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Haha!! La flatterie... tout un art! ;) Toutefois, je réitère, les compliments étaient sincères.Quote:
Originally Posted by Xamonas Chegwe
Mililalil XXIV is so witty I often end up confused while reading some of his sentences. Yet, I cannot but be enamored with one of his main interests:Quote:
Originally Posted by Mililalil XXIV
Plus, he knows how to make one smile with beautiful compliments. A true knight! :nod:Quote:
Originally Posted by Mililalil XXIV
Thank you, Liz. You are a shrine of one of France's greatest priviledges.
Elizabeth - the angel among roses, the deserted island beauty, a maiden of Sherwood, a teacher and chef, and above all, a lovely Frenchwoman.
The image I have of Aimus: A freaking spam monkey who never seems to be able to shut up. All he says is rubbish anyway, and if it isn't he must have said it by mistake.
funny....
Weeping willow - i see him as a lonely tree dying in the middle of the desert, as the sand cover his dead brances that left broken on the ground...
AIM:
Aim is a time traveller, a magician and he writes sci fi books telepathically. He is kind, understanding and he shares his magic with all , especially the sad and the lonely.
He is loved by billions on Mars and just as many on earth.
WILLOW:
Willow is a prince that, because of his deep sensitivity and love of others, made the lesser gods jealous so that they laid in wait to capture him and take him to their castle of woe. And for a season he was despondent and lost all hope, for the windows were blackened that he might not see the light of day and of hope, all creature comforts were denied to him that he might despair of even the simplest blessing.
But his heart they could not touch, and with it he desperately hoped and wished for something to direct his way once again.
And it came in the form of a small diamond of light. Encapsulated within its clear depth were the words once upon a time. The light settled upon Willow's hand and for an entire night watch he stared at it and contemplated it.
Then he stood up and with all the strength he had left he turned into another ray of light and burst up and away and thru the window, up into the sky and to the place of his dreams. He started a new clean white page there........and lived happily ever after.
Heehee...Quote:
Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
It would only be fair to reciprocate, since Robin does share many of Elizabeth's skills.
Robin - the angel among roses, the deserted island savior, the King of Sherwood, the pupil, yet the Master, quite skilled when it comes to writing, cooking and singing, but above all, a good friend of mine... somewhere (since he won't disclose his location ;) ).
Elizabeth:
My baby, my friend, beautiful, intelligent, suffering, kind, sometimes er.....very french(like Georges :blush: :blush:) She is a rose among thorns, a true elf princess in faerie land.
She is a good aunty to Hasia and I hope to see her in France one day.
Rachel:
My beloved mother, my friend, my shelter after the storm, so beautiful and caring that no words will ever be enough to depict her. Not only does she live in Neverland but she actually IS Neverland. It is her who makes everything come true, her who rescues the 'lost boys' of the forum and outside.
She is a divine Queen ( ;) ) with a wondrous darling Princess, both whom I would like to meet one day.
I see people are on a "describe myself" kick. OK
Pendragon Originally, David Pendragon was going to be a character in a series of short stories about Camelot, and was The Lost Son of Camelot. I needed a sign-on name here, and my usual two, Blade and Raven, were taken. Pendragon has changed in the time I've been here, but this is basically him:
He is an incurable romantic, obsessed with poetry, an Old Rouge who loves joking around, but has a serious side that comes out reluctantly at times to say something and vanishes as quickly. He is a tad insecure and worries about things he probably shouldn't. He doesn't like divisions, he prefers to get along with all if at all possible. And he is mysterious, loving puzzles and mystery.
C'est toutes ;) :nod:
I see him as a tree worth saving from his wilderness, and placing safe into eternal Paradise.Quote:
Originally Posted by Weeping Willow
Not even to you?Quote:
Originally Posted by ElizabethSewall
Is it China?
Could it be? I wonder...
Oh, I know where he lives, I asked to come and visit once and he graciously allowed me to. I got to sleep on his very bed, he took the couch. He is the kindest bestest host in the whole galaxy.
AWW thank you so much! Thats so sweet of you!Quote:
Originally Posted by ElizabethSewall
hey, I'm German, vee doh't haff a sense of humour, it's a birs defect.. chenetic , you knoh? it's because off ze nature :lol: alright, no use pretending, my accent isn't quite as badQuote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
your grandfather's name was Witch? ;) heheh just joking.. :) I know it was Sleepy
Ah, ja! Ve haff vays to make you talk, eh? My grandfather's last name was Wymer which I'm told has Germatic roots, though the family claims Irish descent. I'm a Harris, which is as about as Middle English as you can get. My frist name comes from Middle English and means "dweller in the valley". My middle name comes from the same source and means "Waterfall" or "Liden tree". Both names could be either male or female. I am male. I dislike my names. Most people outside family who know me here at home call me "Blade", one of my pseudonyms. :pQuote:
Originally Posted by SleepyWitch
I'm not too enthusiastic about my first name either, but nobody ever calls me any nicks, except my dad and bro. they call me Mimmi but that's a bit childish.. some ppl call me Miri but i don't like it...Quote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
well, my best friend calls me "Beuteltier" (marsupial, "bag animal" cf weird translations game :)), though, because i tend to carry lots of bags with me... she often shortens it to "Beutel" (bag) or changes it to things like "Fressbeutel" (gobble-bag, when i eat too much) or "Saufbeutel" (Booze-bag) depending on the situation... or when i drink tea it's "Teebeutel" (tea bag) :lol: :lol: her nicks for me can be really hilarious. e.g. once we had a cocktail called Flying Kangaroo; a kangaroo is a marsupial (Beuteltier), i.e. me, so she called me Flying Boozebag :idea:
hehe, this should go in the names thread maybe :)
I see Sleepy Witch as a kid that sleeps in until her favorite cartoon, Sabrina, comes on. She loves the circus of the stars, but has greater enthusiasm for the holiday for her new religion, called November and December Fest. She dreams in water colors and likes to make paper doll cutouts. Brewing watermelon wine is her favorite passing of time. She likes the claymation version of Wind in the Willows better than the cartoons, and helped build the set for the LOTR movies.
Have I got it right, or waht?
hehe, not quite :) but it's a fun description :) Sabrina the teenage *itch, er witch??? oops, nope that's not a cartoonQuote:
Originally Posted by Mililalil XXIV
hehe, sorry to disappoint you but i've never done any girlish things like making paper doll cutouts.. well, I made a couple of teddy bears when i was a teenager...
:)
I can see it all clearly now:
Sleepy Witch makes paper cut-out teddy bears, is working on a non-girly Sabrina project, and knows I obviously have never spied on her activities.
when i think Sleepywitch.. i picture a witch falling asleep off her flying broomstick...
I think of a janitor's apprentice who is too heavy eyed and dreamy to push her broom, and forgetful of all magic.
:lol:.. that sounds cute..
When i think of little shini.. i think of her avtar.. with her hair hiding under her turban and she's forever blinking with a blank expression on her face...
I see Shini as a lifesized diamond on a golden ring - a lifesized one on a lifesized finger. I barely see her little fingers sparkling in the cuts of the precious stone.
hmm.. she suddenly seems trapped in a diamond...
And the diamond ring - I believe - is in a jewellry box, closed up inside of gift wrappings until Christmas 2034.
oh don't do that ... she's to sweet to be locked up so..
To a girl so petite and young, that's an expansive world!
but she'll grow.. and unless she ses the world while she's growing, she won't understand that it's a cruel world out there...
I ain't exposing her to the feared codswallop until she has the strength of diamond adamantium.
If she were my sister i'd let her learn and experience..and let her face the world... though i'd keep warning her about things to follow..and be there for her whenever she'd need me..
are we hijacking this thread?
shoot, you've got me :) actually, that would be just the kind of thing i typically do...Quote:
Originally Posted by smilingtearz
fell off my bike once because i was thinking about a text by Cicero we had to read for a Latin exam :)
So you're a biker?
:lol: :lol:... but it's a real tragedy.. falling off bikes i mean
I fell of my bike once when i tried to avoid crashing into cows on the road went and crashed into the fence.. and OUCh! it hurt!
I once spun around in wide circles on the street with my eyes closed, in elementary school. A girl ran into me with her bike and angrily got up and started to chase me. I felt bad, as I avoided her violence, for her cuts and scrapes and tears and indignancy.
Why would you do such a dumb thing anyways?Quote:
Originally Posted by Mil
I was acting like a donkey in the wild!
How could i ever have asked a question with such an obvious answer.. i should have known :p
REVIVED ~ as promised for lit-net's own personal superhero.
Robin Hood ~ Mighty brained and mysterious, imagination en-wrought with intellect, driven to expound and convinced that his way is right, but polite about it, more of a teacher than unbending pusher of his ways. a little scary to think where this guy will end up... perhaps a great writer or a idealistic fanatic. I imagine him as a little geeky, but not so geeky that no one notices his good looks too,looks that with maturity will evolve into distinction. His geekiness just adds a layer of sophistication to him, the kind of geekiness that is attractive to girls bright enough to fall in love with his mind, and who then becomes irresistibly beautiful to them, plus he knows the secret of whispering in soft spanish....
:lol: