Right now the current quest is Along came a spider. This thread is open to anyone that wishes to play in it. Threading times will be 36 hours between posts, if you don't post within that time then you will be skipped. If you miss two posts in order without properly rping your character to leave them you own your character up to my might as an St. This could result in a number of things but none of them are good.
Current order of posts is:
Hwyn
Evarista
Bartholomew
Xen
Sayana
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“We ate the birds. We ate them. We wanted their songs to flow up through our throats and burst out of our mouths, and so we ate them. We wanted their feathers to bud from our flesh. We wanted their wings, we wanted to fly as they did, soar freely among the treetops and the clouds, and so we ate them. We speared them, we clubbed them, we tangled their feet in glue, we netted them, we spitted them, we threw them onto hot coals, and all for love, because we loved them. We wanted to be one with them. We wanted to hatch out of clean, smooth, beautiful eggs, as they did, back when we were young and agile and innocent of cause and effect, we did not want the mess of being born, and so we crammed the birds into our gullets, feathers and all, but it was no use, we couldn’t sing, not effortlessly as they do, we can’t fly, not without smoke and metal, and as for the eggs we don’t stand a chance. We’re mired in gravity, we’re earthbound. We’re ankle-deep in blood, and all because we ate the birds, we ate them a long time ago, when we still had the power to say no.”
― Margaret Atwood
Current order of posts is:
Hwyn
Evarista
Bartholomew
Xen
Sayana
Do to the discussion board not being reviewed properly if you want to participate please sign up here. Those wishing to do collaboration please keep in mind that there is a fine line from discussing details and plots and "help my character is in trouble, come save it." that is called meta gaming, and it will result in swift action on my part if I ever find out if occurs. Be a buddy to your peers and help police them up of they do anything wrong. If you see something that concerns you, then politely tell them and then come to me about it. I'm here to help.
“We ate the birds. We ate them. We wanted their songs to flow up through our throats and burst out of our mouths, and so we ate them. We wanted their feathers to bud from our flesh. We wanted their wings, we wanted to fly as they did, soar freely among the treetops and the clouds, and so we ate them. We speared them, we clubbed them, we tangled their feet in glue, we netted them, we spitted them, we threw them onto hot coals, and all for love, because we loved them. We wanted to be one with them. We wanted to hatch out of clean, smooth, beautiful eggs, as they did, back when we were young and agile and innocent of cause and effect, we did not want the mess of being born, and so we crammed the birds into our gullets, feathers and all, but it was no use, we couldn’t sing, not effortlessly as they do, we can’t fly, not without smoke and metal, and as for the eggs we don’t stand a chance. We’re mired in gravity, we’re earthbound. We’re ankle-deep in blood, and all because we ate the birds, we ate them a long time ago, when we still had the power to say no.”
― Margaret Atwood
~Thanks to Aladari Coolwater for the template
I also suspect that the slots are filled up on the grand voyage.