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Rapsodi

#4000
December 10, 2010, 06:00:27 PM
Stay
Love doesn’t make the world go round, love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

Prototype

#4001
December 10, 2010, 06:03:44 PM
Yawn.


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Rapsodi

#4002
December 10, 2010, 06:08:36 PM
Notorious
Love doesn’t make the world go round, love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

Prototype

#4003
December 10, 2010, 06:37:03 PM
Sex


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Dizzi

#4004
December 10, 2010, 06:51:06 PM
Xanadu (Are fictional places allowed?)

Prototype

#4005
December 10, 2010, 06:54:02 PM
Ultra


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4006
December 10, 2010, 07:45:30 PM
Avarice
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Rapsodi

#4007
December 11, 2010, 01:12:23 PM
Exercise
Love doesn’t make the world go round, love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

Fae Brin

#4008
December 11, 2010, 06:21:17 PM
Elaborate
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Prototype

#4009
December 11, 2010, 06:27:15 PM
Element


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4010
December 11, 2010, 06:28:06 PM
Turbulence
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Prototype

#4011
December 11, 2010, 06:39:42 PM
Elite


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4012
December 11, 2010, 06:42:55 PM
Electric
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Prototype

#4013
December 11, 2010, 06:55:52 PM
Elegant


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4014
December 11, 2010, 07:01:35 PM
Tarnish
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Prototype

#4015
December 11, 2010, 07:14:59 PM
Heavenly


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4016
December 11, 2010, 07:15:48 PM
Yummy
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Prototype

#4017
December 11, 2010, 07:22:33 PM
Yelling


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4018
December 11, 2010, 07:23:00 PM
Giant
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Prototype

#4019
December 11, 2010, 07:24:11 PM
Tenacious


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4020
December 11, 2010, 07:25:13 PM
Salacious
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Prototype

#4021
December 11, 2010, 07:25:40 PM
Suspicious


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4022
December 11, 2010, 07:27:07 PM
Sass
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming

Prototype

#4023
December 11, 2010, 07:28:02 PM
Sly


The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

Fae Brin

#4024
December 11, 2010, 07:29:27 PM
Aw-w, you broke the chain!

Young
The idea hovered and shivered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. 
But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
and a subtle fear [capture d] my  h  e  a  r  t.
already [wet] and we're gonna go s w i m ming
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