustration out on anyone. This is just a little journey I will take, and perhaps I can bring something useful back when I return. When will I return? That's undecided for now, but all I can say is that i'll be back once I get my life together. Thank you for everything you have offered me, Noxians, and I bid you farewell." she concluded, blinking the bleariness from her eyes as she turned around and took a deep breath.


    This was her new destiny that she desired, and she would follow it.


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