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[22 Apr 2011|11:37am] |
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Storytellers have captivated audiences for generations with their legends of knights, elves, wizards; of dragons, gods and kings. But there is a rarer gift still; there are those who when they read aloud they bring the story itself off the page and into the real world. Silver-tongues, as they are called are often unaware of these abilities until it is too late.
In the year 2011 two silver-tongues met in an orphanage; bot abandoned and alone they bonded. Together the two of them discovered their gift. They read many books to each other, and through that they learned much wisdom. heir time together would end too son, because one of them would be adopted only four years into their friendship.
Another four years later they would be reunited only to discover that they both had been mistreated in the lives chosen for them. They bonded over their powers once again; the powers that they had hid for the past four years. They began reading characters out of books, and now that they were older their choices of characters had grown up as well.
Unfortunately, one of them read out the wrong character. When Victor Von Doom was accidentally read out of his comic book he kidnapped his silver-tongue. He plans to force the young boy to read out more characters that can help him take over this new world. The remaining Silver-Tongue began reading out heroes from every story she knew of to help her save her friend from Doom.
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[22 Apr 2011|03:23pm] |
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When given the choice, which path would you take?
Winthrop is just your average town, not far from Boston, Massachusetts. To everyone who lives there, it’s just your normal home. There isn’t anything special about the town, nothing out of the ordinary. There are schools and jobs and your neighbor Helen down the street, but little do the townspeople know, there’s trouble brewing right underneath their noses.
Veridian wants control of all things supernatural. Scratch that, he wants control over all things period. Good. Evil. Supernatural and Human alike. He’s got his own money to burn and a lot of high bidders willing to back him on his mission. He smooth talks and has a way about him that’ll make you think that if you help him, he’ll help you. But does he have what it takes to take the reigns or will he be overthrown before he succeeds in his efforts? A war between good and evil is spiraling beyond control and still the people of Winthrop sleep soundly and completely unaware.
So where do you play your part? Will you side with Veridian or are you more virtuous? Are you completely in the dark, living your life as though nothing is happening?
Come join us at Winthrop Divided and let your path be revealed. |
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[22 Apr 2011|04:23pm] |
first, there was fml. then, there was gmh. but have you ever wondered who posts to the infamous "texts from last night" site? look no further. in chicago, illinois, any given person on the street can tell you that they've experienced a crazy "tfln" moment. here, one moment is the difference between people voting on it being a good night...or a bad night. these are texts from your night.
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[22 Apr 2011|05:02pm] |
This is just the beginning...
The powers, the mutants, the metahumans. Call them what you like, it's an undeniable fact that they're a part of our society now and everyday there are more of them. The cause of the sudden mutation is a mystery but the effect is playing out in our daily lives. Are you one of the newly evolved or just a regular person trying to make sense of this crazy new world? Find out at:
»Potentes
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[22 Apr 2011|07:09pm] |
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Hogwarts, meet the Ministry.
With the latest orders from the Ministry, the structure of the Prefect system at Hogwarts was the first change: Prefects have been paired by year and house, forming a team which cannot assign detentions or take house points without consulting one another. It was from this new policy that the Inquisitorial Squad was reborn: a student-run club designed to train interested students in Ministry issues and conflict resolution. At Hogwarts, things are orderly, organized, and above all, fair - or are they?
Prefects are finding new ways to abuse their powers and control others. Students retaliate in their own ways, bringing personal issues before the Inquisitorial Squad, treating it more like a Hogwarts' version of the Wizengamot than a wizarding Model UN club. A secret society runs amok in the student underground, their activities and intentions mysterious and seemingly neutral -- for now.
In a socially revolutionary game, the members of Absit Invidia invite you to join the new generation of wizards and witches as they return to Hogwarts, the war of their parents forgotten. Their new challenge? The battles of everyday life as a young magician; struggling to make friendships, remember charms and pass classes in the face of adjusted policies and countless possibilities. |
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When you wake up, it's in a clinical, sterile room. White walls. White tile floor. Your clothing is the same as you last remember, though you lack weapons or your usual technology.
However, you have no recollection of where you are or how you got here. There's a door on the far side of the room, and as you get up to open it, one wall ignites with a large picture of a spaceship. This spaceship. A recorded voice, female and chillingly nonchalant, begins to play.
“Hello User, welcome aboard the Centurus II. We are currently on the outer edge of globular cluster NGC 5897. Rest assured your needs will be taken care of, User. Enjoy your time here aboard the Centurus." Crackle. "You'll be here a while.
"Your room number is 322.”
And then the door slides open, affording you a glimpse of a long hallway. It's clear this room is merely an arrival station, and as you begin to walk towards the light at the end of the corridor, you hear that voice behind a door as you pass.
“Hello User, welcome aboard the Centurus II...”
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