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Caesar

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  • Archive Re: The City of Brass

    Lucia, the shining city. Its brass domes glitter, promising riches. The spires twist towards the heavens, as if they too wanted to be on an adventure. Below the majesty of ...

    Sep 4, 2014
  • Archive Re: d3m0n hun73r

    Brian | In Pursuit of the Imp "That's one energetic motherfucker," Brian muttered. Space was a white-blue blur zooming around the room. The demon chattered incessantly. "I don't believe you're ...

    Sep 3, 2014
  • Archive Re: d3m0n hun73r

    once again delegating the action Brian | nargyeblarrghwhat Brian came to and saw a fist crash perilously near his head. He tried to blink the fog away as quickly as ...

    Aug 25, 2014
  • Archive Re: d3m0n hun73r

    Brian | so many squishy things to squash it’s like giving jelly to a baby Brian drew his rapier. “Alright, here’s the plan.” As he spoke, his eyes darted to ...

    Aug 21, 2014
  • Archive Re: d3m0n hun73r

    Brian | Cold The countryside was tranquil. Snow fell thick and fast, muting the sounds of nature. There were no birds, and no wind. The trees seemed to huddle together, ...

    Aug 18, 2014
  • Archive Re: the Marked (Accepting)

    Titus realized something was wrong at about the same time he heard the thundering of feet towards him. Five guards, no, six... maybe more. The horde stopped right before him, ...

    Aug 8, 2014
  • Archive Re: Flames of Darkness [Started| Still Accepting]

    Upoptos Thespeios | A crucial game | Day One The gardens were pleasant. They called this the Kingdom of Dark, but evidently, they had not seen the King's gardens. The ...

    Jul 29, 2014
  • Archive Re: London School for the Musically Talented- LSMT for short

    Alice Hart "The London School for the Musically Talented." The limousine stopped. "We are here, Miss." Alice nodded. She looked outside the window. Before her was a dreary sight. The ...

    Jul 22, 2014
  • Archive Re: the Marked (Accepting)

    YEAH OK FINE the ooc information is in the dt "The merchant caravan headed to Ombrose was wiped out," the guard said, toying with his sword's hilt. "That so?" The ...

    Jun 20, 2014
  • Archive Re: the Librarians (Open - Always Accepting)

    Espait, Land of the Nine Kings. The island has long been a powerful force, economically, militarily, but above all, culturally. Its lands are rich in timber, and the coasts form ...

    Apr 18, 2014
  • Archive Re: A Tavern above the docks

    Cato "What do you want?" Cato's grin widened. Exactly what he wanted to hear. He saw one of her arms shift underneath her mantle, probably going for a dagger. "In ...

    Apr 16, 2014
  • Archive Re: A Tavern above the docks

    Cato Cato's face, underneath his hood, morphed slowly into what resembled a grin. He saw the girl stand up and retreat when his gaze fell upon her. Perfect, quite excellent ...

    Apr 16, 2014
  • Archive Re: A Tavern above the docks

    Cato The tavern was interesting, to say the least. An individual could admire it at different levels: a casual glance would reveal nothing out of the ordinary -- blackened rafters, ...

    Apr 16, 2014
  • Archive Re: Pokébook: Europe

    Matt a beautiful day out in the country "The houndoom are weak, come on, are you fucking kidding me, I could take them in my sleep," Matt continued, following the ...

    Oct 19, 2013
  • Archive Re: This is Halloween's Dollhouse [Pokebook Europe]

    Matteo alla lavagna "Il fottutissimo sangue di cristo in croce," Matt cursed. He was in a classroom. It was all too familiar to him. The same creaky whiteboard, the same ...

    Oct 8, 2013


“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
— Emily Dickinson