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[b]Esrie-[/b] "If you want to come with me you can, but I'm going to need some money for travel expenses. When you took a spill back there your gold flew everywhere. I'm not sure I got it all back... You had about 2900 right?"

The fire roared with the dry, thick logs from the desert. The boy looked dazed still. I sighed and skewerd the vulture on a long stick and began twirling it carefully over the fire. The boy looked slightly interested. [b]Esrie-[/b] "It'll be done soon. Get closer to the fire, it's cold. Now who are you? And why are you in the desert?"

[b]Esrie-[/b] "Dammit! Go away!" Esrie took out the bone and knocked out the vulture. He beat it to death. "Damn thing..." The boy stirred slightly. Esrie began plucking the medium sized vulture and layed the feathers as kindling for his fire.

[b]Esrie-[/b] "I gotta stop being so nice... I'm not going to make it in this carrer with ethics like mine... There you go again talking to yourself..." Esrie sarted building the fire and waited for night to fall.

Esrie sighed. The kid had spilled most of his first waterskin. The ground had drank it up. There was only a swallow left in it. And then there was the money. A good amount, probably about 3000 gold fell from one of his pockets. I could take it. I could take half of it... I could leave him with it, and just keep moving. It was beginning to turn to night. Esrie sighed again. He grabbed 100 gold to pay for the water and the bruised face and sat down, gathering brush for a fire later.

[b]Esrie-[/b] "What the hell was that for?! Why am I getting hurt so much when there aren't even any monsters around?! Who are you? And don't hit me. I probably saved your life." Esrie offered his waterskin again.

[b]Esrie-[/b] "Hey! Hey!! Wake up!" Esrie slapped him and dribbled some water into the kids mouth. He dragged him into the shade of a random rock and waited for the kid to wake up, hoping he wouldn't die for some reason.

[b]Esrie-[/b] "GODDAMNED BIRD!!" It flew away seeming to mock him. "****..." Esrie rubbed his head and trekked forever east, sipping his waterskin.

[b]Esrie-[/b] "Get the hell out of here! Scat!" The vulture looked at him with mute interet. "GO!" Esrie kicked it with his boot. The vulture let out a surprised eek noise and rolled a few feet before getting up and taking to the air. "Nasty carrion bird..." There was shining white bone laying on the ground. Esrie picked it up and examined it.

That battle could have ended Esries journey. He had been stupid. He hadn't healed. He could've easily been killed. Esrie took one of his three potions out of his pack and drank it. Relief spread through his body like liquid ice. He smiled and walked further east and tossed the bottle over his shoulder. It landed near a cactus.

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[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by wild thang [/i] [B]my best friend and i are almost exactly alike, but i wouldnt call us soulmates because we're both guys and neither of us is gay... i hope...[/B][/QUOTE] Shallow. I believe that soulmates can be all genders, any sexual preference, race, creed, or color. How can you say that a soulmate is a male to female (or female to male) thing? Why can't it be two friends? Why can't it be a boy and his dog? If you would have gotten me to post in a thread like this a few more than two months ago, I would have said 'No, i don't believe in soulmates". But I have met someone that is perfect. And if I lose her I doubt I could find another like her. She makes me whole.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Randleman [/i] [B][color=crimson]Give her a "toy" if you know what I mean. She will love you for life.[/color] [/B][/QUOTE] What? That's a terrible idea! Sexual devices are strictly a one year thing. Actually if I gave my girlfriend a device, I think she'd slap me... Then ask me where I got it.

[b]Esrie-[/b] "I'm going to steal from a thief. Whatever... He promised a nice chunk of changem so why not? Oh man... I'm talking to myself... I'm not even in the desert yet and I'm delusional." Esrie took a quick drink from his waterskin and began to cross the desert. It loomed at him with a white heat that was both steifling and deadly. He hoped Chuck, the old man, would make it across safely. It would be terrible if he died and be unable to claim his...

[list]-----[/list] [b]Yes[/b] < [b]No[/b] [list]-----[/list] [b]Esrie-[/b] "Sure. I could use the extra money." He looked at the man. "What did this Necromane look like?"

That was pretty good wristcutter. You definitly got a laugh out of me, no matter if it was your intent or not. :) Me and my girlfriend just passed our second month, though I'm not sure she realized it. My advice for you, of money is not an option, take her out to a nice restaurant. Then afterward maybe to a movie or play. If she really isn't into the movie theater scene, rent a few movies and watch them together. I know that for my sixmonth I'm going to get her... Oh yeah, I can't talk about that stuff anymore. She's coming to OB soon.

Is the text supposed to blink? I keep getting a two-toned effect going on. It's rather disgruntling.

That is one of the most awesome things I have ever seen. The only thing that even remotely urks me is the water. It gets a little choppy at some points. *sets as desktop*

Yeah, it wasn't made at my happiest time.

That's terrible Randle... No more MickyDee's for me...

That's rich man. And I have also learned something that'll help your mate. When doing a gig for the first time, or whatever, wear a diaper. No joke. It honestly helps with those nerve-squirts.

I walked slowly down the hallways of Vondeuxs mansion. The gaurd had hit me. Said it was my punishment. It was no problem. There was now a slight smear of red upon the pale skin of my white cheek. Vondeux would deel with him, hopefully. My eyes lashed hatred. Someone was with my Mistress... And it was not me... That was wrong... The gaurd was right. I had become infatuated. And it was driving me to abandon my nature. The nature of white elves, was calm. Contemplative even. We took things as they came, and enjoyed the fact that we were a rare thing. We loved to be pampered, and have been made to be sexually gratifying. For the second time this day, my Mistress was enjoying someone. I was the first, and someone was making her forget me... [b]Esrie-[/b] "No..." I ducked into the armory and grabbed a serrated knife. Carefully I hid it under my robes and contiued toward Vonduexs room. My eyes flashed a shade of deep indigo, leaving the sky-blue color behind. Blood is what I wanted...

Just out of curiosity, how did you get the little squigglies near the side of the funnel?

I like the one on the far lower left. And for a paint prog, those are damn good.

The special sauce is nothing more than Thousand Island salad dressing.