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Post by cwm3 on Nov 8, 2004 12:45:44 GMT -5
Here is a sheet of laminated rules. Read before you post. You break, you get broken.
I. No one liners. Even this sentence is over one line long, made so by these last few words, so there.
II. All original characters are welcome, but made-ups are also fine; just post a bio. However, originals are much preferred, however.
III. Please read my entire post.
IV. Be faithful to the latest book, please.
V. I reserve the right to ask you to leave if you break a rule, god-mod or blatantly harrass another RPer.
VI. Characters are straight, dangit!
VII. Enjoy yourself!
VIII. Any questioning of any of these rules may be brought to me via IM.
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It was a dark night, a cold one too. As Violet shuffled forward in a violet dress several times too big for her, Sunny stirred in her sister's arms.
Suddenly, a man jumped out. He rolled, twisted and turned, and finally fell onto the other end of the muddy grass.
"I think I've broken my leg..." he groaned.
Then, just as Violet scuttled over, he leapt up, clawing at her throat, gun pressed at her neck.
"It's Olaf," she hissed, as her blood chilled.
Sunny scrambled over to somehow help her sister. At this point, a long black car zoomed by on the road, squelching mud...everywhere.
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Post by Vortigun on Nov 8, 2004 14:12:41 GMT -5
I have never participated in an RPG thread before, and so I am not really sure what to write. I am assuming that it is just a "carry on the story" thread. If this is wrong I will delete this post, or change it. If this isn't wrong, I will remove this note.
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Sunny bit Violet gently on the hand and buried her face into her arm for a second, then resurfaced and stared at Violet, and then to Olaf who stared at the car.
Violet's face was white she looked as if she was about to cry. She stared all around her, at the bushes behind her, then to the muddy path, then to the car, then Olaf, then finally to Sunny, as the wind blew the hair about her face. She attemped a smile, but it looked odd, and strained. Her neck looked red as the gun pushed into it.
Violet stood still for a second then turned her head back to face the car which had just come to a halt. As the car opened it began to rain gently and a high-heeled shoe stepped onto the muddy path.
Esme Squalour emerged from the black car, and as she did Violet felt a tear roll down her cheek, and Sunny felt a tear splash softly into a hand.
Esme was wearing only black. She wore a long black dress, with long black gloves, and her tights were black with a spiraly pattern. Her hat was black and it had a black veil that covered her eyes. Her fingernails were painted black and she word ebony, a word which here means "black", lipstick on her sneering lips. She raised a gun to Violet's head and it too, was black.
As all this happened only one thought crossed her mind, "Where can Klaus be?", and as she did another silent tear rolled down her face into the palm of Sunny's hand.
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Edit: Added a barrier to differentiate easier between my story and my notes, at the top and bottom of my post.
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Post by cwm3 on Nov 9, 2004 9:36:31 GMT -5
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The gun fired.
It grazed Violet's hair, scorching into a tree.
Seconds later, Violet...threw Sunny at Esme. She came at Esme, a spinning, clawing mess, and minutes later, Esme and Olaf were sent packing, car splashing into the river, one door coming unhinged.
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Post by Vortigun on Nov 9, 2004 10:07:16 GMT -5
Violet knew that Esme and Olaf would be back, but at that time she didn't care. Violet ran towards Sunny, her face contorted with the tears she had held back, and Sunny came towards her, half running, half crawling.
Violet knelt on the floor and held her baby sister tight to her, and for a few minutes the sat together on the muddy ground weeping quietly, as the rain splashed the ground around them and the thunder boombed menacingly.
After a while Violet stood up, still holding Sunny's hand. She looked all around them, at the muddy road which Esme had driven up, at the furiously flowing river and the dark trees behind them, then behind her to the entanglement of bushes and the single tree that the bullet had hit. This tree looked like death itself. One side of it was completely bare, probably from the a past thunder storm, and the other side had weak brown leafs folding limply from the rain.
Violet walked towards the tree, dimly aware that it would be a very silly thing to do to shelter under a tree in the middle of a thunderstorm. As she walked slowly towards the tree her foor caught on something that stuck out of the mud. She knelt to pick it up.
A book lay on the muddy ground, almost invisible though as Violet scraped mud off the formerly hardback cover she found it to be royal blue in colour.
She opened the cover, unwilling to peal back the damp pages in fear of tearing them, and on the inside of the book there was a smudged insription written in black ink.
"Ex Libris Quigley Quagmire", a voice said behind them, and turning Violet and Sunny saw the middle Baudaliare, and the sisters rushed to embrace him.
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Post by cwm3 on Nov 9, 2004 10:15:43 GMT -5
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out in the night. Down a muddy hill rushed a man...with no face.
Literally, no face. He was huge, with sagging mounds of flesh everywhere.
He dived at the three, covering them completely.
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Post by cwm3 on Nov 17, 2004 9:56:19 GMT -5
Just bumping this up, continue from where I left off. (eyeshift)
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