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Shade of Carn Dûm
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U forgot that i luv ORLANDO BLOOM!!!!!XOXOXO!! *swishes her long blonde hair over her back and does her best valley girl impression*
And this is what my name has reduced me to... oh! the horror! the horror! Malkatoj, spot on! How did you know? Since I don't want the mods to close this thread down on account of chatting, I will have to post a reply as well. Which victim to choose... Oh! I know! Encaitare, you are the lucky contestant... Encaitare, you are a child of the clouds. Most of the time you live in a room full of artificially generated mist, caused by the fog machines that you have strategically placed around your room. You always need to be wet, so you had a child kiddie pool installed in your room. It is constantly being refilled by your robot named Marvin. You are a poetry lover and for most of the time that you spend in your tub, you are reading poetry, Vogon or otherwise. When you are at school, you live in a bubble filled with specialized air. The air has pureed crystals in it and reminds you of your natural habitat. You usually wear a sign that says, " Don't touch me, I'm molting." Sometimes you go to the aquarium, actually not sometimes, always. Your favorite exhibit is the starfish, becuase they are stuck to the rocks and you can't for the life of you, figure out how it has happened. sometimes, the security guard (George) escorts you out to the parking lot where you can't find your car, so you just end up taking the blackest looking car. right? |
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: Standing amidst the slaughter I have wreaked upon the orcs
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I picture Mark: 12-30 as a towering patriarchal figure, most likely with waist-length or longer beard, and gnarled staff handy. Most likely to be found wandering the desert.
Favourite activities include striking springs out of stones and pronouncing judgements off of still-smouldering stone tablets.
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Lol! An interesting image, Neurion, considering that Mark12_30, aka Helen is female!
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: Standing amidst the slaughter I have wreaked upon the orcs
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____________________________________ "And a cold voice rang forth from the blade. Yea, I will drink thy blood, that I may forget the blood of Beleg my master, and of Brandir slain unjustly. I will slay thee swiftly." Last edited by Neurion; 03-10-2005 at 01:35 PM. |
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Bittersweet Symphony
Join Date: Jul 2004
Location: On the jolly starship Enterprise
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And if you take your description with a grain of salt (okay, maybe a few grains), it makes some kind of sense. My room is all blue and oceany and I'm a poetry fan (especially Vogon -- it's only the third worst, after all ![]() Quote:
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Amanaduial the archer She's kind, and adventureous, and has that trademark long shiny hair that looks picturesque in a light breeze. (Though it's a pain when there's a storm of any kind, so she resorts to wearing it up most of time.) She is quite tall, and used to feel awkward around any sort of crowd, unless she's near elves.
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: At the abysmal Abyss Mall.
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![]() Malkatoj--You carry around at least one sword with you at all times, though you would prefer to have two. After you accidently cut your hair while playing with swords three times in a row you decided to solve the problem once and for all by getting rid of your head...after further thought however you decided that that wasn't the best of choices and just got a hair cut instead (which hair I don't know...there are too many to choose from...but I'm sure it looks lovely). You were recently put away for saying you were an emperor because some moistend bint had lobbed a scimitar at you (even though we all know that strange women laying on their backs in ponds handing over swords is no basis for a system of goverment and that supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses not from some farcical aquatic ceremony). You manged to escape though because you're a pirate and that's what pirates do...and the fact that you had help from a ninja named Alfred. Your favorite type of music is Rap...Esperanto Rap! Encaitare--Well, I've been picturing you as your Ford Prefect avitar--mostly from lack of imagination--but since that picture was ruined for me the other day at school I now must picture you some other way, so here before the entire Barrowdowns I'll create the NEW YOU! (aren't you excited?...nervous?...putting on your pair of Joo Janta 200 Super-Chromatic peril Sensitive Sunglasses?) You as well as reading poetry (Vogon or otherwise) attempt to write your own. Furthermore you insist on reading it to anyone who will listen and your house usually resounds with your shouts of "Purple rose the sun one night with a lovely greenish-brownish light as penguins falling from the sky learned, too late, they could not fly" or "Garbled flowers, moustached mouse, poor petunia and thinking whale such shall ne'er see my house or hear this lovely rhyming tale" because of the above described behaviour you're usually left homealone. Physically you're very thin and aery. While not actually being small you always give the impression of being some lost faery, correction, some lost mischievous faery. Because you've always been seen as small and unimortant you tend to stand up for the little guys...and if that's not good enough you stand on their shoulders and shout--which ususally gets someones attention. You have long-ish light brown hair, bright and happy eyes (one blue one green) and a pair of fake vampire teeth you wear every single day (and polish before every visit to the dentist). Enjoy! (or not...what with free-will and all...)
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Similar. When i first saw it i was screaming, "Ahhh! The Downs has been taken over by Capitalists!" But now I know that Aber is much different. Thank Hedwig that's not true... ~ Liberal-loving-living Ka
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Encaitare: Your description of me is completely inaccurate except for not wanting to be thought of as 'cute' and wearing glasses, but I like it anyway.
![]() Now I shall describe you. Encaitare looks a lot like her avatar. She is a bit nearsighted, but refuses to wear glasses, giving her a perpetual squint. She likes to be outside, but has to wear tons of sunscreen as she burns easily. She can often be found reading poetry aloud to herself under a tree, or with a laptop computer, at the 'Downs.
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