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From here unto antiquity

There shall be those in ubiquity

Who track the boggarts,

Ride the clouds,

Paint the phrase,

and Sculpt the sounds

 

They traverse merrily

and resolvedly

through our hearts

and through our minds

and let loose the menagerie

Onto an unsuspecting

anxiously awaiting mankind

 

Our joy and our despair

dance on nimble feet

in that intricate weave

Our nightmares, our fantasies

will come right in and greet

 

It is all this and more we owe

undying thanks to

the storytellers, the singers,

the poets and the chroniclers

 

They and they alone remain

undaunted, unswerving

in their mission to help us

see, remember, and believe

 

 

A hearty congratulations to those promoted this spring. It's well deserved, for your service to yourselves, and the community. Booyah! ^^

 

 

 

To Page:

 

Akallabeth

Pillow

 

 

To Quill-Bearer:

 

YanYanGanaffi

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Page! Wowzers!

 

(moment of joyful silence and amazement)

 

I don't think enough can be said, but thank you, and I just love being here to write, to read, and to meet new people!

 

Again, thank you, and I am tremendously glad to be here!

 

I think I'll be in a daze for a while now! :D

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*Pilocanci the Unholy arrives to the podium dressed in his finest military uniform. The stage is surrounded by Special Warfare Units (both Sharpein and Huskiian, a larger and more war-like Caniniod species) that teleport in as Pilocanci walks up the stairs of the stage. With a broad smile, he shakes Ozy's hand, giving a warm greating. After having the podium lowered to his hieght, he addresses the assembly of the Pennites.

 

"First, I would like to say that this is a great honor. When we first came to this land, it was rife with magical ailments and a severe lack of technological developement. Thanks to the cooperation of both the Sharpein nation and the Pennites, we have achieved so much in both the fields of science and magic. "

 

"I don't know whom to thank for this award and appointment to Supreme Dictator of the Mighty Pen-..." Ozy whispers something quiet in Pilocanci's ear. The Sharpein's expression turned briefly from stunned to angry. "What do you mean I've only been promoted to page!?"

 

*Thanks for the promotion, everyone, of both my characters. I really do appreciate it. *

Posted

Wyvern rushes in and grabs the mike. A Dwarf hits him with a spotlight and he's off.

 

Yo! Thank you all!

I'd like to thank all the little people

(,And all the dwarves wave,)

Who made this possible.

As to making me Supreme Dictator of the Mighty Pen,

What can I say but -

(Say what? You don't say?

You didn't say?

Pilocanci said?))

(My scales burn red in delicate blush,

At this sudden news, I will simply hush.)

Uh, thank you folks, I've got to rush!

The swirl of air that leads to cloud of dust

Shows the silly almost-dragon's rushed,

He's running to the next scheme as quick he can,

And his fading voice now trails after,

"Buy Almost-Dragonic Braaaand...."

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