Lolli Must I kidnap you?? I am hoping you have moar chapters somewhere. If this place gets ignored longer I will tag you 40 times in a row. XD Please come to write!!
Lolli, because it was the weekend and you may have a really good excuse for being gone (vacation ect.) I shall give you until wednesday. Then mah frien the onslaught shall begin.
Lolli Must I kidnap you?? I am hoping you have moar chapters somewhere. If this place gets ignored longer I will tag you 40 times in a row. XD Please come to write!!
Lolli , because it was the weekend and you may have a really good excuse for being gone (vacation ect.) I shall give you until wednesday. Then mah frien the onslaught shall begin.
Lolli , because it was the weekend and you may have a really good excuse for being gone (vacation ect.) I shall give you until wednesday. Then mah frien the onslaught shall begin.
Tomarrow es dday.
He’s probably not seeing them if he hasn’t been online. (Which he hasn’t.)
-last edited on Jun 7, 2018 0:27:50 GMT by Quark: Considering this took up multiple pages of posts I've had to condense this to a single post.
Post by Essa Kryze on Jun 6, 2018 22:41:17 GMT
Lolli (And so it begins. ) Dear Lolly we miss you so Lolli Your fledgling story wants to grow :3 Lolli You've been gone many days Lolli We miss you in so many ways Lolli The things you had, plans to do Lolli Your sudden absence has left us astew Lolli Winter's frost, nipped plans in the bud Lolli Now they're just words sunk in the mud Lolli Come back, please explain yourself Lolli Don't let us collect dust on your self Lolli We hope your just on vaca Lolli And not out of words to say Lolli We've lost many, as hard the times Lolli We miss your quotes and silly rhymes Lolli Could it be, I do this of no need? Lolli Yet the lack of posts for me to read….. Lolli Bear with me, my irritating quest Lolli I'll fulfill my promise, then let it rest Lolli I may make you, and the mods, mad Lolli But if you stay away I'll be sad Lolli I have lost many, I hardly dare to breath Lolli Tell me not, I lose another another this eve Lolli I may be cheesy, and strange Lolli But don't drift out of range Lolli I take my word seriously, though I may regret Lolli Keeping it is taking so many posts yet Lolli We're past halfway in my soLOLoquy Lolli So those still reading, bear with me Lolli Your funny and friendly and difficult too :3 Lolli I learned to embrace something new Lolli I learned we all are difficult at times Lolli But its very worth it for the finds Lolli If forgiveness and willingness go hand in hand Lolli The refining brings diamonds to the land Lolli Perhaps it seems I'm preaching a session Lolli But I'm trying to share a personal lesson Lolli I was taught the lesson recently Lolli And it creeps on my heart unceasingly Lolli I hope I've not just wasted your hours Lolli With silly lines, that resound sour.
Well, I'm sorry. But and elephants faithful 100%. And maybe I'll get hate mail. I know it's really bad. XD But I had to put something in them. I'm so sorry to whichever mod has to mod all this "poetry" XD :X (If this works well, I may have to CONsider it on a smaller scale as opposed to the random forlorn tagging I usually do. )
The colonel was awake and moving hours before dawn. The whole regiment was decked out in full regalia – Not that the venture league has ever been regal in particular. It was a hodge-podge really, only loosely uniformed in the sense that every soldier in the 7th was allowed the distinct pleasure of customizing his uniform to some degree. The moon glowed eerily, its soft light filtered by unseen clouds. It was by this dim light that the column slowly wound off the base grounds into the morning blackness. As soon as they passed the last outpost, the colonel reformed the column into a broad formation better suited to the wide steppes of Crux Nadir. At the formation’s center was company one; at the center of company one was unit one, and at its head was the colonel. “… I only wish the sentinels would finish their new-fangled dropships. That’d make this trip easier, and we’d all be as fresh as we started out.” He overheard Guru whispering to Emarcee. “Aye, but it’s been a stretch since we had a good night’s march though.” Emarcee reflected. “Bah! The longer the better in my opinion. At least we won’t have any colonels besides our own to be suggesting, informing, commanding, and entirely mixing up our affairs. I would gladly sacrifice much sleep if I knew that no one but the 7th, with the colonel at our head, were taking the field.” “What are you talking about?” Emarcee asked, befuddled by the apparent turn in conversation. “I’m worried that whatever officer we are trying to relieve will attempt to take command of both regiments once we join them.” “Oh come now, you’re an eternal pessimist is what you are. Isn’t that right Meihua?” Emarcee turned to his right.
The young woman muffled a yawn. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” She said sleepily, “But if it has anything to do with the discomfort of the early hours, I heartily agree.”
"Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen." —Lollimon the Wise
The colonel was awake and moving hours before dawn. The whole regiment was decked out in full regalia – Not that the venture league has ever been regal in particular. It was a hodge-podge really, only loosely uniformed in the sense that every soldier in the 7th was allowed the distinct pleasure of customizing his uniform to some degree. The moon glowed eerily, its soft light filtered by unseen clouds. It was by this dim light that the column slowly wound off the base grounds into the morning blackness. As soon as they passed the last outpost, the colonel reformed the column into a broad formation better suited to the wide steppes of Crux Nadir. At the formation’s center was company one; at the center of company one was unit one, and at its head was the colonel. “… I only wish the sentinels would finish their new-fangled dropships. That’d make this trip easier, and we’d all be as fresh as we started out.” He overheard Guru whispering to Emarcee. “Aye, but it’s been a stretch since we had a good night’s march though.” Emarcee reflected. “Bah! The longer the better in my opinion. At least we won’t have any colonels besides our own to be suggesting, informing, commanding, and entirely mixing up our affairs. I would gladly sacrifice much sleep if I knew that no one but the 7th, with the colonel at our head, were taking the field.” “What are you talking about?” Emarcee asked, befuddled by the apparent turn in conversation. “I’m worried that whatever officer we are trying to relieve will attempt to take command of both regiments once we join them.” “Oh come now, you’re an eternal pessimist is what you are. Isn’t that right Meihua?” Emarcee turned to his right.
The young woman muffled a yawn. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” She said sleepily, “But if it has anything to do with the discomfort of the early hours, I heartily agree.”
The colonel was awake and moving hours before dawn. The whole regiment was decked out in full regalia – Not that the venture league has ever been regal in particular. It was a hodge-podge really, only loosely uniformed in the sense that every soldier in the 7th was allowed the distinct pleasure of customizing his uniform to some degree. The moon glowed eerily, its soft light filtered by unseen clouds. It was by this dim light that the column slowly wound off the base grounds into the morning blackness. As soon as they passed the last outpost, the colonel reformed the column into a broad formation better suited to the wide steppes of Crux Nadir. At the formation’s center was company one; at the center of company one was unit one, and at its head was the colonel. “… I only wish the sentinels would finish their new-fangled dropships. That’d make this trip easier, and we’d all be as fresh as we started out.” He overheard Guru whispering to Emarcee. “Aye, but it’s been a stretch since we had a good night’s march though.” Emarcee reflected. “Bah! The longer the better in my opinion. At least we won’t have any colonels besides our own to be suggesting, informing, commanding, and entirely mixing up our affairs. I would gladly sacrifice much sleep if I knew that no one but the 7th, with the colonel at our head, were taking the field.” “What are you talking about?” Emarcee asked, befuddled by the apparent turn in conversation. “I’m worried that whatever officer we are trying to relieve will attempt to take command of both regiments once we join them.” “Oh come now, you’re an eternal pessimist is what you are. Isn’t that right Meihua?” Emarcee turned to his right.
The young woman muffled a yawn. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” She said sleepily, “But if it has anything to do with the discomfort of the early hours, I heartily agree.”
The colonel was awake and moving hours before dawn. The whole regiment was decked out in full regalia – Not that the venture league has ever been regal in particular. It was a hodge-podge really, only loosely uniformed in the sense that every soldier in the 7th was allowed the distinct pleasure of customizing his uniform to some degree. The moon glowed eerily, its soft light filtered by unseen clouds. It was by this dim light that the column slowly wound off the base grounds into the morning blackness. As soon as they passed the last outpost, the colonel reformed the column into a broad formation better suited to the wide steppes of Crux Nadir. At the formation’s center was company one; at the center of company one was unit one, and at its head was the colonel. “… I only wish the sentinels would finish their new-fangled dropships. That’d make this trip easier, and we’d all be as fresh as we started out.” He overheard Guru whispering to Emarcee. “Aye, but it’s been a stretch since we had a good night’s march though.” Emarcee reflected. “Bah! The longer the better in my opinion. At least we won’t have any colonels besides our own to be suggesting, informing, commanding, and entirely mixing up our affairs. I would gladly sacrifice much sleep if I knew that no one but the 7th, with the colonel at our head, were taking the field.” “What are you talking about?” Emarcee asked, befuddled by the apparent turn in conversation. “I’m worried that whatever officer we are trying to relieve will attempt to take command of both regiments once we join them.” “Oh come now, you’re an eternal pessimist is what you are. Isn’t that right Meihua?” Emarcee turned to his right.
The young woman muffled a yawn. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” She said sleepily, “But if it has anything to do with the discomfort of the early hours, I heartily agree.”
YAY! Our pleas have been answered and a few crumbs have been thrown. :3 Yet the crumbs only whet our appetites for the main course, moar??? Good job on the writing!
The colonel was awake and moving hours before dawn. The whole regiment was decked out in full regalia – Not that the venture league has ever been regal in particular. It was a hodge-podge really, only loosely uniformed in the sense that every soldier in the 7th was allowed the distinct pleasure of customizing his uniform to some degree. The moon glowed eerily, its soft light filtered by unseen clouds. It was by this dim light that the column slowly wound off the base grounds into the morning blackness. As soon as they passed the last outpost, the colonel reformed the column into a broad formation better suited to the wide steppes of Crux Nadir. At the formation’s center was company one; at the center of company one was unit one, and at its head was the colonel. “… I only wish the sentinels would finish their new-fangled dropships. That’d make this trip easier, and we’d all be as fresh as we started out.” He overheard Guru whispering to Emarcee. “Aye, but it’s been a stretch since we had a good night’s march though.” Emarcee reflected. “Bah! The longer the better in my opinion. At least we won’t have any colonels besides our own to be suggesting, informing, commanding, and entirely mixing up our affairs. I would gladly sacrifice much sleep if I knew that no one but the 7th, with the colonel at our head, were taking the field.” “What are you talking about?” Emarcee asked, befuddled by the apparent turn in conversation. “I’m worried that whatever officer we are trying to relieve will attempt to take command of both regiments once we join them.” “Oh come now, you’re an eternal pessimist is what you are. Isn’t that right Meihua?” Emarcee turned to his right.
The young woman muffled a yawn. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” She said sleepily, “But if it has anything to do with the discomfort of the early hours, I heartily agree.”
YAY! Our pleas have been answered and a few crumbs have been thrown. :3 Yet the crumbs only whet our appetites for the main course, moar??? Good job on the writing!
I gotta get my lesson ready for sunday school tomorrow, yeah I know it's a little late in the week to worry about this kind of thing, but it's only the finishing touches- and why on earth am I telling you all this?... Either way, I hope to get more out tomorrow after church, or before as the case may be.
"Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen." —Lollimon the Wise
Loli, call me Loli if you must. But I see where you're comming from as one of my nicknames is lollipop and lolly is just shy of my full nickname. So I guess that would make it my nickname's nickname or something.
"Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen." —Lollimon the Wise
Loli, call me Loli if you must. But I see where you're comming from as one of my nicknames is lollipop and lolly is just shy of my full nickname. So I guess that would make it my nickname's nickname or something.
No, I'm referring to Meilin- er...Meihua. (Sorry. I renamed her...she's "Meilin Jiang" now. But you can still call her Meihua if you want.)
TwoEdge leaned close to the colonel, a datapad in hand. “I haven’t found an inkling of information of a deployed regiment either nearby or in the deep.” “Perhaps Palomar knows something that we don’t.” The colonel cinched his sword strap tighter. “Maybe, but there’s not much the Nexus force knows about that the 7th didn’t find out first.” Shadows fanned out from either side of the column like the spread wings of a bird of prey. These shadows were skirmishers, whose purpose it is to spread far in advance of the main body, guarding against ambuscades and serving as the Colonel’s eyes and ears. They traveled as fast as possible across the barren steppes, not spotting a single human outside the ranks. They made camp the first night on a rare hill, which was really more of a rocky outcropping. It was late on the next day when the Colonel first spotted wreathes of smoke on the horizon. They came from the cooking fires of Zerstörtburg, a small village located across the bridge. The sun lay low on the horizon, dying the small hamlet red with its last rays. “We should be seeing pirate patrols soon.” The Colonel said, scanning the horizon. “Halt! Ready weapons.” After all weapons were readied the Colonel issued the order to move out, and the column started again. They wound down through the unbroken blanket of snow into a cup-like valley through which snaked a frozen river. A wooden bridge led into the village, composed of maybe a dozen makeshift huts. Only a few withered stumps broke the vast smoothness of the surrounding hills. “I don’t see any campfires,” TwoEdge whispered, “And there are fires in the village. I should think the natives would have fled as soon as the fighting began.” The Colonel scanned the town, all was quiet. “You’re right, mate. There’s no way a regiment could be crammed into so few huts, and beside that, there’s no sign of stromlings.” He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “I don’t like it Sir,”TwoEdge said firmly. “It’s too quiet.”
"Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen." —Lollimon the Wise
YAY! Our pleas have been answered and a few crumbs have been thrown. :3 Yet the crumbs only whet our appetites for the main course, moar??? Good job on the writing!
I gotta get my lesson ready for sunday school tomorrow, yeah I know it's a little late in the week to worry about this kind of thing, but it's only the finishing touches- and why on earth am I telling you all this?... Either way, I hope to get more out tomorrow after church, or before as the case may be.
I'm very talk to-able??? Idk. *shrug* But I hope you had fun! YAY!!
Loli, call me Loli if you must. But I see where you're comming from as one of my nicknames is lollipop and lolly is just shy of my full nickname. So I guess that would make it my nickname's nickname or something.
*sigh* Fiiiiine. Yes. XD I just shorten names habitually, but if you want it Loli I will spell it that way from now on.
I am hoping you have moar chapters somewhere. 
If this place gets ignored longer I will tag you 40 times in a row. XD 
Please come to write!! 
Good job on the writing! 
Good job on the writing! 