Messages posted by: dinofan09

I have time. Either in PMs or here, tell me what you have in mind and what you need me to do and I will see if i can help. Tonight is not looking good for me though, But this week i should have a little more time on my hands.

I have been better, but I am not in terrible condition. How have you been, Drago, other than losing Steam because of a gigantic amount of money lost through a game, if I understand correctly?

And do you need help writing Part Two's OP?

8luh 8luh I'm here no worries.

I'ma go check the IC. Been trying to start a roleplay myself on RPP, and with softball practice, homework, and the science fair I've been up to my eyeballs.

It certainly has been a while Tierax. Good to see you again.

I came to tell Drago that I will not have Internet access for a good while at home because my connection died and I can no longer leech off my neighbors connection as they locked it. ;P So I may not have access until late next week or longer. I apologize for being unable to post at this moment in time.

I am at a cafe at the moment, and my time to take leave is shortly arriving.

Oh, Shrimp, I was just working on my sheet when i saw potential changes? May I ask what alterations have been made, if any?

And I apologize for my absence as of late, I have been downed with pneumonia and stuck in the hospital for the last week, sick at home for the week before.

I just hope we can keep this place alive for a bit longer.

Then maybe we can actually get the second part of this going.

Oh look I made an ending post until darkie posts then I'll probably make another to seal everything off with Ewan and Mira until the epilogue/part two.

Mira, consumed in her thoughts, did not move even after the ground shook when the bot fell. She did look up though, at the sunset, watching as the bright and soothing orange light entwined itself with the blazing, fiery red the sun cast off. Zorun's song echoed through the heavy air, eery and mysterious as the dark of the moon, which was soon to rise.

The words Where is your God? certainly struck a chord in Mira's faith. She began to question why she was here, for what purpose was she placed among these creatures, and her friends? Why, and how? Why did her life have to be this way? Why not someone else, why couldn't they be more misfortunate than she? Why was she the kid that had to raise a family before her time, why was it her who lost her parents before they should have been lost? Why did she have to lose her childhood, lose frolicking carefree through the forest with her father in the late afternoon sun, why was it her that never got to go into town with her mother to see the people that lived there and learn how to interact with them? Why me?

"Why me," she found herself whispering after a moment of repeating the thought. But then she looked around, and saw the amazing friends and family that she had. She looked around and saw the majestic Raptor-Wings that flew through the air, shaking the ground, and breathing the Divine Wind. She saw the Chronicler, in all his glory, she saw her siblings...her siblings!

She rises to her feet, and watches the sun set once more. As it fades over the horizon, a stunning revelation occurs. "Father, thank you for this. All of this. I lift my soul in prayer again not because I was told to, I realize now, but because I have always known You are there. I have seen the miracles, I have watched You work in all the people's lives...as well as mine. All of this tragedy, this heartbreak, the pain and suffering that has befallen us all...You did that because good will come of it. The rewards of our hardships will fall upon us like rain on a field of thirsty plants, because You decree; I feel it, that all this today is over. It's gone, it's done. You have a bigger plan for all of us today...." She lifted her face to the sky, the remaining light wreathing it with fire. "....Daddy." She hadn't said that word in a long time. Too long.

She smiled and closed her eyes for a moment, having a moment of quiet and spiritual peace, before she turned around and saw Rook. Her smiled widened. "Rook," she breathed, "Rook it's you." She hugged the huge beast's foreleg and rubbed her side. "It feels like it's been forever," she said quietly, in a calm voice.

She then turned to her family, huddled under the stunted tree, and she walked to them. She had never smiled for this long, not that she could remember anyway. She kissed her little sisters' and brother's heads and saw that red streaks stained Zodie's face where she had been crying. Mira stopped for a second and crouched next to her youngest sister. "Hey," she wiped a tear away from the sniffling child's face, "Hey. Everything is okay now. Nothing can hurt you. I would never let it even get close to you." She poked her sibling's nose gently, and felt a flutter of joy when she giggled a little. Taking Zodie from Tori's arms, Mira spun her around, a small girl's laughter filling the near silent air. Zodie squealed in delight and Mira stopped spinning (she was a little dizzy) and looked at her young sibling and friend. The little one's eyes were happy, after all these years.

Mira remembered something...happiness...oh! Ewan. No, not the picture of joy, but, he made her feel joyful. She turned around to see him, and gazed at him with a peaceful smile. She looked at Zodie again, and put her down. Giving her a gentle push in his direction, she spoke quietly but loud enough for him to hear: "Go on, go to Ewan. He won't bite. He's really a sweetheart on the inside." And so she stood up again, arms crossed and smiling, as her little sister happily trotted over to him on her little toddler legs.

And for once Mira felt truly happy.

The young girl did not even look at him. She merely shook her head and sat quite still in the shadow of the metal being before her. At the thought of even thinking about doing as he said, she couldn't bear to even debate whether she should obey him.

Since when has she ever obeyed someone of equal age, intellect, and social standing as her? Much less a guy?

So she sat and tried not to cry, distracting herself with drawings in the dirt, swiping her index finger through the dust and grit to make crude interpretations of the best moments of her life, in order by her age, starting as a toddler and maturing to the fine young woman she has become. The final scene she sketched was the time in the forest when he....

She blushed at the memory; it wasn't that long ago but it felt like ages. She stared at it for a moment as red blood rushed to her cheeks before wiping her hand through the entire line of dirt pictures, sweeping up a small cloud of dust. After drawing those scenes from her life without even thinking about it(okay so maybe she thought about it a LITTLE bit), she made a point to make sure she didn't draw anything understandable, just squiggles and lines as she lost herself in thoughts and memories whilst awaiting whatever it was that was to be done with her.

Oh it's all good. Many have made that mistake, you would not be the first. :3

@Agent: *cough*I'magirl*cough* X3

The online/offline status is glitched up in most threads. For instance, it tells me that Drago and myself are online but no one else in this thread is. Just ignore it, it's a long time issue.

@Shrimp: Thanks. (:

I happen to still be here, friend. :b

Oh coolio. Can't wait to see your sheet~

I feel your pain. Maybe check out Repeated History, since you like dragons? There needs to be another dragon, so far I'm the only one and it's going really slow. Tempus could use a friend. ;b

Rondogw introduced us over Steam, and you are also on Patches' forum. On Steam I am Neophyte Legislacerator, on RPP I am CSP...