I'm Done For

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I can't post anymore. Wish you all good lives. I got back from football camp a half hour ago. I have been there since 8:00 A.M.

I'm done now, and likely forever. I have football camp which is exhausting, and I also work late hours. I don't have time for fun anymore. I wish you good Rp's. Goodbye. Erase my characters from all Rp's.

Here lies Chesty
R.I.P.
Everybody is dying.
NOOOOOO! Not another!
Au revoir.
The dead, despite our greatest desires, shall remain so.
-Unknown
Through Korhal over fen and field where the long grass
grows
The West Wind comes walking, and about the walls it
goes.
'What news from the West, O wandering wind, do you
bring to me tonight?
Have you seen Chesty the Tall by moon or by starlight?'
'I saw him ride over seven streams, over waters wide
and grey;
I saw him walk in empty lands, until he passed away
Into the shadows of the North. I saw him then no more.
The North Wind may have heard the horn of the son of
Thundercrash.'
'O Chesty! From the high walls westward I looked
afar,
But you came not from the empty lands where no men
are.'

From the mouths of the Sea the South Wind flies, from
the sandhills and the stones;
The wailing of the gulls it bears, and at the gate it
moans.
'What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bring
to me at eve?
Where now is Chesty the Fair? He tarries and I grieve.'
'Ask not of me where he doth dwell -- so many bones
there lie
On the white shores and the dark shores under the
stormy sky;
So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing
Sea.
Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Wind
sends to me!'
'O Chesty! Beyond the gate the seaward road runs
south,
But you came not with the ailing gulls from the grey
sea's mouth.'

From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and past
the roaring falls;
And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.
'What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you
bring to me today?
What news of Chesty the Bold? For he is long away.'
'Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he
fought.
His cloven shield, his broken sword, they do the water
brought.
His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid
to rest;
And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon its
breast.'
'O Chesty! The Tower of Guard shall ever northward
gaze
To Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days.'
Is that a lord of the rings poem inserting his name?
08/14/2012 11:54 AMPosted by Risk
Is that a lord of the rings poem inserting his name?
Hot diggity dog, you aren't dead as well. Well, Soldier made a brief return, then he disappeared again.
"No, Starcraft version of Boromirs death poem because it has Korhal in it."
08/14/2012 11:59 AMPosted by CrymsonRaven
Is that a lord of the rings poem inserting his name?
Hot diggity dog, you aren't dead as well. Well, Soldier made a brief return, then he disappeared again.


Cant RP, it is like a fast paced game of rugby =] Its loads of fun but takes alot out of one =o
08/13/2012 04:17 PMPosted by wfawwer
Everybody is dying.


When you are dieing I will be still alive (still alive)
Au revoir.
The dead, despite our greatest desires, shall remain so.
-Unknown


Until they come back.
I hate to bring this back since I'm not sure if anyone remembers me, but I'm Chesty. It's been a year and I finally have a bit of time to RP again. So if there are any old timers that could direct me to a relatively fresh RP they want me in, I'm available again.
Arrive at the bar. Zanon may be here soon. Or someone who knows you may be here.
I have arrived. And yes, I remember you Chesty, though not very well.
Hello again Chesty. I remember the name, though I kind of came in at about the same time you left.

Welcome back.
"Not another zombie... Pretty soon there'll be an apocalypse on our hands... Wait, that sounds awesome! Welcome back to the land of the living BlackBear. I'll show you where smylez stores the organs if you want. We need to preserve that rotting body of yours if we want you to join the apocalypse,"

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