Post by ricky on Mar 16, 2007 16:18:44 GMT -5
Name of Site- Towering Eminence
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Type of Animals- Wild Horses
Difficulty- Semi-Literate to Literate
Talking Allowed?- Of course, limited in IC
Plot, if any- You have been traveling for what seems like days, weeks, maybe even months. Life seems to be getting shorter with every hoof you bring forward and drop on the ground. Your own life seems to have become melodramatic, but even worse, death seems to be sitting on your doorstep, waiting to enter and take your soul and party.
But then, you come to a forest where your ears seem to be ringing. But wait, they are not ringing. That is the sound of trinkling water coming from somewhere. You do not know where, but you do not care. You want to find this water. And, the grass. The grass must be an hallucination. It cannot be here, but it is. It is actually real. You cannot believe that your senses are working, and they are picking up sounds and that your nostrils can smell what they are.
But there is only one question left to be answered while you are in this fantasy land.
Will you follow your senses, or let death meet you halfway? Will you enter into the realms of Towering Eminence? The choice is yours
Other- All Gods are open to play.
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Type of Animals- Wild Horses
Difficulty- Semi-Literate to Literate
Talking Allowed?- Of course, limited in IC
Plot, if any- You have been traveling for what seems like days, weeks, maybe even months. Life seems to be getting shorter with every hoof you bring forward and drop on the ground. Your own life seems to have become melodramatic, but even worse, death seems to be sitting on your doorstep, waiting to enter and take your soul and party.
But then, you come to a forest where your ears seem to be ringing. But wait, they are not ringing. That is the sound of trinkling water coming from somewhere. You do not know where, but you do not care. You want to find this water. And, the grass. The grass must be an hallucination. It cannot be here, but it is. It is actually real. You cannot believe that your senses are working, and they are picking up sounds and that your nostrils can smell what they are.
But there is only one question left to be answered while you are in this fantasy land.
Will you follow your senses, or let death meet you halfway? Will you enter into the realms of Towering Eminence? The choice is yours
Other- All Gods are open to play.