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Date Posted: 03:49:55 08/17/02 Sat
Author: ..Harlequin..
Subject: ..rusted bells and bits of hell..

...le harlequin..

...ponderings..

When all grace and regality is cast away, and only the severed ruins remain: what do you call an empire? Is it a tribute to its former glory? Is it now trivial, and scattered? But in true bareness can the confines, and impure branches be discovered. Language was invented to enable us to conceal our thoughts; yet uit also betrays us. We can only guess one's identity by actions and words...it creates such a euphoria in me that I can pry and extort and seek to find what I look for...regardless of stature or hidden motive. That seems to be the coyly veiled goal of most; how quaint that it is also mine, Harle's.
And how fitting.

..individual..

..sooty, ensu'd dreads author contrast b'twixt sienna pellicle 'nd pendelum, cerulean context etching disparity o' carnelian figurine; nigrescent cables affix t' rouge harridian's epidermis. callous rocks collect pliant fell; gyration o' auricles expires as cogizence stature refresh'd. concealment o' game-like emotions unwaver'd, camelia tassels obstruct visage only t' be dismiss'd; svelte chassi virtually motionless excluding scarcely probing maws, as the glacous verdure was left unlocat'd; lucid visionary-spheres fixate 'pon actions in enviroment..

..more ponderings...dos..

Ah...more players in the game. Not more, really, but newer players. The game was lacking; but now it seems to have perked a tad bit.

Sry for late entrance...I like to make it realistic how long it takes for traveling between places, lol

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[> [[ another jester? ]] --
in lieu of a welcome
i'll tell you the rules:
those who don't play fair
go on to play fools

] a languid appogguiatura contaminates the pliant atmosphere, her previous gambit for greeting newcomers uncomfortably over-utilized and thus antiquated. maybe we'll try a new approach: congeniality. but there's no point in completely discarding my brusque disposition, right? [

my name's tequila, and i don't like morons.

[[ ooc: that was a demented post. hey, out of curiousity, could you maybe change the color of your subject and name slightly, because it's so similar to the color of the background. ]]

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[> [> -- , 09:10:41 08/18/02 Sun

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[> [> .another one? how about the jester. -- .Harlequin, 09:27:37 08/18/02 Sun

.[ooc: okies, lol. I have forsaken my html for now. too lazy, lol]

.and I hate smart alecks.
.you are dominent.
.i am dominent.
.I think we're gonna get along just fine.

..lucid optical receptors locate contour o' ungiligrade prescence; yet some how not the absent panjadrome. fibriance embelishes caraoace in alegro tempo, undulation confirm'd as harridian executes horizontal ellipsis 'round ungulate; phelegmatic traits unalter'd. context respir'd; concaves amplify ressecting the pungent biosphere to find its own in the stratusphere. sooty mitts excavate pliant topography, mild interest.

.but what if the fool.
.plays you?.

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[> [> [> [[ forgive my exclusion of the empahsis of jester ]] -- t e q u i l a, 17:10:48 08/19/02 Mon

sans brevity
we would have no wit,
or so the saying goes
but i'm verbose,
and very glib
and now this rhyme i'll close.

] aurciular pinnae abstained from further dull wilting atop bleached acme. acerbic pararmour's interest arose dormant via ample voltage of enpshered pyrate, checked only through obsolete strategums. i think we'll get on nicely. [

] but i captiulate, brevity is the soul of wit; that's why this response is so concise. wouldn't want to contradict such a long-standing belief, now would i? naughty veneer adhered to cranil aur, like chalk to a chalkboard. some things just fit right. [

then i'd be a fool foolishly played by a fellow fool

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