RPGWW

It was a slow day at La Estuella Nueva, reflected a small pink-haired sprite as she sat atop the counter, going over the month's accounts. Looking over receipts that were mostly larger than she was tall, Qulam entered the numbers they contained into a book scaled down to her size.

Some might have been distracted by the continuous and cacophonous ticking of several dozen clocks, almost but not quite in harmory with each other. Qulam ...

Hello! Welcome to the Hero's thread of being a moron! Now, you may wonder where his posts are. Well, they were deleted. Because having a high post count obviously gave him a bigger penis, so we decided to hit him where it hurts. Since he doesn't have a proper mind to insult and all.

Edited by:   at: 3/20/03 11:51:20 am

Tell me what you think...

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IMAGINE!

Jackson Myers, lonely orphaned sewer worker in the big city. He worked hard, and he worked alone. But THEN! HORROR UPON HORRORS!

Big Industries sends a killer wave of RED NUCLEAR WASTE down the corridors of the city's sewer system! With our hero Jackson caught in the slide!

ENVISION!

The strange nuclear matter does not kill Jackson, but transforms him into a HERO FOR ALL AGES! Strong! Fast! ...

After the Change 1
-Julian Rootbrew-

A Furry Story written ChristianC

Disclaimer: Julian, The Great Change, BiTech America, etc. are Copy-
righted ChristianC(That's me). Should you wish to use the setting for a
Fic, go ahead, but please tell me in some way. E-mail me at :
SwedishChef@kaio-sama.zzn.com

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Julian flinched as the huge metallic doors hissed open, cracking the
vines attached to them. It revealed a long, dark corridor ...

A Turn in the Path
part I
Hero’s aren’t meant to die.


The two moons hung silently in the night sky. The clouds were still and the ocean calm. Zidane’s tail shivered as the chilly breeze of the night ran across his face. On his shoulder he carried the weight of the battered Kuja.

"Hang in there Kuja."

Zidane whispered as he slowly walked across the Lucid Plains.

"W-why?"

Kuja asked managing to lift his ...

A Lost Soul part I
Returned of the One Winged Angel



In a vast pool of emptiness swirls of sparkling light shimmered across its endless void. The light was sea green, and moved side to side like the never-ending waves along the coast of a beach. Falling into the void was a tall man. His battle-torn black cloak flowed in the opposite direction of his descent. The glittering light of the void brushed across ...

Well....As the title says....These poems are not related to RPGWW...They're about another RPG game I play at lunch with a group of friends of mine n_n Ahead of time....they're meant to be silly(Or non-sensical if you want to put it that way)


Dragon Maw Colleseium

Place your bets,
Just wait and see;
Who's the winner going to be?

Mighty mage?
Or noble knight?
Who cares right now,
Just start the fight!

Cheers shouted,
Taunts flung, ...

(Written some time ago, edited slightly for postage purposes..)

- During the earlier years of Earth's existence, there existed 'with' it a separate but unified planet. This planet, formed and created in a separate plane of existence, shared with Earth the same atmosphere, formed after the same amount of developmental time.. with that, the same s hape..

More or less, this separate planet existed as a 'mirror world', or an exact copy. Whatever eason there ...

(OOC: This happens to be another introductory/backstory fic. I have been experimenting with the title, and I'm not sure whether it's really appropriate to the character. So, rather than dwell on that, I'm just going to start writing. C&C (comments and criticism, for those that have no clue) is very welcome, since I am experimenting in a style I have never tried.)

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((from the Journal of Merayver Glarencite, 12th day of Luciara, 1288))

The ...

"Hero" Chad Kroeger and Josey Scott, Spiderman Soundtrack. So, duh, not mine.

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Tessei picked up a guitar and began tuning it. The Jade Dragon was relatively quiet. Only an old man and two lovers, who sat in opposite corners. Today was a special day to him. Hundreds of miles away from the place he was concieved and hatched, hundreds of miles from the place where the people he loved were slain and forever laid ...