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Sifan silk was truly wondrous. No matter how abused, dirtied, or wrinkled, the tight weave kept the unclean elements at bay. A single night of standing outside in the rain, and Edgar’s cloak had...

I can provide both a troubling lass and a guy bound for blame. I'll start working on a post right now cause I've got the itch, and cause you use such big words. I love a man with big words, because...

"I didn't know Tzaphie-doodle had wings..." Calico mumbled, staring in awe at the boy's heavenly shroud as well as the beautiful blue aura around it. There was an odd feeling there, too, visible to...

Five dunes into his sandy trek, Edgar came to a teetering halt. The drop before him was deeper than the others, so much that the water flooded into it. Oh, yummy! Calico exclaimed, for there was a...

To an Edgar, the world is a fresh, magnificent place brimming with adventures to stumble awkwardly through and lessons to vaguely understand, and then maybe forget in an hour.

The lesson of this...

I avoid walking on cracks, but only on sidewalks. I'm too lazy to bother holding that tradition when it comes to tiles. And I only to it when I'm in need of making the walk interesting.

I guess...

"Fuzzy pinata!" screamed the Althanas-bound Calico as she disjointedly bolted from the trees. Her hands were clasped together, though one wasn't connected to her. In her gummy hand was the wooden...

Oh... hi.

*freezes while holding something over a paper shredder, and it so happens to be the airship blueprint that you beat me in Gisela to get*

I didn't think you were coming back. So, ya...

Real conversation.

Wife: Ow. *laying on floor*
Husband: Did I hurt you?
Wife: No, I hurt me. *gets back onto bed* If you hurt me, I'd complain more.

We should get points for dialogue in...

I'm Jason. I'm 22. I'm slightly insane, or so I'm told, but in that "you're a funny guy" way, not "it's time for your pills, Mr. Chaney."

I work at the Safeway across the street. It's kind of a...

I'd like the mythril helmet, please.

Mucho thankess.

The puppet trundled on down the street, the fae girl slung over his shoulder like a sack of produce for the dinner table. The night-lights lit his way pleasantly, so different from the dark streets...

Honey, Edgar always knows where to go, Calico cooed, her eyes still quaking from the beautiful sight of Lasair in full sparkly flight, or as much as she had seen before Edgar landed in the shallow...

In all the recorded history of the innumerable worlds, scholars had always tried to catalogue the source, or sources, of dreams. In many cultures, they were gods; sometimes called the Fears, the...

It was true. Edgar didn't know what to say. But, that was only because of his master who, despite having many many things to say, only managed to express the first word of each thought before...

Calico had seen the hands coming closer, growing in Edgar's vision like a landslide over his poor wobbly neck, and scream as she might, he couldn't do anything with his wooden limbs held fast by the...

Calico didn't feel like she had struck him. Her gummy arm snapped down with the bottle unbroken and the potential inferno within still contained. He even retaliated with a sword strike at her...

Edgar watched the whole scene as if it were simply Kahlina eating her breakfast. His jaw worked, though, attempting and retracting the statements from beyond that were, no doubt, coming too fast and...

It was a neat trick, the whole shrinky thing, and Calico would have no doubt squealed to see it. However, all she could see through the Dream World end of things was the floorboards that Edgar was...

Edgar staggered out of the pond dripping and twitching, not from injury, though. That's just how an Edgar moves. It did look a bit more fitting, however, with the bottle in his gummy and nearly...

The change of lighting in Edgar's bubble image betrayed the passage of time, prodding Calico's anxiety with every passing second since the cruel men had left. They had assaulted Lasair after Edgar,...

((Imperial))

A short creature had wobbled into the garden behind Tera, making little impact on the exchange of words. This creature, after all, exhibited both the gait and the threat level of an...

Thank you very much. Here's the link.

It's the reciever's turn, so have at.

I hate to detract from the warliness, but me and Lasair need a high ranking Imperial member to post in our thread. Just one post.

The scene: A thick envelope has arrived at the Dirks Estate and...

Death to meanies! Edgar is here. Get 'em Edgar.

Stab.

Yes, stab them good.