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It worked! I got a notification from myself!
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📚 Appreciator of BooksHuh. Looks like it’s spelled right, so I don’t know what the problem would be.
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📚 Appreciator of BooksI don’t know, it’s pretty intuitive. Maybe it’s because you’ve never been driven to the levels of desperation other people have been when typing your tag.
HOW DARE YOUUUU!!! It’s not that bad!
Any noun can become a verb if you don't care enough.
It’s significantly longer than everyone else’s, but I’m mostly joking.
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📚 Appreciator of Books@jonas I know.
Any noun can become a verb if you don't care enough.
So… who’s going next?
🤍 Ira | Jara | Evelyn | Flaz | Blaine 🤍
I can’t really, cause my character is still separate from everyone else.
I think we just need someone to get things going. If nobody has anything they specifically want to happen before they leave the house, someone should just go for it and start them on there way. How will they know where to go?
@savannah_grace2009 @trailblazer @mineralizedwritings @esther-c @rae @acancelloSo, does anyone want anything to happen before they leave? If not, then whoever goes next should just start them off.
Sorry if I’m overly pushy! I’m excited to start this, and my character basically has to wait for everyone else to leave. Don’t feel pressured to rush for my sake!
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I’m not an expert in the field of fantasy so I’ll probably wait for someone else to get the ball rolling… but if no one else does anything I could just have Kari test the door to see if it opens. They probably should have some direction from someone on what they’re supposed to do, but I honestly don’t really have ideas as far as what they should do.
"Real love is for your good, not for your comfort." -Justin Whitmel Earley
Okay.
The house could probably give them directions. That would make the most sense.
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I think that @rae should start bc she knows the most about Lillen. But that’s just me XD
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333
@rae can start if she wants, I really dont know how to start it either 🙂"Would you kindly...?"
@savannah_grace2009 As requested…
There was another shake of the cottage, and the door flew open, dramatic fog swirling behind a tall, but tiny figure.
She wore many layers of light blue and peacock greene, shimmering in the light, blending in the fog. Her bodice was of blue with marbled green, with the sillouttes of black butterfly’s and flowers.
Her face was of pure white, with rosy cheeks and peachy eye shadow. Her eyes were a pastel purple, and her hair was the same, though styled in a half bun. Upon her head was a crown of lilies and strange tree leaves, perhaps wrought of metal, perhaps wrought of real flowers and leaves.
Though tall, (averaging 5′ 8″) she was skinny, with slim arms that seemed unable to lift more than a sparrow, and figure small enough to slide through a hole only fit for a child.
Over her shoulder hovered a ruby-breasted hummingbird, with colors so vibrant, even the fog could not hide him.
Her pink lips parted in a smile, and she spoke in a beautiful, yet powerful voice, not fitting to her frame.
“Welcome, again. I am the Queen of Lillen, and you are the saviours of Lillen.” The Queen continued to smile as she studied their questioning faces. “Allow me to explain. Lillen once was the most fair land you shall ever see,” she flicked her hand, with fingers like twigs, at the window, and it changed to a picture of a paradise. “It was living, it was beautiful, it was peaceful. But then they came.” Flicking her hand again, the picture was of burnt skeleton trees, and charred ground. Her face grew grave, her smile died on her lips, and her voice sounded strained. “They destroy our land, our people. But…” A tiny green sprout appeared among the black and the ash. “But, you are our hope. I have seen visions of your world, even here I see some of you wearing armor or bearing weapons. You can slay the dragons.” The bird around her chirped and danced in the air in delight, his home would then be new again.
“If you do not wish to fight, you do not return to your worlds.” She swept her arm over the floor, and it to changed, swirling like a whirlpool of the sea, looking as real as life. “This house is made of magic, therefore, I have complete and utter control over it.”
She smiled once again, and held her finger up for the hummingbird to rest on. “Follow me.”
With this, she turned. Her many lightweight skirts twirled around her legs as she die so, and the fog disappeared. Walking through the doorway, with the ones we know and love following her with no other choice, they found themselves in a great garden. It was as beautiful as spring. Hearts longed to remain here, for the birds sang, and doves cooed. Flowers bowed, and saplings by the walls rustled. Fountains dribbled, and waterfalls bubbled. Brooks rushed, and birds bathed.
But the Queen did not stop here, and on they followed her to a great hall, with arching roof, resembling trees. Upon a carpet of lilies, the Queen bid them to sit. As she herself went to sit, flowery vines rose from the white and yellow flower carpet, to form a throne around her.
She was the lady of Spring itself upon her throne of refreshing blooms. Her hummingbird rested among the locks of her hair on her shoulder.
“Speak now, before the quest, or remain silent.”
"You need French Toast."
ooo this gets me excited!!!! 😆 it sounds so magically beautiful!!
🤍 Ira | Jara | Evelyn | Flaz | Blaine 🤍
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