Communities: Board Games and RPGs

The interesting life of the younger Bexley twin Tatiana. Just a character site for her diary, past events, and random information.

A polish is a character. They each have their own color.. their own style. I use this hostboard for my characters that I play on aol. So pick your polish.

This was no man's land: An execution of morals and the genocide of social behavioral codes. Here, there were mosters with smiles and wolves too bold for lamb's wool. These are the secondhand valentines, pasted together with blood and lies.

This is a board were we talk about Warhammer 40k and hold A 40K RP. Talk about painting tips, why you like your army and much more!

in the land of blue collar kings, the minds are sick, the knuckles are bloodgrimed, and the secrets are hidden under the mattresses.

Writing and goofing off, anyone? This is a cool place for that, man. Dig it: read more. ;D

warning: monsters lurk here. the devils have tongues, and they are speaking your language. the streets are chalk full of chum and you're out of time.

It's that easy.

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A palace made up of lethal lies, bleached skeletons, and closets full of bullets.

IvyKane Description

Adventures Following The Legacy Of The Immortals ...With A Twist.

uhh

my own blood is much too dangerous

Short stories, floetry, and all that's good in metaphysiology.

the sun will be shining and my children will burn.

we're all laying in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

a heart deep enough for a grave, locusts swarm in 30 year waves

Everywhere we go, there we are.

Stories about stories about nothing.

messageboard/forum for the Marvel Nights SL! marvelnights.moonfruit.com

For lineage 2 players and Clan members of Primez. Welcome

Deus misereatur.

ghosts dance to a funeral dirge amongst the ruins of memory.

The Masquerade is in danger. In the city of Miami, Fl. the federal government is threatening to expose their resources, and tell the world. Vampires and Lycans live. Will the Masquerade win, or will panic spread?

see death's machinery in their smiles.

there is nothing like the feeling of going home. even if that feeling is like walking into hell blindfolded.

When you're a simple girl in a complex city, does the world ever sing for you?

Absent thoughts breezing about scattered minds.

An inside look to taunted and tormented fiery souls that wander about, never to be watered down and put out.

All of us now ,Breathe in like smoke ,To know what it's like ,Breathe in to choke.

Dreams offer divine guidance for not one, but many. I am merely a Pawn of Fate, a puppet of the gods to deliver what must be done. The gods cloak their messages in perplexing images and events, some refuse to see or wish to see. Each dream is a piece of something greater, a vision into heaven, and a vision into the unknown. Do you believe?

The Unknown District: Epitomies of dreams and nightmares dwell here. The modern that spat out relics, deities, born-again angels. Where magic and voodoo reigned supreme. Where the creatures of old and new kept secrets stitched to their lips. Welcome to a place where the moon has a sharp edge, and everyone has a story to tell.

misguided prophecies and drug addled prophets

At a run-down, boarded-up old theater house in the shadows can be found the light of the Sacred Flame, the fire stolen from the gods and gifted to man that he might find comfort from the darkness and wild. Be you outcast, homeless, frightened, hungry, or just in need of a little warmth, you can find your rest here.

From that which lasts in eternity the stories of those beyond typical existence who have survived merely at the unexpected sacrifices of others.

thrones of peacock bones and crowns woven from regret; three queens of an urban kingdom.

ChanceMcglory Description

all it takes is one spark to set everything in motion..

sometimes it takes one monster to catch another.

..don't forget to breathe.

I can never go home. Don't say I didn't try.

The Past, Present, And Future of Bianca Avery. The pill popping, cigarette smoking, whiskey drinking, bar hopping, lust lover, fortune teller and everything else with desire, addictives, and a pretty purple ribbon, wrapped up with a bad attitude and topped off with nothing more than a pretty smile, dark eyes, and small breasts. "Nothing beats living life in the fast lane."

She's wild, crazy and fun. Or calm, cool, and collected. She can be your worse nightmare, or your wetdream. She's young, She's hot, but she has a dark secret. She's paranoid from her toes up, but she manages to keep going.