A little poem from Olive (drama)

September 1, 2008 - 12:18am — Hubalaboo

Oh well.
I say to myself, It couldn't
have worked

Perhaps
I envy my sister, my Plume.
I say to myself

Oh well.
But I cannot help it, now
I ponder.

Perhaps
I spoke one word too many.
I say to myself

Perhaps...
If we might just be friends.
I say to myself...

Oh well.
She is a fickle Lady
But she is so pretty.

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Haha bad poem. 83
Plus he's young... Almost a month maybe...?

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September 1, 2008 - 12:27am — Anzel

blinks You spoke too much.

*blinks* You spoke too much. You thought you knew so much about me, but you did not, and it frustrated me. Our threads shall never intertwine, for I am on the other side of the glass.

(cryptic, hehe)

She doesn't mean any offense, she is just feeling...very blunt, right now. I apologise. You may want to cover Olive's ears, and let only Plume know what she said to him.

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September 1, 2008 - 12:41am — Hubalaboo

hangs head I am sorry...

*hangs head* I am sorry... Now I look, and I am shamed. I basked too much in the thought of being knowledgeable. *snort* How very stupid was I. I-I should've listened to the trees, I-I thirsted far too much... *voice cracks, and he fades*

D'aww. Taint's right. He dug too much didn't he. But I think he kind of accepts that Taint dislikes him. He knows the reason now, anyways. ^^;

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***Plumeria and Olive's bio***

September 1, 2008 - 12:45am — Anzel

As a fawn, all must be

As a fawn, all must be naïve. As you grow, you learn more, and grow less. In order to learn, though...you must question. Simply...question. Theorize, daydream, and never believe without proof. Then, you shall not be ignorant. For it is the ignorant who do not question, and who believe to be wise, and they are the most unwise of all, and they remain in their ignorance forever. Even if you never have a single question answered...you have asked, and have admitted that you do not know. And that is wisest. For how can you know something without first...not knowing it?

x3 In real life, I ask questions about EVERYTHING, MWAHAHA.

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September 1, 2008 - 12:59am — Hubalaboo

listens, then nods I have

*listens, then nods* I have so much to learn... Question, theorize, daydream. *smiles* Thank you. *laughs quietly* Should I be just a fawn then, shouldn't I? Ask and frolic, and accept my inexperience, look forward to the growth, but live as I am! *trots off*

xD;; Um. Wow.

I ask questions too IRL. Not a whole whole lot though...

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***Plumeria and Olive's bio***

September 1, 2008 - 1:04am — Anzel

chuckles You might grow to

*chuckles* You might grow to be a stag, but you can still be a fawn in mind. Unfortunately, for a certain few, when we grow up, we change. I, from a sweet, naïve fawn, to an unsmiling doe. Brother Vein, he changed from an insane little fawn into a calm, collected vampire stag. But not all change. Many are luckier than I.

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September 1, 2008 - 1:14am — Hubalaboo

Yes... But... wait...

Yes...

But... wait... *tilts head* How can you chuckle without smiling?

Haha I remember when Vein was a crazy fawn. xD Memories...

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***Plumeria and Olive's bio***

September 1, 2008 - 1:16am — Anzel

I smile occasionally, but I

I smile occasionally, but I am never truly happy.

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The Endless Forest