aestylla mi vida! thank you andy thank you thank you. And my beloved sapito looks soooo cute!
and macha! you saved my life!
This is for both of you:
Hmmm... I've decided that's not enough. Here's more love for ye:
-- Edited by Tir Airgid on Monday 17th of December 2012 03:43:47 PM
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Aliza, darling, I was good to you. Better pic Don.
-- Edited by andrea on Friday 4th of October 2013 12:17:08 PM
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I have no idea how you do it! The dagger! Shadow! The BOOBS!
The truth now: I made her huge boobs but then a proper body was impossible!!! So, she has big boobs but she can still walk.
Thank you Don, very kind. Oh, just a thing: did you notice poor Shadow has no balls?
-- Edited by andrea on Tuesday 18th of December 2012 12:00:56 AM
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
ooooh right Tirvy, that is luv! I´m glad you like it.
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
I need to say this: "Cachinnating cockatoo! Cannibal! Carpetseller! Caterpillar! Centipede! Cercopithecus!" ... oh poor Potty .People are mean to you.
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
Adrea is the best! The details are what make it, check out the horses hair!
So Tir and Macha, I am feeling that we might want to add "buffer chapter requests". By that I mean, requests "buffers" where they might input their own story before another writer aborts the storyline.
So far I was the one that took our characters to a location, put them on a ship and then sank the ship, and your characters chapters are simply constantly reacting to the situations and trouble I put you in.
It might make for a fun read, but I understand if there would be some frustration for the "reactive" writing exercise.
Do you agree? Or maybe think of another way of avoiding this problem?
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It also depends on the style of the writer, because in this case I took my time, setting something up - haha I also wanted to sink the ship, but not yet. I don't mind you went ahead with it - all jokes aside - and I really love having to react and adapt to different changes. But yes, your idea sounds good - maybe when we have something clear in mind that we really want to write but we feel we need a bit of build-up, we could ask the others to give us more time.
Now, without giving too much away, can I ask where are you planning to go once Tir writes her bit? Because we looked at the map and the canon events in that year (280, more or less) and we're thinking we should head to KL (on a southern route) because we'd have more stuff to do. And yes, I found a good explanation for delaying Potty's trip North. The problem is that will leave you alone. Should we work on something to keep you close?
PS: If it doesn't affect Potty and Aesty immediately, you can go ahead and write your chapter. It might even help us.
-- Edited by Macha on Saturday 22nd of December 2012 10:54:23 AM
“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
Macha, I was gonna have my character find out what Potty's map means in Lannisport , but then you and Tir catch up with her and exact some revenge and torpedo her plans to find the frozen dragon eggs....for now hehe
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Apologies for the length, had to tie in several things. Don... u next.
-- Edited by Tir Airgid on Monday 24th of December 2012 09:12:36 AM
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“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
lol Tir, that was great! You´re falling for Potty tho, that makes me nervous. Señor Potty, you better take that cold shower.
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
Highgarden... is there something I need to know about this place? Please remind me.
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
Septa Wimpa: "Well, lucky for you that you have been saved by a kind Septa, let us move these bodies off into the ditch..." I've been laughing these last 5 minutes and I cannot stop.
@andrea - If I write Potty into the shower, Tir will just write how Aesty finds him in the shower, I just know it. That or she'll make Potty touch himself. So I can't effin shower! LOL
@andrea - If I write Potty into the shower, Tir will just write how Aesty finds him in the shower, I just know it. That or she'll make Potty touch himself. So I can't effin shower! LOL
wut? NO. No touching Señor.
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
Hope everything is well, Paul. Nasty business, we were starting to worry about you.
"Others take my mother up her arse!" Don! What a brilliant idea with that tatoo. This is coming along nicely indeed. We should wait for Tir now to take us all away.
-- Edited by Macha on Friday 4th of January 2013 09:03:54 AM
hehe now we are back on Rygars trail...how on earth they will find them....lol...no idea.
Chapter notes:
Aliza lost all her gold during her escape.
She has Astyllas dagger
She had the map to the frozen dragon eggs beyond the wall, she memorized the translation and directions, then destroyed the map so she would have a bargaining chip. She thinks Rygar holds the last clue that will lead to the treasure, but has no idea where he is now.
Her horse is still tried outside the city (please dont leave poor shadow behind!)
She got captured by guards on the dock, but shouted her bargaining chip to Potty and Astylla, up to you how to get her out of the bind!
-- Edited by DonalNoyesArm on Friday 4th of January 2013 09:16:32 AM
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"Robert was never the same after he put on that crown. Some men are like swords, made for fighting. Hang them up and they go to rust.” -DN
"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
Sorry I have been gone for so long guys. I was in a car accident. I am okay and ready to rejoin the group.
Very sorry to hear that! Glad ur ok.
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“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
DON, do you know you have a better pic of Aliza? I replace the old one if you want to change it.
Machuska: Tell Potty... my shoulders are peeling!!! Pic tomorrow, only if you want handsome.
Ha Tirvy, now he´s really mine! mwahhahahaha
-- Edited by andrea on Monday 7th of January 2013 08:39:27 PM
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).