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Faith Noelle, The comands we give are always followed by orders. :)
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Me: Silvy, exactly, but with chiton's thrown in there. XD
Hey, Faith!
Hey, Faith!
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Faith Noelle, The comands we give are always followed by orders. :)
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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Me: But isn't there an RP down in the basement right now?
Anyway, how about Raven? Might prove interesting, them alone in the dark down there. After all, Madeline is a vampire. XD
Anyway, how about Raven? Might prove interesting, them alone in the dark down there. After all, Madeline is a vampire. XD
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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Me: I think we shoul just do it right here. I know there are several others who are anxious to hear about it, too.
Well, for starters, Rosemarie officially realizes she likes Raven now, and is in the midst of a sort of a panic attack because if the consequences she could face, but she definitely likes him.
Well, for starters, Rosemarie officially realizes she likes Raven now, and is in the midst of a sort of a panic attack because if the consequences she could face, but she definitely likes him.
Me: Brilliant. Our little charmer himself feels a little less sure than he used to, see. Still quite able to focus on only playing with Rosemarie's mind, but having his doubts about how distant he actually is from her, the thoughts reenforced every time they meet. Imagine a forest path obscured by a light mist: that's his mind right now. He can see where he's going, it's just slightly harder to focus than it was.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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Lena: I bet Raven just gets in her head and drives her crazy, as I have heard he does to people.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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Hope wrote: "Me: None. I'm horrible with romance and can only do anything with it if I go with the flow. XD"
Me: All right. I do have a couple ideas, but I can't really confirm anything until we find out more about what exactly Raven's feeling! Lol
Me: All right. I do have a couple ideas, but I can't really confirm anything until we find out more about what exactly Raven's feeling! Lol

Lena: Me? Jealous? Alright then. You feel free to believe what you see fit.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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Lena: Bird Boy? Dreamy Boy? Those are the more unnecessary and stupid nicknames I have heard yet.
Me: Edgar Allan Poe's little friend doesn't appreciate nicknames, you see.
Raven: I really don't.
Raven: I really don't.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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Me: 'Cause his poetry features ravens. 'Sides, out patient of the same name loves him. So does his real-life counterpart who actually does call himself Raven. :)
Jason: Geez. Too many 'ravens' in that sentence.
Jason: Geez. Too many 'ravens' in that sentence.

Lena: Yes, ravens. Creatures the color of midnight's veil. Mysterious. Intelligent...
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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Me: Here goes:
The Silver Spirit
Do you see the little hill?
Out of which the sun rises early in the day?
Near there lies a cemetery,
a haunted, forlorn cemetery.
Can you see it?
And there, near the back.
Do you see the tall dead willow, arms stretched high above the graves?
Well, under it there is a girl--a quiet, peaceful little girl.
She's always there, silent and still.
A stature with limp brown hair and eyes like slate.
The one who's donned a dress the color of the dead moon; a washed-out gray.
Do you see her?
She never speaks except to shriek,
mouth agape in silent horror, face as pale and white as snow--
can you see her, out by the grave with its story to tell?
She's the one who smells of death; and tastes of stars up in the sky.
You can see her now, staring? Very good.
This girl you see is Mackenzie Lee.
Whose silence is golden...
and spirit is silver.
The Silver Spirit
Do you see the little hill?
Out of which the sun rises early in the day?
Near there lies a cemetery,
a haunted, forlorn cemetery.
Can you see it?
And there, near the back.
Do you see the tall dead willow, arms stretched high above the graves?
Well, under it there is a girl--a quiet, peaceful little girl.
She's always there, silent and still.
A stature with limp brown hair and eyes like slate.
The one who's donned a dress the color of the dead moon; a washed-out gray.
Do you see her?
She never speaks except to shriek,
mouth agape in silent horror, face as pale and white as snow--
can you see her, out by the grave with its story to tell?
She's the one who smells of death; and tastes of stars up in the sky.
You can see her now, staring? Very good.
This girl you see is Mackenzie Lee.
Whose silence is golden...
and spirit is silver.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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message 6245:
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.
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Faith Noelle, The comands we give are always followed by orders. :)
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Me: Hope, I relly liked it. Did Mrs. Jones just randomly ask for you to do it, or is everyone doing one?
Books mentioned in this topic
Evolution, Me & Other Freaks of Nature (other topics)Fever 1793 (other topics)
Authors mentioned in this topic
Donna Jo Napoli (other topics)Christopher Paolini (other topics)
Lmao when they start talking all sister like, I can only picture their voices like all dramatic and old timey like when women wore their dresses to their shoes and further.