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Hellis
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Ok. So to explain how this work.
For those of you who read the MS paint adventures or frequent their forums, you should allready know how this works. For those of you who are new to the concept, it works like this. I am drawing a story, choosing to do so in with a faux game feel to it (aka protagonist having a inventory, possibly stats.) and you the readers, will be the voices/concius/Co-narrators of the story. You suggest what the protagonist do, and possibly some other characters. I then respond to this with driving the story forward in the manner you have chosen. I will alot of times chose the one that to me makesthe most sense/sounds best, or in other cases I will simply go with the majorities voice in the matter.
Fairly simple no? Well then. Lets get started!
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For those of you who read the MS paint adventures or frequent their forums, you should allready know how this works. For those of you who are new to the concept, it works like this. I am drawing a story, choosing to do so in with a faux game feel to it (aka protagonist having a inventory, possibly stats.) and you the readers, will be the voices/concius/Co-narrators of the story. You suggest what the protagonist do, and possibly some other characters. I then respond to this with driving the story forward in the manner you have chosen. I will alot of times chose the one that to me makesthe most sense/sounds best, or in other cases I will simply go with the majorities voice in the matter.
Fairly simple no? Well then. Lets get started!
Sometimes a flower is just a flower, a pretty thing of color and chlorophyll. A little piece of nature, to be plucked and given to someone you love.
And sometimes, just sometimes....
It's a womb, the birthplace of something magical.
Just how [BCOLOR=#000000]darkness[/BCOLOR] is sometimes nothing more then the absence of light, shadows and insubstantial promises of dread.
And sometimes, it is not. Sometime, the Darkness hold things we should fear, things YOU should fear.
And sometimes.
Sometimes you tend to get in situations like this mess.
And sometimes, just sometimes....
It's a womb, the birthplace of something magical.
Just how [BCOLOR=#000000]darkness[/BCOLOR] is sometimes nothing more then the absence of light, shadows and insubstantial promises of dread.
And sometimes, it is not. Sometime, the Darkness hold things we should fear, things YOU should fear.
And sometimes.
Sometimes you tend to get in situations like this mess.
Just WHO and WHAT are you. And why did you get that pink haired girl in so much trouble?
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