well...

thornax · (This post was last modified: 05-23-2012, 13:05 by thornax.)

((Sorry guys... I'm done.
SOUNDTRACK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C4ju9YZ4ONY
I'm quitting Kiwike for the time being. I have had am amazing time, but I feel as if the community has changed. This is not to say that I won't come back, but it's a maybe. I feel as if all the craziness that has entered with Revamped is really taking a toll on what I thought Kiwike was.
To top it off I even have an RP reason for leaving, because I know the mods simply NEED everything to be RP Wink

...))

the candle was naught but a stub... He did not care. For the candle would not be of much use to him anymore anyway. He popped his thumb and forefinger into his mouth, and snuffed the candle out by pinching the flame. Ironic, he thought, that he was doing to the flame what the gods had done to him.
He stepped outside, the halls were grand, and he saw the many faces of people he had come to know, the Innkeep, the serving girls, the little children darting between the long oaken tables. He would not tell them, they would find out in their own time. the Innkeep caught his eye on his way out,
" Hey there m'lord, Fine evening to be out I should say. Fancy a draught?" the innkeep laid a frothy tankard down on the table. the foam sloshing in and out of the cup. HE grasped the mug.
The tankard was cold... he felt the icyness seeping through the wood.
"Thank you Ois, may your dreams be ever fruitful." Said the Longstrider. He pushed the Innkeep out of his way and swiftly left the building, his long cloaking trailing behind him... in tatters...

The faceless men awaited him outside,
"it is done. We are off, here." the man handed him a match
"get out of my sight." said the longstrider. his eyes were a bright purple, his Magyk was seeping out, and he did not intend for these faceless men to find out what he really was, one of the Gypsi.
Longstrider struck the match against the pommel of the sword, and the flame left to life, and quickly caught itself on the match. and then... almost as if he were dropping a flower... let if go.
The halls were up in flames, he could here the screams of his men, the soldiers, the boys and girls, perhaps even the Innkeep he had spoken to moments ago.
"snuff it out, show me your power." he spoke to the sky, cursing the gods he had once devoted his entire being to, "Damn Geod... you son of a whore Geod, I always knew you were too stuck up to start at the bottom. Always the Honor always the innocence, well this time no, this time we do it my way." He laughed, a madman's laugh, and strode off into the woods. who's branches cast shadows of leaping deamons against the ground...

((I would like to give my thanks, To Crash, Gecko, Sean, Hoif, Crazy, Saera, and many others. for making my time here wonderful. I would also like to thank Smythie, Bowser, Riskae, Nlewis, and Pwolbart. For even though we disagreed on many an Issue, you helped in making my Kiwike experience memorable. It was an Honor to fight against you. Mayhaps I end up on your side in the future, you never know.
I would also like to give a complaint. Yotta, work. I know you haven't been working on Territories. I think the staff here needs to seriously take a look at the Biased opinions that MAY be taking place. and make reprimands to those who do make those Biased opinions.

thank you,
Thornax Longstrider