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[Cosmogyral]

That sounds pretty awesome Cor. And I second Luipaard, can we play it too? Please~? [Cue puppy dog eyes]

[Luipaard]

or pinch me to waking

[TheNightmareComplex]

Because they SLEEP together.

[Ouroborus]

well, "sleep"

[DZombar]

I like the fic. Luipaard I like it a lot. Also I have a long enough break now that I can go in the chat at night again. Then be here with all of you T_T. I missed all of you when I have to be away I feel like I'm being deprived of a family or like a body part or something.
You know I just realized with all of our marriages at least half of the husbands/wives in them have multiple fiancees/wives/husbands and it all leads around to like all of us being married to each other on grounds we are married to someone else.

[CarpeCor]

Sure you guys can play! I have to design the cards and rulebook and stuff, so the art might suck, but sure. I'm having fun coming up with equips, too. A beard and a mudkip hat and a bunch of other stuff

Luipaard- D: poor Evan. I like the fic. ^_^ You're a good writer.

[Luipaard]

@TNC/Ouroboros: Giggity.

@DZombar: Thanks! Glad to hear that you've gotten a break. I've missed seeing you around.

@Cor: Hurrah, a new game! And I'm glad you liked it. You should check out Rhiannon's stuff, she's a lot better than me, heh.

[Lunasa]

Inspired by fic up page. Evance. (I wrote this in about 15 minutes, be gentle)

Scream
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Screaming, there is always screaming. Sometimes it is children crying for their mothers and sometimes it's his friends calling for him. But it's always there. Screaming and the smell of blood so strong it felt real.

Trees stretch on into forever, bare branches clawing at a sky he cannot see. Mist is everywhere, clinging, never letting go. And despite being alone, the screaming continues.

But he isn't alone. He is never alone. IT lurks in the trees, IT causes the screaming. And he can do nothing. So he runs.

The trees grab at him, tangling in his hair and shirt. He had to get away. Away from the trees and the mist and the screaming. And IT. He had to get away.

A root trips him up, sends him sprawling. IT's right behind him. There is a knife in his hand, not that he remembers carrying it. He clutches it, like it is the answer to everything. Raucous laughter bubbles from his throat and he springs. He stabs and hacks and slashes. But it does nothing. IT is still there. But he is gone.

All that is left is screaming and laughter.



Vince holds Evan as he thrashes in his sleep. He wishes he knew what Evan was dreaming, but he would never tell. Just brush it off with a tired smile and a cup of coffee. And all Vince can do is hold him.

[ravenofroses]

luipaard, lunasa...

<3

[Kor]

[Luipaard]

[Lunasa]

Ok, so I'm feeling creative. You know what this means? DRABBLE TIME!

Request, and I may(most likely will) fill it!

[Luipaard]

[Lunasa]

[elizibar]