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    Private/Closed Grave of the Forgotten

    His face was a book open to the wrong page. His secret page. Oh, how the boy despised how his face turned to that page all on its own, when at every other moment he could pick or choose the pages shown as he pleased. It was a nagging thought at the back of his horror-filled mind, to know that...
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    Growing up is mighty lonely.

    Growing up is mighty lonely.
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    Private/Closed Uprising

    The house's silence was Aida's bliss. It was 4 am in the morning and the cheerful insomniac stared out her back window at nothing in particular but for the simple fact that she could. Her toes, bare and calloused from countless midnight endeavors, were rocked by the cool wooden floor as they...
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    Private/Closed Grave of the Forgotten

    Que absolutely, positively, definitely, literally, figuratively, certainly, infinitely, and in all other ways, forever and always despised standing still. He hated feeling leaden, dead of energy, void of movement, because movement reminded the boy he was alive. Like a cat, Que would spit at...
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    Service Pokemon

    Intriguing. I have touched upon this in my own thoughts before but unfortunately haven't had much of a place to try anything out, despite the numerous short stories that could come of these. One thing that I haven't seen much of a focus on is Pokemon for those who suffer mental disorders such as...
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    Private/Closed Poke-Fusion rp OOC

    I'm working on my post, and I was just wondering where the lab was in relation to the stream in the forest that Burble mentioned. Also, what do the general public know of the lab, and the explosion?
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    Private/Closed Grave of the Forgotten

    Swamps, if they were just the right kind, were the most amusing of places. Although the boy had only dabbled in a few of them, the satisfying squelching noises still slumbered within his memory, and Que was absolutely positive that there was no better fun to be had than thwacking, scoring, or...
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    Open The Grand Kalos Festival: De La Vie Et La Mort

    There was a ripple throughout the crowd. Phi could feel it, as if it were a dense fog unraveled, a stormcloud of intensity pulled thin and dispersed. A lot of things, Phi contemplated, were beckoned into the world of dust in such a manner, spreading thin, and thinner, and thinner, until they...
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    That said, I would be honored to join, provided everyone is alright with it. If what you say is...

    That said, I would be honored to join, provided everyone is alright with it. If what you say is true, I am excited to be proven wrong. Still, I am content to just watch, considering the situation.
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    I suppose I should clarify what I mean. Whenever I look into joining a roleplay, I imagine my...

    I suppose I should clarify what I mean. Whenever I look into joining a roleplay, I imagine my character as a color. I try to figure out whether or not this color will add anything to the preexisting palette and enhance the whole picture by warping itself and others through conflict and...
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    where all that is heard is the web of our words, and action brings bloom to deep thought

    where all that is heard is the web of our words, and action brings bloom to deep thought
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    That's a shame. I would have loved to join, especially because this would be a really fun place...

    That's a shame. I would have loved to join, especially because this would be a really fun place to test out Que, but I just couldn't think of what I could add. I despise joining something if I feel I can't contribute. Have fun, and good luck, everyone! I'll keep on watching :P
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    Private/Closed Closer to the Heavens- Coronet Climb

    Que shadowed Phog across the stage, letting his feet drag dully over the floor as his steely gaze roved to and fro. For a few moments, he had hung around the entrance, surprisingly statuesque and eerily void of even the movement of his fingers. When the older, darkly dressed trainer slipped into...
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    Open The Grand Kalos Festival: De La Vie Et La Mort

    Ai was drunk on the adrenaline of battle. His blank gaze, fraught with desire to lounge, had almost become steely, his half-lidded eyes had narrowed, and his whole body quivered as if afflicted by the disease of utter desire. The hunk of grainy cream and purple fur, sprawled out, tail peeling...
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    Private/Closed Poke-Fusion rp OOC

    It is finally complete! Sorry for the delay, but I've been prioritizing the Kalos Festival post, making sure I created the gist of it before I finished this. I'm glad to proclaim that this is now complete, and the Kalos Festival RP reply just needs to be edited a bit more ;P I can change...
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    Private/Closed Poke-Fusion rp OOC

    Alrighty then. I'm almost done with the bio, as I've decided upon a character type I haven't been practicing and am starting a bit anew. Just a few clarifying questions, because I'm a paranoid being who likes to make sure everyone is okay with what I do. First of all, is there an age range I...
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    Private/Closed Poke-Fusion rp OOC

    Well.... I suppose I can join if there are any spots left. Who am I kidding, I'm not fooling anyone XD I'd love to join, but since I'm already in a few roleplays, I thought I should wait to see if anyone else wanted to. So if there are any places left, I might as well ride this train too :P If...
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    Private/Closed Closer to the Heavens- Coronet Climb

    The whistles rang in Que's ears. They were sad whistles, lonely whistles. They cut through the air, sharp as a rusty old knife, souring the world around them. They battered his form, shrill and piercing as a baby's cry. He couldn't get them out of his head. The longer they rang, chopped up the...
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    Open The Grand Kalos Festival: De La Vie Et La Mort

    Phi blinked. Phi blinked again. She smiled. A Zoroark! Such a splendid dark hue it emanated, rippling the crimson with splotches of black, like ink splatters on a page. It clashed sharply with Osh's vibrant yellow, and seemed to mingle within the electric terrain that had claimed the field as...
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    Glad to hear. I guess we will be roleplaying with each other soon :P

    Glad to hear. I guess we will be roleplaying with each other soon :P
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