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Post by Instantaneous Admin on Dec 19, 2008 6:02:33 GMT -5
To whom this may concern:.::.They have all been secretly living among us. Looking like everyone else, they are anything but uncommon. Possibly your best friend, boyfriend or girlfriend, or even your dog. Their minds are one of brilliance and their faces are exceptionally beautiful. Flawless. The only purpose in their life, the only goal of their entire existence, their only chance at survival is keeping the secret. Their lifespan is eternal, unless they can control themselves and they can choose if they want the changing to stop. Mortal or Immortal? As they learn the power of discipline, they have a better chance. Though this takes some time. The wolves and humans are oblivious of their interlacing lives. However the secret is hard to keep to yourself, you cannot control it until you gain the experience. What happens if someone slips? If their control breaks loose? What if ... the code is broken? Now it is time for our story to unfold, another storm for us to break through. I wish you luck, my friend.::. Is it worth it? Let it become Instantaneous. Sincerely,The staff of Instantaneous: tm.
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Post by Sweetiepie on Dec 25, 2008 17:04:38 GMT -5
<table width=480 bgcolor=FFFFFF border=2><tr><td> <center><img src= width=400 height= 400></center><font size=4 font family:Garamond, Georgia, serif><font color=461B7E><center>There are those who seek to destroy us.</font></font><center>__________________________________________
<font color=461B7E size=1 family=Garamond, Georgia, serif><i> But there are those who seek to help us. They are strange allies in desperate times, and only with their help can we save the rest of the human race from the undead and the awakened. The shadowed newcomers who seem to be the bringers of what seems to be the inevitable fate of our world.
They steal in the night, vampires and werewolves, the ever hungry enemy take our women and children, as we try to block out their screams, shrill in the crushing night as they pass into death. This is our story. Our punishment for our sins we were ignorant to the destruction of our home, Earth.
With crippled forces, and seeming defeat, we retreated to the cold stars, a nomad race fruitlessly searching for a home in unforgiving space. Taking with us our forlorn allies, together we spent years searching for our unpromised land.
We called our new home Titainia, from the ship that carried us on our journey of tears. And so, frail at first as a new sapling in a howling storm, peace came to our peoples.
But it was not to last, for They followed close behind.<i> </center> <div align=center> <i><font size=6 font family:tahoma color=461B7E> <a href =http://www.freewebs.com/the-resistancerpg/index.htm>THE RESISTANCE.</a></font></i></div></font></td></tr></table>
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