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[i]A Halloween Song[/i]

Shadows on the moon at night
Come along children
Time for a fright

Games and fun And life with no care
War and strife
Will help you there

Joining dancers in the Mist
Don't look down
Or you'll uncover the twist

Candy for your tea tonight
Eat it all
To earn your plight

Creeping, crawling, hide from the light
Always watching you
Just out of sight

Warm and sticky, that's your treat
Salty, pulsing,
Is what we've come to eat

Candle light, beware our fright, we are coming in the night
Blazing moon, we come soon, creeping silently into the room
In your beds, your quaking silently
With a snap, your shaking ends violently...

[sub]PMed to you as well, since I hadn't seen this topic yet >.>[/sub]

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... it is said that around Helloween, each time you vote for MD to gain free credits, one memory vanishes from your mind and materializes in Mur's hands... He thus collects our memories as they were fenths, feeding on them.
With the passing of the time, our minds will look like those of Barren Souls, while he'll keep on increasing his power of master of puppets. I also heard that if these memories contain informations on our familiars or ancestors, their souls will be bound to him forever...
And I had an odd feeling today, while recruiting a new creature, as if we already met before... somewhere...

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Tutorial of Loreroot: You find yourself seated at a table in Defensive Quarters. King Firsanthalas sits at its Head. Do you:

a: take his whiskey
b. ask him if it's true that real men don't wear underwear under their kilts
c. attempt to take his Head
d. take his muffins

results:

a. You are punt kicked out of Loreroot with nothing to show for it but a boot mark on your arse.
b. Firsan gives you a naughty look. Why you ask? Shall I stand up so you can take a peek?
c. Nice work. Hope you can keeps those.
d. Instantly you feel vertigo and find yourself suspended head first over Gazebo of Chaos

The End

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Night is a thing of dreams and folk tales in MD. This story is from long ago, when the sun refused to shine for one ghostly, and deadly night. Imagine nothing could be in sight, because there were no light in MD. All sorts of beings and creatures roamed around feeling out in front of them, hoping to find something more then complete darkness. Small groups of people had found each other and gathered huddling close, waiting for some change, some hope of light. Screams of scared beasts running fiercely about, bumping into trees and rocks as they go. Only one had the capability to traverse through such darkness. Only one, creeped around quietly and with purpose. Screams of people could be heard and then would abruptly stop. The small groups huddling together would jump and shake whenever the screams would stop. After what seemed like an eternity, the first break of light burst through the darkness, like a sword piercing through a shield. Slowly people emerged from whatever hiding spot they had found and looked around, trying to adjust their eyes back to the light. Large puddles of blood could be seen everywhere, but no bodies were ever found. They say to this day if you stand in certain spots with your shadow over it, you can see the faint stain of red from the carnage that happened on the day MD fell into Night.

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[quote name='phantasm' timestamp='1320069936' post='95014']
Night is a thing of dreams and folk tales in MD. This story is from long ago, when the sun refused to shine for one ghostly, and deadly night. Imagine nothing could be in sight, because there were no light in MD. All sorts of beings and creatures roamed around feeling out in front of them, hoping to find something more then complete darkness. Small groups of people had found each other and gathered huddling close, waiting for some change, some hope of light. Screams of scared beasts running fiercely about, bumping into trees and rocks as they go. Only one had the capability to traverse through such darkness. Only one, creeped around quietly and with purpose. Screams of people could be heard and then would abruptly stop. The small groups huddling together would jump and shake whenever the screams would stop. After what seemed like an eternity, the first break of light burst through the darkness, like a sword piercing through a shield. Slowly people emerged from whatever hiding spot they had found and looked around, trying to adjust their eyes back to the light. Large puddles of blood could be seen everywhere, but no bodies were ever found. They say to this day if you stand in certain spots with your shadow over it, you can see the faint stain of red from the carnage that happened on the day MD fell into Night.
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That accounts for all the Ghosts that have been showing up in Magic Duel!

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[i]Dear Mommy Windy,[/i]

[i]By the time you read this message, I will be gone. I was carving a Jack-o-lantern in the park when two valiant lords persuaded me to help them to rescue their helpless comrade. They said he had been taken away by a couple simple-minded pirates on a remote island.[/i]

[i]Don't worry, they won't let me take any risk. The Good Lords Tipu and Sunfire just need someone to help transporting their provisions for the journey. In fact, they told me they only rely on a single substance called "nightshade", which, according to them, is good for the mind and the body. And to be honest, I was indeed quite impressed by their constant state of deep serenity. I feel I can trust them.[/i]

[i]However they refused to tell me how they intended to rescue their comrade, "because it is a complicated plan", they said. But I managed to grasp some scraps of a conversation, where they talked about a bait to distract empty cans, a movelock spell to make something keep still while they would operate, and I heard also "potential food for the commander if he survives". I don't understand all of it, but it appears they thought about all details, so I do not fret.[/i]

[i]It sounds like a great adventure![/i]

[i]Have no fear, I shall return very soon![/i]

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I was walking through Loreroot a few days ago with my good friend Kindred. A strange storm suddenly started and we tried to get cover under a tree. He was faster then I was, but the second he got under it the tree got struck by lightning. I grabbed him fast and headed toward Mardin's Bell to get help. On the way back we ran into and old man. As I asked him for directions to get back to Windy's pub (I don't know my way around Loreroot all that well and I thought Windy will know what to do) he said he will come with us. When I asked if he was sure he knew the right way he replied that he was as sure of the right way as he was of the fact that only 2 of us will reach the pub alive. Right in front of the gates of Marind Bell another lightning struck. I almost dropped my friend and when I looked around the old man was gone, nothing left but his sweater. I didn't have time to go look for him, I just grabbed the sweater fast to shield Kindred from the pouring rain and went to the pub. Windy saved him and after talking to her about the old man she said she never heard of a man matching that description. The only one that could match him had died several years ago in a storm in Loreroot. He hid under a tree that got struck by lightning. When I showed her the sweater she said it was the one he was wearing when going into Loreroot....

(pardon the grammar and the punctuation)

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[quote name='Vasilemacel' timestamp='1320098062' post='95045']
I was walking through Loreroot a few days ago with my good friend Kindred. A strange storm suddenly started and we tried to get cover under a tree. He was faster then I was, but the second he got under it the tree got struck by lightning. I grabbed him fast and headed toward Mardin's Bell to get help. On the way back we ran into and old man. As I asked him for directions to get back to Windy's pub (I don't know my way around Loreroot all that well and I thought Windy will know what to do) he said he will come with us. When I asked if he was sure he knew the right way he replied that he was as sure of the right way as he was of the fact that only 2 of us will reach the pub alive. Right in front of the gates of Marind Bell another lightning struck. I almost dropped my friend and when I looked around the old man was gone, nothing left but his sweater. I didn't have time to go look for him, I just grabbed the sweater fast to shield Kindred from the pouring rain and went to the pub. Windy saved him and after talking to her about the old man she said she never heard of a man matching that description. The only one that could match him had died several years ago in a storm in Loreroot. He hid under a tree that got struck by lightning. When I showed her the sweater she said it was the one he was wearing when going into Loreroot....

(pardon the grammar and the punctuation)
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Not bad. There are several stories in various countries about a helpful spirit that leaves an item of clothing behind. Funny thing is, it disappears from police evidence lockers!

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