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                     Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 7:54 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             Graveyard fun? :an rp between [Harvest](Reoakee),  [Demoni](Zakiax),[Pique](Tenko72), [Damian](Tenko72),[Reinbell](Freaksrus) and [Nataku](manga_artist303),[Kazare](manga_artist303)  Glade:: Illumision Fields
 Setting:: .. It’s night, like always. It’s also slightly cloudy but the moon and stars can be seen clearly.
 
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                     Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 8:06 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Harvest walked quietly in the night. She was alone and used to it, but that didn’t make dealing with things any easier in her mind. Originally Harvest had wandered in the Epheria Lakefront, but she tired of the living passing right through her and never noticing her. It was enough to drive her mad. She wanted to talk to someone. There was one time of the year where she could talk to the living, but they always asked the same thing. How did she die? As if that was the only thing that ever mattered. Why not ask what she liked to do when she had been alive, what she missed and wished she could do? Anything but the silly ‘oh what happened to you?’ It was enough to make her scream. So even though there was one time of the year she could talk to the living she eventually just gave up on it. That was why she liked this place. It was always dark and the glowing flowers made her feel a little less strange. Gladier’s might come here, but they also left quickly.          
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                     Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 1:21 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Pique may have had wings, but she did not need them anymore. Instead, she floated around Illumision Fields. This felt as effortless as walking. "Whee!"  She looked down at her friend, Damian, and said, "Come on, come on! Come up here! The weather's fine!"Damian  stood his ground. "Sorry, but I prefer to stay here. You know how I feel about heights." She thumbed her nose and stuck her tongue out at him. "Be that way! I don't need you!"  After that, she landed in front of him and ran ahead of him. He ran after her. "Wait, wait! Stop!"  He knew she was just teasing him, but he was afraid of being left out here in an unfamiliar place all by himself. She stopped when she saw another gladier. "Hi, hi! What's your name? You look like a giant candy corn. I love candy corn!" 
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                     Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 4:01 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Blinking Harvest instinctively looked around for who the other gladier was talking to. Then she looked back at the gladier for a moment before she realized something. The other gladier had wings, but they weren’t flapping at all. That meant Harvest was talking to another ghost! This was the first time she had ever even met another ghost, much less spoken to one. She tilted her head and looked at the frilly gladier before deciding to answer. “I don’t like candy corn all that much and I don’t feel like giving my name to someone who’s name is a mystery to me.” Ok so it wasn’t the nicest way to start a conversation but Harvest felt a bit rusty at this whole chatting thing after so long. She looked down and saw a brown gladier and wondered who he was.         
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                     Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 7:10 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Pique said, "You're no fun at all!" She gave her the same treatment as her companion. She thumbed her nose and stuck her tongue out at her. After that, she said, "But you have a point. I'll agree to your terms. A name for a name." She pointed to herself. "My name is Pique." Then, she pointed at her and waited.
 Damian finally caught up to them. He was coughing, wheezing, and sputtering as he tried to catch his breath.
 
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                     Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 7:51 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Reinbell silently watches the others. It was odd to see others here.         
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                     Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 8:36 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Well isn’t that just perfect because I’m not here for your amusement. Frowning Harvest wondered if she held a ghost underwater long enough would it drown. Still at least the other ghost at least did speak her name so it was only fair that Harvest share hers. “Harvest.” Like Harvesting of souls. She kept that comment to herself so she wouldn’t scare off the only person she had been able to talk to in what seemed like forever. Noticing the other gladier stop right near them she blinked and waited to see what he would do.         
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                     Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 6:53 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Nataku was shadowing his brother as they headed to their usual stargazing place. He suddenly stopped, however, when unfamiliar voices sounded in his ears. He wordlessly started backing up, fur bristling.Kazare  blinked and turned to face his edgy brother. "Nacchan, what's the..."  He trailed off as he heard the voices of others. He smiled encouragingly at Nataku as he started forward again. "It'll be fine. It's probably just some Gladiers trying to scare each other or something. They can't see us."  At his brother's look, he couldn't help laughing. "It'll be fine! Even if it's other ghosts, we can just walk around them. It's not a big deal. Right?""... Fine."  Nataku grudgingly followed after his brother again, quite sulky as they continued on their way. He wasn't happy when they reached the owners of the voices they'd heard, slinking along behind Kazare as if he was trying to be his shadow.         
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                     Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 9:24 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            "Pique." Damian said her name like a parent scolding a child. "You weren't being rude, were you?" Pique puffed her cheeks out and shot a glance over her shoulder at him. "...no."Your actions and insincere tone of voice tell me otherwise.  He stepped ahead of her. "I don't know what happened, but sorry about that, Miss Harvest. By the way, my name is Damian."  To be honest, he was afraid of women in general, so he tended to get tongue tied around them. This is where things get difficult. I never know what to do after the introduction. I could talk about the weather. It is rather nice out now. Nice and quiet.  After an awkward pause, he said, "Do you like it better when it's quiet?""I'll leave you here then. I'll be right over there."  Pique walked away from Damian. She didn't think he needed her that  close by. She wasn't a security blanket. She stopped in front of a white gladier with rainbow markings and said, "Hello there. Are you always so quiet?" 
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                     Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 8:10 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Reinbell eyed the others.They seemed to get along. The girl in the frufru dress walked up to him. "Hello! No I was just watching. I talk if I need to." She seemed troublesome.          
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                     Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 9:42 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Nodding to the male Harvest shrugged. “You don’t need to apologize Damian. She was just giving me her name. ” Granted that she was a rather troublesome personality wise, but at least the clothed female seemed to find someone else to pester. Looking around Harvest saw a few other gladiators. “Do you suppose those are ghosts too? If so there are a lot out today.” She was looking around and was feeling amazed that there could be so many in one place. She who had gone for so long without talking to anyone was now surrounded by at least three ghosts as far as she could tell from Pique pestering others.         
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                     Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 7:20 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            "Oh, I see. For a while there, I thought I was surrounded by quiet types. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I'd take a quiet guy over one who says a whole lot of nothing any day." Pique didn't think that was much of a conversation starter, so after thinking a bit, she talked some more. "What kind of things do you like? I like stories. Any kind of story."
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 Damian sighed in relief. "I'm glad to hear it was just that." Then, he looked over at the two other gladiers. From the way they acted, he thought the two of them must've known eachother. "I think so. I wonder if it's like this all the time. I usually just see the one." He was referring to Pique. "So, it's nice seeing more."
 
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                     Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 5:03 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Harvest nodded to the male and then decided to go over and investigate to see if the others where ghosts. She looked back at Damian and for a second wavered. Should she really put herself out here like this? Gritting her jaw she turned and headed toward the strange pair. She might be dead, but that wouldn’t make her  a coward. She walked toward them and tried to smile which ended up looking a bit sickly.          
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                     Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 6:20 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Kazare stopped when he heard an additional set of footsteps, purple eyes fixing on the Gladier approaching them. He couldn't help noticing how her light-colored fur made her a foil to his and Nataku's. He smiled when she did, but sighed as he heard his brother shoot into the grass on their other side. "Sorry," he said to the other ghost, smiling at her again. "He's not very comfortable around strangers."
 Nataku's fur had stuck up when he noticed the other ghost, dread filling him when his brother stopped. He's going to start talking, he concluded. So he shot into the tall grass to his right, staying close but far enough in to avoid being stared at.
 
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