To (s)he who views and runs away: I SEE YOU. COME BACK HERE. COWARD.
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So that fanfic I thought of back in late June? The one I decided against because of SAT’s and all? Um, I wrote half of it anyway. I actually think I’m over halfway now. And here, look, I’m posting it!
No, don’t start crying yet! Today I’ll have mercy and post only an intro/teaser. *scrolls through document and selects a couple of paragraphs, hoping they make sense*
…I have returned, mortals!!
Yes, you are reading that correctly. If, in the slim chance that you don’t know who’s writing this, it is I! Much exalted level 78 Priest of Scania, the great Aurida!
…Oh, TakJensen, my… partner in crime, you could say, is here as well.
But enough expository banter! I have, after a long hiatus, been compelled to rejoin Maple Story by that ‘user,’ whom I’m apparently not supposed to know about! …I may have just annihilated Tak’s view of religion, but that will go away with counseling. Or death. Or death-counseling.
“You know, I’m right over here,” he said. Death-counseling it is.
Hello,
This is what happened to my old account. Before i had a bunch of characters(that i will name shortly) that were all in different worlds and were at least lvl 44 or above
Level Class Job World
44 Thief Assasin Bellocan
45 Warrior Page Scania
50 Warrior Fighter Windia
51 Warrior Spearman Khaini
56 Mage F/P Mardia
57 Mage I/L Bera
45 Mage Cleric Khaini
47 Bowman Sniper Bera
Greetings once again. Obviously this series is very new, so if you have not read the prologue or the first chapter, I suggest you read those first or you will be very confused once you start reading this 
Also, don’t expect a new chapter to pop up often because I am a very lazy noob 
Enjoy~
Chapter 2: An old Friend
What rotten luck. Everything was going so well. Lawrence had just mastered the recovery skill and he was plowing through the snail territory with great ease. Who knew just one simple snail would make his most prized sword snap in two. As rusty and as old as it was, a sword made of such find metal should not shatter at a mere swing at a blue snail. There was absolutely no other option now. As much as Lawrence did not want to resort to this, it was clear that find ‘him’ was first priority; the young adventurer knew he’d have to consult with ‘him’ eventually, but he wanted to wait it out for a bit longer. But if he ever wanted a weapon of good quality, ‘he’ was the one to speak with.
Been trying my hand at a little selling using Basil Market. So far some things have sold, one person didn’t even bother to reply or even answered any attempt to contact me (that guy got my first negative feedback). If he’d PM’d back and said he wasn’t interested in the item I would’ve just put it back on auction straight away.
I’m pretty sure we all know Rick Astley, but that’s not the point of this blog. Not yet, at least. Oh, and I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, New Year, and Kwanzaa (whatever the hell that is).
Hmm, so I’ve made a temporary return to MapleStory. Just for a little because I need some relief from my current situations in the real world (which have not been resolved). I just feel like writing a little before I head to bed. Vent and whatnot. Anyway, the following won’t be too exciting. I’m pretty sure you’ll get bored out of your mind. Keh, I can’t think straight right now.
No, wait. You cant.
I’ll tell you the answer then.. to the question of “Where were you?”
See, I was playing Maplestory. OdinMS, that is.
Hokay.
Start from the beggining.
I was casually minding my own buisiness during winter vacation, when- fever struck! I was nauseated, my temperature ridiculously high, and as I lawled all over the house, my bed looked like the greatest thing that I ever owned.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot the pics:
The brown flag is the flag of KAshkun
The yellow flag is for New Saskatchewan
The red stuff in the jar is actually tholins; the stuff that falls like snow on Saturn’s moon Titan
The diagram shows how tholins are made.
+tholins do not naturally occure on Earth* ok here we go
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NORTHERN MARKETS
Episode 67: Kashkun
NORTHERN MARKETS
Episode 68
Gza-Nyima, Sagittarii 29
(Sunday, January 13)
9:50 SEA Time/ 12:30pm Victoria Time
Kashkun City, SEA Lands
The tail-gate of the giant old Sino Army truck was opened and as soon as it popped down, OwlSpirit175 jumped out
and landed with a thump as her boots hit the gravel street. She was covered from head to toe in her giant rope-woven poncho. The hood completely covered her head and she had to push it back to see in front of her.
People. lots and lots of people walking around. That bastard dumped them into the market area. Last time it was a 30 minute walk from outside town. The Sunlight was blocked by the towering buildings. Huge sheets of plained or plywood among plastic sheets, woven tarps and such covered all of the balconies on every building as well as all the market stalls in the street. Owl didn’t take much notice, other than her assumption that people here just hated the Sun more than they feared it.
“Kasta aus! Kasta aus!” some guy shouted from in the truck. More people climbed down the ladder rather than jump.
The human village women climbed down slowly and gently touched their feet on the ground.
“Azure!” Owl called. She waited as another figure clad in the same poncho she was wearing climbed down the mounted ladder. The girl’s hood fell back revealing her dark blue hair as she hit the ground.
“Aye?” she grunted in confusion-
!Thump! The giant Yeti landed right behind Azure. He wasn’t wearing much beyond the giant satchel and shoulder basket he was wearing. But that’s okay because Yetis have thick coats of long fur. Sinorean Yetis had fur in colors of brown, orange, black, gray, white and everything in between. The huge beast-man grunted as he stretched.
Azure cringed as she heard the Yeti’s bones popped. He looked down at the two human magicians.
“Come…we…gather foods and supplies…Yamaa…desires…Saskwa dream catchers…you…obtain..truck leave…in two..Sun times…liao.” he said with his deep voice in slow Singlish.
“Aye,” Owl said, putting her arm around Azure’s shoulders and gently pushed the little magician along as she walked.
Left behind, the Yeti slowly walked to the food market stalls.
The idea seemed a lot better on the blueprints, but oh wellÂ…