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Mark: (friday night, about 6:30 p.m.) Mounting his motorcycle, he lovingly touches hits handlebars, he had worked so hard, holding two part time jobs at once to pay for this, ...

William: Chicago always gave him a feeling of something so immense, moving, alive, (most large cities do this) it was energizing to walk in those streets surrounded by people, smelling ...

**Hey dream, i hope you realize this is gonna be incredibly complex, and it will take a lot of work to keep it going forward, instead of spiraling off into ...

Orsonn: Orsonn is stalking the streets of the city, lost in his thoughts. his longsword strapped to his back, a brace of pistols at his belt, his face unshaved and ...

Name: Orsonn (no last name) Age: 23 Description of Appearance: Has a rather large nose, not ugly, but looks a little out of place,, especially when balanced by a slightly ...

***this looks interesting, i want to join, but dont have time right now, i might post later... **

**after the meal, i dont know if we were planning on leaving straightaway, or if we are given time to prepeare, but my character needs some time to prepare... thanks** ...

**by the way, if anyone noticed, a couple of whiles back, i posted an "evil" character, so we cant just forget him... i think we should just make him an ...

William: On the flight, no one knew, but the reason he said so little, and moved so little was because he was scared to death of flying... it wasnt as ...

** hey people, whats up? I thought this thing had died... but im glad its back up, now i just have to figure out where we are... **

**this is an unfinished poem, but have at it, tell me what you think, ** Farewell the fallen heros Farewell to the courageous and the bold Farewell the Thunder Child, ...

**way to put the question to me, by the way, what City did we decide we were in? is it just some randomtown? or is it a bigger City? say, ...

**for one, yeah, they had grenades in WWI, so its cool** McGannon: barely conscious, Mcgannon could feel the body rolled off of him, and he felt something dragging at him. ...

hello, Im God, nice to meet you and welcome to YWS, from the dreary back-end of Michigan. Most everything was already explained to you by everybody else, so have fun ...

McGannon: Just three yards from our outer trenches, he collapsed, having been hit by several bullets, the wieght of the enemy corpse had become overbearing, and he could no longer ...