Post by atlanta on May 28, 2007 14:39:51 GMT -5
They Say:
Sample Roleplay:
Ivory. Emerald. the moon. That was all you saw, you would look around listening, then you saw her.
Atlanta
the femme of which we beseech
the 5th turn you have reached
lines of the arab course through
all 15.2 hands of you
a ghostly pelt does caress the night
so now my light dove, take flight
a follower of apollo for he is the sun
you slender fram and violet voids leave you with
a smoking gun
A bold demeanor and sweet concern
leave others with the will to learn.
Atlanta was born (obviously) and moved around herds for a while, she has explored all sides and favored light the best, Nutreals couldn't decide and the dark was suffocating, the many herds left her with all skills she needed to succeed in life, but she's here to learn.
the femme of which we beseech
the 5th turn you have reached
lines of the arab course through
all 15.2 hands of you
a ghostly pelt does caress the night
so now my light dove, take flight
a follower of apollo for he is the sun
you slender fram and violet voids leave you with
a smoking gun
A bold demeanor and sweet concern
leave others with the will to learn.
Atlanta was born (obviously) and moved around herds for a while, she has explored all sides and favored light the best, Nutreals couldn't decide and the dark was suffocating, the many herds left her with all skills she needed to succeed in life, but she's here to learn.
Sample Roleplay:
Ivory. Emerald. the moon. That was all you saw, you would look around listening, then you saw her.
ATLANTA\\
//Flints pound ceaselessly flowing in a fluent tri-beat. Violet blue voids gaze 'pon the dark horizon line, the stars were her guide, her new journey had begun. That was her intetions of coming here, to start over.
Ivory frame manuvered through the atmos cutting the carbon like a knife, a light shone down on her, its source came out at night but still held the esscence of the large star we call the sun, it total opposite yet identical twin, the moon. Yin and Yang.
Frame halted leaving trails on the lithium. her pelt shone like silk in the moonlight. Vocals rang out in a sweet ,harmonious call. Acoustics swivel 'pon her curvated crania. She studied the medium that surrouned her, the trees stood still, breathlessly waiting for the sun. what was it going to take to get one good home, somewhere she could be loved, she hope she could find it here.//
