andrea_chitaro
Raven's Eve To all,
I've been playing Chitaro, chit to many of you who know me and some who don't for 19 years now with a 2 year break. Chit was originally in the mystic Tavern we created in lycosia where we would always crash the server competing for lines when we would flow over the limits of detail. The Blackrose was Founded originally on 13 members from the house of Rose as it's own broodwing and sanctuary in what was known as the lost woods outside of Mystic tavern a Ways away. All of the old Blackrose Descriptions still stand and wait for use. As Blackrose progressed and grew to over 50 members who played on a daily basis the plots got thick and the bloodshed thicker. How many still remember the bathory wars? The Wars with the black Panther clan of Lords or even the house of mages? Ty Sauron_runecaster,alexavia and Adam. How many remember the fall of Delarose with Akuma, Lestat, Lance and the crew?
(I'll Add more here As Time Goes on and I can work on it)
I'll post the descriptions soon and work on playing in the new Blackrose plot. In other words the Bytch is back boys lets have some fun and raise some hell.
"Consanguinitas atque aequus rosetum vinum.Cave Adsum, ille illiact dice. Justus et puis" The blood and ashes of your kin are like roses and wine.Beware I am here and the dice have been caste.The ever just and fiathful. It is the rememberance of the best thigns about the ones you have loved and lost and remembering why you loved them and dwellign in the good times, The roses are sweet timesthat give you strength and the wine is like the nectar of life, it becomes your life blood that life they lived and those fond memories, but you shall never forget how they fell or what happend to them or the masterpiece they have written in thier book of life.
"From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bringMy passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awakenMy heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view. " - Poe
Everyone needs alittle bit of adventure in thier lives and what better then the representation of transmutaion? To be a creature of such should there not be also transformation? Such creature in shamanism are known to be the keeps of law and of sacred knowledge to what can I but to owe a sweet homage of such.
"WE all begin with good intent, and love was all we want.We believe that we can change ourselves, that the past can be undone, but we carry on our backs, a burden time always reveals. In the lonely light of morning in the wound that would not heal. It's the bitter taste of losing everything I held so dear."
"Theres nothing ever wrong, but nothing is ever right, such a cruel contradiction. I know I crossed the line ,it's not easy to define, I'm born to indecision. sometimes I'm supposed to chose with nopeticular rhyme or reason" "I've loved to learn and learned to hate, and still I cannot hate to love. For The opposite of love is not hate but indifference and to what end is there indifference?" "Every word spoken is a spell woven into existance with power, and every action is a ritual to prove somethign into manifestation with will"
"Theres nothing ever wrong, but nothing is ever right, such a cruel contradiction. I know I crossed the line ,it's not easy to define, I'm born to indecision. sometimes I'm supposed to chose with nopeticular rhyme or reason" "I've loved to learn and learned to hate, and still I cannot hate to love. For The opposite of love is not hate but indifference and to what end is there indifference?" "Every word spoken is a spell woven into existance with power, and every action is a ritual to prove somethign into manifestation with will"
Sit with me in the darkness while I wipe away thy tears, Let my cold embrace wash away the pains of mortality. For who knows these feelings more then I, I who art of thier creator. I cry for those who cannot, I carry thier burdens when they are too weak. No they are not strangers unto me, but breathren. Victims of a mundane curse.
You Ever noticed when god wanted to make an example of someone, or when he needed a killing done or when he wished to punish someone he sent an angel. You ever wonder what a creature like that much be like? Your entire existance spent worshiping your god,but always with one wing dipped in blood, Would you ever REALLY want to meet an angel?
I've been playing Chitaro, chit to many of you who know me and some who don't for 19 years now with a 2 year break. Chit was originally in the mystic Tavern we created in lycosia where we would always crash the server competing for lines when we would flow over the limits of detail. The Blackrose was Founded originally on 13 members from the house of Rose as it's own broodwing and sanctuary in what was known as the lost woods outside of Mystic tavern a Ways away. All of the old Blackrose Descriptions still stand and wait for use. As Blackrose progressed and grew to over 50 members who played on a daily basis the plots got thick and the bloodshed thicker. How many still remember the bathory wars? The Wars with the black Panther clan of Lords or even the house of mages? Ty Sauron_runecaster,alexavia and Adam. How many remember the fall of Delarose with Akuma, Lestat, Lance and the crew?
(I'll Add more here As Time Goes on and I can work on it)
I'll post the descriptions soon and work on playing in the new Blackrose plot. In other words the Bytch is back boys lets have some fun and raise some hell.
"Consanguinitas atque aequus rosetum vinum.Cave Adsum, ille illiact dice. Justus et puis" The blood and ashes of your kin are like roses and wine.Beware I am here and the dice have been caste.The ever just and fiathful. It is the rememberance of the best thigns about the ones you have loved and lost and remembering why you loved them and dwellign in the good times, The roses are sweet timesthat give you strength and the wine is like the nectar of life, it becomes your life blood that life they lived and those fond memories, but you shall never forget how they fell or what happend to them or the masterpiece they have written in thier book of life.
"From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bringMy passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awakenMy heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view. " - Poe
Everyone needs alittle bit of adventure in thier lives and what better then the representation of transmutaion? To be a creature of such should there not be also transformation? Such creature in shamanism are known to be the keeps of law and of sacred knowledge to what can I but to owe a sweet homage of such.
"WE all begin with good intent, and love was all we want.We believe that we can change ourselves, that the past can be undone, but we carry on our backs, a burden time always reveals. In the lonely light of morning in the wound that would not heal. It's the bitter taste of losing everything I held so dear."
"Theres nothing ever wrong, but nothing is ever right, such a cruel contradiction. I know I crossed the line ,it's not easy to define, I'm born to indecision. sometimes I'm supposed to chose with nopeticular rhyme or reason" "I've loved to learn and learned to hate, and still I cannot hate to love. For The opposite of love is not hate but indifference and to what end is there indifference?" "Every word spoken is a spell woven into existance with power, and every action is a ritual to prove somethign into manifestation with will"
"Theres nothing ever wrong, but nothing is ever right, such a cruel contradiction. I know I crossed the line ,it's not easy to define, I'm born to indecision. sometimes I'm supposed to chose with nopeticular rhyme or reason" "I've loved to learn and learned to hate, and still I cannot hate to love. For The opposite of love is not hate but indifference and to what end is there indifference?" "Every word spoken is a spell woven into existance with power, and every action is a ritual to prove somethign into manifestation with will"
Sit with me in the darkness while I wipe away thy tears, Let my cold embrace wash away the pains of mortality. For who knows these feelings more then I, I who art of thier creator. I cry for those who cannot, I carry thier burdens when they are too weak. No they are not strangers unto me, but breathren. Victims of a mundane curse.
You Ever noticed when god wanted to make an example of someone, or when he needed a killing done or when he wished to punish someone he sent an angel. You ever wonder what a creature like that much be like? Your entire existance spent worshiping your god,but always with one wing dipped in blood, Would you ever REALLY want to meet an angel?
Inquiring minds want to know why we too should befriend andrea_chitaro!
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