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The iron gates of the city might have been the pearly gates of heaven, Gabriel was so joyfully relieved to be walking through them. He could feel tension draining out of his shoulders like hot oil....

There was a thin line between the unusual and the impossible, and Gabriel was starting to get the idea that this elf’s bad luck had crossed it. Giant sandworms popping out of the ground with...

((Please forgive the extended delay.))

“Hey, now, come on,” Gabriel cooed, letting out a small laugh and holding his hands up defensively as if he took the cross-eyed guard’s threat seriously,...

“His deadline?” Gabriel’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. The city behind them was falling apart and she was worried about the man’s deadline? He held his tongue and followed in the short female’s...

Gee, Godhand, thanks for scaring off potential recruits. You should know what kind of effect your face has on a crowd of impressionable RPers.

You've got talent in that department, young one. The "ass" part, at least.

Edit: Wow, that really sounded kinda mean. What I meant to say was, "Be welcome here, and don't let other people's...

So a series of unfortunate events left me without my beloved fellow questers. Since I hate to see a perfectly good opening thread go to waste, I'm going to put this back up on the recruiting market....

You bums!

By "you" I mean everybody who read this thread without becoming immediately entranced by the beauty of this concoction. Come on, slackers, don't be afraid by a plot that doesn't involve...

Gabriel smiled broadly at the elf’s subtle wink. It had been a long time since he’d been able to play schoolyard games with girls. Why was it that females had such a knack for drama? Boys were...

Sorry, sensical titles take too much work.

Okay, so . . . here's the plan:

Gabriel's looking for his daggers and he's going to find out that one of them has been sold to this insanely rich...

Dude, you're a Nazi. ;~P

Yeesh.

I think Heartsblood is still active . . . right? I'm assuming you're still in, so tell me if you want out. But if Maia is truly too busy, I'd be happy to re-open recruitment for a femme.
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Gabriel’s eyes narrowed as he watched the guard head off in the elf’s indicated direction, and he snickered when the drunk man slipped in a mud puddle on his way. He sobered instantly when the...

Okay, so I take it this silence is my punishment for disappearing last time. I get it. No hard feelings. *sniff* Just . . . whenever y'all want to start, I'll be here . . . waiting . . . all alone ....

Phyyyyssssiiiics.
I heard that Newton's Laws aren't really as true as people think they are. Was I lied to?

Oh . . . sorry. Not relevant to the art part of this thread. You're just such a great...

Outrage flared in Gabriel’s chest when Rayse’s comparatively unattractive figure entered his line of sight to brush aside his avenging angel as if she were nothing more than a homeless old man...

Gabriel forgot the pain in his forearm in order to better focus on the misery that was blossoming on his face. How could a protrusion as forgettable as a nose suddenly decide to emulate the...

Gabriel’s eyes widened in indignation. Was the oaf daring to blame him for the strange misfortune that had befallen them? He hadn’t been subjected to so concentrated a dose of improbable calamity...

Here.


But you have to register first.

Gabriel was becoming more and more impressed with the stamina of the suffering beast beneath him as the carriage grew larger and larger with every pounding hoofbeat. The carriage was so close that...

“Who the hell are you?” The tall man’s voice was only slightly slurred, but his blue eyes crossed as he tried to focus then on Gabriel, his lips twisted in a sneer.

Gabriel swallowed hard...

Fate was out to destroy his dignity, of that Gabriel was certain. The horse’s pounding gait stopped suddenly and he heard the bandit dismount. Was he coming to kill him? The option was far too...

Gabriel could hear voices, but they didn’t register in his mind as more than the pleasant murmurings of the cows that he’d been dreaming about for the past few days. There was something hard...

I forgot if I posted the link to the thread, so if I didn't, it's here. If this is redundant . . . well, we've already established that I'm the SF. Cut me some slack. ;P

Crossing the street just wasn’t the frolicsome jaunt that it had always been during Gabriel’s childhood. He was halfway to the mayor when a snorting horse came plunging up the road at him, its mad...