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Allie shifted, pulling the blanket over her head as Rayna started shouting. With the kick to the bedframe, she sat up, her book and reading light sent across the room. "I'm up, I'm up!" She leaned against the palm of her hand, falling back asleep. She quickly remembered where she was...

I could make this a political debate on the Crimea incident, but what's the fun in arguing? I'd rather hear everyone discuss Darth Vader's campaign to snatch the Ukrainian presidency. If you think it's a hoax.... Click Here Any thoughts?

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Read more about this role play... Character sheet :3 Name: [insert name here] Age: [PlanesWalkers live longer than normal, so remember that!] Gender: [uhh...] Race: [Elf? Lich? Human? Gnome? Tell me :D ] Home Plane: [The Timeline has a good bunch, but this isn't too...

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As Duncan shouted, Thomas had Lady Mare jump around and take off, barrelling down the road. He ran, praying out loud that neither he nor his horse would be hit. Thomas's heart split as Lady Mare stumbled, the sickening realization of what had happened had begun to set in. She was his first...

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Something really wasn't right. First off, someone with a wagon like that would have a hard time getting stuck under the wheel like that, unless they were truly stupid. Second, they hadn't unyoked the mules. Thomas tightened his grip on the reigns, his eyes focused on the ridge. Everything...

Alexander scratched his head lazily, yawning quietly. He somewhat remembered the whole lot, most of his memory hazy. "Well..." He stretched. "I know that name, for sure." He stuck his hand towards Ambrose, looking tired. "Alexander."

Thomas had still helped, refusing to sit around when work was to be done. He hadn't really needed food, as he had already eaten. While Amber and Duncan inspected the new vehicle, he tended to his horse. He shared a bag of oats with her, trying to figure out all that's happened the past few...

"Lyin' ain't helped no one, no sir." Thomas looked at Duncan as he spoke, almost every word going right over his head. He nodded in agreement at the idea of moving his horse and cart, leading Lady Mare along the rough terrain. The experienced horse stepping easily over rocks and holes. He...

Thomas looked up from his seat in the alley, his eyes fixing on the scene unfolding in front of him. "What the...?" He watched with faint interest, unsure if he should go and make sure the driver was alright. He shifted his focus on the girl, wondering who she was and why she acted so...

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"Where was Ah last?" He thought it was a rather odd thing to ask. "On mah ranch, Central Oklahoma. The year and ' day? Mighty odd question... June 7th, 1938. Ah don't know what that has tah do with anyhtin', though..." He scratched his head with his free hand, all these questions making...

Thomas stood slowly, his gun not raised but he held it. He made a quick observation of their camp, noting it was just a man and woman, nothing like the bands of thieves and raiders he'd experienced . Maybe they'd be friendlier? If they weren't, he was sure they would have fired already...

Name: Allie Markhov Age: 21 Gender: Female Personality: Very social and friendly. She'll be friends with you before she'll learn your name, unless you're the enemy, then there's a tendency for her to fire a few thousand rounds from her 'Mech's 30mm cannon. Mech's Looks/description(If...

Thomas crouched lower in the grass, hoping for some concealment as he shouldered his Winchester M1897, keeping it in a more ready-to-go position than one of taking aim. He tried keeping a low profile as he watched, his straw hair blending well with the yellow-straw like grass around him. He...

Egypt! Appearance: Name: Alexander van der Linden Gender: Male Physical age(5-15): 15 Your Test (The test to prove your immortal, each one is different): Directly put into a furnace normally used to melt steel. His screams of pain eventually subsided into sighs of boredom, and he...

I'll go for it!