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World Long Gone

This sounds interesting. Count me in!

Stranded - Open Ocean

Yo, just a quick heads up saying that I'm back from the Appalachian mountains! The hike was awesome, but I'm pretty exhausted. I'll try and make my first post by tomorrow.

@SomewhatAverage

Glad to hear that you weren't eaten by mountain lions or bears or lion-bears! ;D

Hellooo!

Welcome to the Guild! ;D I hope you have a grand ol' time here. There's lots of peeps who are into Skyrim and Dragon Age as well, so I'm sure you'll find something that fits your taste. Hope to see you around!

Shengxiao

||Felix Leverett||

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@aeuternus

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The girl was striking, to say the least. Her hair was an ebony waterfall of soft, dark locks; her cerulean eyes seemed to reach into Felix's own soul, taking his heart and tickling it senseless. For a moment, Felix resisted the urge to bend down and kiss her land. After all, such a way was customary in greeting a fair maiden. But that'd probably look weird and overdramatic, so he stuck with a simple handshake and smile.

"I don't mind at all," he said with a light laugh. "Quite frankly, I'm not too fond of heights myself." He set his suitcase on the bottom bunk, careful not to jostle it too much. What lay inside was much too precious for such brutish actions. "Some help would be much appreciated, thank you."

He opened his bag, gently lifting a medium-sized wooden box from its innards. Unlike the rest of Felix's belongings, it seemed decades ancient, with minute cracks weaving its walk through the oak and the semblance of tarnish on its silver hinges. While not quite heavy, it was definitely large enough to have displaced most of his clothes from his bag, leaving Felix with half of the necessary clothing needed. Alas, such sacrifices had to be made in the short run. Besides, he could always purchase extras. Maybe he could even ask his roommate to come along. Wouldn't that be a fun little bonding trip? He nestled the box in the upper drawer of one of the dressers before turning to his roommate.

"I'm a junior," he announced proudly. "Although this is my first year here. The years prior, I was at--" Felix paused for a moment, his smile wavering like mirage, "...At an unpleasant boarding school," he finished simply with a seeming tautness to his grin. He couldn't bring himself to share such an unpleasant history with his newfound friend. Even the name itself reopened scars of taunts and name-calling. He shook away the memories. "But that doesn't matter now, eh?" Felix laughed and began to sort out his clothes. "What about you, Miss?"

New Miraculous! Tales from the New World!

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Cool news for Season 2!

@banjoanjo

Can You Hear the Distance Calling? (Accepting)

I'm so sorry guys! I've been really sick! :((

@DisguisedDemon

Aww! Hope you feel better soon. ^^

Can You Hear the Distance Calling? (Accepting)

Kitchen
@Everyone there

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JC caught the spoon, this time managing to keep a hold on it. "Hey," he said as he pointed his spoon at them, "'Careful' is my middle name." His grin turned to a wince as his elbow smacked into a nearby tomato, sending it splattering towards the floor. A nervous laugh slipped out of his mouth, more so from the fact that the kitchen full of cuties was watching. "So, do you think dogs can eat fruits? Vegetables? Whatever tomatoes are?"

He turned and fetched another tomato from the fridge to compensate for his little accident. "Anyways, what do we do to make spaghetti?" He closed the fridge and turned back to the counter, jabbing a finger at the spice rack. Cinnamon, chives, cilantro, and those were just the C's. Some of them had to be used for cooking pasta, right? Shrugging, JC plucked several bottles and placed them beside the newly replaced tomato.

Shengxiao

I wanna hug Luna! Poor lil' roll...
evil plot twist: Luna wakes up from a happy endgame to realize it was all a dream

Shengxiao

Oh gosh X_X I really need to start playing Overwatch, don't I? lol

Stranded - Open Ocean

Kyra Martinez

The Big Island

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@Stekkmen

Kyra slowed as she reached the man, her breath coming out in short, ragged gasps. The sun's rays seemed to have doubled their effort until the sand was a stovetop that steered into the soles of her bare feet. Her lungs and legs burned, and the pain in her chest seemed to double with every effort to breathe. Despite this, cool relief flooded through her at the thought of not being alone.

"Holy..." Kyra trailed off, both from loss of breath and sheer astonishment. She took in the man's haggard appearance and for a brief moment, a flash of vanity invaded her mind. Was that how she looked? It wouldn't have surprised her, looking like a mess with her bare feet and tangled her. Her appearance probably matched how she felt--like complete, utter shit.

"Is there," she paused to catch her breath. Her eyes flitted over the man's shoulder, eyeing the empty beach as if more people would pop up from the bare sand. "Is it just you? Are there any other survivors?"