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 Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 10:12 pm
This is where your journey begins. You are outside a general store waiting for the bus to arrive. I will post more once more investigators arrive.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 2:44 pm
Professor Mirano sat on a bench by the general store reading the Arkham Times while waiting for the bus to come. He had to go to Innsmouth, nothing would stop him from seeing a Deep One.
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Lilwolf Wolfenheart Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 11:51 am
Alfersereson, garbed in his usual cloak, stepped out of seemingly nowhere towards the bus stop only to thrust his back against the wall, keeping close to it as he watched all. After a few minutes, he pulled out his notepad and book as he began writing a few poems out of nowhere...
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 5:11 pm
Professor Mirano walked up to Alfereson. He studied him and then inquired, "Hello there, what brings you here?"
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Lilwolf Wolfenheart Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 8:43 pm
Alfereson was startled, he spun around in a tight circle on his heel as he quickly hid his notepad, pen still in hand. He gave a sort of smirk as he spoke to him. "Ahh, but alas, what does bring me here you ask? Fate itself, the strands of time, and my everlasting artistic spirit, young one. What brings yourself here?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 8:51 am
Joseph appeared as he turned the corner, sweating and panting. He had obviously been running. He fell into a relieved slump, and he let the words fall off of his tongue. "Professor Mirano... I'm so sorry, I thought I was going to miss the bus... I... I totally forgot, and tried to sleep in. Then, when I woke up, I didn't look at the clock-" His sentence abruptly came to a halt as he noticed the other, oddly garbed man, and before he could stop himself, commented, "-whoah! Who's he?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2005 10:57 am
Evan sat down at the bench, waiting for the bus. In her head a pad of paper and a pen. She began to write something, maybe a letter. Her legs dently crossed, and to the side.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 8:40 am
kilroy not able to get his car to start this morning and not fully awake yet drags himself to the bus stop and slumps himself agienst a near by lamp post, not even noticing the other people.
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Lilwolf Wolfenheart Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 6:38 pm
Akuneko Joseph appeared as he turned the corner, sweating and panting. He had obviously been running. He fell into a relieved slump, and he let the words fall off of his tongue. "Professor Mirano... I'm so sorry, I thought I was going to miss the bus... I... I totally forgot, and tried to sleep in. Then, when I woke up, I didn't look at the clock-" His sentence abruptly came to a halt as he noticed the other, oddly garbed man, and before he could stop himself, commented, "-whoah! Who's he?" The man only smirked, picking up the comment. He slid to a sitting position on a nearby bench, going back to writing insanely fast. His senses seemed to almost be multiplied as he continued to write in an almost trance-like state. He obviously enjoyed what he did and he did it to near perfection at this point.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 4:11 pm
[jasper walks up to the bus stop and glances at each of you]
So, when's it to leave?
Have any of you been to the university?
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 8:34 am
Candor steps from the shadows into the light of a nearby lamppost, and watches the others. Clothed in black, with hands of icy blue, he seems like something out of a dream. He carries a gun holstered on his belt. None seem to notice him at first.
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 12:33 pm
(My character looks like my avi, but no cat...and the pin is a miscatonic emblem, and he is from Scotland so he has a Scotish dialect)
*So there i was, drunk, and the feeling of sober was as far away as the dreamlands itself. I didnt had a problem or anything...until they came, all those people at the bus stop that lookt to be from the universety themself, some of them made a lot of noice! But i was fine. I sat there with my scetchbook, writing on something that i was just thinking of...from the old times, i think it was a deep one? Atleast it lookt like it. I lookt at Professor Mirano and sed*
Oy, u there, are u going to Innsmouth to look for some Deep Ones, ey? Are u one of those who belives in those old ferietales?
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 8:30 pm
'Deep ones?' Asks Jasper. 'What are those?'
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 3:29 pm
Bayne Wraithson 'Deep ones?' Asks Jasper. 'What are those?' Nasty creatures those Deep Ones mate, slimy seacreatures who ones was humens who are undertakers to the all might Cthulhu, but they cant realise it themselfs. Instead they worship the king of the sea, Dagon! Who is yet not even the tip of Cthulhus finger, but they belive he is there master, those bloody fools. And that man belives that he can just go to Innsmoth and find one like a kid in a Toy Shop, ey? Well he aint gonna find anything...if he doesnt know were to look that would say
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 7:06 pm
Ah, dagon and cthulhu, I've heard of them, I was hoping that this was THE innsmouth. The one the government had taken those folks away from?
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