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Post by Frost on Jul 4, 2008 14:42:26 GMT 10
((I gotta bracelet now? Oh whatever, I'll just go along with it)) Eloise checked the map...There,Eloise pointed, that one root that sticks out fo the ground, but it's probably guarded by thousands of people. She decided that she would have a bigger chance if she tried to get out from the top, after trying to find a possible way to escape she just gave up, this was stupid, she thought, she felt tears starting to form in her eyes, she wiped them away and looked again, there has to be a way. "aha!,"She whispered.
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Post by Farrelei on Jul 4, 2008 17:16:50 GMT 10
((Stop fighting DX You all suck at roleplaying. JUST KIDDING!!! XD Oh, and it's 'Elsatra' On 'Elastra' like everyone's saying))
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Post by Farrelei on Jul 4, 2008 17:17:24 GMT 10
((I might get another character in here cause Ferrith can't really do anything can he?))
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Post by Farrelei on Jul 4, 2008 17:26:29 GMT 10
Username: Farrelei Name: Esirith Age: ...? Gender: Female Race: Human? Location: ...? Rank/Job: None. Bio: She has lived outside for so long, shunned because of her facial infection, that she has forgotten how long she has lived, where she lives, she has forgotten everything. And everything has forgotten her. Appearance: Other:
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Post by Frost on Jul 4, 2008 18:11:02 GMT 10
((coool, post!))
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Post by Milk on Jul 4, 2008 20:07:14 GMT 10
((its not only a facial thing its on her hand aswell.))
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Post by Farrelei on Jul 5, 2008 12:17:37 GMT 10
((Hmm, that was just gonna be blood... But okay! She'll come in later)) Legend says that when the great scribe Jeremiah left the Tree with allowance by the President, he once came across a monstorous blizzard. As he set out seeking a place to stay for the night, he heard the wails and the moaning of a woman amidst the snow. And his eyes lit up with pure fear when he saw ghost of one long-dead. It is said that staring into her eyes brought you death, that she was an angel of darkness. Jeremiah turned and ran, as fast as his stiff legs could take him, back towards the Tree. When he reached it's gates, he was welcomed with applaud from within. He passed a document of his journeys to the President, and then he was immediately severed on the spot, as the Law of the Tree clearly stated: None will leave the presence of the Tree and come back alive. Since then, it has been law that none look into the eyes of the dead, for then death shall truly come to them. So when a person dies, it is with swiftness that anyone nearby tie a blindfold over their eyes and wrap their body in cloth. The Law also states that none is to leave the Tree, but if they are they are to leave it with a partner. Thus do the bodies of the dead get handed to criminals and murderers, who are forced to leave the Tree with the body in their hands. And if the Outside becomes too much, they just have to look into the eyes of their partners. For death shall surely come to them.
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Post by Frost on Jul 5, 2008 12:51:21 GMT 10
((So...Eloise is dead)). Eloise walked past a lot of people, before coming to a large stairway that ascended to the next floor, Eloise sighed, I'm going to be a while, Eloise thought, she began to walk up the stairs to the next floor.
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Post by Farrelei on Jul 5, 2008 18:21:23 GMT 10
((What do you mean? Oh, and there aren't elevators. There's no mechanical systems like that at all. It's a friggen tree. There's stairs, but they are cut out from the tree itself))
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Post by Frost on Jul 5, 2008 19:20:18 GMT 10
((I meant that she is trying to stay in the elevator until it reaches the top, but fears guards wil be at the elevator when it comes through, and I asked you about this, I asked you how she can get up there but u didn't reply))
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Post by Farrelei on Jul 5, 2008 20:00:23 GMT 10
((I repeat: No elevator))
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Post by Frost on Jul 5, 2008 20:59:47 GMT 10
((So, how will she get to the top? a ladder?))
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Post by Farrelei on Jul 6, 2008 10:52:13 GMT 10
((Like I said: Stairs))
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Post by Frost on Jul 6, 2008 12:11:56 GMT 10
((Alright then, *modifies post*.))
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Post by Farrelei on Jul 6, 2008 12:24:12 GMT 10
Ferrith shook his head and continued prowling around the snow-covered fields slowly. Little balls of frost had begun to drift weightlessly towards the ground. Ferrith hoped this wouldn't turn into a blizzard. Maybe the bird call was just his mind playing tricks on him. He had been kept in custody for too long, animals don't need to be slaves to humans, especially the ones that were his masters. But either way, his fate was cruel. At least, before he died, he would know more then any of those stubborn little Under-dwellers.
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