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Eyreequel

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  1. hehe ... thats such a good idea, bookwyrme
  2. its always better than nothing *makes you some cookies for motivation*
  3. *hearts the second one* great choice
  4. "I had to restrain myself from putting my arm around his shoulders and kissing him on the eyes as a reward for having absolutely no use for me." Description of a Struggle - Franz Kafka
  5. aklon sounds like a very interesting fellow indeed great to see that you *are* making progress
  6. I know...what can I say...after dad's death, I was out of sorts for a while...then I decided to keep up with school work...which may not have been a wise move in the short run, but I needed to keep busy. It definitely doesn't help that while I consider myself doing better, sometimes I get hit with...emotions...at odd times. *shrugs* Like when they finally got his tombstone put up (because they needed to get more stone in...) or such as when I gathered up the last of dad's stuff during break to give away to Goodwill (clothes mainly), sell, or put in the trash. I haven't given up on the project by any means...and though I got a couple of other things I would like to work on, I haven't advanced any of them either. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> just take your time . the mod is not the most important thing in the world . i wish you good luck with everything .
  7. Eyreequel

    Yaupq

    1# Viconia 2# Edwin 3# Irenicus 4# Nalia 5# Yoshimo ... ... ... ... ... .... .... I am afraid of myself right now *clings to her fav cuddle blanket*
  8. i totally agree with that one i mean he didnt seem like the blushing virgin in the game the whole fatherhood thing could be used as some kind of lovetalk but not as getting the pc pregnant .... hmm ... i dunno ...
  9. thats good to hear you nearly gave me a heart-attack cos of this
  10. well as i said before in other mods i really like to see that the romance interest of the pc is helping him/her through the hard times and that the pc should have the oppurtinity for a breakdown or just a shoulder to cry on cos as it is with the most romance interests its the other way around and the main char is always like an unshakeable rock. it isnt really realistic, i think i dunno if you plan on two paths for the romance for a man and woman its pretty much work for a long romance, but i am not saying you should make a hort one. how many lovetalks did you have planned ? battles dont matter much to me, if someone wants tough battles you can download those weimer-mods and not a romance mod ... yeah if i can think of something else i'll post it good luck with this !
  11. oh and maybe hd could tell the pc some stories about love i'll just post some, okay ? ---------------------------------------------------------------- Mehach and Ereyon. Tales speak of how Mehach, Goddess of Death, used to visit the world of Aii Chriaston in the past. She would herself step down from her ebony keep, and gently weave and coax souls from their discarded shells - and legends speak of how she, when gathering souls from a battlefield, met a wounded, but still breathing young man by the name of Ereyon. Ereyon was beautiful in a way the Goddess had never seen before - she had seen beauty in Gods, but here, she saw beauty in life. In his pulse, in the beat of his heart, and she came to love him - and he came to love her. She visited him every night, and every night they kissed. For nearly a year, they were together, but Ereyon had a secret he did not share with his mistress. Though her presence when she was with him was dimmed down - she was still Death, and she was slowly killing him. Rather than telling her, and losing what little time he had left with her, he kept quiet, and wasted away. Mehach was blinded by her love for him and suspected nothing until the day he actually died - and she felt his passing from her throne. He did not come to her, though, as souls should. He clung to his grave and haunted the cemetery at night. Mehach called for him but he would not come - so she was forced to go down to him once again. He did not want to go to the ebony keep, because he knew that then he would lose his memories and his love for her - he would lose what he had left. Haunting the cemetery, at least, would let him remember what they had shared. Mehach spent the night in the graveyard, playing her harp - weaving patterns of his soul through her fingers, until, quiet as the wraith he was, he could no longer resist... and floated towards her, kissing her cheek - and she kissed him in return and thus stole his memories, and his love, and all that he once was... truly stealing his life before taking him back to the dark keep. It is said that after this incident, after the tragic death of Ereyon, the Goddess of Death has never been seen on Aii Chriaston again. ------------------------------------------------------------------- "Innocence", he said, while his eyes fell away and slowly slid their black irises to study the mist-laden woods around him. "Losing your innocence, is like losing a limb." The smile that appeared on his lips was neither cold nor warm - it was colourless. Flat. "You can still live - you can move around. But you will never dance again, not like you once did. You will never run across a meadow without a shadow drifting over your heart." The eyes returned. Slowly lifting - swaying upwards like birds taking flight. "She crippled me." Quiet, for a moment, and then, "For that, I will cripple -her-." -------------------------------------------------------------------- The doves should not be white, my love, No more than your lonely tears. And yet, white they remain, Pure like your innocence, Even in the face of sin. The doves should not be white, my love, Forgive me for tainting them black. Forgive me, my love, the sin was all mine. -------------------------------------------------------------------- he could tell this poem to the pc maybe when she turned into the slayer or something : The road to the throne, is littered with corpses. With each step, Their blood stains your heels. Closer to salvation, and yet, Deeper in sin - The road to freedom comes at A cost of the same. The road to the throne, is littered with corpses, And one of these corpses, Is of your heart. Old, black, rotten - Festering. Closer to salvation, and yet, Never have you been So far Away. ------------------------------------------------------------------- "From darkness, to light, for you -" Whispered, a breath of honey in the air tinged with emeralds. "I turned my back on my friends," A rustle of leaves. A soft trail of air against a cheek. Locks of ashes and ebony. ", I turned my gaze from my family," Fingertips, alabaster pale and softer than ice, ", and you - you turned my lips from yours." His palm drifts like a feather against the trunk of a tree. Rough, the bark. Digging into his palm. It should have been a caress. It should have been her, but it is not. "From darkness, to light, for you -" Eyes, closing. "but you... pushed me back into shadows." -------------------------------------------------------------------- Songs under the apple tree. Red like the apple: lips, heart, robins - the sun that glows bright like a lantern before it sets. Pale olive, the feet, the hands, the tips of the bird's wings - and shadows cast by bright yellow trees across the lake. And in her heart, she knew - in its inner, bright-redness, that today was the day - today it would rain and the droplets would part like a curtain. To let him approach. ------------------------------------------------------------------ all these were written by the wonderful Linda Berkvist and i do hope it'll give some inspiration
  12. well i already made two long posts with love-talks and get-to-know-you-talks from writers who tried to make a hd-romance ... take a look here
  13. here : aerie got killed teheeee ... enjoy !
  14. true ... we do the world a favor .. teheeee ... so did you read "oh my god they killed aerie ?" ... ...
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