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Quote from Nolkiss >>

it stays still and silent. it has no discernable features, almost as if it is only a solid black silhouette. 

 

Quote from The_Summoning_Dark >>

"Those who keep to the shadows are thieves and cutthroats who need to veil their evil in darkness! Step forth or I shall make my move!" He says this very dramatically and his voice echoes through the sewers.

 

 *lol, not sure where i was gonna go with that one, u ok with putting it on hold? i thought of one id really like to try*

 *That's fine. I am not even completely sure what his move would have been.*

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*Hi if anyone is on*

 *Hiii*

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A man is walking through the Yonstore. He is dressed in clothes that would be fitting for a royal chef. (Survival or History to identify him).
He whistles a little tune as he walks toward the restaurant district.

(I have a type)

 *lol*

*sorry i dont really do  punctuation im new and juss bad at grammar at it ill try tho  lmfao and your fine*

"yeah she needs to learn not to be such a tightwad tho as she scoffs''

"you can find beauty in the ugliest of creatures hmmm I find all animals admirable maybe it's because I'm a druid I'm not quite sure but I have a hard time being mad at animals."

"do you mind if I ask what happened to your uncle??"

(er anyone tryna rp)

*I'm here, and down.*

(For convinience) Sie returns up into to YonStore and goes into the Salon.

*anyone on?*

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*sorry i dont really do  punctuation im new and juss bad at grammar at it ill try tho  lmfao and your fine*

"yeah she needs to learn not to be such a tightwad tho as she scoffs''

"you can find beauty in the ugliest of creatures hmmm I find all animals admirable maybe it's because I'm a druid I'm not quite sure but I have a hard time being mad at animals."

  

"do you mind if I ask what happened to your uncle??"

 

 *Yeah, I strongly suggest that you use punctuation. Otherwise it is really difficult to understand what you write.*

"Oh, I do find beauty in all manner of creatures. The Maker has designed each beast that crawls upon the earth with incredible features and traits and even if they are not pleasant to look upon, they are beautiful in some other manner. They may not be beautiful appearance wise but the world would be a much less interesting place if they did not exist."

"You're a druid you say? Fascinating. I myself do not have any knowledge of the arcane arts but druidcraft certainly does seem interesting." He laughs when you say you have trouble staying angry with animals. "Animals are animals. You cannot blame them for what they do. However I believe that the Maker has forbidden all beasts to spill human blood and those that do so are cursed and will face his wrath. I also find it hard to forgive that horned hound who bit off several of the fingers on my right hand. It has made my sketchery much more difficult and I have had to learn to draw with my left hand."

"My uncle? Oh it is a sad and sorry tale and his fate is what inspired me to become a wandering researcher of animals."

*I will continue the story of his uncle but I have to leave and won't be responding for a while.* 

a younfg man is sitting at the bar

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*sorry i dont really do  punctuation im new and juss bad at grammar at it ill try tho  lmfao and your fine*

"yeah she needs to learn not to be such a tightwad tho as she scoffs''

"you can find beauty in the ugliest of creatures hmmm I find all animals admirable maybe it's because I'm a druid I'm not quite sure but I have a hard time being mad at animals."

  

"do you mind if I ask what happened to your uncle??"

 

 *Yeah, I strongly suggest that you use punctuation. Otherwise it is really difficult to understand what you write.*

"Oh, I do find beauty in all manner of creatures. The Maker has designed each beast that crawls upon the earth with incredible features and traits and even if they are not pleasant to look upon, they are beautiful in some other manner. They may not be beautiful appearance wise but the world would be a much less interesting place if they did not exist."

"You're a druid you say? Fascinating. I myself do not have any knowledge of the arcane arts but druidcraft certainly does seem interesting." He laughs when you say you have trouble staying angry with animals. "Animals are animals. You cannot blame them for what they do. However I believe that the Maker has forbidden all beasts to spill human blood and those that do so are cursed and will face his wrath. I also find it hard to forgive that horned hound who bit off several of the fingers on my right hand. It has made my sketchery much more difficult and I have had to learn to draw with my left hand."

"My uncle? Oh it is a sad and sorry tale and his fate is what inspired me to become a wandering researcher of animals."

*I will continue the story of his uncle but I have to leave and won't be responding for a while.* 

 "My poor dear Uncle Bawbert the Gobbled. He was a good man and he raised me after my parents died. He was a green grocer and on one of his expeditions he came across a fartichoke plant (delicious! aromatic!). Unfortunately he met a gruesome and grisly end after he was attacked by a baleful blazzrod. If only he had known never to harvest fartichoke plants after the Fifthmoon a mere fortnight after a sandstorm. He would most definitely be a grocer still. Now, he is merely grosser as he has been decomposed in the belly of a blazzrod." He sighs sadly, "My Aunt died a week later. The doctors claimed that it was because of a particularly bad toothache, but I believe that her heart was broken and she could live no longer without the love of her life, my dear Uncle Bawbert the Gobbled." His head is hung low and a single tear slides down his cheek.

He looks back up and a renewed vigor burns in his eyes, "You see, my uncle died because the knowledge of the feeding patterns of a blazzrod and how it is connected to the fartichoke plant was not known to him. How many lives would be saved if they knew not to grab an oiple's flower? How many deaths could be prevented if they knew never to judge a yimp? How many madmen would still be sane if they knew not to eat a spoiled wimple? How many uncles would remain ungobbled if they knew not to harvest fartichoke plants after the Fifthmoon a mere fortnight after a sandstorm?" His eyes blaze with passion and purpose, "This is why I conduct my research. This is why I make detailed sketches with even more detailed notes. This is why I risk being gobbled and chewed and munched and nibbled! This is why I am missing almost all of my toes! For the sake of the people and poor unsuspecting uncles everywhere! Hearken to my warning! If only the people would read my book, then the amount of people who die each year after trusting a squeeblin would drastically drop! I will not be held accountable for the ignorance of others for I have endeavored to spread valuable knowledge and have sacrificed many a lump of flesh for the ungrateful populace! If you wish to be membered and not dismembered, then study my work! Do not let the sacrifice of my earlobe be for nothing! Hearken I say! Hearken! To me!"

He pounds the table with his fist, almost spilling his cheesy chowder. He then realizes he was screaming and seems to become very embarrassed. "Sorry about that, I get very passionate about my work and just the mere mention of my poor uncle is enough to make my heart break."

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a younfg man is sitting at the bar

 He hears the last thing I wrote.

He looks over, curious

*Hi, anyone on?*

Quote from 10_30inDutch >>

*Hi, anyone on?*

 *Being English has its benefits. Unlike most people, I am awake and here*

*anyone want to rp?*

*I will*

*But only if you answer the questions on Last Comment Wins first*

*Evil laugh*

*Ok*

*Nice job*

Oslo is practising with his guitar at the noodle bar.

*For the sake of convenience*

Flint hears Oslo's music and also shows up at the noodle bar. 'Hey Oslo!'

"Oh, hey Flint!"