❣Ϛummerland Шars (Still Accepting) ❣OOC

[toriable2016]

Come here to chit chat with other members of the roleplay, discuss characters, and even plot! Woot!
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[toriable2016]

Boo  

[Quasar Quirks]

Ooga booga? P=)  

[toriable2016]

I love your character for some reason I can't put my finger on ;o Pretty sure its the southern charm xD  

[toriable2016]

By the way, I don't think that girl is supposed to know where she is. O_x

 

[Valkern]

Realy need to tell me what to do or give me a starting opath  

[toriable2016]

By the way everyone, lets try to keep the plot line going slow for now.. I don't want it progressing through the war too quickly. So lets not be too eager to fight for now.  

[Bluewolf675]

Agreed. A multi-faction often ends up better if it starts out slow.  

[p a n syndrome]

agreed.

also, just putting this out there for later- and yes, it's already been approved by our lovely role-play creator:

Sera's mother was a fae who had been used as a changeling to steal a human child way back when, but instead of dying off from illness like she should have, she survived and lived out a life among the humans, eventually having a family of her own without knowlege of her true origins.
Eventually the court she'd come from had found out she'd surived and sprited her back to her rightful life, causing her to abandon her mortal husband and child [[<<-- that would be Sera]]

I still have no clue on which Court I want Sera's mother to be from, so if you guys wanna help me decide...?

 

[toriable2016]

Was your character supposed to know where she was? I figured that was a little odd considering the humans should be clueless as to where they are.  

[toriable2016]

By the way Bluewolf, is your signature from Valiant? It sounds very familiar?  

[Bluewolf675]

I don't know the origins, unfortunately. And it's not even the fullest version I could find (Curse you character limit!). Here's the full one:

Ladies and gentlemen, hoboes and tramps,
Cross-eyed mosquitos and bow legged ants,
Iv'e come before you to stand behind you,
To tell you something I know nothing about.
Next Thursday, which is Good Friday,
There will be a Mother's Day meeting for fathers only;
Admission is free, so pay at the door,
Pull up a seat and sit on the floor,
We will discuss a story you've all heard before.
One bright morning, in the middle of the night,
Two dead brothers got up to fight.
They lived on the corner in the middle of the block,
On the second story of a vacant lot.
One had a fiddle, one had a drum,
One had a pancake stuck to his bum.
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.
One was blind and the other couldn't see,
So they chose a dummy to be referee.
A blind man went to see fair play,
A dumb [mute] man went to shout "Hooray!"
A paralyzed donkey passing by,
Kicked the blind man in the eye,
Knocked him throuhg a nine-inch wall,
Into a dry ditch and drowned them all.
A mute onlooker shreiked in fright,
And a lame man danced at the ghastly sight.
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
And came to arrest those two dead boys.
]One dead boy who had no feet,
Began to run down the street.
The other dead boy who could not talk,
Said "Oh policeman let me walk."
If you don't beleive this little lie is true,
Ask the blind man, he saw it too.  

[toriable2016]

Oh! I love that. I never knew where exactly it came from. =]
Good news though, my grandmother should be getting out tomorrow.