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I think Rashka.exe has stopped working.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA... A.
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Such shouty people in here, gosh.
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Remember to shout your lungs out every once in a while!!
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Shouting here to make sure everyone knows that I'm still here!
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<dances>
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Remember to check both ways before crossing the plains!
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I too am testing the shoutbox for non-nefarious reasons.
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2021 May 22 13:55:49
This is me testing the shoutbox, because shouting is a great stress relief and it would be a shame if it doesn't work.
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2020 Aug 23 09:36:02
*Grabs a camera to record what happens*
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2020 Aug 22 16:24:43
*prods shoutbox*
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<dances>
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Swedish Pagans?
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You're invoking the wrong gods in this place!
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Spirit Walking

Started by Choohan, December 26, 2007, 12:35:35 AM

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Choohan

((Copy-paste from Seers retreat since Ug asked so nicely :) ))

The sooth smell of the slowly burning herbs filled the cave and made the air feel fresh and clean, almost young, unused.

The shaman slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose as he was starting to fall into a trace, freeing his spirit from the matherial world.

He opened his eyes again, the cave around him looked different. Everything seemed as if seen on the surface of a lake, moving and shivering and all colors seemed to have dimed. He turned around and looked at his own body sitting at the ground in the back of the cave, breething slowly.

He walked slowly out of the cave, yet his feets never really touched the ground. Outside the cave was a small valley in the mountains, small bits of grass here and there and large rocks lay scattered across the landscape.

Something moved to his right. It seemed to come straight out from the very mountain. First came a pair of bulky arms which were attatched to an even more bulky and lumbering torso. The spirit was taller then the shaman, standing almost two and a half meter tall, with a small, oval head, it was the spirit of one of the earth elemetals that dwelled in the mountain.

The spirit moved towards the shaman and stoped infront of him. Its glowing eyes looked down at him and it reached out one of its large hands. In its palm lay a tiny figurine, shaped as a dwarf. The figurine was different from everything else since it still had its colors and still seemed solid, as if it was not a part of the spirit world.

The spirit closed its three massive fingers around the figurine and, with a loud crack, crushed it.

The shaman looked up at the spirit and noded slowly, the message was clear. He turned around and walked back into the cave. There he placed his hand on the head of his body, still sitting on the ground and closed his eyes for a breaf moment.

When he opened his eyes once again he was back in the matherial world, sitting on the ground with pieces of shattered rock lay infront of him.