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Date Posted: 22:48:46 06/02/02 Sun
Author: fate & destiny
Author Host/IP: 208.247.220.211
Subject: .twisted.tree.

A fruitful tree of twisted timber grows humbly among other trees of its kind. Nothing draws attention to this particular tree, unless a keen eye spots a half-hidden fruit of pure white coloring.

OOC. Another one that has to be played out. After you've replied to the post, email StopsToGraze@aol.com and simply alert me that you've discovered the twisted tree in Awara. :)

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[> Shiver Me Timbers -- ..Mujaki.., 19:07:14 06/03/02 Mon (198.172.113.37)

..Heiso, mujaki sugisattakanousei ittoku..
..Datte no-moa..

Meandering hellion sashays into area, ginger hued optics casting about a lethargic glance. Brow furrows faintly, triangular lobes pressing against skull. Proboscis wrinkles slightly as scent of this unfamiliar fruit is captured, a sharp, citrus scent evading nostrils. A careless glance is thrown about the area, brow furrowed. As no others are seen within area, cautious steps are taken toward the gnarled tree, interest piqued.

..In The Past, Innocence May Have Been A Virtue�
..But No More..

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[> [> .interest.piqued. -- fate & destiny, 17:24:05 06/08/02 Sat (205.188.197.27)

Nothing changes.

S'rry to be blunt. ;x

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[> [> [> .resume. -- fate & destiny, 14:58:04 06/15/02 Sat (64.12.103.156)

The tree goes on being a tree, just like all the other tree-being trees, save one pure white fruit.

I am guessing that Mujaki's player has become inactive or uninterested (sp). Anyway, I am going to stop checking this forum. If anybody else would like to reply, please do so, and email StopsToGraze@aol.com to alert me. ;D

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[> tastetherainbow -- .skittle., 12:38:52 06/26/02 Wed (64.12.105.27)

The Color:
Orange My Color Wheel
red=pissed orange=content yellow=bored green=jealous blue=sad

Name: Skittle
Species: Equine
Gender: Female

unguis transport frameworks of scion near vermiculated tree. Flutes become erect, nasal passage inhale redolence of lithosphere. globes focus �pon pearl edible pulpy mass, inquisitive

The Color: Orange	My Color Wheel red=pissed orange=content yellow=bored green=jealous blue=sad
Name: Skittle Species: Equine Gender: Female	unguis transport frameworks of scion near vermiculated tree. Flutes become erect, nasal passage inhale redolence of lithosphere. globes focus �pon pearl edible pulpy mass, inquisitive

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[> [> .candid. -- fate & destiny, 10:22:32 06/28/02 Fri (205.188.201.148)

The tree remains unchanging, the white fruit swinging from the phantom's nudge in a seductive manner.

OOC -- I can barely understand your writings. :\ Please use a bit more common english lol.

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[> [> tastetherainbow -- .skittle., 10:30:20 06/28/02 Fri (64.12.102.21)

The Color:
Yellow My Color Wheel
red=pissed orange=content yellow=intrested green=jealous blue=distressed

one creature�s justice is another�s injustice; one creature�s beauty is another�s ugliness; one creature�s wisdom another�s folly.

labrums detach, pulpy mass tak�n within maw. curvature low�rs, removing object from bough.

The Color: Yellow	My Color Wheel red=pissed orange=content yellow=intrested green=jealous blue=distressed
one creature�s justice is another�s injustice; one creature�s beauty is another�s ugliness; one creature�s wisdom another�s folly.	labrums detach, pulpy mass tak�n within maw. curvature low�rs, removing object from bough.

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[> [> [> .remain. -- fate & destiny, 10:41:14 06/28/02 Fri (205.188.201.148)

The fate of a tree ... to have its fruits plucked off and consumed. If a tree could know, would this one know it was special? The fruit in her mouth tasted sweeter than any other. And as for the tree -- it remained the same.

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[> [> [> [> tastetherainbow -- .skittle., 10:43:30 06/28/02 Fri (64.12.102.21)

The Color:
Yellow My Color Wheel
red=pissed orange=content yellow=intrested green=jealous blue=distressed

one creature�s justice is another�s injustice; one creature�s beauty is another�s ugliness; one creature�s wisdom another�s folly.

dentials grasp flesh of mass, ingesting small amount.

The Color: Yellow	My Color Wheel red=pissed orange=content yellow=intrested green=jealous blue=distressed
one creature�s justice is another�s injustice; one creature�s beauty is another�s ugliness; one creature�s wisdom another�s folly.	dentials grasp flesh of mass, ingesting small amount.

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[> [> [> [> [> .white.innocence. -- fate & destiny, 10:53:07 06/28/02 Fri (64.12.103.162)

The taste of sweetness can be felt all through her body, not just tasted by her tounge. Nothing visible changes, but the feelings that run through her have surely never been felt before. The Curse of White Innocence was with the fruit, and now the maiden will transform into a lamb every night, at the hour of midnight. After the passing of the mid moon hour, the mare will become her original form once more.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> tastetherainbow -- .skittle., 10:59:39 06/28/02 Fri (64.12.102.21)

The Color:
Yellow My Color Wheel
red=pissed orange=content yellow=intrested green=jealous blue=distressed

one creature�s justice is another�s injustice; one creature�s beauty is another�s ugliness; one creature�s wisdom another�s folly.

curvature low�rs, deferential shown. although tree had accursed her the edible pulpy mass had been giv�n. thankful was she.

The Color: Yellow	My Color Wheel red=pissed orange=content yellow=intrested green=jealous blue=distressed
one creature�s justice is another�s injustice; one creature�s beauty is another�s ugliness; one creature�s wisdom another�s folly.	curvature low�rs, deferential shown. although tree had accursed her the edible pulpy mass had been giv�n. thankful was she.

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[> .:.a dying flame.:. -- Firebird, 18:17:15 06/26/02 Wed (203.109.252.18)

Apparation materialses nearby, furled flights folding down t' flame-huen flanks, fading int' alike tintage 'till vision o' them is lost.
Oracles whirl with opalescent quality, focusing 'pon vix', crescents flaring t' test scent o' 'she'. In doing so, nares catch a 'whiff' o' a strange scent, eminating from the gnarled tree 'tween her and the other.
Ghostly nails motion int' hesitant gyration, satin mug extended t' nudge at a pristine fruit, hanging from laden branches.
Alas, for death. Inquisitive muzzle passes through sustainance, an' a bitter insanity glitters in now hollow orbs. Giving a sorrowful glance t' vix', Firebird ponders 'pon the intelligence in putting aside the offer o' her recent aquaintance, 'fore disappearing from view.

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