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Post by MINAMI HAYATO on Jun 10, 2013 22:10:24 GMT -5
i'm just going to store w/e i make here don't mind me
to do- 1. hayato post temp 2. aal wants a plot temp 3. nitah wants a post temp
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Post by VERITAS on Jun 11, 2013 12:07:13 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,450px,true][atrb=style,width:115px;vertical-align: bottom;]notes go here n o t e s tags go here t a g s over 9000 c o u n t | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width:320px; border-left: 1px solid #333333; padding-left: 5px;] The officers were satisfied. My MANNER had convinced them. I was singularly at ease. They sat and while I answered cheerily, they chatted of familiar things. But, ere long, I felt myself getting pale and wished them gone. My head ached, and I fancied a ringing in my ears; but still they sat, and still chatted. The ringing became more distinct : I talked more freely to get rid of the feeling: but it continued and gained definitiveness -- until, at length, I found that the noise was NOT within my ears.
No doubt I now grew VERY pale; but I talked more fluently, and with a heightened voice. Yet the sound increased -- and what could I do? It was A LOW, DULL, QUICK SOUND -- MUCH SUCH A SOUND AS A WATCH MAKES WHEN ENVELOPED IN COTTON. I gasped for breath, and yet the officers heard it not. I talked more quickly, more vehemently but the noise steadily increased. I arose and argued about trifles, in a high key and with violent gesticulations; but the noise steadily increased. Why WOULD they not be gone? I paced the floor to and fro with heavy strides, as if excited to fury by the observations of the men, but the noise steadily increased. O God! what COULD I do? I foamed -- I raved -- I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased. It grew louder -- louder -- louder! And still the men chatted pleasantly , and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty God! -- no, no? They heard! -- they suspected! -- they KNEW! -- they were making a mockery of my horror! -- this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! -- and now -- again -- hark! louder! louder! louder! LOUDER! --
"Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed! -- tear up the planks! -- here, here! -- it is the beating of his hideous heart!"
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Post by murk on Jun 11, 2013 13:23:15 GMT -5
aalekh- yeah i made it like 100000x simple i can completely do something different when i feel in the more mood to make something if you want man ; u ; otherwise yeah go ahead [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]AND IT'S MY JOB TO STEAL AND ROB GRAAAAAVES first last age occupation member group trait trait trait friends, you know the drill
enemies, you know the drill
lovers, you know the drill
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made by murk for aalekh
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