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  • in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #543

    The bal room was ready. Malvina was looking around and decided that all was perfect now
    She felt the subtle ripples of her friends energy. Sam was waiting patiently their arrival.

    The east wall just blurred and began to glow lightly of deep teal and emerald shades, blended in a beautiful and quite creative whirlpool.

    Malvina just moved her attention on the encoding of her hair and shift slightly some hue to express a dark stary night, sparkling and full of mystery.

    A thrill went through her body as she saw Georges and Salome emerge from the wall… and she burst into laughter at the sight of the marmoset which was looking at her with such a big smile :face-monkey:

    Her laugh rippled through the crystals of the cave, making their light iridescent and swinging.

    WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! A giant disco ball :bounce: just for us.

    Georges couldn’t stop laughing and began dancing as Salome was generating a peppy and swinging music… he was all jumping and swirling, and Sam was jumping all around, barking at him with joy.

    — What the hell, began Leörmn but he was fascinated.

    And that’s when a wavy Irtak entered the discave with his 2 dragons… they immediately changed shape and began to swirl around with Georges, and Irtak was wondering if he was dreaming or if it was another process in his discovery… he was feeling as if he was dancing as the man-Georges. :yahoo_hypnotized: His body just started moving following the movements of Georges and they were just one.

    in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #540
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      Anadron and Goldarny were joining their energies. They had discovered another dimension in their explorations and had decided to do a scout peek, for a few minutes.
      Their first exploration together. It was quite thrilling and new to them.

      They had chosen a cell of the sand hive, to be quiet and kept warm during the process.

      They joined their hands letting their awareness encompass the other’s awareness, they blended their focus and created Andrimiñ. The qualities they merged in this new aspect could be translated as a male.

      He had not yet a shape. The shape would be created as soon as Andrimiñ would enter that new dimension. Andrimiñ was their messenger, their explorer. He would gather and explore the dimensions and as he was connected with them and not fragmented he would always be connected with their own focus in Asaris. He was still new and they had just merged basic qualities so they could taste the dimension through his experience.

      Andrimiñ was quite excited :bounce: and almost faded out, but Anadron and Goldarny managed to sooth their own excitement. A smile on their face, they projected their explorer to the Alienor dimension.

      in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #538

      A dragon egg was hatching. A bluish light around the shell.
      That egg was not in a rookery, it was in the Marshes of Doom.

      A little girl was passing by and whistling. She was eight and quite unaware of what was happening. But she was drawn to that particular spot where she could see something shining. Her excitement was enhanced by the unheard humming of the baby dragon emerging. Her heart was full of joy and happyness.

      She had that name in her mind Asiir and that song her mother was always singing to her when she was younger. At times she would sing it to her again, lost in her memories. And it was quite endearing a song, about another world blending with their own, that world, what was the name?

      La Phrëal said a voice in her head. She was a bit startled and stopped singing. Nothing… just the joy and the excitement. She started to walk again in the tall grass.

      She continued with her song and began to see the edges of the egg. Wow, she stopped in awe. It was beautiful, with many shades of blue and it was pulsing. Seeing it she was even more full of joy and of love. All fear she could have had before had vanished of her heart.

      Lola, I’m choosing you

      Hearing these words in her head, her heart exploded of joy, it was so intense the she burst out crying and laughing at the same time. The shell had cracked open and she could see the little creature emerging, so graceful, pink with golden shades. How will she explain that to her parents? :yahoo_rose:

      in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #536

      The room was grey.

      Since she had been raped by the guards Atiara was mute, and closed in herself. It had been a very freaking experience, and quite new to her.
      She was virgin then and quite unaware of those aspects.

      Fortunately, it had been only once, at her arrival in this prison…
      The guards had threatened her not to tell anything, but she was already gone so to speak. All her will gone, all her hope gone, all her joy gone.

      It’s been 3 weeks ago. She’d barely ate and drink. And she’d been left alone. The guards were not speaking to her. They didn’t even try after those events.

      in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1971
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        hahahaha and another ;)) whith Quitin’s children??? did he had them with Yann :D?

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        in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1970
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          leormn liked became yellow

          elikozoe mind thought saloon tried cool parents

          in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1969
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            hahaha, I’m having lots of fun scrying ;))

            :fleuron2:

            leormn laughed fact vincentius singing sometimes word leaving mountains strange age let red come noticed

            :fleuron2:

            in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #535

            Anita woke up in a strange world. She wasn’t in the plane. Her parents were not here. She began to feel afraid but a movement in her periphery made her look on her left.

            — MeoWrrrl! It’s about time Pashi, you slept for about 3 days. We had some difficulties bringing you in this safe place. But the spiders are looking for you.

            — Lynxie! Where are my parents?

            She woke up and hugged the Lynx.

            — Wowl Wowl, they had been taken by the spiders. That was their choice. In a manner of speaking they did it so you could live. We used their loving energy to focus and take you away of all that mess.

            — The spiders? What spiders? How can a spider take an adult? You mean there were a lot of them?

            — Meowmm! A lot yes, and also quite huge ones. But you already know them. And…

            Araili’s gaze blurred for a few seconds and Anita felt that he was accessing her energy.

            — Their Elder, she knows you also, you are connected strongly. You’ll meet her in time. Meowrrrrrl :yahoo_eyelashes: Are you hungry?

            The little question distract her attention from all what she was about to ask about her parents and the situation. Yes she was quite hungry, but Lynxie said she’d been sleeping for 3 days? Her stomach was growling quite loudly.

            — Yes, I think so.

            Flap, flap, flap. :yahoo_angel:

            — Oh Owlie! :bounce:

            A beautiful SnOwl was bringing the breakfast. A basket with fruits and breads and all that she could have imagined for her breakfast.

            — Pashi, Araili had told me you were awake, the others are coming. Rafaela is bringing your some milk ;)) I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.

            in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1968
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              joe free fun idea call boy home aware

              Yeah, that’s a cool scrying :D

              in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1967
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                :yahoo_rose: :yahoo_good_luck: :yahoo_rose: :yahoo_good_luck: :yahoo_rose: :yahoo_good_luck: :yahoo_rose: :yahoo_good_luck: :yahoo_rose: :yahoo_good_luck:

                in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #532
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                  Sam chuckled when Becky and Saint Tina asked him about the bandages :yahoo_heehee:

                  — Well, it’s the :mummy: . It’s obvious she exploded in the center of a Constipation Point, and Ogrean was just in the center of the Excitement Point of the Constipation Prout. :yahoo_rofl:

                  Becky looked even more puzzled, and Tina began to laugh widely with Sam.

                  — I just needed to let the anger burst out… it seemed a harmless way of getting rid of that fracking mummy and having fun in the process.

                  in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #512

                  SCHPOOOOOOOH!

                  In the saloon everybody became silent.

                  That noise was so awful.

                  What could it possibly be?

                  As Jo entered the saloon, he was startled by the unusual quietness of it. And he was even more startled to see Mc Gaughran covered with bandages, filthy and juicy bandages. He seemed quite paralyzed with terror. Did he see something horrid? He was coughing harshly.

                  Jo couldn’t help but laugh. And every one in the saloon began shyly to laugh also.

                  in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #511
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                    :mummy: was still wandering about… what the fuck… :yahoo_idk: and suddenly she exploded like all those little lemmings in the game Oh No!

                    :yahoo_not_listening:

                    in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #509

                    Jo was coming back to the saloon… he saw the new guy rushing out, very pale and sweaty face… his skin around his eyes were of a bad red. He seemed feverish and freezing. He saw him open his saddlebag and take an old dirty sweater, quite yellowish and quite fitting with his face color.

                    He thought for a moment of the itchy fever, no, he dismissed the thought quickly, this fever was… no that simply wasn’t possible. This deadly fever hadn’t been heard of for years now.

                    in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1965
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                      :yahoo_billy:

                      in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1958
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                        becky forgotten language death jose next loved let funny baby far town bounce lemon moments year bugger heard skin clear

                        I got mine too ;))

                        in reply to: Synchronicity #1589
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                          whoopi doo

                          in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #503
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                            The entire Italian Lemming colony decided to go to another dimension.
                            They sent some scouts before and the rest will follow quickly.

                            :yahoo_idk:

                            :fleuron:

                            The :mummy: just lost her right foot… how ridiculous, she thought… she would have to keep it in a safe place until she could revive all her body tissues fully.

                            in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #496

                            The hydroplane was flying over the “Sarcastic Sea” in the Bermuda Triangle. Anita was not afraid, her parents had told her about the triangle and the different legends of people disappearing or reappearing there, but instead of being afraid she was a bit excited. She didn’t tell her parents though because it was not officially acceptable, at least she could understand that. Her only friends was a lynx and a rabbit coming often to visit her and play with her. She could see them since the beginning, and at times there were an owl and a goat coming along with them. Her parents wouldn’t believe such thing, but she was 5 and it was acceptable.

                            They had told her the trip will be OK. There will be some surprising event of which they hadn’t wanted to tell her. It was a surprise of sort, and they told her she will create it in the right time. Nothing to fear, because they would be with her. Anita trusted them with her life, they were always kind and fun. And the rabbit had at times the energy of a panda, and she was quite fond of panda too. She had this secret desire to be a panda herself ;))

                            She closed her eyes, how would that surprise be manifested? If she was the one creating it, could she know in advance? But it would not be a surprise anymore… and she loved surprises :) so she won’t try. She just let her inner world open and continued her discussion with her friends. She noticed a yellow butterfly approaching, he was bright and quite funny, flying around like that. It was flying around her head and coming back and forth… and then suddenly kissed her on her nose, she giggled of pleasure, it was so funny, their friends were playing around her in her inner landscape, and all was wonderful.

                            :fleuron:

                            Aaron was trying to call the control tower of their destination… it’s been a few minutes since the last contact and he was beginning to worry. No need to worry, he thought, though he couldn’t really trust it. He didn’t want to make his wife and his daughter worry for that. It was planned to be a beautiful trip from Miami to the New Lunacy Park in the Bermuda Triangle… an island created by men. And he had lost contact with them… :yahoo_nailbiting:

                            in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #495

                            Narani was waiting patiently for her sisters to unfold their own desire. She had multiplexed their personal threads of desire for a new game to generate the magnetic field that was attracting the machinery of the 2 lEGGed creatures. She knew them well, as the oldest sister of her tribe, she was linked to all her “sisters”. And actually there were none of them that wouldn’t be a relative of sort. She had managed to maintain her own children on the island.

                            Her cousin Ararog had also managed her own nest in England. She was connected to her through a strange egg, white with threads of pistachio in it. She could speak from very long distance with that object, that was merely helping her to focus her energy in the most probable direction. She was doing well and there had been lots of movements for her too.

                            :fleuron:

                            :mummy: smelled some chocolate cake in the distance… it seemed delicious and she was so hungry… :mummy: needed chocolate

                            :fleuron:

                            Aldous Mc Gaughran farted contentedly, causing some disgusted glances from the other customers, he smurggled puffing on his cigar. He was feeling aroused by that beautiful blond chick dancing on the stage of the saloon and was making his decision about their family.

                            He :yahoo_pig: would have her.

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