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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 12:26 pm
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[Ah yes, and guess what else? We've also got a cool new banner for our roleplay, you can check it out on the first page. Now, if anyone here is seriously in love with this roleplay and would like to put it in your sig, that's fine, but remember that this is a private roleplay, so no links or anything fishy like that. ^^ Also, a new pic for Ashintuku and Shinobu, don't worry, I'll incorporate their new outfits into the story, give it time. -_- The picture I'm putting up is one we've wanted for their outfits for a loooong time, but we could never get the image... until now! Muahaha. So, yep, pretty new threads for Shin & Ao.]
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 12:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 2:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 1:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 1:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 1:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:27 pm
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The warm sun above her, smooth rocks beneath her, the sound of Kagami's quiet splashing as she moved through the water, combined with Yue's own busy and sleepless night. All things weighed softly on her pale body, lulling her to sleep with its gentle song...
"Onee-san! Onee-san wait..." a little girl in a green kimono, black braids. Her voice flitted through Yue's dreams, the back of her head running off ahead of her, face always just out of sight. Childish laughter. An old man pulling weeds in a modest vegetable garden, straw hat protecting his venerable head from the sun's rays, hiding his face. People strode through her dreams always; never with faces. Perpetually turning from light laughter to terrified screams, crimson fluid everywhere, on her hands, in her mind... Red, red, red... never washing away, screams never dying.
Yue tossed fretfully in her sleep, her face pinching up in imagined pain.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:39 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 6:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 7:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 7:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:06 am
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Aoki came running down the stairs with books and tall maps, the little cat dashing down behind her with three small scrolls tied to it's back, now becoming Aoki's handy-cat.
This time, the ruffled Aoki actually crashed into Koh.
Aoki fell back, and a little gasp escaped her lips as she hit the floor. The cat jumped back, landing on it's feet not to far away. The flustered gurl picked up all her books and placed them in a neat pile in her arms.
"Sorry..." Aoki sighed quietly, looking down, turning slightly pink, dashing off, out the doors again.
'Great... Whoever that was, I just made a complete idiot of myself. Oh, if it was Tomi, I just got in his way again! I'll NEVER live it down... I'm SO stuiped!' She sighed and started walking.
The little bit of the person she had seen was purple hair, and suddenly, it hit Aoki who it was. She turned bright pink. She had just crashed into Koh, and didn't even stop to hang out with him! It had been so long since he had been home.
'Great. I'm even dumber than I thought I was...'
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 9:44 am
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[Alright, well, I can't view page 20 anymore, and that p's me off. So, whoever swore, fix your post now, or, if you've got something in your sig, fix it now. And I warn you, Tsu can view this kind of swearing crap, so she'll find out for me, if it comes to that. So, either fix it now or face the consequences. Sorry to be mean, but I do not tolerate swearing and blanking up my pages. ^^ Thankyou.]
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 11:24 am
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Tomoyo entered the costumes room, and pulled out the sapphire and silver necklace she had stolen two days ago. Shucking her ruined kimono and donning a yukata instead, she took the bloody article of clothing and spread it on her workspace, letting the sun illuminate the fabric. Peering closer, she let out a small sigh of relief-all she had to do was clean it with a decent amount of cold water, and redo the stitching.
She left to get a pail of water, wincing at the undeniable sound of two people colliding into each other. Aoki's voice drifted up to her, apologizing briefly, before fading away. The person she ran into had to be Koh...hm. Wasn't Koh the one Aoki has a crush on?, Tomoyo mused. She glanced at Koh, and one side of her mouth quirked up.
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