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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 10:54 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 11:56 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:17 pm
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"Cool, it's a shame I never got a chance to visit Ireland before the end of the world" He continued playing Green Island, now singing along
The island lies like a leaf upon the sea. Green island like a leaf new-fallen from the tree. Green turns to gold, as morning breeze gently shakes the barley, bending the yellow corn. Green turns to gold, there's purple shadows on the distant mountains, sun in the yellow corn.
They came in their long ships from lands across the sea. They came in their long ships and they saw the land was green. Wind in the barley, trout and salmon leaping in the rivers, sun in the yellow corn. Leaping ashore they slaughtered those laboured in the barley, scything them down like corn.
The long ships sailed away and new invaders came. With long bow and lance bringing death in England's name. With sword and with mace, they went reaping though the fields of barley, blundering the yellow corn. Crop followed crop, they prospered in their killing fields of barley, harvest of new young corn.
Marching down the years the men of war they came, with bombs assassin's bullets, cs-gas and guns. Ghosts from the past are chasing shadows through the fields of barley hiding in the new young corn. Nine hundred years they tried to trap the wind that shakes the barley sun in the yellow corn.
The island lies like a leaf upon the sea. Green island like a leaf new-fallen from the tree. Green turns to gold, as morning breeze gently shakes the barley, bending the yellow corn. No force on Earth can ever trap the wind that shakes the barley sun in the yellow corn.
((Song - Green Island by Irische Lieder))
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:40 pm
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Username:Starpaw Roleplay name:Miki Hoshi Age : 16 Sex : Female Race : neko Sexuality: Straight Appearance :![User Image](https://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s294/chuckjonsy/Whitney1.jpg) Powers, Abilities, or Weapons :
she holds a dagger on her side and can controll nature. like she can grow plants, kill plant call, to animals ex. Collar: Black = dangerous Personality: she is dangerous and would like to hurt anyone who hurts her. she has a loving compassionate side but never shows it. she is spontaneous when in a good mood which is hardly ever. she has never loved someone and probably never will. her collar stated she is dangerous and that is why she is trying to escape if she is not in a slave market people will know she is an escaped slave. Bio: she was rejected by her parents and was found in a dark alley at the age of 2. the man that found her was nice and sweet but bye age 5 her "master" was shot in the chest on there church steps. now at age 7 she is out of the orphanage and in a new home. this "master" is mean and treats her like a dog. she had taken the last of this and by age 8 she escaped. age 11 she is anywhere she can find a place to stay. and for 5 years she is going from orphanages to slave markets to the forest.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:59 pm
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