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RE: Being a Fantasy nut!
January 22, 2014 at 10:08 am
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Sci fi :- probably a pyyran
Fantasy, skilgannon the damned
"Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken."
Sith code
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RE: Being a Fantasy nut!
January 22, 2014 at 11:52 am
Ok, now I really got it, I would want to be a Time Lord!
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
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RE: Being a Fantasy nut!
January 22, 2014 at 12:07 pm
Out of all the races that are also letters of the alphabet, I would like to be a Q.
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RE: Being a Fantasy nut!
January 22, 2014 at 2:43 pm
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(January 22, 2014 at 9:57 am)Ben Davis Wrote: Fantasy: Belgarath
Sci-Fi: R. Daneel Olivaw
R.Daneel Olivaw? Good choice in literature.
(January 22, 2014 at 12:07 pm)Mister Agenda Wrote: Out of all the races that are also letters of the alphabet, I would like to be a Q.
Yeah get bored and be like, fuck it Picard I'm stealing your woman after I fling you to the othersode of the galaxy in path of a Borg cube.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.