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Cat Lyxen · Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2004 12:42 am Post subject: Silent Poet's Birthday Roast!

HEAR YE HEAR YE!!

Saturday Night , December 4th in the year of the town drunk, we are celebrating the birth of Silent Poet!

Come tell your favorite story or joke or just stand there and make fun of him.

The fun starts whenever he wakes up and drags his old butt out of the bed . ( about 9pm eastern)

Come to have fun!!!
And bring a present for Cat. Very Happy

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'I'll end with an edit to Ditto's post since she obviously doesn't grasp the man code.......................having your sister entertained by another gentleman gives you clearance to entertain their sister without retribution while taking care of mom leads to a blood fued which can only end in death" Gnarlug

Mallory Ventrue · Lore Master Joined: 29 Nov 2004 Posts: 1139

*writes on the bottom*

There will be cake and cookies for all! Well... if Cat doesn't eat them all...

-Mallory Rowdep
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Good friends are like stars. You don't always see them but you always know they are there...

Shabam 07:41PM actually meet me somewhere!
Shabam 07:41PM I looked at t.v....
Shabam 07:41PM and got lost

Ken 05:39PM You want to see the short of it?

Athlon · Visitor Joined: 19 Jul 2004 Posts: 8

"Look Ariz, they are habin' a party for StoryMan. He's birfday! No no what they are roastin', but Malry is makin' cookies. Let's go!"

"Sure thing Atlawn. My horsie needs a run anyways. We can run from Luna, ahight?"

With their plans settled the Isk twins search for a present and an excuse
to get out of the house.

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One day Da will make us fancy pictures for our posts too.

Anya Noire · Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2004 11:24 am Post subject:

She sighs as she laid in bed. She was not feeling very well. Which was not the bad part as Vahn was catering to her, but she was gonna miss her fathers birthday party. The first one she would beable to celebrate since finding him. She would have to send Vahn out to get a gift for Poet and have him attend the party. She then moved to the desk and sat down to write her father a letter.

Dearest Father,
Its amazing how time has past..since we finally crossed each others path. I had often sat and wondered what kind of man you were. Tall tales or short little lines..were given to me over time. Nothing but sweet words did mother have for you but sweet was nothing compared to the truth. When we first met I knew just then, what kind of man you are and had been. The alcohol upon your breath, was no surprise. I heard the tales though I thought they were lies. Surely noone could drink as much as she said. But the tenderness in your hug proved to me that the only thing bigger than your drinking ways, was indeed your heart. I could not ask for a better man to claim as my dad. I just hope that I can make you proud and be glad that I am your daughter. Happy birthday father and may your blessings be granted. I love you.

Love Your daughter,
Anya

She then sealed the letter with wax and send it off by messanger. She then curled back into bed and covered up. Perhaps ifs he rested abit she would feel better and woudl beable to attend. Perhaps was the last thought as her eyes closed and she drifted to sleep.
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Arcana · Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2004 3:42 pm Post subject:

For once the Steward and Riverrun received a letter that she didn't happily mark "Return to Sender". This one she forwarded on to her Lady. It was unlikely, but perhaps she might have time to return for this one.