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Post subject:  Posted: June 29th, 2006, 10:47 pm |
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(Thanks man! Yer added.)
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Post subject: Posted: June 29th, 2006, 10:50 pm |
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[how many positions will need to be filled before starting? just wondering]
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Post subject: Posted: June 29th, 2006, 10:51 pm |
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(A few more I'm hopin'...that is if anyone else is going to join.)
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Post subject: Posted: June 29th, 2006, 11:00 pm |
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[shall try and recruit xD]
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Post subject: Posted: June 30th, 2006, 1:29 am |
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Hmm I've not read the book or seen the movie- can someone summerise or send meh a link?
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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .
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Post subject: Posted: June 30th, 2006, 2:07 pm |
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(Ye should just watch the film Rhav. Explainin' the whole story is hard, and it's especially hard to explain the end. But if there's no possible way ye can see it and still want to join, I'll just try and PM ye the best I can.)
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Post subject: Posted: July 1st, 2006, 1:15 pm |
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(A'ight!!! I'll join, as a family member who's turned detective-y on this thing.... I'll post the bio soon....)
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Post subject: Posted: July 1st, 2006, 3:47 pm |
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(Thanks Luinnar!)
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Post subject: Posted: July 1st, 2006, 8:01 pm |
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(So Pippin...any time set on when we can begin the Rp?)
FRODO
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Post subject: Posted: July 1st, 2006, 8:18 pm |
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(~smirks~ Hmm...how 'bout today?)
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Post subject: Posted: July 1st, 2006, 8:54 pm |
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(OH YAY! I'm up for it! Absolutely!)
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Post subject: Posted: July 1st, 2006, 9:20 pm |
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Post subject: Posted: July 2nd, 2006, 1:54 am |
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It was a cold afternoon in the pine scented forest where the cabin stood still. The wind swept past the trees carrying red, yellow and orange colored leaves. The corn stocks rustled their twisted and hard branches.
The old screen door of the home flapped from the wind, making it creak open and creek close in a repeating manner. The old rocking chair on the front porch rocked back and forth as the wind cradled it slowly. The cobwebs that had recently decorated the steps danced in the cold breeze.
Mort Rainey was laying on his favorite tattered old couch, wearing his favorite techni-colored robe. His veiled glassed eyes were fixed to the ceiling. So many thoughts rushed to and fro in his head. Voices mocked him in so many ways that new sweat appeared on his forehead.
He finally groaned and rolled his lazy self over as he reached for an old bag of Doritos.
(There, it's begun!)
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Post subject: Posted: July 2nd, 2006, 1:59 am |
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The sound of footsteps could be heard from the kitchen. The sound of large boots walking to and fro across the kitchen floor. The sound of a chair being dragged could be heard and then a slight creaking of wood....as if someone or something had sat down in it.
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Post subject: Posted: July 2nd, 2006, 10:40 am |
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The sunlight pierced through the curtains, illumiating the house. The still quiet was all Eric needed to perform his morning mediation. After thirty minutes of sitting there in absolute peace, Eric got up and took off the robe he was wearing. Dazedly, he walked towards his drawers where he extracted a white collared shirt, khaki pants, and a blue tie. He glanced at the clock as he pulled on his pants and buttoned his shirt. His wife was downstairs, cooking breakfast for him. His job as an FBI investagator was not his favorite. When he was in INTERPOL, he was allowed to have a desk job at home. He only came for meetings, briefings, or picking up paperwork. Now in the FBI, he had to go to the office every day and work like a slave until five. He sighed and after tieing his tie, descended down towards the kitchen.
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Post subject: Posted: July 2nd, 2006, 10:48 am |
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Lillian paced her bedroom, though it was morning the sun was obscured by heavy drapery giving the room a gloomy feel. She had just had a most terrible fight with her husband, so much banter and screams that she could not remember what it was about. Oh well, James had stomped out with his coat and briefcase, sure to be back in the evening.
She slumped agaisnt her bed, auburn hair veiling herself from the outside world as a hand cradled her forehead. Lily needed someone to talk too, someone she did not see on a day to day basis. Someone who might understand what she was going through...
Mort Rainy. Lillian and Mort had met many a year back at one of his book signings, she was also an author but wrote short stories for children instead of novals. Lily didn't know his number but she did know where he lived, so pulling on some jeans and t-shirt, throwing on a jacket she walked out of her two-story house, into her car and rode away.
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