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ϒℴμ'╓ℯ ίη α ωα╓. ϒℴμ ღαч ςℎℴℴşℯ ℴηℓч ℴηℯ şί∂ℯ Æ’ℴ╓ ςℎα╓αςℸℯ╓ş ίη Ъαℸℸℓℯ, Ъμℸ ςℎα╓αςℸℯ╓ş ℸℎαℸ ∂ℴη'ℸ Ъαℸℸℓℯ ςαη Ъℯ ℴη ℯίℸℎℯ╓ şί∂ℯ. ϒℴμ ωίℓℓ Æ’ίℊℎℸ ίη şς╓ί℘ℸ Æ’ℴ╓ღαℸ, Ъμℸ чℴμ ღμşℸ Ъℯ ∂ℯℸαίℓℯ∂ ίη чℴμ╓ ∂ℯşς╓ί℘ℸίℴη.

An example of a script format fight:

Warrior 1: Ha! You'll never beat me! *Unsheathes his sword and swings it at Warrior 2's sword in an attempt to cut his cheek.

Warrior 2: *Dodges it and does the same, attempting to render warrior 1 defenseless*

And so on and so fourth.

Here is the list of available sides and classes.

ℱℯηℯşίαηş

Healer: A person with the ability to heal allies in battle. This can strain them if overused.
Warrior: A person that fights with swords.
Druid: A person that fights using the element of Earth. Best if used in long range.
Cat: A person that sneaks supplies to their allies during battle. Also fights if need be.

ℳℴ╓ℊℴℸℎίαηş
Healer: A person with the ability to heal allies in battle. This can strain them if overused.
Warrior: A person that fights with swords.
Druid: A person that fights using the element of Earth. Best if used in long range.
Cat: A person that sneaks supplies to their allies during battle. Also fights if need be.


Of course, you can pick a class not mentioned above. When you join please post a brief introduction.

Example:

Introducing Accalia!

Class: Druid
Species: Elf

Here are the positions for people who run this page.

α∂ღίη: Accalia
ςℴ-α∂ღίη:
ℒℯα∂ℯ╓ ℴÆ’ ℱℯηℯşίαηş:
ℒℯα∂ℯ╓ ℴÆ’ ℳℴ╓ℊℴℸℎίαηş:
ℱℯηℯşίαη ℋℯαℓℯ╓:
ℳℴ╓ℊℴℸℎίαη ℋℯαℓℯ╓:

If you wish to be chosen for the positions above, you may send me a vm, or pm. Don't post it here; you won't be considered for the position, nor will I consider you.

Am I broken?




You pass by me everyday thinking nothing is wrong
And you're right nothing is wrong with me
But I can't cry no matter what
I can't shed a tear no matter how hard I try
And I wonder if I'm broken inside
Why can't I shed one tear
I only feel broken inside when I should be crying
My tears dried up long ago
Where have my tears gone?
Am I broken?
Am I depressed?
Even though I feel fine I just want to cry though I feel fine?
Why do I want to cry even though I feel fine?
Am I broken?
Why can't I cry?
Am I broken?
Why can't I cry no matter what?
Why do I want to cry so bad?
Am I broken?
I feel fine but I want to cry...



Lifeless

Internally Shattered,
My heart is chained.
I cry silent tears,
Hiding behind a mask.
No one hears the scream of pain,
No one sees the tears in my eyes.
High Functioning makes my silence....
Seem as if nothing is wrong.
No one feels the internal pain.
The only person that knows something is wrong
Is you my empathic friend.
Despite the miles between us,
Our connection is strong,
Even if we haven't met in person.
Can't you see into my eyes?
Can't you hear my internal cries?
Can't you hear my internal cries?
Broken
Lifeless
Shattered
I'm nothing more than an empty shell
Looking for a home.



Pain of Loss

Breathing is like shattered glass
The guilt swallows me whole
The pain of loss struck me hard
Tumbling me to the floor
Has no one told you she's
not breathing?
Can't you see I'm not breathing?
Can't you feel the hole in my heart?

Crimson

The crimson sky beckets thee
to her side.
Thy sorrows beckon thee
into her fiery grip.
Thou dost not understand thine
call into the unknown. As the
sun sets her golden ray,
thou hast served her to
thee. Thou betrayal dost
not harm me,
nor dost thine green.
Can thou hear my ragged
cry, or are thou too arrogant
in thine ways to see thy truth
before thine eyes? Thou hast
no line of truth, for thine orbs
doubt my words. She beckons
me to her side, but the light
never reaches my core. The
internal sorrow hast no name
for its game, yet solitude calls
my name. Dost thou know thine
name, or dost thou have no
name? Her crimson ray hast
not opened my eyes, nor dost
it makeith me whole. Dost thou
not hear thine name? Thou hath
no fury when thou awoke to thine
name.​

These are stories that have came to my mind. Some of these (most of these) are fiction, but to some people's beliefs they can be real.
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Confessions of an Empath

Since I was a child I've had psychic abilities. The known abilities I have experienced is communication with spirits, automatic writing, future seeing, and empathy. Empathy is where a person can feel, and experience things from another person or animal. Depending on the person's other abilities, this can impact their life greatly, or it can have no impact on them whatsoever. In my case this has a huge impact on my life.
Imagine this: You're incredibly happy because something good happened to you. You enjoy your day until suddenly you're in public.
Suddenly you feel as if your leg was broke when it wasn't.
Not a big deal right? Well then how about this: a lot of emotions and feelings are all coming to you at once.
This is what it means to be a strong empath. Empaths can often be found lost in thought. They are often the quiet type. Then again with all those emotions coming at you, why would you want to socialize?
Empathy isn't something that can be cured by drugs or therapy. Empaths are not Schizophrenic, and they're not hallucinating.
People often mistake it for Autism, which in my opinion go hand-in-hand. Autism involves uncontrolled emotions, and so does empathy.



Moon Dancer





Prologue



It was a strange day today in the small town of Maccana. The trees were all covered in white sheets of snow. The ground was so full of snow that you couldn’t see the road. My mother told me that this was not a good sign. I laughed at her and wagged my tail as I placed my paws on the snow.






I regretted it when I touched the cold snow because I fell into it and passed out. I knew that sleeping was the stupidest idea I could ever have but I’m a wolf so I’ve had stupider ideas. By the time I woke up my mother assumed I was dead so I slowly clawed my way to the surface, gasping for air. My cognitive functions weren’t working right now due to hypothermia and dehydration.



When I finally gathered enough wits I realized that I was being watched.
“What do you want?†I snarled at the wolf watching me. The wolf was a female, no older than forty-five. She was also about to have a family pretty soon. Suddenly I heard a strange gurgling sound so I ran away from the sound.




Chapter One

A mother told her daughter that she got a new job across the country which meant that they would be moving. Tears poured from the girl's eyes when she said that, and she quickly ran outside the door. She didn't know where she was going, but she did know that she wasn't moving.
She never realized how cold it gets during the winter, but at this point, she didn't care.
She continued running until her foot got caught in a branch and she slipped.
She fell for what seemed like hours before she landed in a nearby river. Her head smacked against a rock which caused her to pass out from the brain damage. The last thing she remembered was seeing the dead tree before she fell.


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I could hear a bloodcurdling scream not too far from my current location, which caused the hair on the back of my neck to stick up. The scream was then replaced by the distinct sound of snapping, which caused me to slowly walk in that direction. I couldn't tell which direction the sound was coming from, so I heightened my hearing by deluding all my other senses to make the sound much sharper. Once the faint sound was sharper, I ran towards the sound, and I stopped dead in my tracks when I was hit by the smell of death. My instinct was to run away from the putrid smell of death, but I was curious as to who or what the smell was coming from, so I slowly edged toward the smell.
When I got close enough that I could see where the smell was coming from, I let out a small yelp when I saw what had happened. The smell came from a human girl who was probably in her late teens, and the girl appeared to have smacked her head on a rock which caused her to drown. I could see the invisible strands of the girl's spirit, so I followed the spirit, guiding it to wherever it is that humans go to after death.






Chapter Two

I slowly opened my eyes to the moonlight pouring in my room from my windows, and I slowly got out of bed. Today was a holiday for my Polynesian family.
Today was a day of reflection for my people, so my parents didn't allow me to go to school today. I don't really care that they took me out of school, since it's just a hell hole for me. When I finally got into the forest I noticed a figure in the distance.
The figure appeared to be a wolf, but I wasn't sure so I slowly crept over there. When I got close enough to see the creature, the wolf let out a warning growl, which is when I stopped. The wolf then slowly crept over to me, and it began to sniff the long, puckered scar on my hand.
That scar brought back painful memories from my past, so I'd rather not talk about the scar. When the wolf was done sniffing me it laid its head on my leg, and I knew that was a sign that it was a friendly animal.
I didn't fear this creature because I'm an android, and as an android I am thus incapable of fear. The creature then proceeded to sniff the metallic scar on my artificial skin. The creature's fur prevented it from the cool, smooth temperature of my artificial skin, so I was quite fond of this creature I had the ability to touch without harming.