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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2018 2:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2018 2:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2018 2:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2018 2:33 pm
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GuenivereOrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 5:06 pm
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GuenivereOrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 5:24 pm
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GuenivereOrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 6:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2019 9:20 pm
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𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓷 𝓐𝓻𝓲𝓪
"𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢."
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From a faraway land, Lucian stood on the beach. He had been to this world before, but the land felt different now. Something was very wrong. He pulled out his phone with a GPS. "Ah, what a fine mess France is in." He sighed. "I guess it's time someone fixed it." He zoomed out on the map to look for an island. "Brightmyst Isle." No result. "Huh, now that's odd." but then, he remembered, a long time ago the island he lived on as a child was threatened by somebody. Somebody who wanted to make it their own and use it for evil. With an uneasy voice he mumbled; "Corella Island." into the phone. There was a result. With a sigh, he pulled out the glider from his back and put his phone away. With his powers, he created a strong gust of wind that propelled him into the air, and towards the island.
[exit]
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