August 28th, Poll for you guys in the General board. Please respond.
August 26th, Fix the missing information from the Structure board to the best of my memory.
August 24th, We have a domain name now: shifters.co.nr
August 23rd, Premature site launch. I got impatient.
August 22th, Site created.
•AMBIANCE
Season; Summer
Northgate;
There is a slight breeze up on the mountains. Overall it is a very nice time to spend in the outdoors.
Westside;
The coast has great breeze which are whipping up some nice swells. The bright blue cloudless sky is perfect and the temperature is a pleasent 78 degress.
Eastside;
The bright blue sky is spotted by white fluffy clouds. Perhaps hinting to a possible thunderstorm?
Southside;
The weather is warmer on the Southside at 80 degrees. The humidity is picking up.
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nicotine and negetivity « Thread Started on Aug 27, 2008, 10:18am »
I was leaning somewhat amicably against the outside wall of the dingy cafe, the hospital was clearly in my view. I'd never thought I would see the outside of the monstrous place and the expirience left me strangley empty. I delicately took a drag of my newly purchased ciggarette and exhaled thoughtfully. God, but I couldn't beleive it had taken me so long to discover these little miracle workers. Those delightful electrified mazes would have been a hell of a lot more pleasant with nicoteen coursing through my viens.
My other hand flicked open my zippo lighter continuously, one day I would watch the place burn, watch the drifters scream as the flames slowly licked across their skin. The thought brought a slow smile to my lips. I would do it now if it wasn't for the odd nagging of a consciouns I hadn't been aware existed. Those young little pampered generations could not burn alongside the drifters, my eyes fluttered in the direction of the graveyard, I would not add to the ashes of past generations.
I laughed suddenly a sound that seemed to advertise my instability, startling an aging couple that happened to trundle past. Here I was getting all sentimental over killing little gens when I was only out here to hunt them in cold blood. The old man was staring at me as they sped up their trundle, I met his eyes curiously before my gaze dropped to his throat where I knew a light pulse throbbed. I hadn't been prepared for just how tempting normal humans could be, or how susceptible I was for their throats. It was a constant battle of restraint, one I didn't put much effort into, they meant nothing to me, the only thing holding me back was the complications unexplainable deaths would kick up.
Right now with my warring new found consciouns and emotions over gen 1, the last thing I needed was more complications. It should have been obvious to the drifters that with this freedom I had gained; my first priority was not the extermination of gen 1, I wanted to explore this new found territory discover new things and feed my insatiable curiosity. I was going to take my time to say the least and who knows maybe just dissapear all together nothing was stopping me.
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