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OOC: No Harlequin, the name is Genwelvieve because it sounds funny! I hope this RPG works out for ye this time my freind. IC: [I]Raistlin had been travelling for some days now. He had already made a name for himself, not necessarily(Spelling?) a good name, but a name all the same. The Winged Theif was his new name. Raistlin had been travelling to the shore of the Eleven Isle stealing food and drink and a bit of money for his travels in the Human Isle. He thought it best not to be known as a theif before he actually met anyone. That sort of thing just seemed to attract that sort of people, not that he didn't like people like that, he just preferred law biding citizens. Raistin had slept last night in the beach, staring out across the ocean. He would be travelling all day in flight across the ocean, but he would be there before sun set.[/I]

Great work. The only problem I can see, same as Phantom, the letters are too hard to read. Perhaps you could change the colour or once again, as Phantom said make them glow. Still, that's great stuff for your first banner.

I generally try no to damage my equipment. I have thrown stuff, but not really hard or at the screen. It's still funny to hear about other people doing it though.

Hmmm..... I know the message that you are trying to get across, and I have no idea what kind of truama is part of he poem, but any attempt by anyone to express some sort of loss always achieves it's goal, it makes the reader realise that the author knows what they're talking about and it makes the readers feel for the author, well I think that's right. Good work.

Yeah, I play games often, I generally just cuss under my breath. But when I am playing with a freind and I lose I will not hesistate to criticise the game to cover for my crappy gameplay.

I think I speak for everyone when I say; What the...!? That is some strange stuff. Beautiful imagery on all of them, but still, you all need to see a therapist, but then again, if didn't you probably wouldn't be here.

[I]Raistlin suddenly landed behind them. He had been high up scouting the area when he noticed a large party of orcs heading towards the group[/I] Raistlin: I hope you are as good as a swordsman as you claim. Zan: Wha...? You could hear me? What are you talking about? Raistlin: Just a small aramada of orcs heading this way, so you have plenty of time to brag, unless you want to actually live.

OOC: I guess since I'm back I should post in the RPG I signed up for? Oh well. [I]Rasitlin was walking away from his house in the forest. His wife, Genwelvieve, was angry, very angry with him. Raistlin did not want to spend eternity with someone who would be angry with him just for going away for a few days to practice magik. He had had enough of just elves. Following this train of thought he had become of the opinion that self imposed exile from eleven territory was the best thing to do. He decided to venture forth into a place he had only dreamed of visiting. The human lands were his destination. Raistlin decided travelling by flight would be faster and easier than travelling by foot. With that, he lept into the air with his huge wings flapping carrying his staff and his book of spells, the only things he would ever truly need.

Not that I know of, and it's not like we have been helpless without him.

Raistlin: Killing this one will be a problem! I hate Shield Guardians. [I]Raistlin took flight, and began to chant the ancient language of magik. He spun his staff around himself once and brought it to a stop with the blade pointing towards the guardian. In time with this action he screamed the last word of his chant, as a giant ball of ice appeared from his staff and started screaming towards the guardian. The ball struck the golem and he shatterred. Never to reform again.[/I]

OOC: Sorry I haven't been posting for a while, but I've been on band tour (god that sucked) anyway. It doesn't worry me if someone takes his place, but it would help if they knew what to do.

I have recently seen Mullhulland Drive and as I guess most people have seen it, did not get it. I was wondering if anyone else out there has seen it and if they have, did you understand it? I was alright for most of it, but towards the end, it went really wierd and made no sense what ever. Yes, if you have seen it, and understod it, please tell me what you thought the movie was about.

Good work MDE. You're first poem is easily the best of the lot. Although it does not rhyme, poetry doesn't have to rhyme, it's just another form of expression and you have expressed, in a beautiful way, your story of depression and the expreince that one may go through. May god have mercy on those you do go through something such as this. Good work, nice and moody.

Raistlin: You really need to learn to take a joke. When we are finished, I am going to kill you all. [I]Hunter laughed at this threat, as did Elsyan, but Lacriox' expression didn't change. He knew Raistlin well enough to take him seriously, drunk or not. Lacriox, took another swig from his mug, and began to rise.[I] Lacriox: I think it is time we left this place. Raistlin: I would consider yourself lucky to make it through the door, especially you, Hunter. [I]Once again, Hunter laughed, but he too thought it was a good idea that they continued on their travels.[/I] Elsyan: I agree with you, Lacriox, it's time that we leave. [I]The group got up, all except for Raistlin, who appeared to be drunk. They walked to the door, but before Hunter made it through the door way, he was struck in the back of the head with a clay mug, it shatterred over the back of his head, as he fell to the ground, unconscious. Raistlin, stood up and walked in a straight line, no stumbling at all. Lacriox continued walking and stepped on Hunter as he left, Raistlin left too, doing the same. Once they were outside, Elsyan began to wonder were Hunter had gotten to.[/I] Elsyan: Excuse me, but where has Hunter got to? Raistlin: *A smile breaking on his lips* I warned him, but Lacriox was the only one who took me seriously. He had the sense to duck the mug.

OOC: You basically just made us invincible, thankyou, thankyou very much. IC [I]Indrid, Tristam and Lacriox stood behind them, watching this display of stupidity by the heroes, of actually attacking a daemon,let alone thinking they can beat it. Wolf seemed to be powering up for some kind of attack. Wolf jumped high into the air, eminating a white bright white light. All of a sudden he screamed[/I] Wolf: LOVE CANNON!!! [I]A giant beam of energy shot from Wolf's outstreched hands speeding towards the group of heroes. Just before the beam struck, Dymonoc outstreched his huge black wings, as if to shield the group from the oncoming attack. The beam struck, shattering the tranquility of the valley, as a blinding explosion followed. The smoke cleared as Wolf landed. Dymonoc streched his wings and brought them back nearer to himself. The group of villans laughing at the heroes futile attempt to kill. The laughter seemed to echo around the heroes, crushing their hope. It broke their spirits and the heroes backed away from the villans, and their slow movement soon turned into a run. They heroes ran, ran until they could run no more. They had had enough of this stupid quest, and they didn't know what they would do.[/I]

OOC: I think I shall ignore that... By the way you will be sorry EFK, you will be. Also I shall be away till Thursday. IC: [I]Raistlin stood up, still covered in crap and hugged Hunter and not before kicking Elsyan hard in the leg. He then left to have a shower[/I] Lacriox: I got off easy! [I] They could hear Raistlin singing from outside, and the words of his song drifted into the bar[/I] Raistlin: Lacriox is a dirty Drow and Drows can all go to hell! Yeah! That's right! Drows can go to hell! Serena is a dirty Drow and Drows can go to hell! Yeah! That's right! Drows can go to hell! Hunter is a halfcast Drow and they are even worse! Yeah! They are even worse! Elsyan is sleeping with everyone, and she can go to hell! Yeah! You can all go to HELL!!! [I]With that Raistlin's voice faded as he walked away from the bar, silence was cast across the bar as most of the patrons got up and left, not wanting to share the bar with the likes of them. This act suddenly put into perspective how hopeless their mission looked, let alone what they could do after.[/I]

The only reason that you dont have user freindly magik, is because you like to be the exception, and pride yourself on doing so.

Harlequin, that wouldnt be too noticable. You and Raven are so very much alike, its scary, so I couldnt see much difference. Still, so much for best freinds wanting to be each other, beatch!

[I]Raistlin, stood there casting the spell to grant his freind eternal life, forfieting him. Raistlin stood, watching himself decintergrate. In a brillaint flash oh white, he was gone, and then in he woke up. Lying on a white floor, of a material he was not familiar with. He saw three people standing there, one a beautiful woman and the other two men. He stood up greeted them all, kissing the woman on her hand. He walked over to a tree, pulled off an apple and ate it, leaning on his staff.[/I]

Name: Raistlin Majere Race: Elf Class: Mage Age: 220 Height: 6,2" Weight: 70kgs Hair: Chestnut Blonde, shoulder length. Eyes: Bright blue, no sclera (white stuff and yes that is a word) Personality: Outgoing, and strange. He is twisted to is very soul, but always looking for a good time to suit his twisted personality. EPA: Raistlin is a powerful mage, and has cast a spell over himself, giving him wings. Think of an angel, those wings. Spells: 1. Flame Hands- shoots spouts of flame from his staff. 2. Lightning Strike- channels lightning through his staff, striking all enemies 3.Ice Barrage- blades of ice shatter off from an orb of ice released from his staff. 4. Skull Crush- using the very air around the enemy, he charges it with energy, making the atmosphere heavy, crushing the enemy's skull 5.Transmutation- As a part of the spell that gave him wings, Raistlin can further this to more than simply wings. using this spell Raistlin can transform into a Griffon. Equipment: Right Hand- War Staff; Gendark, bladed at each end. Left Hand- War Staff; Gendark, bladed at each end Body- Enchanted hard leather armour and a black cloak Legs- Boots Head- Cloak hood. Amulet- Chaos Rock. Enchanted, it poisons all party members weapons, and adds to Raistlin's magical abillities. Starting Point: Elf Territory

(You'lllove the concert, Ive allready seen em, WENT OFF!!!) Ok, yeah I guess I'll just have to waste time lookin around. Yeah, I shall explore the whole marsh, but I think I went through all of it before. I'm gonna have to start a new game, does anyone have any tips on starting and stuff?

Minority Report, easily. It's a very cool movie, Tom Cruise's best, probably, not that thats saying much. Its still good, you'll probably like it if you like Sci-Fi movies.

(Cool sig seph) thanks, I tried talkin to them is there something you have to do or be first, like a required level or anything? Thanks for helping everyone.

[I]Raistlin was sitting peacefully at home, reading his spell book in his small wooden hut in the forest of Drenguard. He liked living here. Here he was free from interruption, free to practice his spells as he pleased. He continued to read long into the night, as the fire next to him burned brightly. Suddenly he heard a knock at the door. Wary of what kind of person would come at this hour, he picked up his staff, and walked towards the door as the knocking continued. Raistlin openend the door and beheld a tall man. Streching his wings, Raistlin stared back at the man, and wondered what he was doing here.[/I] Raistlin: Good evening, mister...? Ryu: Ryu, my name is Ryu. Raistlin: And might I ask what you would be doing here? Ryu: Ah yes. I have been sent here by King Nova, searching for True Warriors to combat Lord Vane. Raistlin: Well, I can't say I'm not interested. Ryu: Then will you come? Raistlin: I am certainly opposed to Lord Vane's current action of killing innocents and such. Yes, yes I shall join you on your quest. Ryu: Good, I knew you would, well shall we be off, there is much to do. Raistlin: Right, well I have all I need here, my Staff, my cloak, my spell book and my money bag. Let's go. [I]With that Raistlin and Ryu set off, Ryu mounting his horse, as Raistlin took off from the ground, he planned to travel in flight. They travelled off into the dawn as the sun rose through the tips of the trees. Raistlin looked back and wondered if he would ever see his little hut again.[/I]

I just wear whatever and when I do buy clothes (not very often) They are usually shirts of my favourite bands. The last think I bought was in April, at the Tool Concert and there I bought one of their T-Shirts, I let my mum buy all my clothes. I only wear clothes as an expression of my taste, well I try to.