tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19859524814621369092024-02-01T22:13:16.947-05:00Lady of BladesWelcome friends and guests.Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-59652790469136397932015-09-03T13:27:00.000-04:002015-09-03T13:37:56.230-04:00To Sleep Perchance to Dream!<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<![endif]-->Good afternoon fellow wizards.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You’re probably wondering why I used a
Shakespeare quote as a title?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My brain
has a hard time shutting off, so if I wake up during the night, I am usually up
for a few hours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For that reason, I am
also a morning person, but I am sure you don’t want to hear about my sleep
habits.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am going to post an idea that came to me
this morning immediately when I woke up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I thought of a new world for The Spiral.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I even have some of the storyline.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Hope you like it.<br />
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World name:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Somnium –
The Dream World (Somnium is Latin for Dream)</div>
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Like most Wizard Worlds, there are three areas.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The first one is “<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">The Isle of Elements”</b>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As
the name states, it is a series of islands where element enemies (Fire, Ice, Storm)
roam.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t yet have an idea as to
what the enemies could be.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maybe they
will come to me in a dream.</div>
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The next area is the “<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Forest
of Spirits”</b>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You have probably
guessed by now, that is where the three Spirit school (Death, Life, Myth)
enemies are.</div>
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The final area is called “<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Harmony Lane”</b>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It has some
Balance school enemies, but it also has something unique.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It has enemies with hidden schools.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Instead of a school symbol next to their
names, the enemies will have a grey cloud instead of a school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You won’t know the enemy’s school until you
engage it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All of these enemies look
alike, so you may encounter 3 clouded monsters and have to deal with 3
different schools (any of the Wizard schools, including Balance).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It will take a very “Balanced” deck to deal
with the unknown.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ooh!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They could be called, “The Uknown”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Storyline:</div>
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We are summoned by Ambrose, but something is wrong, his words
are mumbled, “Help…my office..must stay awake.”</div>
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We get there to find Ambrose and Gamma sound asleep.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nothing will wake them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On Merle’s desk we find a note where he was
able to give us a small clue before succumbing to the spell cast on him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The note could say something like, “Somnium –
World of Dreams…all of Sprial in danger…young not affected by sleep
spell….Bough of Bartleby….door”. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Since
the last word is the name of the Great Tree, we head there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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All of the professors in Ravenwood, as well as the trees,
are asleep.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This includes Bartleby.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are looking for a way to get in and up to
his bough when we’re approached by a Storm student, Cameron Drake, Cyrus’
son.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Cyrus had told Cameron the day
before that Somnium’s king, Old Luk-Oie, has been corrupted by an evil spirit
that wants all adults of The Spiral to sleep forever so he can rule them
through their dreams.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The spirit has no
use for children since they are weak, helpless, and cannot stop him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(He underestimates us Wizards, doesn’t
he?).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Cameron says Professor Baelstrom’s daughter, Gale, is
already working on a potion that will wake Bartelby up long enough for us to get
inside and to the door.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He takes us to
the Storm school where Gale (who still has a tail from being a tadpole), is
working diligently on the potion, but she needs a few more ingredients, which
we have to obtain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The last four
ingredients are found on Firecat Alley, Cyclops Lane, Triton Avenue, and
Colossus Boulevard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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We get the ingredients, Gale finishes the potion, it works,
and we go inside the Great Tree to discover a spiral staircase that circles
along the edge of the inner tree and up to a door on a large branch.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We’ve found the door to Somnium. </div>
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That’s all I’ve thought of so far except that Cameron will introduce us to his twin cousins (I will let you think on that for a moment). Also, when we finish
a certain series of quests, we get another school pet…only, we get to choose
which pet we want instead of it being our default school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If we choose our own school, the hatching
time is only 12 hours, if we choose a different school, the hatching time
doubles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I thought the pets could be
mini horses, maybe even pegasi or unicorns that have the school colors.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For example:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The Ice pegasus could be light blue with white mane and tail.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The fire one could look exactly like the
black and red pegasus mount, and Storm’s could be this wicked looking purple
pegasus with lightning bolts for mane and tail.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Balance would get a Pegacorn (unicorn and pegasus mixed).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That would leave Spirit schools with
unicorns.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Though we could reverse the
pets and make spirits get Pegasus, I’m just throwing out ideas here.</div>
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</span>I hope you enjoyed your trip into the mind of an insomniac.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>May your day be filled with blessings and
magic.</div>
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Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-10745108481161641282015-05-26T12:48:00.003-04:002015-05-26T12:48:59.716-04:00ChangesWow! It certainly has been a while. So much has changed since my last update. <br />
If you want to know where I have been, read the first word in this post. That's right, World of Warcraft. (WoW) I really do love that game. It is more expensive, but I do not have to keep spending money for Crowns for the best gear or all the pretty mounts. You can get over 200 mounts in WoW without even visiting their shop.<br />
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However, I have returned to Wizard101 under a new identity and I forgot how much fun it can be. I still do not like having to use Crowns for all the good stuff, but I missed the gameplay and am loving the memories replaying it is bringing back.<br />
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My new Pyromancer's name is Heather Winterblade. I am also on Twitter again under @H_Winterblade. I still have Autumn, Tristan, Destiny, etc..., but, to be honest, I have forgotten how to play. So I created a few new toons to learn from. I usually hang around in Troll realm (It's a Horde thing.) <br />
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That is it from me for now. My new characters will have their own tales to tell, I am sure. Keep an eye out for us on Central. Heather Winterblade is my username.<br />
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May your days be filled with blessings and magic.<br />
~Heather Winterblade<br />
<br />Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-39419747211445244342012-05-12T20:51:00.004-04:002012-05-12T20:53:33.312-04:00A Mother's Magic<br />
This post is dedicated to all mothers. Whether they are in the Spiral, behind the scenes paying for subscriptions and/or gift cards, or just giving support. Though they have no magic wands or pretty starry hats, mothers, in their own way, are magical.<br />
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Who else but a mom can appear seemingly from nowhere with a bandage or medicine when you get hurt or sick? If you've had a bad day at school or work, mom will almost always listen, sometimes even buy you ice cream or cook a favorite meal. (Mmmm Red Velvet Cake). what was I talking about?...Oh yeah, moms.<br />
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If you think about it, a mom has many jobs she never gets paid for. She is a cook, doctor, bank, teacher, taxi driver, maid, phsychiatrist, storyteller, and if you've ever been grounded, she's a warden. ;) Just to name a few.<br />
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So here's to all the mothers in the world and their amazing magical powers of multitasking. Thank you so much for all of your hard work. I wish I could send everyone one of you flowers, but since I cannot, I can post this picture of how many flowers I would like to send youl. Happy Mother's day.<br />
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Picture obtained from: lavera-photo-stories.comLady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-2840391451252510232012-01-30T18:51:00.001-05:002012-01-30T18:51:44.548-05:00Winners of the Laughter is the Best Medicine contestOh boy, what a tough decision. Thank you so much everyone for your stories. It came down to a random.org drawing for the winners, after I called in a couple of extra judges. (Thank you judges ;) ) The winners are.....drumrollll<br />
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Ian and Elder_Wizard. I will be DM'ing you both your gift card codes. Congratulations and I would like to give an applause to all of you for truly great and comical stories. <br />
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Since you were all so wonderful and shared yours, I will share one of my personal favorites about me. I don't know how many of you know how much I like Red Velvet Cake but here is a story I wrote on my other blog about my favorite dessert. Hope you enjoy the story.<br />
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It's titled CSI (Cake Scene Investigators)<br />
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During its first 4 seasons, my favorite show was CSI. This was before Miami (maybe Miami had one season) and New York. It was just Grissom and his team doing what they did best. Solving murders in an hour that would take a real team of Forensic Scientists weeks or years but I digress.<br />
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Another fact about me that some may or may not know, I absolutely LOVE Red Velvet cake. Have you ever looked at the recipe for it though? The recipe takes about 2 hours to prepare, not including baking time if you make it from scratch. I’m not even sure that includes the homemade Cream Cheese icing but man is it worth it. (Pause for drooling) You have no idea how excited I was to walk into a grocery store one day and discover Red Velvet Cake mix. It was like a sign from heaven and I swear the fluorescent lights of the grocery store all faded except the one over that box. I bought the cake mix and was in for another surprise when I got home. There was a marathon of CSI on one of the TV channels. Could the day get any better?<br />
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I get into some comfortable clothes (White T-shirt and jeans), turn the TV up so I can hear it in the kitchen, and start to read the instructions on the cake box which are easy enough. Take some water, oil, the mix, and eggs and blend them together with a mixer. Yay,10 minute prep time. I do not own one of those fancy mixers with the bowl where you can just toss your ingredients in and let it go. All I own is a simple hand mixer but it works so I’m not complaining. I wait for a commercial and commence with the beating and blending. I think the box said to mix for 5 minutes but can’t remember. <br />
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As I am mixing, I suddenly notice the cord from my hand mixer has fallen into the bowl. (I am left handed and have the classic left hander hook) Oops! I pick it up, wipe it off with my hand, put the excess batter in the bowl and since I am at home, just clean my hand with my T-shirt. Not sanitary but hey, it’s not a restaurant and I am the only one eating the cake. My cake, my germs. I keep mixing and something hits my sock. I look down to discover a bright red splotch on my toe. Confused, I look up to discover the cord had fallen into the mixer again and as I moved, the cord corrected itself but of course, batter was all over the cord and that is what caused the splatter. By this time, my mind finally registered the fact that the batter was red…RED, oh heavens. <br />
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I looked at the counter and the batter from the cord had not only dripped on my sock, but the counter, there was a red streak from the dishwasher to the floor, and of course, the floor itself, which I had stepped in by now. I then remembered how I cleaned the batter. My white T-shirt was covered in red and I looked like one of the suspects on the TV in the next room. I was half expecting the Police to come knocking on my door for no reason and discover me in red stained clothes holding a lethal mixer. You know, I lost interest in the show shortly afterwards. Wonder why?Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-51605221619076464302012-01-26T15:02:00.002-05:002012-01-26T16:58:27.360-05:00Laughter! The Best Medicine Contest(Sponsored by <a href="http://ravenwoodradio.com/">Ravenwood Radio</a> and <a href="http://petnome.pbworks.com/w/page/27388686/Home">Petnome</a>)<br />
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I have noticed a lot of Twizards (Twitter wizards) have a case of the Winter Blues. Christmas Break is over, school and work are back to normal schedule, and germs have infested many of us. This has made for some very stressful and very sad tweets. It drives me crazy to see so many friends stressed out. There's an old cliche that states, "Laughter is the best medicine" and I have decided to test that theory out. That's where the contest part comes in at. I need your help.<br />
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I would like for you to post a funny short story in my comments section. <br />
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Rules: <br />
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Keep it PG rated. If there is any foul language, or filthy talk, it will be immediately removed and you will be banned from any other contest I sponsor/hold.<br />
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Be nice and respectful: I should not have to add this but I do not tolerate rudeness or bullying. (This includes both your story and if you write something bad about someone else's story.) This will also get you banned from any other contest I sponsor/hold. <br />
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I would like to see something funny that you experienced, saw, or heard about. (I will be posting an example). It does NOT have to be Wizard101 related although there are plenty of funny experiences I have had in game.<br />
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Keep it short: A little blog is no place for a "Gone with the Wind" sized story. Try to keep it at the very MOST, 3 small paragraphs long. <br />
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Have fun: I think this one is self-explanatory <br />
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Include Twitter name: If you do not have a Twitter name, let me know and I will see if we can work something out.<br />
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Deadline for entries is Sunday, January 29th, at 6pm ET.(For those on the West Coast that is 3pm your time) Late entries will not be accepted. NO EXCEPTIONS!!! <br />
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I will be choosing 2 stories I think are the funniest and give the writers of those stories a $10 Wizard101 Gift Certificate. Not only will you be getting 1,000 Crowns, but the Certificates also come with your very own Ice Elf pet. ( Winner announcement is TBA.)<br />
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Hmm, what am I missing? Oh yes. You need an example. Here is a funny story of my own to help get your creative juices flowing.<br />
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A few nights ago, I was playing another MMO game and had my headset on so I could listen to sounds and music from that game. This particular game is a bit more intense than Wizard101 and enemies can come out of nowhere and attack you. I was just running my little character around doing various quests, feeling pretty relaxed, yet ever vigilant. Ever have one of those moments where you are relaxed and tense at the same time? I must have been having one of those moments because someone tweeted something, (in my defense no one had tweeted in about an hour) my Tweetdeck made its little "Bloop" sound, and it startled me so much I jumped and my mouse flew out of my hand.<br />
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Now it's your turn. Let's see if we can laugh the blues away. <br />
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I would like to thank Petnome and Ravenwood Radio for sponsoring this contest. Thank you. :DLady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-45461553952775096102011-10-21T14:15:00.000-04:002011-10-21T14:15:53.898-04:00Change and a ChallengeIt may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad. <br />
C. S. Lewis <br />
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The above quote by the renowned author of "The Chronicles of Narnia" is a great example that everything changes. Without change, we cannot grow and learn. Every experience in our life changes us, good or bad, and whether we are aware of it or not. That being said, there are a few times in my own life that have profoundly changed me and I was well aware of it. Two of my greatest changes in life occurred because of the game Wizard101. I will never forget those who have helped me change for the better because of that game. Thank you Kings Isle for making the game.<br />
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The first occurred around May of 2010 I believe. (I said I would never forget the experinces, dates are another matter.) I had requested a run with my favorite team of helpers, Mercenaries for Hire. I had ran with just about all of them on various quests and more than their help, I just enjoyed their company. It was only me and one other Mercenary, the leader at the time, Christo Deathgiver. We had just finished pounding the smoke out of Smogger when he stopped me before I ported back to Reagents Square. We talked for a bit and then he said that it had been decided unanimously amongst the other Mercenaries that I be asked to become a member. I think I played it cool and said, "Sure." but behind the pixels I was thrilled beyond belief. From the Mercenaries I learned not only game tips, but confidence, the importance of teamwork, and that I don't need to apologize for being me. (Still get fussed at for doing that a little..)<br />
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Perhaps the most important change I learned from my time with the Mercenaries was the friends I made and the friendships that have developed from my time there. It started with my two best friends, Cassandra Dragonheart and SorceressMiklai. From just those two, I met enough people to fill up my friends list on the game with nothing but purple names. Although I am no longer a member of M4H, it is a part of me and of who I am. I still speak frequently with the current Mercenaries too. They are still the best on Central for help with quests. Always will be.<br />
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The second change happened just a few weeks ago when some of those purple names needed help. One of them had some things IRL to take care of and she was a moderator for the podcast Ravenwood Radio. *Waves to Miss Icywiz* She consulted with the rest of the crew and they decided to ask me to sit in for her. I said "Sure." again (hehe). Icy is now back in action and ready to roll. I was grateful for the opportunity to assist the Ravenwood Radio crew but I was also in for a surprise. I was asked to stay on and assist with episode 50 and beyond. You see, Ravenwood Radio is being remodeled and moving to a new location. On iTunes, it is now known as Ravenwood Radio LIVE. Still the same great show, just with a new name and location. I can't wait to see what other surprises Steve, Fallon, Icy, Ditto, and the rest of the crew have in store. <br />
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I don't ever plan on being as well known as the rest of the crew, (I am extremely shy) but because of them and what they have given me, I will be proud to be just me. Once again, I want to thank Kings Isle for Wizard101. It has given me so much.<br />
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A Challenge<br />
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Here is a challenge for everyone. I am sure everyone has friends like mine who give so much joy in life that it is immeasurable. No amount of kindness can ever repay them so I would like to challenge all my readers to pay it forward. Do something nice for a total stranger this week. It doesn't have to be monetary. It can be anything from telling someone they look nice to giving a treasure or card or two if you have extra. It doesn't even have to be limited to the Spiral. Let someone go ahead of you in a grocery line or at a restaurant or help your mom with dishes. (Sometimes her face is worth the work on that one.)<br />
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For those of you who are thinking, "What's in it for me?" Let me tell you, it is so so much fun to see someone's reaction to an unexpected gift. I have been called twit by my sister so many times I lost count. Tee hee. <br />
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Since I started with a quote about change, I will finish with a quote about giving:<br />
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“No person was ever honored for what he/she received. He/she was honored for what they gave.”<br />
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– Calvin CoolidgeLady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-17664796053338052372011-08-05T21:37:00.001-04:002011-08-05T21:44:38.930-04:00Angel and the Egg. A short storyI wrote a short story for a friend of mine, Angel Winterbreeze. I wondered what his Wizard, Angel Winterbreeze, would have been like as a child. So I decided to use my imagination and create one. Here it is, I hope you enjoy it.<br />
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Angel and the Egg<br />
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The snow had just started falling as the two figures came to the gate of the old house. It was in good shape but there were a few pieces of chipped paint and it was clear that the once grand estate had long bypassed its glory days. The only reminder of those proud days was a sign that hung from an arched walkway that, when cleared of snow, read “Winterbreeze”. As the two figures walked under the sign, it seemed to creak and whine about the snowy conditions.<br />
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Joining in with the sign, one of the figures, a small boy, whined to the other figure. “This is it momma? This is where Grandma lives?” The questions were followed by two quick puffs of breath, clearly visible in the cold air, as the unhappy little boy blew his untamed platinum hair from his face. <br />
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“Yes Angel.” Jolie Winterbreeze sighed as she explained to her son for the sixth time. “This is where Grandma lives. And young man,” she added in a stern, motherly voice. “This is also the house I grew up in and look how great I turned out. Now stop your pouting and help me get our bags so we can go greet Grandma.” She ruffled the boy’s hair which did nothing but create two more puffs of breath as Angel tried to blow the feather-like strands from his face again.<br />
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Ever curious, Angel could not keep from asking more questions. “Why do we have to move here again? Is it always snowing here? Are there any weird animals? Are we close to Wizard City?”<br />
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“Why do you ask so many questions my little one?” Jolie interrupted him.<br />
“That’s easy momma,” the boy answered with a sliver of a grin. “I’m random.”<br />
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Jolie laughed out loud at her little Angel. “I can’t argue with that one.” She grinned back then tickled under Angel’s arms, making the 5 year old squeal. “To answer your questions in order, we moved here because your dad got a job helping Headmaster Ambrose at Ravenwood and grandma is old and needs help sometimes. It snows here sometimes but not always. I never saw any weird animals. And finally, yes we are close to Wizard City.<br />
“Momma,” Angel suddenly became serious, his clover green eyes showing worry. “Do you think I will make any friends?”<br />
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The final question made Jolie stop in her tracks. She set her bags down and hugged her child tightly. “Is that what all this pouting is about? You’re afraid you won’t make any friends?” Angel stared at the ground and shook his head. “You have nothing to worry about. You are adventurous, brave, and have a wonderful sense of humor. In fact, I bet the entire town absolutely adores you before the week is through.”<br />
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This seemed to cheer the child up considerably as he and his mother reached the stairs. Angel’s grandmother, Adelina, opened the door and a wonderful smell warmed the cold outside. “There you two are,” She smiled brightly. “I just finished making popcorn. Come inside and get warm.”<br />
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“Momma you didn’t say she could make popcorn. You know, this place is growing on me.” He practically ran in the house as his mother and grandmother giggled on the front porch.<br />
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Once everyone was inside and Angel had an oversized bowl of popcorn in front of him, he munched happily and looked around. The kitchen was almost completely white and complimented the snow outside the large sliding doors. There was a small stain glass window above the doors that made rainbow patterns on the table. In the back yard sat an old barn. Its weathered roof had a few holes in it but there was still hay in the loft and a horse was braving the cold to nibble on whatever grass it could find. Adelina sat beside her grandson and asked him. “Would you like to see the animals in the barn when you are done eating?” <br />
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“Yeth mmm,” he said with a mouth full of popcorn.<br />
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This made his grandmother giggle again but Jolie was not impressed. “Angel Cristopher Winterbreeze! You know better than to reply with your mouth full.” Her son looked remorseful but also had a mischievous twinkle in his eye when he looked at his grandmother. <br />
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When the entire bowl of popcorn had been eaten, Jolie went to unpack as Angel and Adelina headed out to the barn. The old door creaked and resisted but finally opened. Angel was greeted by the horse, who had retreated back to the warmth of the barn. He noticed several hens dozing close together and a ladder leading to the hay loft. “Is anything other than hay up there?” He asked as he pointed to the loft.<br />
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“Nothing but hay little one.” Adelina said. “Come over here though. I have something very special to show you.” She guided him to a small corner where a large nest sat. In it, was the largest egg Angel had seen.<br />
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“WOW!” his eyes were as wide as they could go. “What kind of egg is it Grandma?”<br />
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“I have had it for over 4 years now. He is very shy and will not come out of his shell.”<br />
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With one eyebrow raised Angel said to his grandmother. “Umm, Grandma, I don’t mean to be rude or anything but if there has been an unhatched egg in the barn for over 4 years then I‘d say it’s very very rotten and needs to be thrown out."<br />
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Adelina laughed heartily which just seemed to confuse the youngster more. When she was able to speak again she explained. “Normally that would be true but you see this is no ordinary egg. This egg walks, eats, dances, and even knows a spell or two. I have seen him out in the yard a couple of times but he always runs when anyone gets too close.”<br />
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Angel bent down and knocked on the egg. “I don’t see how that’s possible. It’s just an-.” He never completed his sentence because the egg decided to knock back against Angel’s forehead. “Ow, ow, ow!” He stared in disbelief for a second or two as he rubbed his sore forehead. “Guess he doesn’t like being knocked on.” He finally said with a mischievous grin. “Okay okay little egg. I won’t knock on you anymore but how do you expect to make friends hiding in the barn all day? Come out and play in the snow some.” The egg didn’t move for a second or two then its whole body twisted back and forth like someone shakes their head no. “Why not silly.” Angel asked and the egg responded by scooting closer to the wall. “I see. You’re shy and afraid no one will like you. Is that it?” The egg stood up on webbed feet that poked out of the shell at the bottom and did a couple of short bows as if nodding. “Well you will never know if you don’t come out and say hi first. How about if I give you a name? Will that help? The egg jumped up and down excitedly and did a little dance. He had never had a name before. “Great!” Angel exclaimed. “I already have the perfect name for you too. I am going to call you Chico.” Chico, thrilled with his new name, jumped up and down and danced all around the barn. <br />
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“I think he likes his name Angel,” Adelina chuckled as she watched Angel join in on the dancing. <br />
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“I think he does too Grandma,” Angel laughed. “Can I keep him and raise him? I plan on being a Legendary Thaumaturge one day and I need a good partner.”<br />
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“After what I just saw, I don’t think a pack of Wildclaws could tear you apart.” Adelina said with a grin. “Looks like you have yourself a pet egg.”<br />
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From that day forward, Angel became known all about town as the kid with pet egg. He grew up, went off to Wizard City, and became a Legendary Thaumaturge just as he told his grandmother he would and Chico never left his side.<br />
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The endLady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-34517825643425139302011-07-09T20:08:00.001-04:002011-07-09T20:10:28.000-04:00Cast of CharactersMost of you know my character, Autumn Fireblade. However, most of you do not know my other characters and stars of my story. So I am going to introduce you to them. I put them all in their best outfits so they look nice for you. <br />
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First up, Heather Blade. She is my title character of the story. Although in the story she is still a young Theurgist, she is actually Legendary.<br />
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Next up, Tristan Nightshade: He was my first Grandmaster. I had actually planned on erasing him and having all girls but I loved the Death school so much I kept him.<br />
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Destiny Skyblade a.k.a. Sparky is next. Not much to say about her. She says it all herself in the story lol.<br />
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Alexis Rainblade is next up. Although her outfit was originally white, I switched to black. Suits her better.<br />
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The rest of my Blades <b>should </b>be in order I plan to introduce them in the story. However, this story could go any way and I may do it differently.<br />
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Autumn Fireblade (most of you know her already) is who I intend to introduce next. I won't give anything away but I am pleased with how she is turning out.<br />
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Next up is the mystery person I revealed in my last blog. She is a Necromancer like Tristan and believe me, she is one tough cookie. Allow me to introduce, Angela Shadowblade. (Btw, her mount in the background plays an integral part in the story)<br />
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I plan on introducing my final two Blades at the same time. Balance Taryn Moonblade and Ice Jasmine Roseblade.<br />
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Those are my Blades and of course Mr. Nightshade. Here is a small snippet of the next story.<br />
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“Why would anyone want the tips of a unicorn’s horn?” Heather asked.<br />
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Cameron answered her. “Unicorns are popular in Wizard city as pets but are pretty rare everywhere else. They have a lot of magic and the tips of the horns are where all a mare’s magic is stored. A stallion’s magic is in his entire horn and is 20 times as potent as the females but—.”<br />
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“Wait!” Heather interrupted. “I thought all unicorns were girls. There are boys?”<br />
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Sherlock cut in as well. “This is the first I have heard of this as well. Please continue Mr. Drake.”<br />
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Cameron cleared his throat. “As I was saying,” he said, sounding like his father. “Stallions are rare even in Wizard City. They stay in the shadows and prefer to hide but are great at defending themselves and are extremely aggressive. I have only seen one in my life. Dad says he has only seen two.”<br />
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“How can a unicorn hide in shadows? The only ones I have ever seen are all solid white or pink.” Heather asked.<br />
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“They were also all girls,” Cameron answered. “Stallions are solid black with eyes that glow red as fire when angered.” He shuddered. “Trust me. You don’t want to see an angry stallion.”<br />
“Fascinating!” Mr. Bones exclaimed. “Simply fascinating. Tell me young man. How did you come to know so much about the creatures?”<br />
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“My Aunt was the Life teacher at Ravenwood before she died. She taught me all about them and helped me raise Amalthea. <br />
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“If unicorn magic is so potent,” Heather asked. “Why don’t more criminals try to steal them?”<br />
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“Because they would be cursed forever,” Cameron explained. “To cut a unicorn’s horn means sentencing it to death. As soon as the horn is separated from the unicorn, whoever cuts the horn is attacked by the magic within it. They are forever surrounded by a dark aura and I am not sure what else. Aunt Sylvia wouldn’t go into details about it. Whatever it was, it scared her though.”<br />
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Cameron was about to say more but a loud crash and the sound of several loud voices in the street drew their attention to the window. They ran downstairs just as Officer Chaser ran into the building. “They’ve got the little one, Roxie!” He said breathlessly. “We got him cornered near The Rusty Hydrant.”<br />
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Stayed tune for the next Chapter. Hopefully coming soon.Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-23533522480096693502011-06-14T19:20:00.002-04:002011-06-14T19:37:33.495-04:00Dragons and BladesHey everyone. This post isn't about my story. Amazing isn't it? Anyway wanted to keep you updated on what was happening in my little Wiz World. So many things to say. <br />
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First, KingsIsle released the new Dragon's Hoard pack in the Crowns shop at a great price, 399 Crowns per pack. You can get all sorts of great housing items, reagents, gear, pets, and mounts. (You have already heard I know) One of the most prized possessions in there is the Bone Dragon mount. It took a while (and a few Crowns) but I did finally get a Bone Dragon for my Death wizard on my second account, (name witheld hee hee) First account's Death wiz, Tristan, was not so lucky. Giving up I came to the conclusion that he would be a Dragon breeder due to the fact that he had at least 3 of each of the Dragon pets that came in the pack. Later that night I was questing with one of my best friends and in game sister, Cassandra Dragonheart. I mentioned to her about my dragon woes and being the kind, loving sister she is, she gifted Tristan a Dragon Hoard pack. I opened it and to my surprise, there was a Bone Dragon mount in that pack. Both of my Necromancers are now cruising the Spriral on new mounts. Thank you Big sister.<br />
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Second thing the Dragon Hoard pack had that I wanted was a beautiful new double handed sword. The style was the same but the power and wand spell depends on what level your wizard is. I absolutely love swords (as most who know my wizards and username well know). I had to have one for each account as well. Got much luckier with those and ended up with one or two searching for the Bone mounts. <br />
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I am also proud to announce I have 2 new Legendary wizards as of this week. My Myth, Alexis Rainblade, and my Balance wizard, Olivia DawnBlade both completed Celestia and reached Legendary. Alexis is on her way to Wintertusk and Olivia is going to start Grizzleheim. Counting those two, I now have 8 Legendary Wizards. One for each school and double Deaths.<br />
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I do not know how many of you know this or even know me but on Central I was a member of Mercenaries for Hire. Why do I say was? I have decided to go inactive. It has nothing to do with the team as I am close to each and every Mercenary and know they will continue to succeed and assist any wizard that asks for their help. The truth is, I rarely log into Central anymore. I much prefer to get my information from <a href="http://my.diaryofawizard.com/">Diary of a Wizard</a>, <a href="http://petnome.pbworks.com/w/page/27388686/Home">Petnome</a>, and my friends on Twitter of course.<br />
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Didn't think I would leave without mentioning Prophecy of Blades did you? I have started posting it on Diary of a Wizard as well and continue to work on it daily (or whenever the boss turns his head.) For those that are wondering and have read the last chapter, Heather is not alone. She has a friend with her, though, who it is may surprise you. Here is a picture of Heather Blade and Tristan. I will continue to post and keep you updated. As for me right now, the Spiral awaits.<br />
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For those who want to see what a couple of my characters look like, here is Heather.<br />
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And below is Tristan. The Necromancer he is with will be revealed....later.<br />
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Alexis approached the wall and traced the yellow line from the handprint to the slot on the right side. “It certainly is bright.” She turned and noticed the unusual looks from Tristan and Destiny. “What?” <br />
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“You can see the colors?” Tristan asked.<br />
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“They’re kind of hard to miss. They look like colorful vines all over the wall. Don’t tell me you can’t see them.” <br />
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Tristan shook his head. Neither me nor Destiny can. Wonder why you and Heather are able to?”<br />
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Alexis pondered the question for a second. “I have a theory about why I can. But her,” she pointed to Heather. “I don’t have a clue about unless she has Myth or Balance parents.”<br />
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Heather shook her head. “My dad is a Theurgist too and mom has no magic in her family. What’s your theory Alexis?”<br />
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Alexis cleared her throat. “I think you may have the blood of a seer in your veins. It’s not really taught at Ravenwood, but seers have been around for centuries. Some can see strands of magic, others can see bits of the future. Seers tend to be Conjurers and Sorcerers, it’s rare to see the ability in a Theurgist. My family’s full of them since we have over six generations of Conjurers. In fact,” Alex said in a surprised voice and walked over to the wall. “That’s my family crest right there.” She touched the wall’s lower right corner and there was a quick blinding flash of light.<br />
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“OW! ALEXIS.” Destiny rubbed her stinging eyes. “What’d you do that for Monster girl? That hurt like—Woah!” Through the fading white and purple spots, Destiny discovered something. “Hey! I can see the colors now. Tris, take a look.”<br />
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Tristan blinked several times then glanced at the wall. Just like Destiny, he too could see the dazzling lines of color that crawled and snaked their way across the wall converging into a single black handprint. He started to touch the green line but the hairs on his arm stood up and he could feel electricity building. He quickly pulled his hand away. “Oh no you don’t you stupid wall. I’m not ending up on the floor again. He motioned for the others. “Let’s hurry and get this over with. I don’t think this rock likes me much.”Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-89199465460192723062011-03-01T16:02:00.000-05:002011-03-01T16:02:49.137-05:00Prophecy of Blades Chapter sneak peek.This is a snippet of the next chapter in my "Prophecy of Blades" series. I am hard at work on it and hope to finish by Thursday, Friday at the latest. This takes place right after they read the Diary.<br />
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Tynan’s final thought echoed throughout the tower as the memory crystal faded into silence. <br />
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“I graduate from Ravenwood tomorrow as Valedictorian in Necromancy. Ambrose is a great headmaster and has given me a small piece of land near the school for future Nightshade heirs. I will do my best to honor our family, its creed, “Virtus et Sapientia”, and even Desiree’s correct maiden name. I just wish I knew how.”<br />
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Grandmother Raven stood with her head bowed lost in the past for a second. She finally pointed to the back wall between the planters and whispered, “The Prophecy came true.”<br />
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Destiny walked over to the wall and rubbed off the centuries of dust with her sleeve. “I’m with Byron on this Grandmother. There are just three notches here, no writing anywhere.” Then she noticed her sleeve. “Oh yuck my robe is filthy now.”<br />
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Tristan, who had been in a silent state of shock, could not help but chuckle at his Diviner friend. “Guess impetuousness runs in the family. Glad there isn’t any cliffs or Drakes around.”<br />
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“Ha Ha!” Destiny said mockingly. <br />
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Grandmother Raven gave her sad smile and teasingly said. “That’s right. The memory crystal stopped when Tristan and Kai were six years old and Tynan never told his great grandmother’s name.” She giggled before she revealed who it was. “It was Evelyn Skyblade.”<br />
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Both Tristan and Destiny’s mouths dropped open. Destiny, as always, recovered from the shock first and she laughed. “I am so calling you cousin from now on Tris.” She teased him.<br />
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While Destiny was giving Tristan a hard time, Heather had walked over to get a closer look at the wall where the Prophecy had supposedly been carved. She ran her hands over the notches and thinking out loud said, “It almost looks like someone stabbed the wall with three different swords.” She pulled back suddenly when she noticed something odd happening on the wall. “Oh! Look at the colors.”<br />
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“What?” The revelation got Tristan’s attention. He walked over to the wall but did not see anything. “Umm Heather. It’s just a gray wall. Are you feeling alright fizzy?”<br />
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“Don’t look at me like I’m crazy Tristan. Destiny you see the colors. Don’t you?” She asked pleadingly.<br />
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Destiny shook her head. “Sorry Heather I don’t. What kind of colors?”<br />
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Heather sighed but explained. “There are small lines of colors coming from each of the slots. They almost look like glowing vines reaching toward the center. The top is purple, the left one is green, and the right is yellow. They meet in the middle and it looks like they form a black hand-print."Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-1267142167308795902011-02-21T13:36:00.001-05:002011-02-21T13:40:21.079-05:00Pixelate and PvP<b>Pixelate</b><br />
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Pixelate is a term I made up. I define it as looking at someone in a game and thinking of them as just pixels instead of a living human being. If you are pixelated, you can be called bad names, people will tell you that you're useless, you stink...etc. Other terms in relation to it are, pixelated, pixelator, and pixelation. <br />
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If you are a pixelator, I would like to ask you to take a moment and go look at someone in your house. It doesn't matter who....go on, I'll wait.... Notice anything about them? They are not small dots of color on a computer screen but living flesh and blood. They move, laugh, cry, feel, just like you do. Would you want anyone calling them names, or telling them they are useless? I hope not. Now look at your character in the game. He/she is made up of pixels correct? Every character in the game is made up of pixels. However, somewhere in the world, there is a real person looking at a computer screen just like you are and just like you and your family/roomate, they laugh, move, cry, feel. Those little dots are actually flesh and blood and do not deserve to be called names or laughed at because you are mad or upset. <br />
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Pixelation tends to spread quickly. Once one person is mean, others see it and think it is acceptable behaviour in the game.<br />
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As of yet, there is no cure for pixelation but telling those that pixelate it's not acceptable behaviour may stop them. Telling them can have a reverse affect and make them madder but long-term pixelators usually start saying things they can be reported for and get muted. Either way problem solved.<br />
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Recently I started PvP'ing. I did not think I would enjoy it but with good friends cheering you on, it's pretty fun. It will take some time before I am brave enough to solo but I will get there....eventually. <br />
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I have been playing Wizard101 for a little over 2 years and before this past weekend, had only PvP'd one time. I had such a horrible experience I didn't want to go back. I won that first battle and my oponent was a good sport but the rudeness from bystanders is what disheartened me. They cursed at us, called us names, said we were boring. I am very tenderhearted and had only been playing the game for a month or so. Thanks to those Arena Trolls (as my sister Cass calls them) I lost all confidence in my ability to PvP and quit. <br />
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This past weekend however, I was invited by my Unholy Trio sister Cassandra Dragonheart to watch the PvP team she is on,Team Perfect Catch,(TPC) in the Arena. The event was broadcast on Livestream so I got to hear commentary of the match as well. They talked about spells they would use, what their opponents might cast, etc... Most of the opposing teams were good sports but there were a few "Trolls" in there as well. (Both in and out of the ring). However, Cass, Kevin, Fallon, and Rowan did not let the comments get to them. They even laughed at it and even gave tips to their opponents on how to improve if the other team lost. I have never seen anything like that. I had a blast that night and stayed up until 2am watching TPC battle it out. Thank you TPC for showing me PVP can be fun.<br />
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We practiced first. Cass, my other sister, SorceressMiklai, and our friend Alric Ravensinger. Cass wrote about that in her blog (link is in my favorite blogs). Later on that night, TPC was challenged at Kevin Battleblood's Fantasy Palace and Sorceress and I decided to watch. After their match was over, I jumped in the ring for a battle or two. I lost both times. The first time I really enjoyed. It was 3v3 and I was up against one tough opponent, SorceressMiklai. I put up a good fight but was no match for her Snow Angel in the end.<br />
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The second battle was hard for me. This time me and SorceressMiklai were on the same team but our side only had 3 players. We were up against Alric, Cass (Death Cass), a Life player, and Nate (The Earthweavers on Central) and they went first. We were crushed. I do not mind losing but when I lose that badly I tend to think it was all my fault. Now before my sisters rush in here and fuss at me for thinking like that, I know that was a tough match up and would be hard for anyone to come out on top with those odds. That is the biggest thing I will have to overcome. I am going to shut up now since I am just feeling sorry for myself.<br />
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<b>Get over it Heather, you're still learning.</b><br />
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Onto the good news. I don't intend to give up and my big sis, SorceressMiklai (SM) ranked up last night with help from Alric a.k.a. Tio. WOOOOOTTT, Go sis! I can't wait to catch up to her and big sis Cass.<br />
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Thank you for listening and until next time,<br />
Lady Blade a.k.a. HeatherLady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-30293210989819017932011-02-17T11:57:00.000-05:002011-02-17T11:57:48.605-05:00Dedication to my friendsI am shy by nature and it is hard for me to make friends and trust others with my feelings. I am either too shy to speak up or I keep my feelings to myself not wanting to put my burdens on other people. However, over the past year, I have made some very good friends that have helped me overcome some of that timidness and I continue to learn from them on a daily basis. I would like to say a few words about each of these special people. I will start with M4H team mates.<br />
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Cassandra Dragonheart and SorceressMiklai-I have to include my Trio siblings together. We got invited to join M4H (Mercenaries for Hire) at the same time and quickly became known as the Unholy Trio.<br />
Cassandra is, IMO, one of the best PvP players in the Spiral and just celebrated her one year wizaversary last Saturday. WOOT Cass.<br />
Sorceress is my late night sister and probably knows more about gardening and pets than KI themselves. She and Cass have really been there for me over the past year. They have listened to all my complaints, corny jokes, and problems. They also give great advice on life and the game. I hope I can repay them someday and pray I am as good a friend to them as they are to me.<br />
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Fiona Wildshade- The best way to describe Fiona is sweet. I am not talking about a little piece of chocolate sweet either. I am talking honey coated cotton candy topped with fudge, whip cream, and a cherry. I think she and I are very much alike in that we don't like to be alone but we feel as if we will bother someone if we ask them for help/company. <br />
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Aura*-Aura* is one tough cookie. She has soloed almost every area of the Spiral and we are currently working a Life,Storm team together. I have a tendency to be soft-hearted and although that is not a bad trait,Aura* is teaching me to be soft-hearted but stand my ground as well. Actually, she, Cass, and SorceressMiklai, have gotten on to me for apologizing to people when there is no need for one. (I'm learning my friends.)<br />
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There are several other Mercenaries I enjoy hanging out with but those are the ones I know the best and are closest to. They have all helped me and are all currently helping me learn and grow on a daily basis. <br />
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In the Non Mercenaries category, I have to give a shout out to Alric Ravenslinger. He is best friends with Sorceress and Cass, has created wonderful blogs (which I will try to post a link to), and is my teacher in pet training. Judging by his twitter posts, we have a similar, sarcastic, warped sense of humor. (Be afraid). I still don't know why Cass calls him Tio though. That's a secret for another day perhaps? <br />
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That's it for my blog this time around. I am still working on Prophecy of Blades and Desiree's Diary. I hope to have the Diary posted by this weekend. Will keep you updated or try my best to anyway.<br />
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-Lady BladeLady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-16713202826305557042011-02-09T14:47:00.000-05:002011-02-09T14:47:13.288-05:00Desiree's DiaryIt has been a while since I posted but really, my life is dull compared to my friends. My imagination is a different story...literally. Here is an excerpt from my Wizard101central story Desiree's Diary. It is part of my Prophecy of Blades series but it kind of developed into its own story. I hope you enjoy this part. I hope to finish it and the next chapter of Prophecy soon.<br />
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They walked inside the castle and headed toward the sitting room to greet their guests. They had almost reached the room when they heard someone shout and glass break. “You worthless piece of garbage! I could have you fired right now!” <br />
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Judging by the stern look her mother was giving her, Desiree was making another unladylike face. They walked in the sitting room to see what the commotion was about. There was a shattered tea cup lying on the floor near the fireplace. A servant was trying to clean it up but it was clear she had been cut and was trying to pick up the glass with a cloth on her hand to keep from staining the carpet. Standing near the sofa was a tall, skinny man and a young scruffy looking boy. They looked up as Desiree and her mother walked in. <br />
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“Holy smokes it’s Grubb, he’s alive, and he’s your Uncle!” exclaimed Destiny as she grabbed the crystal, pausing the memory. <br />
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“Destiny!” Tristan said. “Thanks for pointing that disgusting fact out but I had a feeling Grubb would be in here. Otherwise he wouldn’t have tried to keep us out of the tower.” Tristan removed Destiny’s hand and the memory continued.<br />
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“Really Charlotte.” Grubb exclaimed as he saw his sister and Desiree. “How do you put up with this riff raff your husband hires as servants?” He said the word husband the same way a chef says the word rat. “You deserve so much better.” Desiree wasn’t sure if her uncle was referring to the servant or her father.<br />
Charlotte angrily retorted. “May I remind you brother that if it weren’t for my husband, you would not hold the status you do now? And another thing! Our servants are very dear to me and I will not have them harmed again. You and young Norton may join us in the garden but I will show you the door myself if you so much as look at another servant in a demeaning manor. Come along Desi-…” She stopped when she noticed Desiree had walked over to the servant and was holding her cut hand.<br />
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Desiree held the servant’s hand and asked her with tears in her eyes. “Does it hurt much Michelle?” As the child said this, green light started flowing from her hand, onto the cut and healing it. Charlotte Lighthope could only stare in amazement at her daughter’s ability. Someone else was watching as well.<br />
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“Amazing!” The voice came from the doorway and startled the group in the sitting room. <br />
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Charlotte recovered quickly. “Dean Murin. What a wonderful surprise. Such a pleasure to see you.” She said smiling genuinely.Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-31956081296066479062010-12-02T22:20:00.000-05:002010-12-02T22:20:55.166-05:00New blog for stories.Have created a new blog for my entertaining stories. Other than that, not much going on that is different. Still love hanging out with Cass, Dee, and all other Wiz101/central friends.<br />
New blog located at <a href="http://heatherstales.blogspot.com">http://heatherstales.blogspot.com</a>. Will link it for anyone who wants to read. Will post a new story tomorrow.Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-11245356627860648402010-11-25T21:32:00.000-05:002010-11-25T21:32:52.627-05:00A Day in the Life Part TwoTime to Eat<br />
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Happy Thanksgiving and holiday greetings my friends. The holidays are a great time for friends and family and of course food. Tons and tons of food that come January, we will regret having eaten since it will have added to the weight we resolve to lose by June in order to fit into our bathing suits.<br />
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This story is about one of my nearest and dearest friends Kim. Kim and I have known each other since I was a sophomore in high school. She was a year ahead of me but we shared a few classes together. One of those classes was Adult Living taught by Mrs. Barnes (not her real name). In Adult Living, you learned a little bit of home economics, mixed in with normal economics, and child care. It was supposed to help prepare you for adulthood by teaching you the basics of cooking, managing money, and raising kids (stop laughing). Kim did great at managing money and kids but cooking was a different story. The following stories are three instances that I have never let Kim live down. <br />
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The first time we got a cooking assignment Kim tried to warn Mrs. Barnes that she had no cooking skills but Mrs. Barnes did not heed the warning. It was a simple task, make sausage balls following a recipe. Okay, seemed easy enough so, Kim, me, and our friend Amy got started. Mrs. Barnes even had all the ingredients laid out for us Well, the recipe called for a jar of Cheez Wiz (6oz). Kim read the recipe to us but what she did not pay attention to (like most other high school kids) was that Mrs. Barnes bought a 12oz jar of Cheez Wiz and only wanted us to use half of it since she had another class later that day. Oops, you guessed it. They were more like cheese balls than sausage balls but, it was kind of a good thing we did double the cheese amount. Mrs. Barnes bought HOT sausage to use. The cheese kind of soothed your burning mouth after you took a bite. The best way to describe the flavor of the sausage? I think some people eat something like it in a circus act. Right before they breathe fire. Man was Mrs. Barnes mad at us for using all of her Cheez Wiz.<br />
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Second attempt<br />
A few weeks after the sausage incident, we got to make Chocolate Chip cookies. Yum right? Wrong! Mrs. Barnes bought All Purpose Flour instead of Self-Rising. I do not know how many of you know the difference so here it is. Self-Rising has everything in it, ready to go. All Purpose, you have to add salt and baking soda. Knowing the danger of having Kim read the recipe, I decided to read and help Amy prepare the dough. Kim’s only job was to add the salt and baking soda to the flour. To this day we (Kim and I) have no idea what happened. . The cookies turned out flat, black, and they stuck to the pan so bad it took an S.O.S. pad and a knife to get them off the sheet. I open the oven and immediately break out in tears laughing. Kim and Amy rush over and while Amy is scrubbing away at the “concoction” on the pan, Kim is trying to shut me up and get Mrs. Barnes (who was over with the popular crowd as usual) attention. I think Mrs. Barnes eyes popped out like a cartoon characters when she saw our cookies. How I ever passed that class I will never know.<br />
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The final story takes place after we graduated. I had not seen Kim in about a year but knew she went into hair styling. After I ran into her, I was having her do my hair one day and asked if she ever learned to cook. To which she replied with a laugh and this story. It seemed that the night before she ran into me, she was cooking meatballs for her husband following a recipe she had found in a cookbook. Here is the funny part brace yourselves. It was a two page recipe and she only used one page. She told me the dog would not even eat it after it came out of the oven. After I stopped crying from laughing so hard, I asked her. “Kim,” I said. “Didn’t you think it was odd that it was a meatball recipe and they did not come out as well… balls?” I still don’t think she has an answer for that. You will be happy to know that Kim can now cook rather well thanks to some cooking tips from her Mother-in-law.Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-81064260413254472252010-11-17T12:10:00.002-05:002010-11-17T12:10:49.001-05:00A Day in the LifeA Day in the Life<br />
These are a collection of entertaining stories involving people in my life (including myself).<br />
Part one<br />
I jumped<br />
(As told to me by my sister, Donna)<br />
The two best ways to describe my brother, Eric, when he was 10 are adventurous to the point of recklessness, and thin to the point of being bony. Those characteristics are important in this story so keep them in mind. <br />
One of Eric’s favorite things to do as a child was to climb trees to see how high up he could get, or jump off of a tree at a certain height onto the 14ft trampoline in our backyard. On one particular occasion he made it to about 20ft up, lost his footing, and fell. That little adventure cost him six weeks with his arm in a cast. How he only broke one arm and no other bones is either a mystery or miracle, take your pick. My personal theory is that he was so skinny his sweater caught in the wind and he just sort of glided down. He probably would have been fine if he had known how to land.<br />
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Six weeks slowly passed as me and Donna unjustly got stuck with his chores. Hey, his arm was broke, not his legs, I have a right to complain. <br />
One week after the cast came off, Donna and Eric were in the backyard and Eric was, once again, climbing trees. His tree of choice this time was a dogwood. Now, I don’t know if you know anything about Dogwood trees so here is a little educational fact. They aren’t big trees and have a lot of branches. Eric got pretty high up and started dangling from a branch about the size of his arm. Donna, being the caring sister she is, tried to warn him.<br />
“You’re going to fall and break your arm again stupid.” I can almost hear her voice.<br />
“No I’m not. Shut up!” Was his reply.<br />
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Donna shrugged and turned to walk into the house when she heard the dreaded but predictable, SNAP, WHOOSH, SNAP, CRASH, BOOM! She turned around as fast as she could, expecting to see my brother’s limp body lying beneath a pile of limbs. What she saw instead was Eric standing upright, legs stiff, arms stretched above his head with the broken branch still in his grip.<br />
Eric looked at Donna and with as much pride as he could, said with a straight face. “I jumped!” It has been over 20 years and we still laugh about that.Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-62446214910281309302010-10-25T10:07:00.000-04:002010-10-25T10:07:55.372-04:00New ChapterMy Death wizard Angela Shadowblade is now level 39, close to 40. She just learned the empower spell after 3 runs through Crimson Fields lol. The first time was for the quest and I was warned by my dear friend and Unholy Trio sibling, SorceressMiklai, that I would need it again but I wanted to farm Yakedo so decided to run 2 different runs. Or so I thought. I hit level 38 on Saturday morning and sure enough, was called to get my spell. Did Crimson Fields for the second time and looked at quests to see where I needed to go next...oops. I forgot to do first part of quest which was in Krokotopia. Went to Krok and then got quest to defeat War Oni (Yes the very one I had just beaten). <br />
Third times the charm,and I finally did get my spell. Soreceress and Cass, could not have done it without you. Hope you got some giggles out of my little goof. I know I did. Also thanks to Alric for the extra assist with Soreceress I don't think the trio came together as a whole but each time I had to run, one of them was with me. I love my friends.<br />
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Also some good news. I have a pet Death Scarab. I am hoping to help SM and Alric out by mixing and seeing if they can get one too. She is an adult now but want her at Ancient or Epic before I mix. Should not be too hard to get her there.<br />
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Up and coming from me<br />
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I have been working on a few things for a while now and do not know how well they will do but all I can do is try. First thing, I have a story I have created for Wizard101Central entitled "Prophecy of Blades". I have a very wild imagination and am having fun creating this tale. So far I have 2 chapters written and am working on the third which is actually going to be divided into 2 different story threads. It features all of my current Grandmaster wizards. Adding an excerpt from it and will post the full first chapter sometime this week on Central.<br />
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Here is some of Chapter One (This is not the beginning but is a teaser hee hee)<br />
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"Heather got up and walked out of the Myth Tower slowly, barely even noticing the stares she got from other students as she passed through Ravenwood and went into her dorm room where she laid on her bed to think. Despite the name, Lighthope Lane was not what one would call cheery. The trees there had long since died and were now empty shells that stretched to the sky as if pleading to be cut down. There was only one house on the street so it was more of a driveway than a street but it had always been called Lighthope Lane and no one dared to argue the point. Even Death students shivered slightly as they passed the huge iron gates.<br />
An hour later, Heather stood in front of those very gates. The Death spell symbol was etched on each side in iron and two bell towers were holding the gates up. Where the gates met at the top, the Death school symbol, a skull in a circle, divided in half. Not able to control her trembling, Heather started to grab a rope to ring one of the tower bells but before she could give it a tug, the gates opened mysteriously without so much as a creak. <br />
“Great.” Heather said to herself as she walked through the gap between the gates. “I must be crazy doing this. I am risking my life for a grade that probably will not be higher than a C.”<br />
The pathway beyond the gates seemed to stretch for miles due to a thick fog all over the property but it only took a minute or two of walking before the house came into view and Heather stopped dead in her tracks. Tall and decrepit, it was the very essence of every haunted house ever talked or read about. The two windows on the top floor seemed to be staring at her as she slowly walked towards it and she could have sworn they blinked. The path split up and went three ways. One went right and around a hill, the other went left toward a graveyard (Yeah right, like she was going that way.), and the third went straight down the middle toward the house."<br />
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Second thing: I am working on a real life children's story. I have the premise but not sure how I want to write it. Would love to try rhyme scheme but then ugh, do not want to stay that route if by some miracle, the story gets published.<br />
I think that is it for now. Will keep you updated and post link to Central story when I post it.Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985952481462136909.post-15113481725156178152010-10-16T13:24:00.000-04:002010-10-16T13:24:58.720-04:00First blog, first post.Just want to give a friendly hello to all followers or would be followers. This is my first blog. Not sure what to write about. So I will tell a little about me. I do tech support for a living and in spare time play great game Wizard101 and am part of a game fan site called <a href="http://wizard101central./">Wizard101Central.</a> I have made some of the best friends there.<br />
Cassandra Dragonheart and SorceressMiklai are two besties (using Central names) she is always there to talk to when I need a friend. Oddly enough none of my friends are annoyed at the fact that I tend to reveal too much at once and annoy the tar out of them lol. <br />
The Earthweavers- a little impetuous but no one can cheer you up better when feeling blue.<br />
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Can't think of anything else to say except welcome everyone.Lady Bladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889384655162728788noreply@blogger.com4