<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538</id><updated>2012-01-26T10:40:33.492+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Talismere's Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>My Second Life name is Talismere Roecastle. I'm mostly known for pinching nipples, roleplay, and humping legs ^_^ Welcome to my blog :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5965256412868936416</id><published>2012-01-10T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T14:19:31.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Game of Thrones RP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok obviously I was sneaking around the various Game of Thrones themed realms, having finished book 5 last year, and starvingly awaiting the next. Finally chose to create a character in Westeros, and as usually, I took my time to figure out how things roll, before sending in an application to a House. The RP had been Para'ed and epic enough to keep me awake until 8am in the morning during my holidays which had been a bit troubling since I had to do housechores half asleep lol. Now, back at work, still a lot happens due to the previous enacted Storylines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Together with a few really good friends (girls only, I decided to stay away from the males there, they're mostly alts of girls, and knowing that hell would break lose if I'd approach any guy who is the wanted prey of someone else already, I just don't go there at all xD), we decided to form a secret circle kind of group to support each others in times of need, which is, so to say, an alliance between woman of all kind of status. It's fun and can be used for various things. My char also loves to disguise as a white knight male, to do justice of her own, help out, or investigate/spy if need be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course if not in disguise, I would be the perfect darling noble one could ever have the chance to meet. Especially since that incident in the Throneroom which upsetted the Queen so badly that war has, and still is on the verge to break out *oops*. But heck, if it makes for fun RP, I'm all in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My new year had started greatly this year, celebrating my vivid success in RL, having had a blast with almost no downtimes (except for not getting to see nor hear a few friends anymore but hey, they have a life too and Lucas is still around, so...I'll just stop bothering for a while :)), went to a few dates which were fun, but underlined my persistance in not being willing to go back to dating just yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sent a slanket to my best buddy and he sent me pics of wearing it, was fun. My brother and me pranked my parents a bit on christmas day, was fun as well. The only thing I wish for this year really, is to have a bit more time. Work is so busy, and I often get to go home late, which leaves very short time for fun. And oh, the yawning, the yawning when it got midnight again before I managed to log &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; evil awesome RP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hm Nicht Ka...they changed the Ssassanid Sim into a Vampire one and that made me run tail between legs really...not sure if I wanna go back, although I miss them and they've been awesome too. I just think, this more adult theme of Game of Thrones is more fit for me than the usual fantasy :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5965256412868936416?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5965256412868936416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5965256412868936416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5965256412868936416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5965256412868936416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2012/01/game-of-thrones-rp.html' title='Game of Thrones RP!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-494023551925675444</id><published>2011-12-08T10:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T10:17:55.334+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wichteln and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's THAT time of the year again! While sending out dozens of little packages with "wichtel" presents all over the world...wait...you don't know what wichteln is? Jeez! Let me enlighten you, young padawan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wichteln is a German word, and it refers to some legendary tiny dwarves. Alright I see that's confusing. Hnm...There's a box. Someone gathers the names of everyone who wants to participate to the "wichteln" and writes names separately on pieces of paper, tosses them in the box and shakes it harrrrd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone (usually the youngest or the one who organizes it) then puts all the names of the participants on a list, and starts drawing names from the box. As in List -&amp;gt; A *draws C* C has to make a present for A, but neither of them know from who the present is. No name will be on the present x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this year we do "wichteln" at the office at work, and on a different internet side as well, and I proposed to do "wichteln" on Nicht Ka as well as an X-mas OOC event. Should be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I went to snoop on one of the Game of Thrones RP realms. Stunningly awesome Para Rpers were around, so I guess I'll try to join that RP realm too since it sounds promising and fun to me (I love the books and the series and there's huge potential in a RP realm like that). No meter again, which suits me greatly. Going to play a white haired human, not sure yet if I want her to be a warriorish girl or rather something else for a change. Hm. Anyways, things roll well. Gotta get my presents together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enjoy the crazy December and see you around, perhaps you'd like to wichtel too? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-494023551925675444?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/494023551925675444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=494023551925675444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/494023551925675444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/494023551925675444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/12/wichteln-and-more.html' title='Wichteln and more'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4882785406976293576</id><published>2011-11-17T17:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:49:42.931+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One weird day oO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today had been nothing but weird. First, I woke up, looked in the mirror and discovered that my lips are bloody red. Like, really red. Had a bit of an itchy lip after the cold and forgot to put salve on it. I like it! Looks good, wish they were always like that haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, at work, first I hit my kneecap badly on the edge of my desk (I screamed like a girl), then, my right contact lense fell out on the floor and I couldn't find it anymore. Had no other lenses with me and no pair of glasses either. So I declared today to be pirate day and ran around like Popeye O_~. Wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My co-worker though rewarded me by saying that I lossed weight (not that I'd be chubby, just had a flatter-than-usual belly today) which made me beam, who dislikes being told such things eh? XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I'm hoping that I manage to get home safely with that annoying loss of seeing-ability on my right (-9.75 dioptries) and that tonight will be fun too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, it's been a bit more quiet than usual in Nicht Ka, so I watched Puss in Boots. Oh boy, that was one funny, awesomely made animation. And I've decided that I need a partner in crime for my Character in Nicht Ka, as in friend with benefits *snerks*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also very pleased that my hair's growing quickly, I missed my long curls a lot x_x never going to cut em short ever again! *note for the future me*. I sound very vain today but I feel pretty (must be the red lips). And that too, is weird oO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4882785406976293576?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4882785406976293576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4882785406976293576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4882785406976293576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4882785406976293576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-weird-day-oo.html' title='One weird day oO'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6880376677926545933</id><published>2011-11-11T10:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T10:00:27.164+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhabarber, rhabarber!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iv0bNnwBzmc/Trzfybh1DGI/AAAAAAAABJE/0o29mZWOQSQ/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iv0bNnwBzmc/Trzfybh1DGI/AAAAAAAABJE/0o29mZWOQSQ/s400/Untitled.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Ladies! This pic's from the Nicht Ka OOC Best in Fur Event/Party. And I won a price of 1000L with it O_O. Donated half to the sim, a third for the DJ and the rest in my pocket lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL is great! Made so many new friends who're so lovable, leg-humpable, nipple-pincheable and awesome RPers as well. Took me a while to climb out of my shell but it was worth it. And yes, it all would be even a LOT more fun if Lucas and Zal were around sometimes. Busy buddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm sitting in my office with a drippy nose, approx. 3 hours of sleep and a lot of work to do (I shouldn't be blogging, really) but...my head's kind of weird so I focus on this for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outfit from the pic is a B-day gift from Shock from last year xD I just added the Gauze Tattoo, and that's it. Aaaaw and finally uploaded Lindens, went BAJINGA in the Xstreets for hours, buying feet (woot), hair, went to my fav skin shop and bought their new updates, it felt awesome. I missed it. Having not shopped for months, this was like...dunno how to describe it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to do a little movie with Nicht Ka and friends, but that takes a LOT of work (especially if you're no good at it like me, one clip takes me hours until I'm halfly satisfied with it). Guess it'll be December before I'll get at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to rant/write about it since I feel happy in my pants. Although all that hardcore RPing does pin me down to the PC like it hadn't done for a long while lol. But...it's fun, and it's winter now, too cold for longer walks outside anyways :). Happy Carneval Start for ussss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6880376677926545933?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6880376677926545933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6880376677926545933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6880376677926545933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6880376677926545933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/11/rhabarber-rhabarber.html' title='Rhabarber, rhabarber!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iv0bNnwBzmc/Trzfybh1DGI/AAAAAAAABJE/0o29mZWOQSQ/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4919094260883868040</id><published>2011-11-03T14:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T14:33:42.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slashed, poisonned, impaled and...an interesting friend made.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, there's been that day where I first walked up to the Overlord and offered him a spar. He first declined, then got angry about someone, and agreed. The spar went on for a couple of nice rounds, and victoriously I held my blade under his chin with a dry "You're dead.." remark as my dice attack was pretty high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Too bad he got to roll afterwards and got an ok roll for a counter. Dude cut me with a poisonous blade and punched Tal in the Face. Then panicked cause he had poisoned his own bodyguard and ran with me to the Infirmary to prepare or let an antidote be prepared lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Talis was not amused, but quick on her feet again. Afterwards, with one nice swollen face, I went to a gathering in Pasithea, just to see a giant Monster of two houses's size crawl out of the earth. We were perhaps 5 all in all fighting it, one after another getting wiped out by the powers of the dice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Three men standing, and Tal was like "God damnit, move the wounded ones awayyy..!" and all my dice did was throwing great defenses but shitty attacks. Of course this wouldn't go good for long. It finally got Tal, impaled her and pinned her to the ground. Poor chick had no luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got treated by a redhead healer, then we had the Beach Party...completed a few quests here and there...wondering if I should try on the Hermit quest...hm...Oh...Raven's awesome. I like her. Which isn't hard because she's a genius RPer and has just about the same awkward and weird humour I have (at times). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While I pondered about disturbing the magic class by getting naked and running into the group with arms flailing and screaming "it's everywhere! it's everywhereeee!" she befriended me. Yay :). Soon I'll probably get to execute the commands of the Overlord, at least for all the fighters. Will be a lot of work but I like dat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I currently feel like a clockwork who just got some fresh oil. Everything connects and feels right, works smoothly. Even got a glimpse back on the good old Aglarond feeling, as there are many excellent RPers in Cadair and Ka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some toss excellent sentences toward me, to which I can reply smoothly without sweating and re-writing a sentence 100 times. I'm so really flexible in my role as well, which allows me to greatly interact with just anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, that guy who named his Dragon "Michael Jackson" never fails to make me run into a hysterical lol-attack. But hey, it's unique in a way. I've never seen a Dragon named Michael Jackson before. Why the heck not. You can approach him, grab your crotch and go "AAAAAAAAAARG!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For now, I just enjoy being able to freak out people by going "Humps your legs n'pinches your nipple" on them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4919094260883868040?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4919094260883868040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4919094260883868040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4919094260883868040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4919094260883868040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/11/slashed-poisonned-impaled-andan.html' title='Slashed, poisonned, impaled and...an interesting friend made.'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2377048159360481758</id><published>2011-10-24T20:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T20:40:26.212+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting wet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha...Perv x9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5MXZn3PKIc/TqWpGW3YVLI/AAAAAAAABIg/3-quspN0GBE/s1600/Rain_002.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5MXZn3PKIc/TqWpGW3YVLI/AAAAAAAABIg/3-quspN0GBE/s400/Rain_002.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSMxY0iHWL0/TqWp80ZwDBI/AAAAAAAABIo/fTlDnspIZRg/s1600/water_002.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSMxY0iHWL0/TqWp80ZwDBI/AAAAAAAABIo/fTlDnspIZRg/s400/water_002.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2377048159360481758?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2377048159360481758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2377048159360481758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2377048159360481758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2377048159360481758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/10/getting-wet.html' title='Getting wet!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5MXZn3PKIc/TqWpGW3YVLI/AAAAAAAABIg/3-quspN0GBE/s72-c/Rain_002.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3117601509182297511</id><published>2011-10-24T13:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:01:40.684+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Still miss them guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aye, I'm having a good time right now RP wise. But I still miss Zaleon and I do miss Lucas around. Although I made a few new friends, they can't compare to these two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;None has that wicked sense of humour and itty bitty snarky comments than Zal and Luc are able to exchange (which I adore x_x) and their RP is unique, and I miss watching Zal feeding the bunnies or other animals he keeps, and I miss rambling with Lucas about stuff or shopping, or plotting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not the same when they're not around on weekends. So, being the usual selfish me, I hope they're both getting a bit of relief in RL so they'll be like "Hey...let's play SecondLife again!". M'still waiting, and always will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3117601509182297511?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3117601509182297511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3117601509182297511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3117601509182297511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3117601509182297511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/10/still-miss-them-guys.html' title='Still miss them guys!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-72769219394103798</id><published>2011-10-20T10:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T10:11:44.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy ALL the feet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holy shit. I need to buy me feet. Right. Feet. A pair of them. With toes and stuff. After comparing Haydar's feet with mines, I felt like wearing boots in a desert just to hide the fugly things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do they sell Hands now as well? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anywaysss...did I mention that I love Nicht Ka? And that it was fun to see Elysa's facial expression (RPed out of course) when I snuck up on her in Bradach's camp? (too bad she was pretending to be her twin sister so even I couldn't notice the difference T_T).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haydar's my new favorite leader. It's really awesome to interact with him. Yesterday was a lot of fun in the Tavern as well. Some children were around and Talis's especially nice to them *cough*. Ended up snatching one of them and giving him&amp;nbsp;the crushing&amp;nbsp;hug of an amazone to keep him from running. T'was hilarious. They're gladly good RPers as well...anyone using the baby-speech on Talis will get a punch on the mouth. I swear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ended up fixing the broken nose of a hot tempered redhead, kind of like that girl since we have stuff in common. I like to just play the way I feel like, and not according to a race. As my Mercenary, I can be both mean, neutral, or nice, just as the mood strikes me. That's my fav thing to do really. Haydar's a very understanding leader who leaves me many options, and with a bit of RP work I've been ranked Ace, and able to chose what I want to do with that. Go Spy? Assassin? Merchand? Or a few other things...I'm not sure yet. For now I'm having fun getting to know the various kind of people spread over Nicht Ka, while being hired as a Bodyguard for a Leader and doing other investigative stuff which is fun (wakes the cop in me haha). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh...and just in case I happen to not have someone to RP with (rarely) I'll watch Haven. That serie is awesome. If they kill it, I'll go BOOM. And...does anyone know where I can get good feet? Kthxbai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-72769219394103798?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/72769219394103798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=72769219394103798' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/72769219394103798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/72769219394103798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/10/buy-all-feet.html' title='Buy ALL the feet!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-945183117292609048</id><published>2011-10-09T02:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T02:58:53.321+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not want!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JSC4hZYwSLU/TpDsmbGyoXI/AAAAAAAABIc/iADVcStjomU/s1600/Talis2_005.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JSC4hZYwSLU/TpDsmbGyoXI/AAAAAAAABIc/iADVcStjomU/s400/Talis2_005.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since we don't want to let Tigo wait for the next post, here I come (not literally...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's RP was a bit of fun, and a bit of "Holy shit gimme a baseball bat or morgenstern so I can smack that heat to pieces!". Kid avatars creep the shit out of me, especially that one I ran into by accident. I don't know, perhaps he set all his facial bones to 0 but I almost got a heart attack when I zoomed close...I usually don't like to point fingers but...that was creepy, damnit! I'm not 29 anymore!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had to delete the other rant since it went on and on and on lol but other than that, life's brilliant! Online and offline of course...oh...wait...offline...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday I decided to dye my hair (back to black for winter). Bought 2 packages of hair-color-thingie, went home and started applying it on my head. So far so good. I used one and a half of the packages, and sat down to play on the internets. After 40! minutes I went to rince with water, and got almost a heart attack as I noticed that a whole chunk of hair didn't colored black T_T.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There I stood, almost 10pm, work tomorrow, and me with a messy head. After a lot of twisting, I managed to hide most of it under a hairknot, n'quickly dashed to the hairdresser during lunchbreak to fix it. Damnit...never going to attempt dying my hair alone anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dunno why it is that my avatar's head looks all flat on top...must be the hairs...it annoys me *grawl*. Anyone an idea how to fix it? My head's already pretty round so...T_T&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gnite ye moonlight wankers in disguise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-945183117292609048?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/945183117292609048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=945183117292609048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/945183117292609048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/945183117292609048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/10/do-not-want.html' title='Do not want!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JSC4hZYwSLU/TpDsmbGyoXI/AAAAAAAABIc/iADVcStjomU/s72-c/Talis2_005.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5212690549551721627</id><published>2011-10-05T08:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T08:51:43.935+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey boo boo kitty fuck!</title><content type='html'>I've been a bit less busy at work (which means, I wasn't drowning in paperwork for once woho) so I used my android SL app (for heavily addicted SL&amp;nbsp;pals)&amp;nbsp;to login and see who'd lurk around. After a while of sending IMs to friends, I took a look at the Chat window and scrolled up to read that Lucas (I was in Nicht Ka, a RP realm) snuck up on me, chopped my head off, and was bathing in my blood's fountain. I love that guy, he's so morbid! Today, his greeting was "Hey boo boo kitty fuck!" which made me get a lol-attack (those laughing attacks who'll only get worse, the more you try to stop laughing), giving me weird looks from my co-workers and had to hide my face under the desk pretty quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I love it when friends know how to make my day. Even now I giggle at the thought of it. RPs getting better after a very slow start, Nicht Ka's my place to be. I am thinking to get one of the leaders to open&amp;nbsp;a Mercenary group, so we can spread over the realms, to be hired, and in the same way sniff around, spy around, get fakedly knocked out so a Co-Assassin can kill-in-peace...etc...plenty of ideas, and the Leader's quite a nice guy to talk to. Let's see where it'll lead ^_^. Oh, I've met that guy on the realm too, we sparred, I lost my staff, and wanted to fetch it since he was all like "What do I care about your wood..." and then the dude wanted a kiss, so I left him saying "What do I care about YOUR wood..." XD. Nough bout woods, time to go home. See you around (Sorry Tigo, no drama happening today either T_T)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5212690549551721627?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5212690549551721627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5212690549551721627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5212690549551721627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5212690549551721627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/10/hey-boo-boo-kitty-fuck.html' title='Hey boo boo kitty fuck!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2322881191122178783</id><published>2011-09-27T14:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T14:20:55.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Too hot to swallow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, you perv! Wrong, wrong! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm talking about Subways. I usually love it enough to grab me a Sammich every couple of months. This time though, I got asked if I want some sauce. "No sauce, thank you!" I replied, and what happened? Quicker than a lightening, the waitress poured mighty hot sauce all over my sammich. My chin dropped and I must have looked like this: T_T. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nice as I am, I didn't threw a fit, payed and walked back to work with slow steps of doom. As expected, the sandwich was too hot to chew, too hot to swallow. Everything burned. Why the hot sauce, why, jeezuz, whyyy not any other sauce? Now, my intestines are like "ZOMG FIRE! YOU, CHICK, YOU'LL GET TO SPEND A LONG PAINFULL TIME AT THE LOO, SOON!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for SecondLife, this morning I logged in. It was taking a suspiciously long time for SL to let me login, and of course I appeared as a cloud and didn't rezzed anything. TPing away didn't worked either. The usual things. Guess I'll have to use the Test Avatar thing this evening before I'll have a look at Cadair (I'd hate standing there with my nakedness exposed, only wearing 5 attachments and no pants/hairs). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps I'll remember uploading a few pikshers later as well, since the realm we RP in is gorgeous with some Windlights used. Unfortunately the last couple days I spent hiding with Shock from our stalker. Funny first experience, but I guess soon I'll handle it Talis's way (staff's end in your face, or something like that).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's a couple of interesting avatars to RP with though, they're fun, although most&amp;nbsp;still lack the something-something I'm used to see on dudes like Zal or Lucas. But Lucas started to play on the realm as well so, woop dee doop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm currently (back to RL) oogling jewel-stores, to buy me a nice thing. I'm 30 now so I thought I'd reward myself for all the mess and the hard work. Love to do that, it keeps me somewhat going on. Bad day happened: Reward yoself, bish!. I need a raise. See yo later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2322881191122178783?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2322881191122178783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2322881191122178783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2322881191122178783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2322881191122178783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-hot-to-swallow.html' title='Too hot to swallow!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3389197967247418273</id><published>2011-09-20T12:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T12:52:22.799+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss shopping in SL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry, sorry, for not updating regularily! Work had me by the balls...I mean...not literally but it's been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;busy a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then I turned 30, in a rather unspectacular way (til now). Oh wait, I got splendid flowers at work lol. Guess I'll party some this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uhm...I travelled quite a bit lately, went to Cologne for a Work related matter, fun parts where that we went Carting driving, which gave me a whole lot of adrenaline. In the race we performed, I got 5th out of 9 teams, which is a good number.&amp;nbsp; Raced like I mean it! Woooooh! Would have hated to get last lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, I went to Treves with a friend&amp;nbsp;to the "Bread and Games" event, which has to do with Rome, Legionnaires and Gladiatores, including melons shot with ballistas, a puking kiddo and&amp;nbsp;an open Air theater at the Amphitheater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Arrr talk like a pirate day it is! Me'll be spankin' some Scallywag's dirty hineys later..erm...well in RP at least. Quite fun, this&amp;nbsp;new realm we're playing in, a few old faces, a lots of new ones, and having Shock around is awesome too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On SL, I honestly miss shopping. The last months, I haven't had the chance to buy lindens, since I had expensif stuff in RL to pay off. But I miss it! I refrain from checking the marketplaces or do window shopping cause I'd see something I'd like to have, be all "DROOOL!" and would go buy linden which I shouldn't cause I really need to put some cash aside for future plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Makes me think to perhaps accept some low-pay job in SL, perhaps dunno...anyone hireing something? And I don't mean blow-pay job! *shifty eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More updates coming soon (with pics...I pwomise!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3389197967247418273?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3389197967247418273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3389197967247418273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3389197967247418273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3389197967247418273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-miss-shopping-in-sl.html' title='I miss shopping in SL!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4064852076358353367</id><published>2011-08-16T15:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T16:46:44.042+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Featherlight &amp; fun short trip review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtDHEDziHGY/TkpWLclnrwI/AAAAAAAABHg/tYaRfqPcPuE/s1600/Screenie2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtDHEDziHGY/TkpWLclnrwI/AAAAAAAABHg/tYaRfqPcPuE/s400/Screenie2.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic was made by me, without photoshopping, on my fav place on MadNinjaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So many things happened during my trip, for example: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;getting stuck between the security doors of the Subway in Paris (which made me decide that Metro sucks anyways, turning around and calling a Taxi instead), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;noticing that in LeHavre, the one and only Toilet was locked, that it was pouring as if France wanted to drown me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I was happy that I did not forget my umbrella for once, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that the pregnant woman (8 months, if not more) asked me for a cigarette, I told her that smoking is bad for the baby, so the businessman next to me offered her a cigarette + fire so I had to tell him my 2cents, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that Etretat was as spectacular as I hoped it would be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-giQtJxdTaKo/TkpjkCcQw6I/AAAAAAAABHk/hRB9ErZENNY/s1600/281330_10150285932359697_603214696_7510387_5572841_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-giQtJxdTaKo/TkpjkCcQw6I/AAAAAAAABHk/hRB9ErZENNY/s400/281330_10150285932359697_603214696_7510387_5572841_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna play Cliffhanger?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oq94usDlHz8/Tkp9tbnIq2I/AAAAAAAABH4/c7YA-cAivBM/s1600/284530_10150285930564697_603214696_7510357_2658074_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oq94usDlHz8/Tkp9tbnIq2I/AAAAAAAABH4/c7YA-cAivBM/s400/284530_10150285930564697_603214696_7510357_2658074_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4bbRnL6g-Q/Tkp99Rvf9oI/AAAAAAAABH8/ZPoewKkSeKg/s1600/262840_10150285932179697_603214696_7510384_1406344_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4bbRnL6g-Q/Tkp99Rvf9oI/AAAAAAAABH8/ZPoewKkSeKg/s400/262840_10150285932179697_603214696_7510384_1406344_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Les Falaises&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I played news magazin photographer as I was standing at the very peak of the cliffs, and took a snapshot of a family + small kids on their shoulders fleeing out of the grotto after having gotten surprised by the incoming&amp;nbsp;flood (water was at the male's upper leg's height and since there's no sand, but pebbles on the beach + wet rocks at their side it was quite scary to watch them slip n'slide toward safety...strong current too...stupid tourists...flood's announced at each 5 steps of the whole beach in 4 languages...) Picture's on my facebook RL account x) Still thinking of selling it with the story to a newspaper (just kiddin')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I made tons of other pictures, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-074SI7gYNc8/Tkp-U_6b3hI/AAAAAAAABIA/RMD3Z719ZIk/s1600/281420_10150285932814697_603214696_7510396_1867341_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-074SI7gYNc8/Tkp-U_6b3hI/AAAAAAAABIA/RMD3Z719ZIk/s400/281420_10150285932814697_603214696_7510396_1867341_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glad there were no mean tourists behind me who would go like *looks left, looks right, pushes the stupid tourist down the cliff...* I was at approximately 90meters here x)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnt_DYG0oPU/Tkp-gi5yN-I/AAAAAAAABIE/qUBbuJC0l4o/s1600/250310_10150285933369697_603214696_7510408_3823172_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnt_DYG0oPU/Tkp-gi5yN-I/AAAAAAAABIE/qUBbuJC0l4o/s400/250310_10150285933369697_603214696_7510408_3823172_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awwww Sunseeeeeeet!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I've met a model-seagull who wasn't scared of shit, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJpKG3opSnA/Tkp9S_zCIzI/AAAAAAAABH0/zjA51ksly2Q/s1600/184149_10150285926909697_603214696_7510281_4164241_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJpKG3opSnA/Tkp9S_zCIzI/AAAAAAAABH0/zjA51ksly2Q/s400/184149_10150285926909697_603214696_7510281_4164241_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Touch me! Please, you know you want to pet me! (but if you do, I'll bite the beejeebuz out of your hands!) &lt;br /&gt;Yellow eyed evil.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that the hotel room was cheap and that I smoked out of the windows cause my leg hurted too much from climbing up and down on cliffs to walk downstairs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I had the pain..er...pleasure to eat a scrambled egg which tasted like made with lots of saltwater (eek...),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that the Woman in the Quick in Paris&amp;nbsp;(Burger Fastfood, just like McDo but way more disgusting) said that they don't have hamburgers without cheese (instead of saying "Hi, your order please?" she was like "Huh...whaddaya want eh?")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I spontaneously decided, with severe sore legs, to climb up all the way on Montmartre in Paris, including hundreds of stairs and steep hills, including all my heavy luggage only because I wanted to make a pic of the Eifeltower for my friends in Japan who might like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Montmartre, although that I looked pretty patheticly worn out after dragging all my luggage up there, I felt like the Queen of the World, Rocky the Boxer, etc. Then&amp;nbsp;I noticed the elevator bringing people up&amp;nbsp;to the peak in no time&amp;nbsp;and went "FUUUUUUUUUUU....!" PS: I took a taxi back to the trainstation. No more power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that on Montmartre I got asked 21 times by random artists (good ones, bad ones, crappy ones) if they can draw me since I'm sooo pretty (*cough*).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that on the Train station, a stranger ran into me from behind, although no one was in the way or around me, so that I almost punched him in the face, then checked my backpack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I had no Laptop with me and tremendously missed Youtube and Co upon discovering that the hotel only had French TV chains (I couldn't sleep without TV since my dear neighbours were so damn noisy that I wanted to stuff their mouths with entire seagulls).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucl_-hspmZQ/TkpqHoQqLlI/AAAAAAAABHs/4AdkK-Yzs4I/s1600/185410_10150285941449697_603214696_7510521_519243_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucl_-hspmZQ/TkpqHoQqLlI/AAAAAAAABHs/4AdkK-Yzs4I/s320/185410_10150285941449697_603214696_7510521_519243_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paris - Montmartre - the Eifeltower. Not as pretty when the weather's like this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqrtm9wSNxs/TkpqIQ3wsOI/AAAAAAAABHw/Yevp2DmGzdg/s1600/228951_10150285941149697_603214696_7510515_547409_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqrtm9wSNxs/TkpqIQ3wsOI/AAAAAAAABHw/Yevp2DmGzdg/s320/228951_10150285941149697_603214696_7510515_547409_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from Montmartre over alllll of Paris. I am ze King of ze Pariissss! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No seriously, it was a fun trip. After the "awwws" and "ooooh's" of a really, really beautiful sunset I've left with a good feeling. And aching legs. Sitting on the pebbles watching the ocean and the cliffs, hardly anyone around, it felt great. Climbing the cliffs and checking out if there was no one behind me when taking pictures out of fear someone might push me all the way down the cliffs was fun. There were no security&amp;nbsp;stuff, so it was a bit scary&amp;nbsp;but that too was fun.&amp;nbsp;Of course it wasn't so great for my pourse, since it was all in all pretty expensif (whaaaa? 5,00 for a Coke? Are you kidding me, Misterrr? T_T) but then again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-7O0-bJq60/Tkpjly7cMiI/AAAAAAAABHo/T_6WS-GjyvA/s1600/254665_10150285929379697_603214696_7510330_515685_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-7O0-bJq60/Tkpjly7cMiI/AAAAAAAABHo/T_6WS-GjyvA/s400/254665_10150285929379697_603214696_7510330_515685_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awwwwww moooaaaar&amp;nbsp;Sunset!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, my PC died! T_T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4064852076358353367?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4064852076358353367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4064852076358353367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4064852076358353367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4064852076358353367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/08/featherlight-fun-short-trip-review.html' title='Featherlight &amp; fun short trip review'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtDHEDziHGY/TkpWLclnrwI/AAAAAAAABHg/tYaRfqPcPuE/s72-c/Screenie2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7159490430660361350</id><published>2011-07-31T13:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:21:32.463+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to wind down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKmRax5_egQ/TjUzva6LbVI/AAAAAAAABHc/_KV_MjeXhTk/s1600/Lonely+Candlelight+Dinner.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKmRax5_egQ/TjUzva6LbVI/AAAAAAAABHc/_KV_MjeXhTk/s320/Lonely+Candlelight+Dinner.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally 2 weeks off! It's nicely packed, too! Friday, I bought my ticket to Etretat (cliffs, ocean, france, normandie!), and am going to relax a lot. It'll be nice not to have to talk much, and be with myself n'nature. There's a lot of things I have to consider toroughly, and I hope I'll find some answers while being away :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7159490430660361350?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7159490430660361350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7159490430660361350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7159490430660361350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7159490430660361350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-to-wind-down.html' title='Time to wind down'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKmRax5_egQ/TjUzva6LbVI/AAAAAAAABHc/_KV_MjeXhTk/s72-c/Lonely+Candlelight+Dinner.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5996718412611190479</id><published>2011-07-21T21:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:24:01.431+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiawase!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately I feel greatly refreshed, knowing that my mood is a thing which can bounce from "incredible good" to "incredible bad" in the blink of an eye, a steadily good going week or two really lifts me up and tosses me in a sky of happyness (no I didn't took any drugs x)).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have that really awesome friend I hardly see, but we discuss often on Facebook and I really like her bright and easy-to-get-along-with character, as well as her intelligence and kindness. I've not seen her for some time, but now we're going to eat at the Kamakura Restaurant, which is Lux's number 1 real traditionnal japanese Restaurant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's going to be an awesome dinner, an awesome START for my 2 weeks off (wooohoooo!), and a nice meeting with the Chef of the Restaurant again. I'm so looking forward to it. And I have so many plans for this holiday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, I logged in on SL to hang out with Lucas when I couldn't sleep at 4am and saw him being around last weekend, it was fun, and we planned to make a huge Games of Throne themed Snapshot session so I'll probably be around this weekend's sunday too to seek for good places and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't get used to Firestorm! I can't get used to SL Viewer 2, it drives me nuts *shakes fist*. I loved Phoenix, it really worked awesomely lately and now they're going to kill it and have the annoying V2 based thing take the lead? Noooooooo *howls*. When I logged in to check out the new J-Rock Club yesterday, it freezed on me while I was camming around. *throws an "I can't work like that!" tantrum*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;RP with Lucas was clever and fun as usual on KoS, should really start posting stuff up again somewhere, but that time my brain was kind of...barely...working since it was 4am lol. Til then, matane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5996718412611190479?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5996718412611190479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5996718412611190479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5996718412611190479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5996718412611190479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/07/shiawase.html' title='Shiawase!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-125984671643886356</id><published>2011-07-05T14:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T14:16:21.149+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying a busy RL</title><content type='html'>Still no SL for me, still not missing it much :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job's so tough that I come home exhausted enough to only be able to watch one episode of some japanese stuff, kick the legs up, then go to bed to read n'sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends are much busier now tho. There'll be a bbq I'll be attending, I need to do summer shopping, need to find some clothes for the Love Boat themed walking dinner party at work next wednesday, need to get presents for the newborn twins of my cousine, visiting my parents, re-arranging my bookshelves at home etcetc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it feels good. I feel *needed*, guess that was one big thing I didn't felt at all in SL lately. So, perhaps on Sunday I'll check by, wanted to not miss out on the Hair fair at least, going to be a quick walk-through tho. Jeez gotta run, sorry for the no-fun-posts x9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-125984671643886356?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/125984671643886356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=125984671643886356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/125984671643886356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/125984671643886356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/07/enjoying-busy-rl.html' title='Enjoying a busy RL'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7179072677897500889</id><published>2011-06-30T14:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:47:24.101+02:00</updated><title type='text'>They still exist in RL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, it's been a Week without SL and I start to feel better! I wonder if SL makes me depressive. Went to the hairdresser and *lightened* up, shopping, dentist...when at home and bored I watch japanese movies and dramas or stick to playing Lord of the Rings Online with my Pimmelbär (Weiner-bear, a nickname I gave a good buddy of mine), listen to music idly or wait to get bored enough to leave the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I did on tuesday which was fun. 35°C outside so I took a day off, went to the hairdresser in the morning and spent the rest of the day shopping like a shopaholic. Then, having both hands full, FULL of bags, I tried to call a Taxi or a "Flexibus" (works like a Taxi, 10 times cheaper). Both were unavailabe. Temperature outside: Hot as Hell. Not willing to walk over a mile home with the hands full of bags and a sun that goes "I'll burn your skin off, bitch!" I was getting quite desperate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was by then that I went back to the hairdresser to give her the well deserved tip (didn't had enough cash with me before) and ran into a long-long-10yrs no see-buddy. At first I did my usual "Eek a face I've seen before, let's just pretend not to have seen it" since I often feel totally awkward. I rushed toward a bench and placed down the bags to think about the "no taxi" situation when said buddy walked up on me saying "Hi! How are you doing?" followed by a nice little compliment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been such a long time that anyone had said something nice to me, it felt super good and my awkwardness melted away a bit. Upon admitting my situation, he immediately said that he'll give me a drive. I tried imagining him as a knight in a shiney armor while following down. Knowing that I don't have to fear anything from him we chatted randomly and as a thx I left him my cellphone number so we can meet up so I can spend him a drink for the drive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I'm still more of a "let's talk with people living far away from me so they can't do me no harm" person, but that tiny experience was great nevertheless. Seems I have to go to the hairdresser more often lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7179072677897500889?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7179072677897500889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7179072677897500889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7179072677897500889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7179072677897500889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/06/they-still-exist-in-rl.html' title='They still exist in RL!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3620857169768950814</id><published>2011-06-26T01:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T01:23:18.344+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCD1HYLh9Os/TgZahbWsNAI/AAAAAAAABHY/5yqfzEP5UhA/s1600/Kawaii_001.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCD1HYLh9Os/TgZahbWsNAI/AAAAAAAABHY/5yqfzEP5UhA/s400/Kawaii_001.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; "The smile faded when it noticed that this person wasn't smiling back".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be taking a break to get myself together (again, and again, and again...) Zal's not around that much anymore, and Lucas's offline for the next two weeks so I'll be taking an imho well deserved and long due break too to fix myself. Feeling worn out, hurt for no big reason, out of ideas, no inspiration, a lot of doubt and exhausted after RL work, well...I need a break. And a good shrink perhaps too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3620857169768950814?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3620857169768950814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3620857169768950814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3620857169768950814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3620857169768950814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/06/taking-break.html' title='Taking a break'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCD1HYLh9Os/TgZahbWsNAI/AAAAAAAABHY/5yqfzEP5UhA/s72-c/Kawaii_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4914072233286389303</id><published>2011-06-14T20:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:10:17.548+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Can demons be cute as in anime?</title><content type='html'>YES WE CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_2EoYY7mok/Tfehx3uucuI/AAAAAAAABHU/0ij7nHkt_d4/s1600/Anime.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_2EoYY7mok/Tfehx3uucuI/AAAAAAAABHU/0ij7nHkt_d4/s400/Anime.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigtails *check*, Tears *check*, weird Anime Girl Run AO *check*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously...just wanted to show Shock how much these Boobs jiggle with the Physics now. Infact, I was having quite a good time laughing my ass off after maxing all the Physics and see me becoming some kind of alien-jello. Everything bounced like crazy in any directions. It's hilarious, you should try it out x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to write else, tons of stuff happens all the time, like a really interesting RP with Lassie...erm...Lascivious...who gave me the nickname "Peanut" and still managed to stay alive, but since I am not sure if posting RP here will be read, I'll leave it at that for now :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...now noticing that I forgot to wear the Gauze Tattoo damnit...not going to redo the pic so...it's for some other time x) Waves, wishes you happy shopping, clubbing, humping whatever you do, see you later ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4914072233286389303?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4914072233286389303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4914072233286389303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4914072233286389303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4914072233286389303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/06/can-demons-be-cute-as-in-anime.html' title='Can demons be cute as in anime?'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_2EoYY7mok/Tfehx3uucuI/AAAAAAAABHU/0ij7nHkt_d4/s72-c/Anime.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3546858672627491730</id><published>2011-06-07T11:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:29:34.767+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This is MADNESS D=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just kidding, actually it is a lot of fun :). What I'm talking about? Golgothica. Naaah, I see you rolling your eyes there *pokes them*. I'm not into humping any pixle I see, but the Realm has a really nice Landscape, the Castles are well done and pretty in details, and all my lazy-ass Demon-Priestess is doing right now is lying on a couch while listening to what's going on, making mental notes. No fun, you'd think, but ugh you really should be there, and listen to it for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's the usual "Yes Master, No Master" girl-thing going on. The usual "Me Tarzan, You Bitch, Suck my Dick!" kind of guys too. But inbetween there's a couple of really decent roleplayers, and that's where I have my two eyes on. Like that cute gay Demon who wants to become prince and got captured and bound by a bunch of no less than 8 wytches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I RPed with that guy on my first day and it was hilarious, so I am honestly a) feeling highly amused about it and b) feeling guilty for feeling amused about this. A few well known (to me at least) faces have joined already too, which only tops the quality of RP in the near future. Shock, Zal, Lucas, Jayded, and perhaps a few more later on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lag is of course tremendous there, I suggest you kill all scripted parts (xcept for your weapon, you'll need it) and switch Alpha off in Advanced if you really need to fight a boon with a stick. Managed to rent one of the last rentals there, and will share it with friends, since it's EXPENSIF for 50 prims and we're not playing in the same timezone on weekdays anyways xD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Demoness at first looked like Cat-Woman lacking latex. Now I switched back to the usual drow skin, only that I wear a really nice full-body (face too) tattoo in blue, and the old red one, and I have a red n'a blue eye. And red hair from Sadistic Hacker. Hooves too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unusual to wear those but I will have fun going "KICK IN YOUR FACE!" with these xD. Alright, enough ramblings from me. Remember to smile when you should x9. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3546858672627491730?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3546858672627491730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3546858672627491730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3546858672627491730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3546858672627491730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-madness-d.html' title='This is MADNESS D='/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7847140207724333522</id><published>2011-05-29T17:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:07:31.375+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Trio Infernale having fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, we're dancing, goofing around, and generally having a great time xD Enjoy the pics! 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a78f60b215efa910" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da78f60b215efa910%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329933814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C9CE1A00B2AE2BC2A5DF2BCBC5177BD6DBB2F13.738EE1D735AA832AFF66D36F6FF9C69677FF3DD1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da78f60b215efa910%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRxrJrAO-ayHhsX3MW0USL3Ysqg4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da78f60b215efa910%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329933814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C9CE1A00B2AE2BC2A5DF2BCBC5177BD6DBB2F13.738EE1D735AA832AFF66D36F6FF9C69677FF3DD1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da78f60b215efa910%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRxrJrAO-ayHhsX3MW0USL3Ysqg4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was awesome again, made that video from the older post, had fun and fucked up RP in KoS (I ran into someone giving birth, and some undead was picking up the Placenta and wanted to eat it *yuck*, then I was asked to dance around a naked man to help him with some curse-break spell...etcetc...and Lucas was soo nice in RP, and Zal's now an Ifrit, he burned the cheese and ignored the coin...T_T), laughed my ass off at the Hard Gay Man Videoclips on Youtube (thanks guys, that made my day), and much more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, I had a rather strange encounter too! Was roleplaying my airhead who just sometimes stands near a group of people, and starts imitating them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was some slave-girl and she was like "Yes master, no master, yes master" all the time, so of course my char found that funny and started to imitate that dialogue, and that it would be fun to buy a human to have as a plaything (my char understands something else when I say "Play" than humping, she basically enjoys seeing what happens to humans when you push em from high places, poke them with sharp stuff, or try to see if they break if put in a small sized tornado etc).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Slave IMed me going "You so ruined my day you bad rper, you're muted bitch" all the while while I was trying to explain that one should never...ever...take any kind of RP (and I wasn't even being mean at all x_x) personally. IC is not OOC, it always amazes me how quickly one forgets that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, if you read it Girl, pick up the notecard, go to RP rules, read it out loud and write it on your palms :) Everyone else wasn't even paying attention to it...heck I had to almost hump a camel to get some real attention out there lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a blast hehe. Well that's it from me, guess my lately post-spamming is unusual x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8375680533611521828?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8375680533611521828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8375680533611521828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8375680533611521828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8375680533611521828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/dramatic-slave-week-in-pictures.html' title='A dramatic Slave + a Week in Pictures'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3241642242962493998</id><published>2011-05-28T14:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T14:17:10.112+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Surreal and Djinn Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had fun making two new, and really shorter clips on youtube ^^ Surreal was taken in both Anne's many Murders (a really breathtaking Steampunkish realm to discover) and Wendy's dream. Djinn Times was taken in good old KoS, together with Lucas and Zaleon x) It has a few weird cuts in it, but I couldn't start anew since Lucas had to log at the very beginning x_x. Hope you'll like it anyways x).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBsZQoQlqGU"&gt;Surreal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFDOwGiWJfU"&gt;Djinn Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The good thing with 2min long clips or even shorter is, that I have many many songs to use, which are about that lenght. Here, I used Yuki Kajiura twice, although I first wanted to use Highschool of the Death OST. But it was too metal and not atmosphere enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See you around x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3241642242962493998?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3241642242962493998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3241642242962493998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3241642242962493998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3241642242962493998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/surreal-and-djinn-times.html' title='Surreal and Djinn Times'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5689639703413111049</id><published>2011-05-25T10:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:50:30.662+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend I stayed up all night to work on the videoclip, I know it's too long and all me, me, but there wasn't anyone around at that time that I could ask to participate. So yeah, not too happy with the video all in all. I hope to be able to make a better one this weekend, perhaps together with Zal and Lucas *grin*. I have an idea which I'll keep to myself this time. That very first one was merely a test to see how that program works, and what one can do. The next one will probably be shorter too, since I don't want to wait for 4 hours until it uploaded on youtube D=.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, yay, Zal came online that day when I was having teabags of huge lenght under my eyes, and after everyone&amp;nbsp;else went to bed, I grabbed the boys (Lucas showed up by then too) and we went to the J-Rock Club to play two fabulous rounds of Cheesy. It was a lot of fun, and it was great to see Zal laughing a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lucas won the first round, and I won the revenge round (very barely, it was an epic battle, lots of gore, blood, shinbone-kicks under the table, backstabbing, scheming and well yeah...you get what I mean).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wish I would have made pics or stuff, but I was&amp;nbsp;so...happily enjoying the time spent with them, that I&amp;nbsp;completely forgot&amp;nbsp;T_T. But knowing these two, there'll be epic pictures/clips of us&amp;nbsp;three around soon x) They're my best friends and my&amp;nbsp;biggest inspirations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5689639703413111049?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5689639703413111049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5689639703413111049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5689639703413111049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5689639703413111049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-reunion.html' title='Happy Reunion'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7880758722055293268</id><published>2011-05-22T03:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T08:30:44.073+02:00</updated><title type='text'>8 hours of editing, searching music, restarting from scratch...aaand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...it's here, it's done, I've somehow made it! My very first own videoclip made on SL. *totally exhausted*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCWKfV3SB5U"&gt;Check it out now!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm too tired to upload it on here, and it's 7min40sec long. I started around 4pm. Now it's almost 4am. Due to having used larger screens, I had to restart 4 times cause ppl suddenly IMed, logged on, logged off, etc. Then I decided to use a smaller video-tape-screen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It worked, although you can clearly see at the beginning where I wear Ninja gear, how I open my inventory T_T. Also, the Ninja has a baldie for a moment as long as the blink of an eye lasts, and I move around waay too much with the cam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, after the 5th try, upon noticing these things, I decided to leave it at that. At that point I finished half a package of smokes, emptied a bottle of Coke, and had a cramp in my leg. Then the long dong search for music happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mixed, tried, shuffled, cut, exchanged, browsed, downloaded, exchanged, started from scratch. Finally I had a somewhat...barely...kinda fitting song. Then it wasn't long enough. So I had to find a song of exact 1min50something lenght. Mission almost impossible, really. I started to chew on my hair and scratch over my bare upper leg.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Watching the whole thing with the music, I saw all the mistakes I've made, and I was like *whimper...do...not...want...to...start...agaiiin...* (well at least not today or tomorrow...). So, I've uploaded it on Youtube. Wait...youtube?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uploading with my slow ho PC? It lasted another 4hours until that part was done, with me breaking out in cold sweats fearing that Firefox might crash, an error might happen. Chewing chewing-gum furiously I watched a j-movie, checking the Youtube window every...well let's say every 3-4min.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's how much of a nervous wreck I was at that point. If now only someone would watch, comment, and give me serious advice on how to do better with a lame PC, then I'd be feeling very happy around my pants and stuff. Yanno.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, I did it to advertise for the realms I am so happy to call home, so that people might like and visit more frequently. So, watch it, then visit and enjoy rite? MadNinjaz &amp;amp; Dragonfly is where this clip happened x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I might fall from the chair at any moment so...over and out...*turns into liquid and disappear*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7880758722055293268?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7880758722055293268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7880758722055293268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7880758722055293268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7880758722055293268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/8-hours-of-editing-searching-music.html' title='8 hours of editing, searching music, restarting from scratch...aaand...'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8852400542811781659</id><published>2011-05-20T11:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T11:17:36.261+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Daaa! Nanana, nana, nana "You can't touch this!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On my Facebook account (Talismere's) I'm terrifying my fav webcomic artist by posting songs you won't get out of your head no matter how hard you try. Then again, he started it with an old A-Ha Song (Take on me). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I answered with "&lt;strong&gt;Daaa! Nanana, Nana, Nana "You can't touch this!" Daaa! Nanana, nana, nana&lt;/strong&gt;!" XD He then replied "&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's a very freaky girl...the kind you don't take home to mother...wait, that's not quite right.&lt;/strong&gt;" which, honestly, so made my day XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;Talking about songs...There's too many good songs out there, too many songs I'd like to use with slideshows. Unfortunately, the slideshows I made til now aren't really popular. Hardly no comments, and hardly no one watching them on youtube x_x well they're a bit plain at the end, but I thought when I use the right song, it'll be fun to watch x_x. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;What I'm going to try now is to make videoclips. I really, really wanna do a videoclip on SL, just need to do my homework and research how to make them. And find a free program to use. Teehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work is still being awesome. Just ordered pasta, bought 3 new fantasy books (ZOMG Brandon Sanderson's latest, and Trudi Canavan's latest...huzzaah!) and will most likely spend the lunchbreak on our very own patio, eating Tortellini Bolognese, having a smoke, and reading like the bookmaniac I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Might add a picture when I'm at home, til then, I peeench your nipples! Mwahaha. *runs away singing "Daaa! Nanana, nana, nana "You can't touch this!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8852400542811781659?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8852400542811781659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8852400542811781659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8852400542811781659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8852400542811781659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/daaa-nanana-nana-nana-you-cant-touch.html' title='Daaa! Nanana, nana, nana &quot;You can&apos;t touch this!&quot;'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1869833804464055635</id><published>2011-05-15T18:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:46:34.406+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New Video again! Pirates, Djinns and more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kIoyYUQu-4k" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-1869833804464055635?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1869833804464055635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=1869833804464055635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1869833804464055635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1869833804464055635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-video-again-pirates-djinns-and-more.html' title='New Video again! Pirates, Djinns and more!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kIoyYUQu-4k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7933877942279819826</id><published>2011-05-14T23:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T23:56:37.886+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Atarashi kaze...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrK7ISbaJPA/Tc7wuHNbpjI/AAAAAAAABFo/ntA0ZxFW84A/s1600/Talishat_001.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrK7ISbaJPA/Tc7wuHNbpjI/AAAAAAAABFo/ntA0ZxFW84A/s400/Talishat_001.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ugh just noticed that in the pic, the shirt looks odd between the legs...meh...too lazy to take another shot at it haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Currently hanging out at MadNinjaz, which is being completed in build by the buddies. As you can guess from the background, it's gorgeous, breathtaking, amazing and creative as usual. Somehow these guys know just to top anything I've seen so far on SL lol. Also, it feels good that after these long months of silence, some life is coming back into the group.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been tough, for us, the waiting and worrying ones, as for them, the ones we've been worrying about. Glad that things are somehow, gradually, changing back to normal. I don't know if I could have endured that endless silence any longer (was a good lesson for me though).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lucas's been amazing. Ever since he's back again, the fun came back to my SL as well (xcept for the times when Koneko was around, she's really been a good friend to me *luv*). Today, even though he was really busy and on the jump to go out with friends, he took his time to hang out :) I greatly appreciate this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were at B@R, and just for standing around we got these freebie presents from them. Lucas, poor dude, got a Diaper, and I got an Angel *mwahaha*. Well after he left, I got a pink toilet, but I might just set that one up in Lucas's bathroom and then wait for when he'll notice it xD. Bet he'll be like "You just wait, Roecastle, your time will come!" xD. I'm saving the fun quotes between us for Zal to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have the perfect song for the next slideshow video too, all I need now are pikshers, a looot of pikshers. Sneaking around waiting for good opportunities, poses and backgrounds to get the shots I need ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atarashi kaze means "New wind" referring to "a fresh wind is blowing". I wonder what lies ahead of all of us...and hope that the laughters and fun will be back...for good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7933877942279819826?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7933877942279819826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7933877942279819826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7933877942279819826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7933877942279819826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/atarashi-kaze.html' title='Atarashi kaze...'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrK7ISbaJPA/Tc7wuHNbpjI/AAAAAAAABFo/ntA0ZxFW84A/s72-c/Talishat_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6028932625037002065</id><published>2011-05-06T19:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T19:47:08.334+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mangaka finished my Drow pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fbZ7RbeSY8/TcQz2sNrmLI/AAAAAAAABFk/-JiMjMPqsVQ/s1600/Mangaka.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="391" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fbZ7RbeSY8/TcQz2sNrmLI/AAAAAAAABFk/-JiMjMPqsVQ/s400/Mangaka.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say unless: I LOVE IT&lt;br /&gt;Weeee *jumps around*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6028932625037002065?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6028932625037002065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6028932625037002065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6028932625037002065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6028932625037002065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/mangaka-finished-my-drow-pic.html' title='Mangaka finished my Drow pic'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fbZ7RbeSY8/TcQz2sNrmLI/AAAAAAAABFk/-JiMjMPqsVQ/s72-c/Mangaka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7470556852479475002</id><published>2011-05-05T15:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:18:14.615+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Days in the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ksk-nkoasCU/TcKUL3WXMqI/AAAAAAAABFg/fAS1DH4Qb8E/s400/sumerbox_008.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas came online finally, he's not in Tokyo but is living not too far away from Sedai, so they felt the Earthquake strongly, but he's safe, his building where he lives is brand-brand new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more than happy to be able to spend time with him again, after all this long time of not knowing anything. We tp'ed Shockwave since he too hasn't been hanging around with us for a long while, and fun stuff happened as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when I was like *wonders what'll happen when I strip Lucas from his Kilt* an immediate region restart warning happened x_x it was perfect timing and we were laughing so good at that xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koneko, Lucas and me went to Kingdom of Sands the next day, unfortunately Lucas poofed not long after that, so Koneko and me went to have some mischievous fun with the people there. She's awesome in many ways xD. Other people were quickly drawn into our RP so it became fun. They're finally back, the sparkling days, I missed them :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koneko helped me transform the good ol Sandbox in a little Summer Paradise XD. It looks gorgeous, perfect hangout spot. Oh here a few fun quotes for your entertainment ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;[13:10]  Talismere: I was lying on the table earlier over there&lt;br /&gt;[13:10]  Talismere: and then cam'd around to make a snapshot&lt;br /&gt;[13:10]  Talismere: then noticed I wasn't wearing underwear under my skirt and that this skin is very, very detailed...&lt;br /&gt;[13:11]  Koneko: XDXD roflmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;[05:44]  Lucas: she has been sending me photos, she is taking care of himself ^_^&lt;br /&gt;[05:44]  Lucas: herself*&lt;br /&gt;[05:44]  Lucas: O_O &lt;br /&gt;[05:44]  Shockwave: ROFL&lt;br /&gt;[05:44]  Talismere: LOL&lt;br /&gt;[05:45] Lucas cries softly&lt;br /&gt;[05:45] Shockwave: Awwww. &lt;br /&gt;[05:45] Talismere: *pats your back*&lt;br /&gt;[05:45] Talismere: *hugs* maaan Lucas, I love your typos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7470556852479475002?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7470556852479475002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7470556852479475002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7470556852479475002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7470556852479475002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/days-in-sun.html' title='Days in the Sun'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grLaIcjRNng/TcKRYwDgd9I/AAAAAAAABEY/Og8AkEegicQ/s72-c/sumerbox_009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8370747701422851881</id><published>2011-04-23T20:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T20:08:15.472+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagushi finished the manga-picture of me Yatta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehj13pQhMVA/TbMUMQRoYtI/AAAAAAAABEU/H66Q4WxwilE/s1600/Talismere.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehj13pQhMVA/TbMUMQRoYtI/AAAAAAAABEU/H66Q4WxwilE/s400/Talismere.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The details blow me away...he drew the bracelet on my arm I especially bought, the tattoo I always wear, the necklace, my ever-favorite woodelf outfit...this pic was so worth the 4k I payed for it, splendid memento of good RP times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now greatly looking forward for the drow, and since I was wearing tons of accessories on that one, I can barely keep myself composed til I have it in my hands xD. Ok Talis doesn't really have super huge boobs like in the pic, but it's Manga style so I love it anyways! *smoochies* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're interested to have you drawn, a friend drawn, or be drawn as a couple, let me know and I'll forward you to that amazing artist :) He's a little panda, talented, and super nice :).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for todaaaay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8370747701422851881?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8370747701422851881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8370747701422851881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8370747701422851881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8370747701422851881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/04/tagushi-finished-manga-picture-of-me.html' title='Tagushi finished the manga-picture of me Yatta!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehj13pQhMVA/TbMUMQRoYtI/AAAAAAAABEU/H66Q4WxwilE/s72-c/Talismere.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8934864550607181943</id><published>2011-04-23T17:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T17:54:01.633+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Eastern and Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's about time that I write this :). I'd like to thank Alvie and Tigo, Koneko and Midare, thank you a lot :). After talking to you guys, I feel at ease and sorted out my thoughts better. Also, today there was a little thunderstorm, which also helped clear the head a bit (at least for me, after a couple of really hot sunny days, thunderstorms with rain are refreshening in many ways).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, with this short post, all's said I think ^^ Can't think of anything new or different to add, just felt thankful for yesterday, my head was a huge whirlpool of a mess filled with different thoughts. Managed to sort it all out, and will perhaps try to take things easier from now on ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which is important for me too, since the job's got so much busier, and I'm still improving daily in it, I feel tired and worn out when coming home. So I'll try to keep myself from worrying too much over friends, and try to take some time for myself too. Still searching for some kind of critter to play on Dragonfly/Madninjaz...mmh...next week, might have a certain amount of hopefully nice snapshots by that time too so, see you then :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8934864550607181943?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8934864550607181943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8934864550607181943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8934864550607181943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8934864550607181943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-eastern-and-thank-you.html' title='Happy Eastern and Thank you'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6621162795374543709</id><published>2011-04-22T14:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T14:23:44.952+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornados!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a pretty avatar...pretty weird, pretty lonely, pretty easily bored, pretty hyperactive at other times too. So, to kill half an hour before going to bed, I had to watch these clips on youtube about the latest Tornado storms hurling over the USA. Very sorry for those who've lost a precious family member, or their buildings. BUT. I am so damn fascinated by tornados. They draw me in, I think it's an incredible beautiful thing. It might just be that there's some fart in my brain where something was wrongly connected I don't know, but...I honestly love tornados. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heck, I even dream of them sometimes. Stupid enough, sometimes I gaze at the sky if the weather is behaving weirdly, hoping one would show up. Feeling too safe for my own good in this small country of mine, where the worst thing that could happen would be snow chaos, minor floods (nothing more than 1m height on the streets kind of minor), one or two stronger storms with 90/h wind if we're *lucky*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Usually, the weather all in all is boring here, sun, rain, snow, sun, rain, snow. Nothing else ever happens. A thunderstorm is already rare and awesome (well for me awesome only if I'm inside a house or car, I dreamed a couple of times in a pretty realistic way that I'd be hit by a lightening outside). Or Earthquakes. Whenever my buddies in Japan tell me "Oh, there's a small earthquake right now!" I'm like "aww...I really would love to find out what that feels like". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't want people to get hurt by nature, I don't want to endanger myself or anyone around me, but...Nature's awesome, scary and awesome. Well, perhaps it's scary enough to teach me better...we'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6621162795374543709?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6621162795374543709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6621162795374543709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6621162795374543709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6621162795374543709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/04/tornados.html' title='Tornados!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5061550937170859014</id><published>2011-04-09T23:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:10:25.584+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling a story in pictures - New Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w_mirlUS0ow" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Translation of the lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horizon is drifting away&lt;br /&gt;The sky is too blue to depict tomorrow on&lt;br /&gt;A group of stagnated people struggling to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Since when did I crawl under here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll spill out my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t I be better off only looking forward?&lt;br /&gt;Well then I guess I can’t take the lead&lt;br /&gt;Even if I turn everything around to be my enemy,&lt;br /&gt;I will still feel a dim light&lt;br /&gt;If I’m going to go that far, then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to breathe, it’s painful here&lt;br /&gt;The night you look up at darkness &lt;br /&gt;A floating diver with decompression sickness&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to confirm that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Let’s take one more breath, heading down to the bottom of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn the map over in my head, &lt;br /&gt;The night when I was all alone and frightened by the things I lack&lt;br /&gt;I always thought I was strong, &lt;br /&gt;Always thought I was stronger than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lost swan was floating in the starry night sky&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain lullingly&lt;br /&gt;But it seems we can't become so &lt;br /&gt;Just as stars are stars, I’m just me&lt;br /&gt;Can I go that far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a heavy anchor on my back &lt;br /&gt;And a picture of prayers as a little extra&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain as if giving me a cue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to breathe, it’s painful here&lt;br /&gt;Me, looking up into the darkness, a diver without a way to float&lt;br /&gt;If you want proof that you’re alive&lt;br /&gt;Let’s head down to the bottom of the ocean one more time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try to breathe&lt;br /&gt;If I could just sense a bit of happiness, I would never drown again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5061550937170859014?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5061550937170859014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5061550937170859014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5061550937170859014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5061550937170859014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/04/telling-story-in-pictures-new-video.html' title='Telling a story in pictures - New Video'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w_mirlUS0ow/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8659079075569557998</id><published>2011-04-09T11:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T11:55:21.305+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_8gcaP-z7U/TaAoV1WSI-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/-0H_UXAMYTs/s1600/japanclub_001.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="441" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_8gcaP-z7U/TaAoV1WSI-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/-0H_UXAMYTs/s640/japanclub_001.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I found this little Café on SecondLife, where they play Anime OST tunes. It reminded me so strongely of my very first days in SecondLife, where I would dance for hours all alone in the Club Dansu, that I had to dance this time too. The feeling is the same, as it was back then. "What should I do?" "Where should I go?" "Will I find someone to talk to?" "Is it always this lonely in SecondLife?".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those I feel totally at ease with, aren't around. Still no news from Luc, and of course not much from Zal either, since the incidents in Japan. They must both work hard at the moment, and all I can do is hope that they're alright, that they don't strain themself too much. Koneko is being a great friend these days, I think without her, I would find it even harder to wait, while not being able to make a move toward finding other friends. It's not that easy. Knowing those I feel at ease with, I have gradually increased my own selfish demands when it comes to befriend others, cause I got to know myself better while these bonds formed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Standing in a Club, I get bored so quickly...listening to the idle chit chat of others, I feel no connection at all. Like a stranger in a crowd, still waiting for something that can move me. The silent names in the Friendlist, where I know that I wouldn't know what to talk about when I would click on them to say hi. It's hard to not know when it all will change back to the normal. These bright, sparkling days seem so far away now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8659079075569557998?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8659079075569557998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8659079075569557998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8659079075569557998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8659079075569557998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-same.html' title='Almost the same'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_8gcaP-z7U/TaAoV1WSI-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/-0H_UXAMYTs/s72-c/japanclub_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6349462698215092097</id><published>2011-04-04T17:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T17:12:23.767+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn out</title><content type='html'>Does someone have a spare hug for me please? I think I might need one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6349462698215092097?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6349462698215092097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6349462698215092097' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6349462698215092097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6349462698215092097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/04/worn-out.html' title='Worn out'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2198295164356564291</id><published>2011-04-03T01:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T01:01:34.508+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirting gone SO wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JidqG2spmw4/TZejNHOKCJI/AAAAAAAABEM/-w429NhH4HU/s1600/sakura04.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JidqG2spmw4/TZejNHOKCJI/AAAAAAAABEM/-w429NhH4HU/s640/sakura04.PNG" width="576" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, today I did a good thing. I wanted to go in that shop and shout a big fat rant to the boss of that shop in RL. Infact, a couple weeks ago I ordered a new shower-head there, and on thursday, a month after I picked the shower head up, I get a short message on my cellphone from one of the sellers from that shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He wrote "Hi Carine, I noticed you in the shop and think you're cute, wanna meet me for a drink or something?". I can guess that most of you will be like "Wow that's flattering...nice guy!" but HELL to the NO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, he didn't say his name, used mine so *familiarly* (I prefer to be talked to as "Ms Lastname" since that's how it goes in Europe, since I'm an adult, everything else is simply rude) and I didn't knew the cell phone number, so I of course asked "Who are you, how do you got my number?" and that dude replied "You ordered something in our shop so I used your number you left to send an sms..." which honestly, made me go BOOM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I leave my cell phone number at a shop, it's for the one and only reason for them to give me a short call to say "Your object arrived, you can come pick it up now". And not to fucking use my client information for privat use!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so upset, he also had me guessing what shop it could have been, bad luck for him that I only ordered 2 things at 2 different shops for this year and half of last's so I quickly found out where it came from. I really, really intended to go to the store and rant to my heart's content to the boss of that fellow, with the purpose that he'll get a harsh warning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I generally don't react well to unknown numbers or people wanting to hide their identity when sending messages, aaaaa even now while writing I kind of wish I'd have gone to the store to give him a very firm warning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry, this had been eating me a bit, you might think "Eh, what's the big deal" but for me, it's a big deal if my client informations are used for any kind of privat use. Makes me wanna kick a squirrel. Although the squirrel didn't do anything wrong...Doesn't mean I throw a hissy fit at every guy *trying* to flirt...well, not that often, most are really, really, REALLY lame when it comes to that. Glad I gave up on the relationship thing anyway, would creep the beejebus out of me when I had to listen to weird flirts on a regular basis...yuck. *rant over*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2198295164356564291?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2198295164356564291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2198295164356564291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2198295164356564291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2198295164356564291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/04/flirting-gone-so-wrong.html' title='Flirting gone SO wrong'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JidqG2spmw4/TZejNHOKCJI/AAAAAAAABEM/-w429NhH4HU/s72-c/sakura04.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7313855853236338326</id><published>2011-03-28T18:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T18:58:43.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nippon ga suki desu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7qFeJzqPPQ/TZC9fZu697I/AAAAAAAABEI/xD72vWOVS48/s1600/AsiaSkin.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7qFeJzqPPQ/TZC9fZu697I/AAAAAAAABEI/xD72vWOVS48/s400/AsiaSkin.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; Love this skin, the very first asian skin that works well with my normal shape. Nothing else to say, still waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7313855853236338326?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7313855853236338326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7313855853236338326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7313855853236338326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7313855853236338326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/nippon-ga-suki-desu.html' title='Nippon ga suki desu'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7qFeJzqPPQ/TZC9fZu697I/AAAAAAAABEI/xD72vWOVS48/s72-c/AsiaSkin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-226527274162087355</id><published>2011-03-23T12:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T12:14:20.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A little sigh in the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunshine, first little flowers, eating lunch on the Patio with my co-workers...almost surreal how nice it all is, and I hardly dare to enjoy it fully, since I am still worried bout my friends in Japan, still no news from Luc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss them a whole lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gladly, Koneko and Faeru are often around and keep me company, Koneko even brought me to a shop where you can hand in a Notecard to get your avatar drawn in Manga Style for 4000L, that's like my next project. If the artist is still around and replies on my IM, I'll have him draw me twice. Once as my Woodelf Avatar and once as my Drow :). Can't wait to see how it'll turn out if the artist's still doing that project. I always wanted a drawn picture of my RP characters, and am glad I have THE shape/skin/outfits already all ready for the session rofl. I'll perhaps post it here when it's done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Koneko and me went to the shop where I bought all my music boxes, and there was a normal bench where we sat, and as usual I'd just click it to see if there are any other poses on it, and there were couple poses. Guess who got swatted when I clicked on the couple poses and was suddenly smooching the Koneko? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I laughed so hard. I hope, that very soon we can all gather up together and make a hang-out/catch-up party...that'd be awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-226527274162087355?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/226527274162087355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=226527274162087355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/226527274162087355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/226527274162087355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-sigh-in-sun.html' title='A little sigh in the sun'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2614667270700216400</id><published>2011-03-20T01:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T01:16:31.072+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Koneko and Talis's Spring time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WUB6j0U5DRI/TYVG7Iebr-I/AAAAAAAABEE/A0LH8rEdYOQ/s1600/KonekoTal.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2614667270700216400?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2614667270700216400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2614667270700216400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2614667270700216400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2614667270700216400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/koneko-and-taliss-spring-time.html' title='Koneko and Talis&apos;s Spring time'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wUDarPk3zPM/TYVE0-JnuAI/AAAAAAAABDg/e9ZhoK_xegg/s72-c/konekotal_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3363010452827990926</id><published>2011-03-16T20:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:47:16.882+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Donate to the Red Cross!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5k4ypX0ABYc/TYERozj63MI/AAAAAAAABDY/zFhX5USjuKw/s1600/donate.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5k4ypX0ABYc/TYERozj63MI/AAAAAAAABDY/zFhX5USjuKw/s1600/donate.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This month, instead of buying Linden to buy pixels, I decided to triple the amount I usually spend, and donated to the Red Cross with the mention "For the Japanese Red Cross". They'll transfer the money directly to the J-Red Cross, and will so be able to help, and help is needed greatly! 400.000 people are sitting in schools, hospitals, manies have lost their home due to the tsunami, and food, blankets and water is quickly running out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A banana and a riceball is what most get, per day. Temperatures are dropping and snow is falling heavily, 7 people had to share one single blanket. This country, struck by three huge disasters at once, needs help, although they are too proud to ask for help. That's why, donating to the red cross is the one safe way to make sure the money arrives where it is, infact, needed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't waste your time doing "A click to help Japan" things on Facebook, donate! Even small amounts will do, even 10 Dollars will do. Think about it, and you might even see where else on earth help is greatly needed on daily basises and keep up donating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This incident had opened my eyes, I will no longer just sit, watch, and feel sorry for everyone's misfortune. I subscribed to the Red Cross and will continue to donate, every month, a good amount. Heck, I live alone, I rather know that the money is spent for a good cause from now on than wasting it ALL on myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's just one earth and one life. Time to grow up and do something. The saddest thing is, that it had to happen in my beloved Japan to open my eyes. The good thing is, it DID open my eyes, once and for all. Sakura no kuni, ganbarre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3363010452827990926?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3363010452827990926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3363010452827990926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3363010452827990926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3363010452827990926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/donate-to-red-cross.html' title='Donate to the Red Cross!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5k4ypX0ABYc/TYERozj63MI/AAAAAAAABDY/zFhX5USjuKw/s72-c/donate.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5722721515435043266</id><published>2011-03-13T17:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:10:46.242+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xDewLjYB1nk/TXzrXUOZbxI/AAAAAAAABDU/tdPhclco8RE/s1600/Rising+Sun.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xDewLjYB1nk/TXzrXUOZbxI/AAAAAAAABDU/tdPhclco8RE/s1600/Rising+Sun.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Situation in Japan is getting worse and worse. All my thoughts are with them, and especially with my dear friends living there. 200.000 people have been evacuated around the nuklear stations, since the news coming from there are getting worse, instead of better...and there's been a volcano eruption in the south of Japan too now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's hope for better news tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5722721515435043266?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5722721515435043266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5722721515435043266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5722721515435043266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5722721515435043266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/rising-sun.html' title='Rising Sun'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xDewLjYB1nk/TXzrXUOZbxI/AAAAAAAABDU/tdPhclco8RE/s72-c/Rising+Sun.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3113193085314665370</id><published>2011-03-13T00:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T00:56:45.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blythe n'me, Musicboxes and how to make the Ilharess laugh IC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had news from Zal yesterday too, thank godness...Now just to hope that Lucas is safe aswell...but since there's huge electricity issues, and he barely JUST moved to Japan, I guess he doesn't have internet just yet. Still hope he'll find a possibility to log in shortly and tell us that he's good, we're all worried x_x. Especially now where it's not sure if the damage at the nuclear station is really going to lead to a catastrophe or not. The pictures of the tsunamis still before my eyes, I just hope he wasn't on a trip near the coasts or something like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah, back to an easier topic...I just re-discovered my urge to surround myself with wonderful,  weird and high detailed Musicboxes. Found new hair too, and went to  hang out with Blythe :). She renewed her home, and when she tp'ed me I  was blown awayyyyy. So whimsical and pretty, glow, feathers, woods, just  how I like it lol. We sat on super weird things up in the sky and  talked about this and that, felt great to hang out with her :). Blythe rocks, yesterday today, now, tomorrow *loves*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Ilythiiri amused my Ilharess, after she show'd me how to open a hole of the Abyss to summon lower demons, she advised me to read some books. Reading is boring. I just had to get to the action as soon as she turned her back on me. So...I found a book with a "Step one to Step 50 of "How to summon stuff from Hell!" instruction, and tried it out, learning by doing as usual. The Hole opened, a globe popped out, rolled toward Tal and without even thinking she grabbed the globe. Which would then attach to her hand. Like..as glued with superglue on it. Sooo...no one around to blame for the incident, no way to hide the globe from the Ilharess. Fucked up good. But it was great fun to play out and I had my Ilharess giggling and laughing in IM, even I had a hard time writing. I just wish the guys would have been around too, to share the lols. I'll just notecard the RP for them I guess, but it's not the same x(. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enough babbling, here's this weekend's pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LdZZd6Zw9Rw/TXwGLk1VLwI/AAAAAAAABDA/ZSkjBawEEN0/s1600/Veruka.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LdZZd6Zw9Rw/TXwGLk1VLwI/AAAAAAAABDA/ZSkjBawEEN0/s1600/Veruka.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6AqpAsXJ5y4/TXwGWE8WLOI/AAAAAAAABDE/KzEk0wKEqo0/s1600/Blythe.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6AqpAsXJ5y4/TXwGWE8WLOI/AAAAAAAABDE/KzEk0wKEqo0/s1600/Blythe.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blythe Gothly *smooches*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7oB16UuZHhc/TXwGkpwfypI/AAAAAAAABDM/QFMtNeWvM6I/s1600/Tal1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7oB16UuZHhc/TXwGkpwfypI/AAAAAAAABDM/QFMtNeWvM6I/s1600/Tal1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fRr7IXdOlDQ/TXwGWr9KJXI/AAAAAAAABDI/ldoBtXdW1F4/s1600/Musicbox.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fRr7IXdOlDQ/TXwGWr9KJXI/AAAAAAAABDI/ldoBtXdW1F4/s1600/Musicbox.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Muuusicboxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KWW1cczHJ1Q/TXwGyFka21I/AAAAAAAABDQ/WDrUSwLm3lY/s1600/Tal2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KWW1cczHJ1Q/TXwGyFka21I/AAAAAAAABDQ/WDrUSwLm3lY/s1600/Tal2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can't get that f*ck*ng globe off :( but she does look happy somewhat...Oo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3113193085314665370?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3113193085314665370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3113193085314665370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3113193085314665370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3113193085314665370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/blythe-nme-musicboxes-and-how-to-make.html' title='Blythe n&apos;me, Musicboxes and how to make the Ilharess laugh IC.'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LdZZd6Zw9Rw/TXwGLk1VLwI/AAAAAAAABDA/ZSkjBawEEN0/s72-c/Veruka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4320896381864666141</id><published>2011-03-11T11:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:57:27.398+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A dying dove and the Earthquake and Tsunami in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just saw the news, and was terrified by the pictures coming from Japan. I'm tremendously worried about&amp;nbsp;four of my closest friends living in Japan, and hope that they and their families are unharmed.&amp;nbsp;I don't want to worry too much, and believe that they're all doing fine, except for being shaken by the incidents. Still, you can't turn off the "What if's" in your head. Please be ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just got my first message from Meka Yu on Facebook, he's ok, although the violent earthquake gave him quite a scare. A big relief :). Disasters are scary, and I feel that thee has been way too many of them lately. Hawaii, New Zealand, Australia, Pakistan,&amp;nbsp;Japan...I hope that people will be able to recover now, without further incidents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What really creeped me out today was, that shortly after I went out for a smoke break, a dove fell a step away from where I was standing, bleeding from a large wound under her neck. The others apparently watched the dove die (she died quickly), but I don't like blood, so I stayed inside. They all said how really neon-colored the blood apparently was. Poor dove, but I hope that wasn't some kind of bad sign. At times like these, my fantasy runs wild with me T_T. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll go home now, to follow the news some more...even though it scares me to the bone to watch it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4320896381864666141?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4320896381864666141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4320896381864666141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4320896381864666141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4320896381864666141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/dying-dove-and-earthquake-and-tsunami.html' title='A dying dove and the Earthquake and Tsunami in Japan'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3029607231012888621</id><published>2011-03-04T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:42:17.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good vibes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9Nse6e82a7E/TXFIZOiJqfI/AAAAAAAABC8/8EMM77NMhb0/s1600/TalisSepia.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9Nse6e82a7E/TXFIZOiJqfI/AAAAAAAABC8/8EMM77NMhb0/s1600/TalisSepia.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just wrote a bunch, read it, and deleted while giving me a slap on the face. "In your face, bitch!". I have no real reason to rant really. So instead...I'll just post this pic with the new hair (I love em!). And I'll tell you what I did this morning, and then you'll probably curse me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, this whole morning I was singing to myself "Fry me a liver!" which has gotten me many weird looks from the side but...imagine yourself waking up to Timbergay's "Cry me a river" and you can't get rid of the earworm? Well I tried to make the best out of it. "Fry me a liver" sounds much better, and I actually tried to make up a whole lyric out of that one. I scribbled some of it down on a piece of paper at work so...perhaps I'll post it tomorrow ^_^.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, yeah, guess I'll jump to bed early today, bought my drow a nice dress made of fae-wings (apparently they're giant sheer-greenish with black surrounded butterfly wings but they really are large enough and in dragonfly shape to go for fae), and I wanted to spend my Ilharess a visit, prancing around with that dress while waiting if she'll kill me or not. Yeah, I'm courageous like that. Pimped the outfit up, and I love how it looks. Next time I'll wear it, I'll make a good pic, too lazy now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS: Thx to Imdy and Alvie, I actually went shopping with no frustration ^_^. Have a nice weekend, and thx for reading ;9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3029607231012888621?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3029607231012888621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3029607231012888621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3029607231012888621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3029607231012888621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-vibes.html' title='Good vibes'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9Nse6e82a7E/TXFIZOiJqfI/AAAAAAAABC8/8EMM77NMhb0/s72-c/TalisSepia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-513469982116944184</id><published>2011-03-01T11:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T11:03:16.454+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not every change is a good one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've never been too good with changes, and always find it hard to adapt to situations. My greatest fear is, that any change would crush my world and leave me out, alone. There's been a few drastic changes lately, and they left me worrying. Then again, I should put more trust in these bonds we created amongst us. As long as there's one, hopefully two&amp;nbsp;persons close to me who'll never change, I'll feel at ease. I need that. Guess I'm an insecure person like that hehe. Last year was brilliant...sparkling, and this year will be just as awesome too. Somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friendship is not an easy thing at all. You'll have to work hard on yourself, and on creating a good atmosphere around you. Even though it's not always easy. And you can't monopolize a friend. No matter how much you like them, you can not see them as your "possession" and claim that they belong to you alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw that happening around me, and I saw just how much drama and pain that caused. And a big deal of patience is needed...I still don't know that much about my close friends, but I respect their privacy. Whatever they share with me is precious to me, and I would never ever put their privacy, i.e. privat things of their RL, on this blog, without their absolute consent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's easy, it's always easy around them. But if they worry about me being lonely and tell me to look for new friends on weekdays, instead of hanging out in the RP realm or at home, I can't do it. My experiences made me become very picky with whom to chose as friends. Cause they bring along changes, and not every change is a good one. They could bring whatever crazy bullshit drama along with them, they could totally fuck up everything. I need my safety corner, and I found it, and I don't want anything to change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last time I introduced a "friend" to the group, it was a person who, once again, fucked up everything, starting in a RP realm. Worst thing is that although I started to have a bad feeling about that person, no one believed me, until it was too late. So, that's my reason not to get close to "strangers" anymore. They're most likely alts of alts of alts, sick and tired of that. There's few exceptions, but hell I sniff them toroughly and if my "bad-person alarm" goes off, I'll punch them in the face T_T. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-513469982116944184?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/513469982116944184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=513469982116944184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/513469982116944184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/513469982116944184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/03/not-every-change-is-good-one.html' title='Not every change is a good one'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6222879874414143902</id><published>2011-02-21T15:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T15:31:03.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to wear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's ridiculous. I have an Inventory of 12k (yeah it's tiny, but I think I deleted around 10k already too), and spend over 2 hours putting together an outfit, just to look about the same as usual. Graah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's...having a whole lot of stuff, but only 3 favorite outfits. All I wear is these 3 favorite outfits x_x. When shopping, xstreet for example, I hardly find quality clothes, and if, it's the wrong color, wrong attachments, too slutty, too harmless, too...meh. TPing to shops is not always helpful either. You see the poster, drool, buy (no demo for clothes of course) and then at home "ZOMG that's frigging fugly and impossible to resize x_x". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess that I'll have to invest a bit more in these (way too expensif lately...) linden, and do a complete head to toe makeover x_x. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heck, I even went to Le.Look, thinking it should have at least something that could make my heart race...but nah...dull clothes, one pretty "ok" hair from Dernier Cri, I think I need someone to drag me to the good shops (not Delirium/grasp/GothiCatz, I wear them so often, I need something new x_x). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heeeeelp x_x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I swear, I dress up at home, tp to the club, scan over my outfit, then tp home again cause not happy with it. The Facelight is too bright/not working/makes my avatar fugly in High Graphics/makes others see my face in pitchblack if turned off/the color of the ears is&amp;nbsp;a bit off from the color of the skin/the belt is impossible to resize in a way it fits the hips perfectly/ohnoes, yadda yadda yadda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, I'm going to find THE shop of all shops...fo shuuure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6222879874414143902?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6222879874414143902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6222879874414143902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6222879874414143902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6222879874414143902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothing-to-wear.html' title='Nothing to wear!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7336052843970704133</id><published>2011-02-18T10:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T10:36:51.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Timezones are mean bishes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After I enjoyed my holidays, I already miss all the friends in the different timezones. Lucas and I had a really, really good RP session in KoS and only getting to see him once a week during work-times kind of sucks a lot now T_T. We're actually playing 2 Djinns, Brother and Sister, full of mischief and desaster. Also, I got to hang out in Sanctuary Rock again, together with Imdy *licks* and Erika, and a lot of other old friends I haven't seen for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, on Weekdays I'll hang out a bit more in Sanctuary Rock again (it's hilarious to get IM'ed by random guys using "Thou" and "Thines" and other very weird kind of flirts. Or, "What does the winds whisper in your ears?" and me answering "Whoosh"...Makes me go "lol". A lot. Guys, seriously? T_T)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eh, but I decided for me that I need either Lucas or a very few other Roleplayers around to really get in the mood and be creative about it. Like that night with Lucas in KoS was so awesome, we had a lot of fun and it has been such a long time since we last did RP together xD. So, RP is for weekends and holidays, and for the rest, I'll want to refresh a few older friendships, f.ex with Imdy and other people in my Friendlist whom I hardly talk to (mostly cause when I log in on weekdays, I just stand in my House, while browsing the internet for manga, series to watch, or play gaiaonline/4life/whatelsenot...) but lately I got fed up with myself for doing that x_x It's going back to the old habit of me, feeling like a lost puppy when my really close friends aren't around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My RL is getting busier too, reconnecting with old Friends, going on dates (although with no other intention as to just spend a night in a theater/restaurant, with no touchies!), visiting Family, the usual stuff...Often I feel torn between wanting to spend even more time on the Internet, and wanting to spend more time offline. I always feel that if I'm too much in one world, I miss out on the other one, and vice versa. Both have their good sides and bad sides I guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, I wanted to ramble about Timezones, right! They suck! At least when you're an European and your most treasured friends live right and left on the other side of the world x_x (Asia/USA). I've been told to make more European friends, but...I think, with my tiny Friendlist of 51 well selected people, I'm good. There's not a hint of Drama anywhere, no need to re-introduce yourself to someone, and re-build up trust and knowledge about that person etc...Welp, I like life as it is right now ^_^ Which is, after all, most important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7336052843970704133?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7336052843970704133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7336052843970704133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7336052843970704133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7336052843970704133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/02/timezones-are-mean-bishes.html' title='Timezones are mean bishes!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-655946852739644419</id><published>2011-02-08T22:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:54:44.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In *that* kind of mood again :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG1i6ZXP6I/AAAAAAAABCg/TUgQnwKCjn0/s1600/Okami5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG1i6ZXP6I/AAAAAAAABCg/TUgQnwKCjn0/s320/Okami5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG1usXr3mI/AAAAAAAABCk/8ihtQAH2G8k/s1600/Okami.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG1usXr3mI/AAAAAAAABCk/8ihtQAH2G8k/s320/Okami.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG15v4_79I/AAAAAAAABCo/tsIc4glBpwk/s1600/Okami1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG15v4_79I/AAAAAAAABCo/tsIc4glBpwk/s320/Okami1.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG2EQNlGTI/AAAAAAAABCs/g1-QNFMzPuw/s1600/Okami2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG2EQNlGTI/AAAAAAAABCs/g1-QNFMzPuw/s320/Okami2.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG2Pt3BVaI/AAAAAAAABCw/p_QwPj7AyKo/s1600/Okami3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG2Pt3BVaI/AAAAAAAABCw/p_QwPj7AyKo/s320/Okami3.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG2aqE_UeI/AAAAAAAABC0/zHd7Wr_q5ss/s1600/Okami4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG2aqE_UeI/AAAAAAAABC0/zHd7Wr_q5ss/s320/Okami4.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG2hTGIfzI/AAAAAAAABC4/aqNkMm81heI/s1600/Djinn1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG2hTGIfzI/AAAAAAAABC4/aqNkMm81heI/s320/Djinn1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aw come on, don't roll eyes on me x_x, I just really, really love that background :). And I had some time to kill, since I have a week off x9. The pics were shoot in a kind of haste, I just found it hard to decide where to zoom in and where not...If you want a snapshot session in that very same area, let me know and I'll send you a TP :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've mostly recovered by now, some spinning head from not eating much since Sunday, but being full of mischief and energy again x). Mmh what to do, what to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-655946852739644419?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/655946852739644419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=655946852739644419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/655946852739644419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/655946852739644419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-that-kind-of-mood-again.html' title='In *that* kind of mood again :)'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TVG1i6ZXP6I/AAAAAAAABCg/TUgQnwKCjn0/s72-c/Okami5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1391131686373326488</id><published>2011-02-07T15:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T15:30:56.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Switzerland was awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2n1WpzzI/AAAAAAAABBg/7HUGDbPlzxo/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2n1WpzzI/AAAAAAAABBg/7HUGDbPlzxo/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2p4cwA9I/AAAAAAAABBk/X8yMvGc_XDk/s1600/IMG_0153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2p4cwA9I/AAAAAAAABBk/X8yMvGc_XDk/s320/IMG_0153.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2r-mXRtI/AAAAAAAABBo/ztzMRenHTrU/s1600/IMG_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2r-mXRtI/AAAAAAAABBo/ztzMRenHTrU/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2uNAW9FI/AAAAAAAABBs/asADaoq-c6g/s1600/IMG_0174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2uNAW9FI/AAAAAAAABBs/asADaoq-c6g/s320/IMG_0174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2xFBZURI/AAAAAAAABBw/IJxmbcrOD1U/s1600/IMG_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_2xFBZURI/AAAAAAAABBw/IJxmbcrOD1U/s320/IMG_0177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Home again! When we arrived on Friday after a seven hours long trip on Bus, we checked in and went to the After-Ski Party located in the Hotel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was awesome and fun xD. Next day, we grabbed our gear and went all the way up (over 2miles high mountains, the highest one was 4miles something), to snowboard and ski.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, I thought snowboarding would be a lot easier, so I spent an hour crashing in the snow, not being able to stand up with the board under my feet, sliding right into the wall of a building (the ski-lift building), and had to give up then lol. I decided to take the lift down again, to search for a more flat area, to teach myself some snowboard (there weren't any lessons on saturday x_x).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While walking down a concrete path with no snow, but some ice on it, wearing the snowboard-boots, I slipped and fell hard. My ellbow and ribs hurted so much that I couldn't do any snowboarding anymore (I thought that if I fall two three more times on my ellbow, it could get seriously hurt, since it was already swelling up from my fall).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meh, I grabbed a co-worker friend and we went Ice-skating, enjoying an incredible view all around us :). Back in the hotel, I met a cute cat. He was super friendly around people, and as soon as I sat down in a chair outside, to enjoy the burning sun (it was fucking hot! XD) the cat leaped into my lap for a lot of cuddles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even at night, when we took smoke-breaks from the After-ski party, it would jump into my leap and keep me warm xD Would have taken it home with me if I could x_x Cutest cat ever. Well, we partied until 2am, then went to bed cause it's been a hard day with all that falling and crashing and dancing n'drinking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At 6am, both me and my co-worker woke up and went to puke our souls out...this lasted til 2pm on Sunday, and at 3pm we were taking the bus back home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It sucked incredibly to get sick like that, instead of doing some more fun stuff like sliding down the mountains on a sledge, we were moaning, puking, and lying in the sun without any forces left for anything. Sad story, really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But apparently, some of the hotel staff members were sick too, so it wasn't the food, but some kind of virus. Back home, at 10pm something, I really just crashed into my bed, muscles all sore, full of bruises and exhausted from a long day without any food at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I feel much better and will fully enjoy my holidays xD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_5h_yw_uI/AAAAAAAABB0/8q9fpWGmuCk/s1600/IMG_0206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_5h_yw_uI/AAAAAAAABB0/8q9fpWGmuCk/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TU_6s4thYzI/AAAAAAAABB4/_VbAFAafQMQ/s1600/IMG_0161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TTUQV5lmNDI/AAAAAAAABBI/Y1XR0CnfEi8/s1600/LoveMadNinja.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TTUQV5lmNDI/AAAAAAAABBI/Y1XR0CnfEi8/s640/LoveMadNinja.bmp" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TTUQVznGsmI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UffeD8AorSE/s1600/LoveMadNinja2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TTUQVznGsmI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UffeD8AorSE/s640/LoveMadNinja2.bmp" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These were made by Zal, all credits go to him ^_^. Since DF and MN were rebuild, we had many, many visitors (kind of unusual but then again, it's fun too). Visitors even increased when DF suddenly showed up in the Showcase, which was a big surprise :D. But honestly, a well deserved spot :).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Weekend, Zal putted up the Sakura tree and the Final Fantasy Snapshot Feathers and the dramatic-pose-bubble, it looks soooo pretty x_x. Oh, we made a big party for Lucas too, wish I had upped my paypal before it started cause I missed out on making pictures *sighs* but it was fun to hang out and dance to weird youtube clips, including humping birds, and such...Zal also found my "themesong" which would be Peacock from Katy Perry (ROFL). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't been writing much, work's still busy, and the following weekends will be, too. Going to snowboard in February so keep an eye on the blog that month since I'll probably be uploading RL pics (me faceplanting in the snow, I guess, and mountains, lotsa x). Recently I've been having weird sleeping habits too which isn't really helping. Like, being dead tired at 7pm already, going to bed, and waking up at 4am &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; or worse, like on weekend, going to bed at 6pm and waking up at midnight :(. I hope I can somehow get back to my old sleeping habits cause this is going on my nerves quite a bit :(. That was the whining part of the blog, all in all I'm really happy bout things ^_^. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7643011655766916264?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7643011655766916264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7643011655766916264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7643011655766916264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7643011655766916264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-showcase.html' title='In the Showcase!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TTUQV5lmNDI/AAAAAAAABBI/Y1XR0CnfEi8/s72-c/LoveMadNinja.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2733509549539611552</id><published>2010-12-26T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T21:08:41.445+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying out skins x_x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Um yeah...I got kind of bored today and thought I'll wear my most favorite skins...I like all of them so often it's hard to chose which one to wear x_x I've never changed the shape during these pictures...weird how different your avatar can look with skins alone eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRefNmEVBCI/AAAAAAAABBE/x9fc8TfI0xQ/s1600/Robin2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRefNmEVBCI/AAAAAAAABBE/x9fc8TfI0xQ/s400/Robin2.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lionheart - Raven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRebLLbhwlI/AAAAAAAABAw/UOm8T7PXiVk/s1600/SunnyMini.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRebLLbhwlI/AAAAAAAABAw/UOm8T7PXiVk/s400/SunnyMini.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curio Sunny (looks a bit like a grand-ma but that's the clothes fault...T_T)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRebfMu_OsI/AAAAAAAABA0/Thn0mAKRhqU/s1600/Angel.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRebfMu_OsI/AAAAAAAABA0/Thn0mAKRhqU/s400/Angel.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curio Moonspell Raccoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(lovelovelove)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRebxzSvcXI/AAAAAAAABA4/qwCMldeTRe8/s1600/June+Pure.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="326" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRebxzSvcXI/AAAAAAAABA4/qwCMldeTRe8/s400/June+Pure.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curio Acorn June&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;(fail...bad hairchoice and somewhat it just isn't me x_x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRecKUqpj-I/AAAAAAAABA8/EOk_XpuYsKI/s1600/RaccoonSanta.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRecKUqpj-I/AAAAAAAABA8/EOk_XpuYsKI/s400/RaccoonSanta.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curio June Raccoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (when I'm too lazy to change skin)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a lot of japanese skins and shapes too but I'll go through these another time...might be a good idea perhaps to use the "I won't wear THIS skin when going out" pics too someday, ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, bedtime, nighto ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2733509549539611552?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2733509549539611552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2733509549539611552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2733509549539611552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2733509549539611552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/12/trying-out-skins-xx.html' title='Trying out skins x_x'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TRefNmEVBCI/AAAAAAAABBE/x9fc8TfI0xQ/s72-c/Robin2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3656890601313512167</id><published>2010-12-20T20:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:01:22.041+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Found a good sky...</title><content type='html'>...and totally abused it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TQ-m1CLf3cI/AAAAAAAABAo/WGHwhOLDVvI/s1600/Leylura3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="371" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TQ-m1CLf3cI/AAAAAAAABAo/WGHwhOLDVvI/s400/Leylura3.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not too bad eh? Today the sidewalks were total iceplates. I counted 4 fellows crashing hard while walking, gladly I got home safe x_x. Thanks to my good shoes &amp;lt;3. Nothing else much to say, last busy week before x-mas, so...jingle these bells! Jingle em nicely! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3656890601313512167?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3656890601313512167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3656890601313512167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3656890601313512167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3656890601313512167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/12/found-good-sky.html' title='Found a good sky...'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TQ-m1CLf3cI/AAAAAAAABAo/WGHwhOLDVvI/s72-c/Leylura3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4311920503464476190</id><published>2010-12-19T11:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T13:43:29.887+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mwahahaha and snow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TQ3eRE1d6mI/AAAAAAAABAg/mmdz6tuYU3I/s1600/faceplant.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TQ3eRE1d6mI/AAAAAAAABAg/mmdz6tuYU3I/s400/faceplant.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it totally looked like it too...(click to enlarge to read the text)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TQ38002P6HI/AAAAAAAABAk/V1FLh0mxfH0/s1600/IMG_0147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TQ38002P6HI/AAAAAAAABAk/V1FLh0mxfH0/s400/IMG_0147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah, this is the marvellous view from my balcony. That was yesterday night, it hasn't stopped snowing ever since then, so now you can add double the amount of snow on my balcony.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything is white, they can't really manage to free the streets cause snow keeps coming down hard lol. Anyways, it's quite the X-mas Atmosphere in good ol Europe x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4311920503464476190?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4311920503464476190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4311920503464476190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4311920503464476190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4311920503464476190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/12/mwahahaha.html' title='Mwahahaha and snow.'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TQ3eRE1d6mI/AAAAAAAABAg/mmdz6tuYU3I/s72-c/faceplant.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5519756662546160415</id><published>2010-12-16T21:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T21:31:05.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's such a busy time right now, the land is covered under a white blanket of snow (along with freezing wind able to kill off your ears and nosetip!), work is very busy, and I just noticed that I haven't bought one single present yet *gasp!*.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Really need to get my ass out there and get that fluffy feeling when you walk back home with bags and bags of presents for those you cherish ^^.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year, as usual, I'm going to send a packet with a nice gift off to a friend who lives in Switzerland. I love doing that, and honestly said, if my close SL friends would give me their address I would totally send them cards and presents too xD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately most are shy bout that, which I understand...I mean, I could be some weird stalker or terrorist...you never know right? Although I think I already kind of *overshare* my RL with everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well for this year's christmas on SL I wish for a really really close and good friend to get better soon. Not seeing that person around feels lonely, knowing that there's nothing much I can do for that person feels even worse. So I'll send positive thoughts and hope it will somehow reach ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is still snowing heavily as I write, looking out of the Window and whistling those good old christmas tunes while the air smells of apples and cinnamon (candles! yum! could eat them...) is such a warm and fuzzy feeling ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I'm really alone, and feeling lonely a lot since I can't talk to my friends anymore during work hours, I'll hang in there bravely and enjoy the time I get to spend with them on weekends a hundred times more!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ow ow ow, I found a really funny...wait wrong...my buddy from Switzerland found a really funny and interesting browser rpg game, it's called "The Kingdom of Loathing" and it totally made me crack up while playing it...it's a click n'read game, very timekilling (although you can only play as long as you have adventure points, if you're out of them you need to wait a day x_x), and very fun! Especially for kind of nerdish guys/girls, they'll understand the jokes. Well I guess you'll see what I mean when you search for it on google ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well I guess that's it for today, I wish all of you, readers and bypassers, a very nice x-mas shopping, one week to go, yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5519756662546160415?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5519756662546160415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5519756662546160415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5519756662546160415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5519756662546160415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1868256498691870203</id><published>2010-12-05T21:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:54:58.058+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A typical Sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TPv5SkgAodI/AAAAAAAABAc/34ZdMFZro_8/s1600/aaa1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TPv5SkgAodI/AAAAAAAABAc/34ZdMFZro_8/s1600/aaa1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weekend's over already, it went past so quickly again...But next week too, I'll work hard at my new job ^_^ Today, Lucas and I first went into some random Club, wearing hooves and a rather demonic attire, then we went back at his home, changed into Killers and went on a bloody Zombie hunt (interrupted with many crashes for poor Luc..).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was one SIM where there were tons of Zombies rezzing, and I went "Oh HELL YEAH BLOODY MESS!" on them, ended up killing 160 Zombies! Afterwards we changed into Steampunk and went sightseeing some cool Alien-Store where I grabbed a Steampunk Pixie for Ryleth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got to hang out with Zal on Saturday, he bought breedable fishes, it's cute to watch him care for the breedable animals like bunnies, fishes, horses, turtles and more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sure hope he'll keep his spirits up for the next weeks :) I'll cheer him on for sure. Then I watched several japanese dramas lately, just to keep my language skills up, some were really well made too so I laughed a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'll try to blog more, but recently I haven't bought lindens cause of keeping the money together for the x-mas days hehe. Tons of ideas what presents to get, and of course it'll be so much fun to search for a little something something for my buddies here on SL :) Jingle balls, jingle balls...etc...over and out ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-1868256498691870203?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1868256498691870203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=1868256498691870203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1868256498691870203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1868256498691870203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/12/typical-sunday-afternoon.html' title='A typical Sunday afternoon'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TPv5SkgAodI/AAAAAAAABAc/34ZdMFZro_8/s72-c/aaa1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3783969348146307198</id><published>2010-11-19T19:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T19:59:37.714+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Cologne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for the me being lazy to blog, I'm so caught up in the new job that, when I get home, I just fall into my seat and search for movies to watch or something lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll be busy packing, and then it's off to Cologne for a week. I'll reside in a very nice hotel, luxury to say the least hehe and will plenty enjoy my time there, even though I'll have to take lessons from monday to friday all day long. But going on Sunday already will allow me to have the time to run around and check out the huge cathedral and other interesting places.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay. Enough bragging, but I have to admit that my new job spoils me a lot. We had an artist in our offices the other day, and everyone got to chose quality painted pictures to hang up on the wall, I got me a damn nice one. Everyone is pretty young and nice too, so it's really a good feeling to give it my all :).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a month or something, I'll have adjusted to everything and might not feel drained in my brain when coming home too. Then it's all back to RP again and the usual fun. Oh I'll make sure to take a lot of pics, and I might even upload them here, although they'll be RL pics :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See yoouz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3783969348146307198?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3783969348146307198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3783969348146307198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3783969348146307198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3783969348146307198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/11/off-to-cologne.html' title='Off to Cologne'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4432190079267182339</id><published>2010-11-04T21:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:04:09.679+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo to hater blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently I stumbled across many blogs all going on about how stupid and bad other people or realms on SL are. I quickly overflew them and left with a feeling of disgust. Those aren't blogs worth following imho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't wanna read that evil stuff after coming home from work. Honestly, as perhaps most of you guys, it's way better to read funny blogs like Hyperbole and a half (not about SL but simply hilarious) or Miss Weezles's blog as an example. Of course, I like to read the blogs where people talk about their daily stuff on SL or RL, but if it's all entirely negative all the time, I'll lose interest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Especially if it comes to RP realms and their owners. Sure, not all realm is the sparkling star of perfection to play on. Sure, there are some people out there who you just can't get along with for whatever reason. But do you really need to paste the entire drama-convos and yadda yadda on your blogs, all that worthless trash no one really cares about except yourself?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't see how anyone would give a damn about that...well...perhaps a few fans of these matters? Meh, that's very low. I know I ranted quite some about SL on my blog, but when I do, I do it in the most diplomatic way possible. I don't tell names, I don't publish convo's (unless for the funny stuff amongst friends) and I will certainly not badmouth and expose real people on my blog. It's some kind of codex if you want to call it like that. Pointing out issues and ranting about them sometimes is ok, if you have to do it. But if 90% or even 100% is all about open trash talk..yuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Would even recommand you, if you have to toss with dirt around yourself, to set your blog to privat and share it with your exclusive co-haters. Really kills the mood yanno. It's neither funny, nor entertaining, nor helpful at all (since we're all different people, others may have a quite positive experience about or with the concerned topics).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won't delete comments, feel free to BBQ me if you need to. But know that nothing you say will change my opinion on this matter :9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4432190079267182339?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4432190079267182339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4432190079267182339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4432190079267182339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4432190079267182339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/11/boo-to-hater-blogs.html' title='Boo to hater blogs'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-577661277606685239</id><published>2010-11-03T20:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:55:29.828+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TNG8CF7l_AI/AAAAAAAAA_w/UiNLOsM1jCA/s1600/Danae.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TNG8CF7l_AI/AAAAAAAAA_w/UiNLOsM1jCA/s320/Danae.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ello, Ello! I know, I know, I haven't been blogging regularily at all lately, but there wasn't much to tell really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Started my new Job and it's pretty busy there, making me come home later as usual too. Thus I don't feel like logging in on SL on weekdays, mostly watching some videos on the webs, then going to bed early.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've lately kept an eye open to life performers on SecondLife, surprisingly there was a concert given by a Luxembourgish singer (Miles Milev if I remember it right?). Loved it. The songs were played on accoustic guitar and he had a great singing voice, lyrics all revolving around his life/love etc. Lighted a candle and leant back listening, it was really a nice atmosphere. Going to do that more often I think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aah...I've been hanging out a bit in Japan Resort, nice people to meet if your japanese is strong enough, or if you happen to meet a japanese person who can talk a bit of english ^^.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kay, it's early still but I think Im going to hit the couch for 30min then head off to bed. I didn't do anything for Halloween, and we don't have Thanksgiving here either so...bleh :) Oh wait, we did went to that club for 20min, Lucas as a werewolf, Zal as a human..prince? and me first as a dryade (creepy shit) then as a hoofed legged thing. It was already late so nothing much happened there either lol. Aah...weekend...where are thou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-577661277606685239?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/577661277606685239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=577661277606685239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/577661277606685239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/577661277606685239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/11/sooo-tired.html' title='Sooo tired'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TNG8CF7l_AI/AAAAAAAAA_w/UiNLOsM1jCA/s72-c/Danae.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4132703174735921716</id><published>2010-10-26T22:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T22:01:35.614+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too happy, but meh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, tomorrow will be my last day on my current job, weeeewt! A new adventure will begin at a new job. Since it's almost Winter, frigging cold outside, I decided to go buy a mantle. Took me 5min in the shop, saw it, grabbed it, bought it. Soo expensif *whimper*. But at least it'll keep me perfectly warm, it's one of these really long ones, nothing worse than a sharp cold wind freezing your upper legs T_T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for SecondLife, I find the weekday evenings terribly boring. Nothing is tempting me atm, must be one of these flukes you get every once in a while. On Weekends I mostly wake up super early to meet the USA folks to RP or hang out with, which is nice, sure, but it's tireing too. Glad that I have thursday, friday and monday off, perhaps I can go to bed a lot earlier to wake up in time lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am also really stressed out about the new job still, and can't find myself to relax, it's all really...nyrersafdsfjélga. If you know what I mean. It's a 3 month test period where they'll decide if I'm good enough to be kept or if they prefer to toss me, so...yeah...hi pressure!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Argh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4132703174735921716?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4132703174735921716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4132703174735921716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4132703174735921716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4132703174735921716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-too-happy-but-meh.html' title='Not too happy, but meh'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5863591021559466573</id><published>2010-10-23T10:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T10:31:41.425+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying an early morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TMKXFPaR7bI/AAAAAAAAA_s/E0pOz7cr7ek/s1600/tempura2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TMKXFPaR7bI/AAAAAAAAA_s/E0pOz7cr7ek/s400/tempura2.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I woke up incredibly early, it's really foggy outside and this creates a really comfortable atmosphere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lucas showed up shortly, then we went to grab food, and now I'm back in Tempura, enjoying to listen to the calming music while reading pervy mangas *grin*. In an earlier post I already talked about Tempura, but you really have to come here, set your sky to "sunset" and sit somewhere, it's beautiful...I can sit here for hours without getting bored of it, or wander around and find new awesome spots to sit and take snapshots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's an underground path through the castle with a few spots to sit, and they play the most beautiful songs...I don't like to stand inside the castle cause there's too many people in it, but here in the underground, I can just lean against the wall or sit on pillows, listening to the melancholic tunes. And the best thing is, it doesn't even make me sad, I can enjoy it by myself all without the old stings of heartaches I used to have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's truly wonderful, how a game like SecondLife can do you good things like these, it's been quite a ride here, and I learn a lot by being here...about myself, about others, about things I like and dislike on other people, on how other people react toward me...about the heights and depths in friendships, once fragile bonds having become strong through learning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's here where I noticed just how much different and special everyone is, and even if I can't always answer to expectations, even when I do push people away because I can not understand nor trust them, it all added to me learning more about myself in the process. Written words do have a power like that. I still think of friends as written books. Some books, you devour, you love the words, they mesmerize you and you want more of these words. Some books seem like a repetition of another book, and you find things you don't like in that one, putting it aside, or they leave a bitter feeling when you finished reading, not sure what the message behind it was. I wonder what kind of book I would be...Wow, early mornings sure make you spill out weird stuff eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5863591021559466573?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5863591021559466573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5863591021559466573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5863591021559466573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5863591021559466573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/10/enjoying-early-morning.html' title='Enjoying an early morning'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TMKXFPaR7bI/AAAAAAAAA_s/E0pOz7cr7ek/s72-c/tempura2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6564409706705966457</id><published>2010-10-17T19:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T19:02:18.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Tempura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TLrvjgMk8NI/AAAAAAAAA_k/xj7hFgVNnBE/s1600/escape.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TLrvjgMk8NI/AAAAAAAAA_k/xj7hFgVNnBE/s1600/escape.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TLryFwpmojI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Qc-gj_dniJk/s1600/escape2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TLryFwpmojI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Qc-gj_dniJk/s1600/escape2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aye, still love this sim, sometimes I go back there and just enjoy the music, which still remained the same over 2 years long, take snapshots, relax...A perfect place to be :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had a pretty fun week, a really long talk with Shynty, lots of fun with Ryl, Mid and Neko running over ramps on choppers, bikes, quads, cars....Watching Glee episodes until Zal and Lucas came on, as usual, goofing around...and now the weekend's over and it's back to work on monday...ugh...wish it could have lasted longer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6564409706705966457?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6564409706705966457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6564409706705966457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6564409706705966457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6564409706705966457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/10/going-to-tempura.html' title='Going to Tempura'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TLrvjgMk8NI/AAAAAAAAA_k/xj7hFgVNnBE/s72-c/escape.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1342575747188792144</id><published>2010-10-16T15:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T16:37:44.798+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TLmcMYE77OI/AAAAAAAAA_g/jObYqRXjQy0/s1600/Talisnew.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TLmcMYE77OI/AAAAAAAAA_g/jObYqRXjQy0/s1600/Talisnew.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haven't posted really regularily lately, I know...But there's such a huge, huge mess in my head that I shy away from the keyboard, cause I am not sure how to put it all on paper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's nothing about SecondLife which makes it even more difficult to wrap it up in a few words. I...got a new job, seems like a miracle that they are giving me a chance since it'll be nothing like the job I had before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-1342575747188792144?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1342575747188792144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=1342575747188792144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1342575747188792144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1342575747188792144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/10/cant-breath.html' title='Can&apos;t breath'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TLmcMYE77OI/AAAAAAAAA_g/jObYqRXjQy0/s72-c/Talisnew.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5708925020388489475</id><published>2010-10-08T23:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T23:17:08.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Plotting makes your day alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TK-DgVEJuUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8Ags9IZo0nE/s1600/Thraldom.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TK-DgVEJuUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8Ags9IZo0nE/s320/Thraldom.bmp" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might look innocent up here, but in fact my mind is spitting out quite a few ideas on how to be a headache for our sweet surfacers ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, this place rocks. The RP is awesome, the people are awesome, the rules are awesome, the meter is awesome, the "Political way of Ilythiiri" is awesome, the concept works for me. I'll be plunging into classes, as I have sworn myself to do after encountering a lot of "insecure in my role" moments to progress and get a better understanding of the role I'm playing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really not all about killing, dominating males, doing a ceremony here and there. It's so much more, and I've encountered now 5 Ilythiiri with depth and skills way beyond mines, honestly said, their really great understanding of all the fragments of Ilythiiri intimidated me. I tried to not walk the path, every usual "drow" walks but I had to face the fact that this race is so much more complex than anything I've came up with for now (xcept for my huge background story, that one, I just can't help to be proud of it).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the Academy, I can now step by step learn about what exactly I am playing, and thus, enlargen my RP skills greatly. It's more than only swinging your weapon or clicking the hud. It's so much more than this...I held back a lot lately, and emoted more than doing the big talk. For some, emoting might be boring to read, especially when it comes to Para RP but for me it is the best way to broaden my vocabulary, play with words, try out sentences I've never wrote like this before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And everyone seems to be quick writers so none has to wait for long to get the next post done. Back to the classes, I am so so so much looking forward to them. I've taken classes here before and they amazed me with the Forgotten Realm's details, details in everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got a pretty good advice too..."Approach this as if you'd be back in College" and yeah, although it's only a "hobby" I can still put the effort into doing exactly that. Learning with efforts and become an exemple for others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They put great trust in me, I'm a Mentor even though my knowledge is still far from where it should be. But I'll ensure to not take the job lightly and forward both kindness and knowledge to the recruits...well kindness OOCly of course. Although it's tireing to be a bitch all the time so I guess Tal can tone it down some too and not cast a silence spell on Jalils talking about how gorgeous their own clothes are ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was a rather long ramble and I guess I just bored the crap out of my dear readers, but the message behind is...even though RP is a hobby and should be enjoyable, if you interact with others, put in some effort.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be a good example, be sparkling and thrilling, wrap them up in an intelligent written RP, be patient while learning, show the new roleplayers just how exciting this game can be. I learned that taking roleplay lightly will most likely turn into frustration. Unless you really don't give a damn, then just continue as you always did, but don't whine when suddenly no one is interested in interacting with you. The ennemy in RP is...repetition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5708925020388489475?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5708925020388489475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5708925020388489475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5708925020388489475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5708925020388489475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/10/plotting-makes-your-day-alright.html' title='Plotting makes your day alright'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TK-DgVEJuUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8Ags9IZo0nE/s72-c/Thraldom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4808634697946975455</id><published>2010-09-30T21:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T21:19:50.249+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Woops forgot the title...well...let's call it...yay shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling very happy in my pants right now cause I bought new shoes in RL. Yay. Actually I don't buy shoes often. I have one or two pairs at most to wear on daily basis so I do wear them til they're worn out. Then I am like "Shit...I need to buy new shoes...". While other girls might be totally into buying shoes, for me, it always has been a hassle doing so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why? Cause I'm tall and have uhm well size 8 in shoes. 8! I mean, you walk into a shoe store, and be like *Uhm...I wanna buy shoes...just give me anything of the size 8 kay?* And the pretty person selling shoes is like *Uhm...eight? Did you say eight? We don't sell in that size...* I would blush deep red til my eartips and be like *And guy shoes?* No seriously. I bought dr martens and dockers quite a lot cause they were one of the rare brands being right in size. But now as a *Grown up Lady beyond any Teenage time* I need to wear shoes looking good on skirts and office outfits. AND I found, at last, a store selling fancy lady shoes in my size.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was like christmas and b-day and thanksgiving all in one. Damn lucky that they're too expensif to buy there too often (I generally dislike buying online since you never know if they'll actually&amp;nbsp; fit). So every once in a while I'd walk in the store all beaming happily and be like *Gimme that shoe in size 8!* and they'll be like *Aye, aye Captn!*. I don't even have to try them on cause they would really fit. So yeah. I'm feeling very happy in my pants. With my new fancy Lady shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SecondLife was quiet today, we mostly just were hanging out and talking bout tits and tats. Not literally, but nothing really important xcept for some RP plans in the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now Imma finish my Dr House episode and go to bed quickly so I can have tomorrow + wearing brandnew shoes quickly. So excited. Nyaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4808634697946975455?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4808634697946975455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4808634697946975455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4808634697946975455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4808634697946975455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-feeling-very-happy-in-my-pants-right.html' title='Woops forgot the title...well...let&apos;s call it...yay shoes!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8586977614135529347</id><published>2010-09-29T11:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:37:32.301+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Up, up and awayyyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's a lot of things in SL I really enjoy doing. One of them definitely is to take down an old house, buy something completely different and new, and set it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well...but this time not with ocean sight, but with a balcony up in 1500m height! How cool's that? I still need to do a ton of pictures, but that's what I've been up to all yesterday night. Nelex gladly came to help and count prims (I tend to fuck up everytime, and then I need to start again, and restart, etcyaddayadda). After work, I was like *Nyehehe...TV...let's watch porn...* but...that bitch didn't worked :(.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, the one and only master of annoyance on SL is and will always be the TVs. They're like girls, when you want to play around on them and they're all like *Uuh, not today, migraine...*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other than that, yesterday while I was in the middle of writing Zal why I need to punch Arie, with a big POOF, all the electricity went awayyyy...Very dramatic. Only 10min from my working place, an underground electricity cable stopped working due to whatever...so our whole department was out of energy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not for 10min, not for 20min, no, for over 4 hours! Of course this led to little disasters like traffic lights not working anymore, ATMs not working anymore and muchos more. So we, here at work, sat and glanced around. I decided to take a nap since in the news they said that the problem will not be resolved within the next 2 hours or more and they didn't let us go home either (obviously). Until it was 5pm, then suddenly we've been told to go home...yay rush hour for those with a car xD Since the traffic lights weren't working, they couldn't really get far...I walked outside of the department, then took a bus as usual and got home an hour earlier. Yay me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aah back to SecondLife. If only the skins they make would look just as they look on the advertisement panel. Yesterday I found really damn good looking ones, was wearing them, both high definition and normal definition, and both kept looking blurry on my avatar (although I even went as far as buying the shape to go with it). Blurry mess, money wasted. Meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8586977614135529347?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8586977614135529347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8586977614135529347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8586977614135529347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8586977614135529347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/up-up-and-awayyyy.html' title='Up, up and awayyyy!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2532812653919452813</id><published>2010-09-18T20:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T20:23:50.357+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A day filled with ZOMG'ds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all a huge, huge, giant thank you to the Clan for this wonderful surprise! I can only imagine how much work, time and effort had been spend...wow guys, really wow. I love you, now, in 5 years, in 40 years (afterwards I'm probably already rotting but eh x)) Thanks also to everyone sending an IM or leaving messages, was super nice and much appreciated :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were first doing a race with the horses all around Bunnyland rofl and I was leading...until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:21]&amp;nbsp; Koneko has frozen you for 30 seconds.&amp;nbsp; You cannot move or interact with the world.&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Koneko: XP&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Your freeze expired, go about your business.&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Koneko: take that! hehe XD&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Talismere spanks Konekoooo&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Koneko: Ack!&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Zal has unfrozen you.&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Talismere: evil chicken!&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Koneko: X3&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Talismere: XD&lt;br /&gt;[00:22]&amp;nbsp; Zal: lol&lt;br /&gt;[00:23]&amp;nbsp; Koneko: thats what she gets for trying to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT5UuqJqvI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/iaEO6R3iawo/s1600/bday1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT5UuqJqvI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/iaEO6R3iawo/s320/bday1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nef and Koneko ^_^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT5hOaKRDI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/qpwPDbSmceo/s1600/bday10.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT5hOaKRDI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/qpwPDbSmceo/s320/bday10.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Soon I'm going to buy a skybox, then I can decorate it very&amp;nbsp; nicely XD Totally in love with the music boxes &amp;amp; flowers *xoxo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT5r_Gi-JI/AAAAAAAAA9g/hNp-jl2FdYQ/s320/bday2.bmp" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rawr! Hawt stuff comes from Shock xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT5r_Gi-JI/AAAAAAAAA9g/hNp-jl2FdYQ/s1600/bday2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT53RIHUxI/AAAAAAAAA9o/6RgXr_rCKE0/s1600/bday3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT53RIHUxI/AAAAAAAAA9o/6RgXr_rCKE0/s320/bday3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's supposed to be a bunny...I think it was "Rolling on the floor laughing" and this very literally. ^_^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT6E5zcznI/AAAAAAAAA9w/vPs1lDkEz04/s1600/bday4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT6E5zcznI/AAAAAAAAA9w/vPs1lDkEz04/s320/bday4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zal, Nelex and me bouncing around ^_^ Weeeeeeeeeeee love it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT6SZf0BXI/AAAAAAAAA94/Xdwsdysss1Q/s1600/bday5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT6SZf0BXI/AAAAAAAAA94/Xdwsdysss1Q/s320/bday5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zal needs a hug and sits on his green float-horsie ^_^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT6ezex-6I/AAAAAAAAA-A/zH_9QJDlMMM/s1600/bday6.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT6ezex-6I/AAAAAAAAA-A/zH_9QJDlMMM/s320/bday6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZOMG this made me swallow hard a few times xD You're insane but I love you guys *xoxoxo*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT6sp_W_EI/AAAAAAAAA-I/lCVThaVL6iI/s1600/bday7.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT6sp_W_EI/AAAAAAAAA-I/lCVThaVL6iI/s320/bday7.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nelex (black) and Zal (white) om nom noming cake xD and yeah...there's a head and a tail xD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT66K3sP0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/D1bFhgssh2k/s1600/bday8.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT66K3sP0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/D1bFhgssh2k/s320/bday8.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Close up from one breathtaking music box. I love it, listened to it all evening ^_^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT7Frqd78I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/O5apmI1qoDI/s1600/bday9.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT7Frqd78I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/O5apmI1qoDI/s320/bday9.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Also a wonderful Musikbox, I am a Music box addict and I don't know how they knew, but...best present ever, really *xoxo* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT7TunEU2I/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZI0fYYXUo1o/s1600/bday11.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT7TunEU2I/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZI0fYYXUo1o/s320/bday11.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Spellbinder ^_^ it's just perfect, the outfit itself has a glow, the hairs coming with it are splendid, it's a "WOW" outfit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT7iBiG71I/AAAAAAAAA-o/CHHLo4lwJd8/s1600/bday12.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT7iBiG71I/AAAAAAAAA-o/CHHLo4lwJd8/s320/bday12.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute and a little bit naughty XD Love Kimonos XD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT7xmP4sOI/AAAAAAAAA-w/RiyzmC_b21k/s1600/bday13.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT7xmP4sOI/AAAAAAAAA-w/RiyzmC_b21k/s320/bday13.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This one made me flail and jump around my chair in surprise/happiness, it's...awesome XD &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT8Ahf-itI/AAAAAAAAA-4/rWZz7bVXSps/s1600/bday14.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT8Ahf-itI/AAAAAAAAA-4/rWZz7bVXSps/s320/bday14.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The outfit I'm now always going to wear as an Ilythiiri. No kidding, it rocks xD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT8QEEoeiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/xBIBRj8Oeb0/s1600/bday16.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT8QEEoeiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/xBIBRj8Oeb0/s320/bday16.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute dress from Mid, he has nice taste XD I'll love to wear it for chilling on ze beach xD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT8erbesGI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8LUVBq2wknw/s1600/bday15.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT8erbesGI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8LUVBq2wknw/s320/bday15.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kinky! (I tried to cam into the top but you really can't see nipples xD) Now I can go dance like a lady xD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was more but I ran out of coins (we went to play some kind of Bingo game and I just didn't knew when to stop ROFL) so that's it with pics lol. Now I'm going to grab me a bottle of horsepiss-chinesebeer, sit back and relax (did one hell of housechores all inbetween lol). Sincerely thanks :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2532812653919452813?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2532812653919452813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2532812653919452813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2532812653919452813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2532812653919452813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-filled-with-zomgds.html' title='A day filled with ZOMG&apos;ds'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TJT5UuqJqvI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/iaEO6R3iawo/s72-c/bday1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6522392787304174845</id><published>2010-09-14T22:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:25:20.447+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been up to til now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_NAskc4WI/AAAAAAAAA9I/EyGKYJKiGTA/s1600/Thralli8.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_NAskc4WI/AAAAAAAAA9I/EyGKYJKiGTA/s320/Thralli8.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After defeating the Labyrinth...we got this. Isn't he a pretty little thing?&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imagine these teeth nibbling tenderly...erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_M1KQWgBI/AAAAAAAAA9A/H4oL1x_e8MU/s1600/Thralli7.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_M1KQWgBI/AAAAAAAAA9A/H4oL1x_e8MU/s320/Thralli7.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chilling with a Horse...Even an Ilythiiri needs a break now and then...and yes they're no PONY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_MqRw9izI/AAAAAAAAA84/3squ_HYIZnY/s1600/Thralli6.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_MqRw9izI/AAAAAAAAA84/3squ_HYIZnY/s320/Thralli6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Zal getting kissed by a Horse...He DID got kissed, I was only too slow to catch the right moment T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_MhVn24oI/AAAAAAAAA8w/eTPHrGjRbO0/s1600/Thralli5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_MhVn24oI/AAAAAAAAA8w/eTPHrGjRbO0/s320/Thralli5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lucas got us a quite heartwarming fancy gift...Black Foxy -&amp;gt; Zal, Yellow Foxy -&amp;gt; me (has boobs), Orange Foxy -&amp;gt; Lucas &amp;lt;3 Aren't we adorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;We'll steal your cookies if you say no x_x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_Lwcl6RII/AAAAAAAAA8I/I84zzYaHr4Y/s1600/Thralli1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_Lwcl6RII/AAAAAAAAA8I/I84zzYaHr4Y/s320/Thralli1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mad Scientist at work...*gasp* I hope he doesn't plot how to mix breed bunnies with horses x_x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_L6zpxNrI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/mFwL1iYxD_4/s1600/Thralli2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_L6zpxNrI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/mFwL1iYxD_4/s320/Thralli2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lucas, glaring around in some kind of...cage? Exhausted from laughing at me cause I fell in the Abyss twice eh? EH? Grawrl! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_MEfs8vmI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_whpmPIs8u8/s1600/Thralli3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_MEfs8vmI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_whpmPIs8u8/s320/Thralli3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dude just being... I wanted to write something funny here but...look at dis pic. I'm defeated x_x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_MOjxLUcI/AAAAAAAAA8g/dsG3fLUzU7E/s1600/Thralli4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_MOjxLUcI/AAAAAAAAA8g/dsG3fLUzU7E/s320/Thralli4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The *cleansen* spell has a funny effect. It forces Avatars to stand like this. Rather convenient for a nice little snapshot eh? XD Lucas is not pouting, I think he was afk at that moment for lunch. No Lucas got harmed during this snapshot. Can't guarantee for the moments before or afterwards tho *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah, basically we were hanging all Weekend out in Thrally, gathering XP, roleplaying some, hanging out a lot, talking about stuff, trying out the Osiris meter, exploring (I totally got lost, fell into that f***damnit Abyss twice (glad to have amused you guys T_T) ran around in super tiny furry avatars we got from Lucas on a whimp, doing snapshots, the same entertaining old. I missed to make a snapshot of Lucas's disguising outfit, it's awesome tho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6522392787304174845?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6522392787304174845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6522392787304174845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6522392787304174845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6522392787304174845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-weve-been-up-to-til-now.html' title='What we&apos;ve been up to til now!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TI_NAskc4WI/AAAAAAAAA9I/EyGKYJKiGTA/s72-c/Thralli8.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6367704536169437861</id><published>2010-09-08T12:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T12:23:32.471+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyananana! Bye Em T_T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today started very good, I woke up refreshed, didn't stubbed my toe, caught the train without having to wait too long, looking forward to a nice lunch time with a good friend in RL in a few hours...aaah but there were the shady sides of life already showing too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, the deeeeply beloved (although very crashtardish) Emerald will be blocked at 10am SLT. Means, I will probably be able to login with Emerald for 20min when coming home, before it'll kick my ass out. That sucks. Not too sure how Phoenix will work for me and my tower.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being a bit *Meh, I thought they'd take their time some* I asked around who'll use which viewers. Most tend toward Phoenix, some toward Imprudence/Emergence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What will you use? And how does it work for ya? Seriously, a few more critics about said viewers would rock ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do hope Phoenix won't be a crashtastic fest for me. Please. Not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ah -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- stayin' alive, stayin' alive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you can't get the song out of your head for at least 30min now. I'm just an asshole like that x9 and love to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6367704536169437861?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6367704536169437861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6367704536169437861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6367704536169437861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6367704536169437861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/nyananana-bye-em-tt.html' title='Nyananana! Bye Em T_T'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1687418033090463302</id><published>2010-09-07T10:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T10:37:55.241+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG Fall! Abusing earphones?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this morning I left the House, having my umbrella firmly in my grasp, a long mantle, thinking *Pff, that little bit of rain won't do any harm* while stepping out on the small sidewalk. I would make a bet now that the truck driver especially aimed with his tires to hit that huge puddle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I swear, it was just exactly as in a cheap comedy movie made of Hollywood. Water splashed all over me, and of course everywhere where there weren't a protecting mantle or umbrella. I turned around, shaking my fist all *angry old Lady like* behind the truck driver but the damage was done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feeling like a miserable wet poodle I reached the train station, barely caught my train and was halfway dry when we reached the Capital City. The bottoms of my pants are still wet right now and it feels horrible &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;. Ah...it's really one of these wet, Grey autumn-is-close days. Normally I love it. I love rain and a temperature below 24°C. But I managed to destroy (by accident) the third pair of my earphones (headphones). Really, no idea how they only last 3 months for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it's not as if I'd buy the cheaper ones, nooo, if Talis buys earphones to listen to her precious mp3player, it has to be Sony or any other quality brand. So yeah, my last ones broke when I stepped out of the bus, and squeezed myself through other passengers, my earphones got stuck on someone's backpack and since he walked quicker than me...R.I.P. earphones. And not to mention the fucking pain in my ear when something like an earplug gets ripped out suddenly D: *Arghs! Whyyyy!*. So yeah, apparently I had an excellent start in the new week&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday night, I logged in very shortly to terrorize my brain watching X-Factor clips on Youtube. Of course I "enjoy" the clips of the failing "wanna-be-stars" most, although I would wonder so often "How comes that they don't realize that they don't have a drop of singing talent at all?!? Are they getting payed to entertain those who watch or are they really this over-over-over-oooover-over-over-over-self confident?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would kind of understand the over-confidence when those people were your typical pretty-rich-girl or pretty attention whore wants to get famous, I mean we get to see those every day so...meh. But on X-Factor or other similar shows, not only most of the fails can't sing like...at all...not a hint of hidden talent really, but also they're a) oversized or b) really thin and super nerd/ugly looking. Watched that Vietnamese dude who gave it a try at imitating Lady Gaga. In a Talent show. He had no talent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I felt a bit traumatized after watching the performance really, although it was certainly funny too, guess sometimes my brain's too tired to handle it lol. I'm not a very pretty person in RL either I know, but that's exactly it. I know! This chick here would never...ever even think of walking on a stage, confronting millions of viewers, cams all on my ugly long nose while I open my mouth and make the weirdest, most embarrassing noises the whole world has ever heard T_T.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then obviously getting laughed at and boo'ed off the stage. Excellent oO. Why? Whywhywhy would they wanna do a stupid thing like this, killing their rep and self confidence for a good long time of your life? I don't get it. I still bet they're getting payed. I'd do it if they'd offer me dunno...50k dollars? Cause they HAVE to be recruited by the show to get some more viewers on TV really T_T. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-1687418033090463302?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1687418033090463302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=1687418033090463302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1687418033090463302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1687418033090463302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/zomg-fall-abusing-earphones.html' title='ZOMG Fall! Abusing earphones?'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4409038381122063717</id><published>2010-09-06T11:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T11:54:06.232+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil's Labyrinth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="sl-dg-widget" style="background-color: #f8f8f8; background-image: none; border: 1px solid rgb(44, 46, 48); display: block; height: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 250px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secondlife.com/destination/devil-s-labyrinth?sourceid=dgw1" style="border: medium none; color: #5cb192; display: block; margin: 0pt; padding: 5px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://common-flash-secondlife-com.s3.amazonaws.com/new/destinations/en/_img/midsize/4142.jpg" style="border-style: none; display: inline; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;h1 style="border-style: none; color: #5cb192; display: block; font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 3px 0px 0px; padding: 6px 0px 3px 2px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Devil's Labyrinth&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: none; color: #222222; display: block; font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 14px; margin: 0px 7px 5px 0px; padding: 2px 0px 3px 3px;"&gt;Do you dare enter the Devil's Labyrinth? To begin this elaborate adventure maze game inside Second Life, you'll need to grab the HUD located outside the entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;button id="sl-dg-widget-btn" style="background-color: #ff5c00; border-bottom: 0px solid rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.247); border-width: 0px; color: white; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; height: 26px; line-height: 20px; outline: 0px none white; padding: 3px 0pt 5px; position: relative; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: 0px -1px 1px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.247); vertical-align: baseline; width: 100%;" type="button"&gt;Visit in Second Life&lt;/button&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- End Second Life Destination Link --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture from my last post had been taken by Zal during our huge adventure in Madpea's Labyrinth. It's the same maze/adventure thing like Quest of Avalon, although the Avalon Quest is *older* and thus better developed (NPCs, step-by-step indications etc).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Devil's Labyrinth 1 - Lucifer, you get a hud with a hp and mana indicator, then you enter the huge maze. You have to look around and...click anything which might be useful, read the small message appearing in general chat, then solve the room's riddle. First you'll have to get a magic wand, not too difficult really, I think you just had to click it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, which will be more complicated to figure out, you'll walk into a room, read a book, then proceed to a half rotten corpse and poke its shoulder. Some worms will climb up to your wand. You can use these Worms to free a door from living tentacles. Pretty gross, but hey, it's Devil's Labyrinth! :). The rest was more or less a huge run &amp;amp; click + stab-stabbity-stab monster fest, all while facepalming when we discovered that some riddles SEEMED more difficult than they really are ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was some lag, which was annoying especially when the whole floor would crumble under your feet while trying to walk from one *safe spot symbol* on it to another. I think I died about 4-5 times at that spot x). It was fun, frustrating, fun. Made a few more snapshots but we hardly made breaks during these...2-3 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now this mean Ilythiiri looks forward to when Lucas joins the Quest. Cause nothing, really, nothing is more hilarious than an angry Lucas ^_^. He knows we do it cause we love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4409038381122063717?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4409038381122063717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4409038381122063717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4409038381122063717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4409038381122063717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/devils-labyrinth.html' title='Devil&apos;s Labyrinth'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-921423704038643233</id><published>2010-09-06T07:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:28:16.601+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean drow is mean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIR7qUUuCMI/AAAAAAAAA74/1KZwvJRBFMs/s1600/Drowmean.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIR7qUUuCMI/AAAAAAAAA74/1KZwvJRBFMs/s320/Drowmean.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-921423704038643233?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/921423704038643233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=921423704038643233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/921423704038643233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/921423704038643233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/mean-drow-is-mean.html' title='Mean drow is mean'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIR7qUUuCMI/AAAAAAAAA74/1KZwvJRBFMs/s72-c/Drowmean.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8667686102522671230</id><published>2010-09-04T16:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T18:05:38.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A slow day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJPeHioLaI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-A3yY8hBieo/s1600/Okami2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJPeHioLaI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-A3yY8hBieo/s320/Okami2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJtt1AqI1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/k1atEsqudec/s1600/Unbenannt.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJtt1AqI1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/k1atEsqudec/s320/Unbenannt.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJPoDozFkI/AAAAAAAAA7g/I-8pw3mj1Uw/s1600/okami1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJPoDozFkI/AAAAAAAAA7g/I-8pw3mj1Uw/s320/okami1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okami, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJQiGsgvxI/AAAAAAAAA7o/XMQLGA6ABVU/s1600/Okami3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJQiGsgvxI/AAAAAAAAA7o/XMQLGA6ABVU/s320/Okami3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okami's mischief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8667686102522671230?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8667686102522671230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8667686102522671230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8667686102522671230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8667686102522671230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/slow-day.html' title='A slow day'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIJPeHioLaI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-A3yY8hBieo/s72-c/Okami2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2253211746475256129</id><published>2010-09-04T01:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T01:20:53.078+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIGCaH-7a7I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/WQt-RuSTqAE/s1600/Hiding1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIGCaH-7a7I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/WQt-RuSTqAE/s400/Hiding1.bmp" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only me not wanting to be social T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2253211746475256129?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2253211746475256129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2253211746475256129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2253211746475256129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2253211746475256129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/hiding.html' title='Hiding'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TIGCaH-7a7I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/WQt-RuSTqAE/s72-c/Hiding1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5046704891482539532</id><published>2010-08-29T13:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T13:02:42.558+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugging a pokemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are days when you wake up, and wander around in the house, blanket still firmly wrapped around you. Then you login to SL and find a giant Pokemon-Fox. Nothing better to hug a giant Pokemon-Fox. Why? Don't know, it's just perfectly comfortable like this now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday our Quellar, allied with the Orcs and Goblins, fought against the Humans. It was an epic battle toroughly. I was half of the time out of mana cause lag was in my face, but...we were outnumbered 3 to 1, Humans, elves, fae, dragons, everything attacked us. We still won. I even managed to survive by constantly running and healing up. Haven't fought at all cause I was using it for the Crusade Quest, only healing up everyone, not even a dagger to protect my skin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gladly Asmodean kept his eyes on me most of the time and fought off attackers while I ran around healing up a Goblin with constant 28hp left lol. We completely raided the whole frigging realm, it was awesome. We were really but a handful against a giant fucking troop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy I nearly wet myself I transfered the Cleric Advancement Sheet to Ryl. Who then told me I need to be lvl 3 in Drow Race Group too to lvl up as a Cleric. Doh. I felt like crumbling apart for a moment. But then again it is only logical, so I'm going to try and do these Quests too. And then get my AOE book. Yarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...I have to say it again. I have amazing friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Zal: Congrats, dude&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Shock: Congrats to you too!&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Shock: I got you pregnant&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Shock: When you weren't looking.&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Zal: damn, where was the protection?&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Shock: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Shock: You have Draids.&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Zal: sonovabitch&lt;br /&gt;[13:58]&amp;nbsp; Shock: Drow + AIDS = DRAIDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now just trying to get my motivation up to do anything else beside pokemon-hugging. Soon perhaps. Soooo sleepy and out of it today, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5046704891482539532?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5046704891482539532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5046704891482539532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5046704891482539532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5046704891482539532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/hugging-pokemon.html' title='Hugging a pokemon'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1831746791873104105</id><published>2010-08-26T22:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:15:28.411+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This was Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD8tNoKbQI/AAAAAAAAA6o/RMGfnVHefAQ/s1600/FF1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD8tNoKbQI/AAAAAAAAA6o/RMGfnVHefAQ/s400/FF1.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feather-Man!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;During and after exploring, we took one TON of snapshots. Now I am not sure if I picked out the *best* of them, since so manies were just awesome (especially Zal's shots) but...here's my 21 chosen ones x).&amp;nbsp; Hope you'll enjoy them as much as we did while taking them, tossing them at each others x)). Since Lucas missed out, I grabbed him this morning to do a little snapshot session with him too ^_^ Enjoy the Update x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA1tEfSR4I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QHbXKa5KxUs/s1600/Sunday1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA1tEfSR4I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QHbXKa5KxUs/s400/Sunday1.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A nocturnal boat ride with Nelex, Zal and me ^_^ Hollow Earth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA14UNaU4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/IP7oWLoQRAA/s1600/Sunday2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA14UNaU4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/IP7oWLoQRAA/s400/Sunday2.bmp" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out comfortably with your buddy, that's how it should be!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD84OQtp2I/AAAAAAAAA6w/7AY4snH-RUU/s1600/FF2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD84OQtp2I/AAAAAAAAA6w/7AY4snH-RUU/s400/FF2.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reaching out...for mooore feathers!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA2Hg93b_I/AAAAAAAAA3o/6MYMR96HcHs/s1600/Sunday3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA2Hg93b_I/AAAAAAAAA3o/6MYMR96HcHs/s400/Sunday3.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the look on the face of someone right after plucking feathers from a flamingo or two.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA2UlZokTI/AAAAAAAAA3w/JKifBIXO3uk/s1600/Sunday4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA2UlZokTI/AAAAAAAAA3w/JKifBIXO3uk/s400/Sunday4.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He helped plucking a lot and enjoyed it as you can see (notice the little smirk on these lips? tsk xD)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD9BzUOd-I/AAAAAAAAA64/EJJJ7x5D9PI/s1600/FF3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD9BzUOd-I/AAAAAAAAA64/EJJJ7x5D9PI/s400/FF3.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final Fantasy Moment - Feathers in the Blue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA2jF9q_LI/AAAAAAAAA34/TbA-HeXaWbs/s1600/Sunday5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA2jF9q_LI/AAAAAAAAA34/TbA-HeXaWbs/s400/Sunday5.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final Fantasy Moment...Zal bought that fantastic pose in a sphere &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA2x9OZgSI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fmm1-eJAZ5k/s1600/Sunday6.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA2x9OZgSI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fmm1-eJAZ5k/s400/Sunday6.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final Fantasy Moment 2 - Fuwa Fuwa Fururin....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA3DWRrPsI/AAAAAAAAA4I/gaQ_zXJVu9I/s1600/Sunday7.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA3DWRrPsI/AAAAAAAAA4I/gaQ_zXJVu9I/s400/Sunday7.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strike a pose, Zal! Strike a pooose! Yes! Yes! *click* Now turn around and...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD9T5DM82I/AAAAAAAAA7I/TUomW7AXmPI/s1600/FF5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD9T5DM82I/AAAAAAAAA7I/TUomW7AXmPI/s400/FF5.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pink suits you well, Lucas! No seriously..I like this pic &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA3S0PzxcI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/TyWxUDbhgg4/s1600/Sunday8.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA3S0PzxcI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/TyWxUDbhgg4/s400/Sunday8.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final Fantasy Moment 3 - From the side 1 - And YES I love dramatic poses!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA3l3f-ddI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/G7GWAg-Ee7c/s1600/Sunday9.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA3l3f-ddI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/G7GWAg-Ee7c/s400/Sunday9.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trapped Angel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA4IgIg65I/AAAAAAAAA4o/-Q2QglAe1Lw/s1600/Sunday11.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA4IgIg65I/AAAAAAAAA4o/-Q2QglAe1Lw/s400/Sunday11.bmp" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But the main question is...Who'll spank Lucas's butt nicer? Nyehehe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA31NXHEuI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VxD9RxIM7WI/s1600/sunday10.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA31NXHEuI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VxD9RxIM7WI/s400/sunday10.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trapped in the Sphere 2 - Dreaming of... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA4Zvmv3dI/AAAAAAAAA4w/NDkqFNy9K6Y/s1600/Sunday12.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA4Zvmv3dI/AAAAAAAAA4w/NDkqFNy9K6Y/s400/Sunday12.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Tal's blue butt. Yeaaah! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA4sdjC4_I/AAAAAAAAA44/X5uPBlzIN1k/s1600/Sunday13.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA4sdjC4_I/AAAAAAAAA44/X5uPBlzIN1k/s400/Sunday13.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proudly presents handsome Zal scratching his neck. ^_^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA4-Wi-igI/AAAAAAAAA5A/51SQydFBJ-0/s1600/Sunday14.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA4-Wi-igI/AAAAAAAAA5A/51SQydFBJ-0/s400/Sunday14.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proudly presents pouting Tal (well at least there's a nice background x9!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA5RsuBvJI/AAAAAAAAA5I/zwS2QRSGKHU/s1600/sunday15.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA5RsuBvJI/AAAAAAAAA5I/zwS2QRSGKHU/s400/sunday15.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie! We're Naked! "Noo, you're NOT!" There's no time to explain, grab onto our tongues!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA5lS9GEcI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/n8CElkRGj8M/s1600/sunday16.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA5lS9GEcI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/n8CElkRGj8M/s400/sunday16.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snapshot number 74 - The sitting poses *dramatic music*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA54dYa8OI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ijLp67Kung4/s1600/sunday17.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA54dYa8OI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ijLp67Kung4/s400/sunday17.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm blue dabadee dabadoo dabadee dabadeiii but still a pretty pic eh?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA6LQYdwQI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tgeDBF3NnE4/s1600/Sunday18.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA6LQYdwQI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tgeDBF3NnE4/s320/Sunday18.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final Fantasy Moment for Zal! Doesn't it just looks...perfectly FF? *Squeals like a fangirl*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA6djV7xxI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_PLV6a8H0MM/s1600/Sunday19.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="387" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA6djV7xxI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_PLV6a8H0MM/s400/Sunday19.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final Fantasy Moment - Picture by Zal ^_^ Harmony&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA6x18GajI/AAAAAAAAA5w/SMqUw4-RCe4/s1600/sunday20.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA6x18GajI/AAAAAAAAA5w/SMqUw4-RCe4/s400/sunday20.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pure and Innocent - Seriously, can these eyes have any ill thought? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA7EvDqunI/AAAAAAAAA54/GWPlRy_y_RE/s1600/Sunday21.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THA7EvDqunI/AAAAAAAAA54/GWPlRy_y_RE/s400/Sunday21.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited! And I just can't hide it! *sings*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haa! It was a lot of fun, am greatly looking forward to tomorrow :) Nothing better than a fine week with your favorite friends watching dragons spit out rainbows and sharks swimming through the air, getting tossed out of swirling tea-cups (Nelex) or sitting down next to a stranger in a cinema going "Hiii! ^_^" then noticing it's not Zal (me x_x), or angering some harmless deer in the woods (Zal, don't know what he did to it, but it was making one heck of a noise...). Yeah it was hilarious, sadly while exploring, I haven't made too good pics due to lag, so most shown are really those of DF ;). Nya! Hail Charlie! Shuuun the non believers! Over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD9Lxx4YDI/AAAAAAAAA7A/IyTBz8g4T4g/s1600/FF4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD9Lxx4YDI/AAAAAAAAA7A/IyTBz8g4T4g/s400/FF4.bmp" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grim looking Lucas saying "I'll get you next time, Roecastle!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-1802753651392478885?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1802753651392478885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=1802753651392478885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1802753651392478885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1802753651392478885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/final-fantasy-afternoon.html' title='A final Fantasy Afternoon - Updated'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/THD8tNoKbQI/AAAAAAAAA6o/RMGfnVHefAQ/s72-c/FF1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5471328864412617189</id><published>2010-08-19T11:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:11:55.033+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeekend?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can't wait for Weekend. Friday, the funfair finally starts so I'll probably go there since it's right next to my workplace anyways and have a blast. Love to let myself float in the middle of a large crowd sometimes (but only if listening to the right music), and meet people I haven't seen for a while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, after having eaten a lot of fast food sold there (Texas burger bbq! Pasta Fresca! Bami Thai Noodles! Mushroom on toast with onions! DROOL) hm wait...that's a bit too much for one day, well anyway, just looking at the typical funfair/amusement park things will be fun. Suddenly being attacked from the side from a long-time-no-see friend or family member will be fun too x).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll try to remember and take my cam with me, so I can upload a few pics here. The funfair will last from tomorrow til 9th of September, which is great really ^_^. Still remember when I was 20yrs old, I worked at the funfair and had a blast (and the most hurting feet one can get after 3 weeks of 16h standing and running around).Made a lot of friends, had a boyfriend that time who would come and surprise me with little teddybears he won, or two matching rings etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All cute really. I guess the funfair crowd is the only crowd I really like, you can let yourself get lost in it, and the sounds, the lights, and the smell awaken a lot of very nice memories from childhood til now. Cotton candy, Popcorn, roasted sugar nuts, pancakes, the loud voices of the lucky-game vendors where you can win a giant teddybear if you happen to draw the right number out of a bowl, screams and laughter from visitors on the fast or amusing games...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing much to say about SL ^_^ I've been to bed really early this whole week. Looking forward to Saturday, where I'll, after having done homework and RL shopping, will snatch Zal and whoever of the buddies is online, and just go explore again (with a lot of snapshots if he's up for it *grin*). I love the SecondLife amusement parks, or anything where you can really spend decent time, like the crazy labyrinth thing and Alice in Wonderland ride xD. Guess we had enough of UNO for now, but going to look already to find a similar fun game *snickers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5471328864412617189?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5471328864412617189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5471328864412617189' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5471328864412617189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5471328864412617189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/weeekend.html' title='Weeekend?!?!?'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4912349730675829543</id><published>2010-08-18T14:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T14:02:10.877+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I woke up in an odd way, heavy in the chest and nervous/jumpy. Really not the best way to start a day like this, and I don't even know where it comes from. Like a really bad presentiment...Hm, guess it's just me overreacting, the weather, or a little tiny depression out of nowhere lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, now I kind of wait for my buddies to come online. Everything just gets in place when they're around,&amp;nbsp; immediately. We'll joke around and each one looks after each ones happiness. I know that the me in five years will read this blog from the very beginning until now and laugh while remembering all of the fun or less fun moments spent on SecondLife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Closer - Inoue Joe (English translation)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've got to be extra careful &lt;br /&gt;with the things nearest to you &lt;br /&gt;You know the closer you get to something &lt;br /&gt;the tougher it is to see it&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st Verse- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explain to me this happiness &lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you just got to experience. &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe your so blessed &lt;br /&gt;that you can't even remember? &lt;br /&gt;That you stand here now &lt;br /&gt;That you live and breathe &lt;br /&gt;They're all little miracles &lt;br /&gt;just by themselves&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(chorus)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd Verse- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the closer you get to something &lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tougher it is to see it &lt;br /&gt;And I'll never take it for granted &lt;br /&gt;It's fine to say "Never give up." &lt;br /&gt;and "Keep chasing your dreams." &lt;br /&gt;But the more time you spend talking big &lt;br /&gt;the less you get done. &lt;br /&gt;I'll press that handful of courage against my heart &lt;br /&gt;and with its help, survive another day &lt;br /&gt;And I'll never take it for granted&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let's go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4912349730675829543?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4912349730675829543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4912349730675829543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4912349730675829543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4912349730675829543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5509633419772008558</id><published>2010-08-17T12:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:08:00.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'>W...wh...why is it so co..co..cold outside T_T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for the stuttering title, but although I really, really like fall and winter a lot more than summer, I am currently...r...rrreally freezing my buttocks off at work. Why? Cause they announced around 19°C today, I wear a short-arm blouse and...and the clima is up, windows open *sneeze* jeez. So what helps against this? Right, something nice n'hot for lunch. Risking the immediate following food-coma, brave like a hero *punches the air*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SecondLife had been a great big deal of fun, yesterday after Zal and Luc went to bed, I uploaded the pics from the last post and tricked a new Jaluk (male drow) into undressing. *coughs* As a Yathrin (female Cleric normal rank), it is my duty to make sure the new Jaluk and Jalils don't carry any diseases into the House *grins*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made him strip, lay on a massage table, and then used a Cure Ritual RP to make sure he's in perfect shape. And since he smelled bad, he had to take a bath afterward too! Nothing more important next to serving Lloth than a good bath and body hygiene really. Since my Character wouldn't want to touch a smelly Jaluk, and since that Jaluk was not using the water right, I ordered the Weaponmaster to wash the new one. I laughed so badly, really. The guys had fun, and were really decent at the RP, all while being aware of attacks and such.I have of course never ever before checked any Jaluk or Jalil for diseases really, but I think it's a good idea to relax the new and acknowledged players a bit, since from there, all will be handled really strictly, with a lot of complicated orders, quests, and not always enough prey for everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had Keep standing at the Gates and was like "O_M_G". But I think he might find the whole system of Tera too strict and annoying to really stay and play, possible that he will also go to Arwynd *shrugs*. I enjoy having friends playing in Tera, but I can not have half-assed players who will give up at the first sign of inconvenience, especially since it is a lot of typing for me to do to each time explain everything in detail to the new ones, to make their start a bit easier (if I know them and think they're worth it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to wait if he will fill out the applications and send them in, or rather not. He passed the test at the gate easily so he'd be more than welcome to join. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeaaah somewhere in the middle of all that, I tossed down a bottle of chinese beer (horsepiss really, but I don't even drink beer. Chinese Restaurant's waitress always gives me a bottle when I go order something to eat to them as a free gift lol). The bottle...fell...on my tower. From the tower, it fell on the ground, next to my row of plug-ins for Tower etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cap came off slightly and you know what shaken beer does, right? Never ever have I as quickly tossed a towel on the ground really. I was kind of scared to take the bottle away, fearing the lower part might break if I do and completely fuck up my still running tower or electricity. Luckily nothing happened, not much got spilled on the floor and it was wiped away quickly, but the scaaare &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that was it for my long weekend, next monday off will be on 30th of August *yay* Oh by the way, the new Jaluk...I made him strip cause he won all the Strip-Uno games we played by wearing WAY too many attachment on his avatar *sticks tongue out and laughs* that was Yathrin's revenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5509633419772008558?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5509633419772008558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5509633419772008558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5509633419772008558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5509633419772008558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/wwhwhy-is-it-so-cococold-outside-tt.html' title='W...wh...why is it so co..co..cold outside T_T'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-5074536057235969332</id><published>2010-08-16T18:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:13:33.401+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy fun with Zal and Lucas in a Pose-Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlexqkMjII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Qoiv7YGj4wU/s1600/pose1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlexqkMjII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Qoiv7YGj4wU/s400/pose1.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SMELL MY FEET, SMELL IT!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGle56rcCdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/b7vdg-NpGVQ/s1600/pose2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGle56rcCdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/b7vdg-NpGVQ/s400/pose2.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;TRIO DEL CATASTROPHE&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfEC1MRNI/AAAAAAAAA2o/8CBv-s3lYGU/s1600/pose3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfEC1MRNI/AAAAAAAAA2o/8CBv-s3lYGU/s400/pose3.bmp" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ROCK N ROLL ILYTHIIRI WILL PWN YO..or Lucas.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfMMVdDLI/AAAAAAAAA2w/KebEaTXAy3o/s1600/pose4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfMMVdDLI/AAAAAAAAA2w/KebEaTXAy3o/s400/pose4.bmp" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SMART POSING MASTER OF DISASTER LUCAS&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfT4TahkI/AAAAAAAAA24/TT8Bzvdw95M/s1600/pose5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfT4TahkI/AAAAAAAAA24/TT8Bzvdw95M/s400/pose5.bmp" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHAKE THAT SUGARBUTTOCK!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfexd2M-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/38tWvbPR48M/s1600/pose6.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfexd2M-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/38tWvbPR48M/s400/pose6.bmp" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE BRAIN AND THE PINKY&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfrEmeYfI/AAAAAAAAA3I/yUglCJi1Ka0/s1600/pose7.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlfrEmeYfI/AAAAAAAAA3I/yUglCJi1Ka0/s400/pose7.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;MADAME DUSTOFF&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlf3knuBDI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ceJTgPCSIhg/s1600/pose8.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlf3knuBDI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ceJTgPCSIhg/s400/pose8.bmp" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;AMUSING ZAL WHILE HE WORKED WITH SOME CANCAN SPECIAL &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, it was a damn fun afternoon ^_^ Good thing about knowing your friends well, is knowing how to amuse them best. We sure know x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-5074536057235969332?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5074536057235969332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=5074536057235969332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5074536057235969332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/5074536057235969332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/crazy-fun-with-zal-and-lucas-in-pose.html' title='Crazy fun with Zal and Lucas in a Pose-Shop'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGlexqkMjII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Qoiv7YGj4wU/s72-c/pose1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-402874821009305416</id><published>2010-08-16T14:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:31:27.314+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Best game ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGkvJFnKW-I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/JgqPtjp5_DE/s1600/silvervs.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGks_qG7AMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/YEBbpQEaKIY/s1600/RedvsBlue.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGks_qG7AMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/YEBbpQEaKIY/s400/RedvsBlue.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red versus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGks1OUucUI/AAAAAAAAA14/i7qR2s4609o/s1600/BluevsRed.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGks1OUucUI/AAAAAAAAA14/i7qR2s4609o/s400/BluevsRed.bmp" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was clearly the Strip-UNO day x) We had a great deal of fun, I didn't made snapshots in order to respect everyone's private parts *rofl* but yeah, it was hilarious. Afterwards Koneko threw out a giant peener, and I used it to teabag Ryleth with it while he was jumping all over the place. I almost cried so much I had to lol, talking but not being able to handle the Mouse anymore xD. Now, after buying a clickable French Maid outfit, and gotten a polearm broom from Thono (rofl thx dude) I am looking forward for Zal to come online, hoping he'll get a good LOL out of it xD. So the pictures today, I played a bit with colors. Blue vs Red and Gold vs Silver x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGku-8PjXgI/AAAAAAAAA2I/wPfD6zIeC1E/s1600/yellowvs.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGku-8PjXgI/AAAAAAAAA2I/wPfD6zIeC1E/s400/yellowvs.bmp" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gold versus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGkvJFnKW-I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/JgqPtjp5_DE/s1600/silvervs.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGkvJFnKW-I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/JgqPtjp5_DE/s400/silvervs.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silver&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-402874821009305416?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/402874821009305416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=402874821009305416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/402874821009305416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/402874821009305416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-game-ever.html' title='Best game ever'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGks_qG7AMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/YEBbpQEaKIY/s72-c/RedvsBlue.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1190220631355046756</id><published>2010-08-13T10:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T10:28:43.567+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Query - Made my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1722"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1723"&gt;[11:02]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: I can drink coffee when there's 2-3 vanilla ice balls swimming in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1726"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1727"&gt;[11:03]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: sick isn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1730"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1731"&gt;[11:03]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('6ead15ef-7295-4905-8fc4-ffbb39259ac8');"&gt;Asmodean&lt;/span&gt;: Nah. Sick was this guy I knew who used to dip his meat in coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1732"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1733"&gt;[11:03]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1734"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1735"&gt;[11:03]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: Seriously? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1736"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1737"&gt;[11:04]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('6ead15ef-7295-4905-8fc4-ffbb39259ac8');"&gt;Asmodean&lt;/span&gt;: Let me quickly clarify, I didn't mean that metaphoricaly. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1738"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1739"&gt;[11:04]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1742"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1743"&gt;[11:04]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: I wasn't even thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1744"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1745"&gt;[11:04]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('6ead15ef-7295-4905-8fc4-ffbb39259ac8');"&gt;Asmodean&lt;/span&gt;: But yes, seriously. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1746"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1747"&gt;[11:04]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('6ead15ef-7295-4905-8fc4-ffbb39259ac8');"&gt;Asmodean&lt;/span&gt;: Of course you weren't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1748"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1749"&gt;[11:04]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: For once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1752"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1753"&gt;[11:05]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('6ead15ef-7295-4905-8fc4-ffbb39259ac8');"&gt;Asmodean&lt;/span&gt;: Sure, sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1756"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1757"&gt;[11:05]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1758"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1759"&gt;[11:05]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere Roecastle&lt;/span&gt;: It's disturbing EITHER way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1760"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1761"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" agentmessage chatline" id="ext-gen1760"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1761"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-1190220631355046756?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1190220631355046756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=1190220631355046756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1190220631355046756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1190220631355046756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/hilarious-query-made-my-day.html' title='Hilarious Query - Made my day'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-9070554318289656956</id><published>2010-08-12T10:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:44:05.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I like it best when you smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Nyeh! Nyeh! Nyeh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-9070554318289656956?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/9070554318289656956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=9070554318289656956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/9070554318289656956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/9070554318289656956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-like-it-best-when-you-smile.html' title='I like it best when you smile'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8058865736882835134</id><published>2010-08-11T12:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:11:46.764+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalyptica's latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rosaries left under the mattress  &lt;br /&gt;of the memories who  &lt;br /&gt;could bear the witness  &lt;br /&gt;As you slip into oblivion,  &lt;br /&gt;use it like a weapon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I left to bleed  &lt;br /&gt;waiting for the moment  &lt;br /&gt;when you've had your fun &lt;br /&gt;A loaded gun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take away your broken misery,  &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste your memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This love, this love  &lt;br /&gt;is gonna be the end of me &lt;br /&gt;Everything I gave is wasted,  &lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who suffocated &lt;br /&gt;This love, this love  &lt;br /&gt;is gonna be the end of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't resist poisoning the message &lt;br /&gt;Just a narcissist trapped inside the wreckage  &lt;br /&gt;And the sympathy I had is gone  &lt;br /&gt;deadened by the ceremony &lt;br /&gt;Drama queen stand behind your empire  &lt;br /&gt;as your kingdom falls all because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take away your broken misery,  &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste your memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This love, this love  &lt;br /&gt;is gonna be the end of me. &lt;br /&gt;Everything I gave is wasted,  &lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who suffocated &lt;br /&gt;This love, this love  &lt;br /&gt;is gonna be the end of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your rescue, my undo &lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one to save you  &lt;br /&gt;I'm empty completely  &lt;br /&gt;Im drowning in your shadow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take away your broken misery,  &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste your memory  &lt;br /&gt;This love, this love  &lt;br /&gt;is gonna be the end of me. &lt;br /&gt;Everything I gave is wasted,  &lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who suffocated &lt;br /&gt;This love, this love  &lt;br /&gt;is gonna be the end of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cant chase away your ghost,  &lt;br /&gt;inside it only grows &lt;br /&gt;Nothing left but misery &lt;br /&gt;This will be the end of me &lt;br /&gt;All the shit that you created,  &lt;br /&gt;all the scars you celebrated &lt;br /&gt;Couldnt take away the pain &lt;br /&gt;Couldnt resurrect your gain? &lt;br /&gt;This love will be the end of me,  &lt;br /&gt;this love will be the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Find it on Youtube, excellent song, excellent lyric. Since 2001, Apocalyptica has never ceased to amaze me. Every single Album had at least 2-3 songs I'd never grow tired listening to. On "7th Symphony", 3 songs again caught my attention and my ear. "End of me", "Rage of Poseidon" and "On the roof top". So perfectly matching with my thoughts, or melodies just making you want to run instead of walking. Why I write about Music? Cause it's one of the most important parts in my life. And three hawt hunks playing cello are eye-candy too :). Furthermore, I love to listen to music while doing RP, and at times, if I have a bigger Storyline going on, I chose carefully which music to add to the player, since it'll only add highly to the atmosphere. Surprisingly, japanese orchestral OST (like Eclipse from Taku Iwasaki) match fairly well with dark RP, same as nearly everything in the Melodic-Orchestral Metal does. Reminds me to listen to good old Battlelore again (check out their clips on youtube, it's finest Live action Role play as a Videoclip). That's eet folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8058865736882835134?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8058865736882835134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8058865736882835134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8058865736882835134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8058865736882835134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/apocalypticas-latest.html' title='Apocalyptica&apos;s latest'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6561764205323512980</id><published>2010-08-10T20:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:42:07.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ilythiiri of the Quellar d'Aranea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGJeIZsu6HI/AAAAAAAAA1w/If5VtS1Teik/s1600/Raserei.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGJeIZsu6HI/AAAAAAAAA1w/If5VtS1Teik/s400/Raserei.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ilharess Ilhar d'Aranea, Raserei!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGRHmIOVkI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Bh8O8C-ZOoE/s1600/Quellar3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGRHmIOVkI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Bh8O8C-ZOoE/s400/Quellar3.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;M'thain Ryleth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGQzKffkTI/AAAAAAAAA0w/wBjBVJ9uxiM/s1600/Quellar1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGQzKffkTI/AAAAAAAAA0w/wBjBVJ9uxiM/s400/Quellar1.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Valsharess Tsamaris and Valuk&amp;nbsp; Braun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGQ8lLzUGI/AAAAAAAAA04/wPjaB5F6hhI/s1600/Quellar2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGQ8lLzUGI/AAAAAAAAA04/wPjaB5F6hhI/s400/Quellar2.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qu'el'surak Shockwave&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGRT4TQ6VI/AAAAAAAAA1I/hN49GgTyrY0/s1600/Quellar4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGRT4TQ6VI/AAAAAAAAA1I/hN49GgTyrY0/s400/Quellar4.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yathrin Talwae&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGRhL-I-0I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Losf-c6veqM/s1600/Quellar5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGRhL-I-0I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Losf-c6veqM/s400/Quellar5.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Former Ilharess, now Yathrin Shyntylene&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGRu4y04rI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/mcMz_zIgLNI/s1600/Quellar51.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGRu4y04rI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/mcMz_zIgLNI/s400/Quellar51.bmp" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Draegloth Malganis&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGSMFaNCDI/AAAAAAAAA1o/hor7QajqPVk/s1600/Quellar7.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGSMFaNCDI/AAAAAAAAA1o/hor7QajqPVk/s400/Quellar7.bmp" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Necromancer Kyoka&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGR9ZQxDII/AAAAAAAAA1g/QDpyl68-h0A/s1600/Quellar6.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGGR9ZQxDII/AAAAAAAAA1g/QDpyl68-h0A/s400/Quellar6.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I will perhaps someday look like if I can separate from the white hair x_x&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haa...There's still a few missing &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;. Lucas, Saelym etc. I'll catch them all. Someday. All that's left to say now is...Let the bodies hit the floor!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idle ramblings here today! All's good, I'll have more material later to write about xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6561764205323512980?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6561764205323512980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6561764205323512980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6561764205323512980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6561764205323512980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/quellar-daranea.html' title='The Ilythiiri of the Quellar d&apos;Aranea!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TGJeIZsu6HI/AAAAAAAAA1w/If5VtS1Teik/s72-c/Raserei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-3035049464802848173</id><published>2010-08-10T12:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T12:23:36.395+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Random babbling for Elysa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This one sits at work with a couple of swollen eyes, pale and tired. And who's fault is it? Right. RP's fault!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday I went to bed around 5am, Saturday I went to bed around 4am, Sunday then I was still awake until 1am although I tried to log off early.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So obviously my alarm clock didn't managed to wake me up at all, so while waking up from an inner clock, and running to the bathroom in panic, upon seeing my swollen eyes I pinched myself to make sure I'm not yet stuck in a nightmare.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luckily I managed to make it at work in time, but I'm a yawning Zombie seriously. Reading doesn't help much either, and every time the phone rings, I want to toss it against the wall &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But that's all worth it. I can still remember the lonely times when I would complain about no one ever sending me IMs, or me just standing alone for hours somewhere with no one to talk to. That happened a lot in 2009.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I find myself often helplessly stuck in IMs, roleplays, people requiring my help, tons of action just like I love it ^_^.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope these happy moments will continue as long as possible. Of course we still encounter issues, and of course I'll still find things to rant about, but with a strong clan, none has to fight alone ever. I am glad I found people to really rely on, and they will always be able to fully rely on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roleplay had been funny too ^_^ sometimes I don't really focus enough when being in the Underdark. So I dared to greet the Valsharess upon running into her amongst a small group. Turned out she was teasing a new female Ilythiiri and I ruined it with the greeting &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;. She had me cut off my own tongue, which I did, since I really have made a mistake I don't see why I wouldn't allow someone to punish me accordingly in an elite Quellar hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So for a few days I'll use sign-language to speak. Yesterday then I was standing on a hill with the Qu'el'surak (Weaponmaster) and a dwarf ran into us, starting to discuss about paying taxes etc. I was signing to the Qu'el'surak that he should give us something of worth, or we'll take a token from his corpse (well I didn't exactly said it like that but I can't recall anymore). Wondering about me wiggling with my fingers, the dwarf then wiggled his middlefingers at us. Made me LMAO x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ran into Thono, our happy canned meat dwarf and Weapon seller and he was charming as usual. Gotta love dwarfs. Highly recommend his shop in the Tera Marketplace near the TP Zone, I think I own all of his drow weapons by now haha. Except for the pink Spider AC Jewel. Ugh pink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Elysa, I updated my blog, but if you don't post a comment anytime soon I'll never do it again! *snorts* XD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-3035049464802848173?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3035049464802848173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=3035049464802848173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3035049464802848173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/3035049464802848173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-babbling-for-elysa.html' title='Random babbling for Elysa'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8264032235240821044</id><published>2010-08-03T14:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T14:14:01.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yosh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I should remember to take off my SF Meter/Hud before going to work cause...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline objectmessage" id="ext-gen1049"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1050"&gt;[9:23]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;)&lt;sf&gt;(  Spell Fire Terabithia   (v1.8.3) 1: Talismere Roecastle has fallen unconscious...&lt;/sf&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen1094"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1095"&gt;[9:24]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;: oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline objectmessage" id="ext-gen1096"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1097"&gt;[9:24]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;)&lt;sf&gt;(  Spell Fire Terabithia   (v1.8.3) 1 shouts: Talismere Roecastle has died!&lt;/sf&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen1098"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1099"&gt;[9:24]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;: oO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen1243"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen1244"&gt;[9:26]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;: evil...meter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At first I thought Lucas sneaked up on me and killed me (he did it before!) but no one was around. Guess I died of Zero Stamina and starving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Durr hurr derps...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TFgH-HqakiI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-SRe_kn3YYA/s1600/e6a738a3-a6f8-412c-a403-1c5b637c58ac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TFgH-HqakiI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-SRe_kn3YYA/s640/e6a738a3-a6f8-412c-a403-1c5b637c58ac.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leveled up to Cleric lvl 3 :) Now going to attack the quests for lvl 4 which are indeed a huge challenge. But not before I get to lvl in race group to 3 too. 6 giant projects all in all x_x. I'm glad that after a very pissy start, I managed to make a lot of new friends in Tera, and I'll make sure to include them as much as possible in the quests and average RP.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing better than sending a short IM to someone asking "Hey, are you bored? Up for some crazyness?" and getting positive replies! I think instead of just walking around, I'll stick to pick out surfacers by IM, tell them what I'm up for, and let them decide if they're up for it too or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My favorite Orc in town infected my brain with a most evil song...it haunts me, cause he would since 3 days IM me and go "Shake, shake, shake! Shake, shake, shake! Shake that booty!" XD. Try to get that song out of your head after hearing it over and over again, not working! But I'll have my revenge, you just wait, Nelex!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ryleth did an amaaazing work with the Aranea website, especially the library is wonderful and rich of information! Although I devoured the classes in the Academy, and anything Zal, Ryl and Shock taught me during RP, and although I memorized the important guidelines of how to play a Llothian Drow it is still a great source to re-read every now and then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night I slept dramatically bad. I bought a tuna-cocktail sandwich instead of a shrimp-cocktail-sandwich &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;. It's summer, everyone is on holidays so work is very...veeeeeeeeery slow again too. That's all folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8264032235240821044?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8264032235240821044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8264032235240821044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8264032235240821044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8264032235240821044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/yosh.html' title='Yosh!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TFgH-HqakiI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-SRe_kn3YYA/s72-c/e6a738a3-a6f8-412c-a403-1c5b637c58ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8084606093802196430</id><published>2010-07-30T12:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T12:14:10.464+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"A weird morning" or "Wake up before you leave the house!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I switch to the latest SL news, here the really fresh n'latest of my RL -.-.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night it took me an eternity until I finally found sleep. Thoughts were flying like a few annoying mosquito in my mind, not giving me much of a break. Thus this morning, I woke up and felt, to say the least, tired. The shower didn't helped, the little rain outside didn't helped (forgot umbrella a-fuckin-gain), meeting a friend n'talking to her all while driving at work didn't helped. Sooo...has anyone yet told you that it is a very bad idea to go down stairs when you're really fucking tired? No?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well today I, although being tired, dressed up "Friday chick" which means, "trying to look good in case you'll decide to go on a drink after work". So it was 8am, and of course a ton of people on the stairs. And yup I totally slipped half out of a shoe (Oo) and went down 3-4 stairs while still somehow standing (oO) then landed half on my knees on the floor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Durrr duh.Of course that was very, veryveryveryvery embarassing for me and I jumped up, noticing smirks from people passing by me as I brushed off my knees quickly and walked away as quickly as possible, face red of course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Things didn't really went better from there. Going to the supermarket, then headed to the bookstore. Suddenly I noticed that I walked inside another Supermarket INSTEAD of the bookstore which is just above. Like...total airhead...oO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it to work somehow safe. I hope I will at least make it home safely too since yus these shoes are slippy bishes, it will rain, I have no umbrella, and guh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So switching to SL, I talked to Ryl and gladly he allowed me to change back to Cleric. Just need to get a hold on him on the Weekend for the Quests, so I can do at least the first two levels over the Weekend if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so excited. And since my gooood buddy Lucas finally has some vacation, we'll kind of help each others out with some of the quests during workdays, since we can easily RP in IMs too with none of us walking around ^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically we were making ourselves drool a lot over food. He told me what he'll love to eat and so did I, and suddenly we stopped cause really...such things can drive you insane when lunchbreak's far still x_x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and since today started kinda messed up in RL, I'll go eat at a super luxurious Italian restaurant today,&amp;nbsp; because I can x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Insert imaginary Pic of me sticking my tongue out at you cause I'm too lazy to actually make snapshots in-world for now* XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8084606093802196430?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8084606093802196430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8084606093802196430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8084606093802196430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8084606093802196430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/weird-morning-or-wake-up-before-you.html' title='&quot;A weird morning&quot; or &quot;Wake up before you leave the house!&quot;'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1409543650942616793</id><published>2010-07-29T09:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T11:41:08.654+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bio Upgrade for Ryl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It happened dureing a starry and freezy night. A thick fog lingered  between the trees of the woods, and it was silent...well, nearly  silent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A hunting owl flew over the frozen leaves, following some very faint noises. "Clang...Clang..." .... "....Clang...Clangclang..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The  nearer the owl got, the better it could notice differences in the  noises. Heavy breathings, low mumbled cursings, and the loud clangour of  two blades furiously meeting each other in a fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Landing  on a thick branch, the owl turns its head, since the bright light of the  nearby fireplace was blinding it. Annoyed by the noises and the  crackling fire, the owl opens its beak and gives out a loud screech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On  the left side of the fireplace, a human was fighting, a mercenary by  the looks, or a  hired soldier. Behind him, the corpse of an old man,  his right arm stretched and his face a grimace of surprise and horror.  Half frozen blood wets the leaves under him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The human's opponent  swirled around herself, her blade traceing a silver bow, it's tip  hitting the burning wood, and while jumping back, she uses the flat side  of the blade to throw burning ashes and glowing pieces of wood toward  the Human's face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hairs white like snow hiding a determined  expression, while with a cold gaze from her blood red eyes, she notices  the Human stumble backwards  a few steps.  His blade falling out of his  hand, to his right side. He raises his hands toward his face,  his  breath stopping...then he screams out so suddenly and loudly, that it  scares the Owl away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even the dark skinned and slender Drow  jumps back, although her mouthcorners are twitching with appreciation.  It must have hit his eyes. The human breaks down onto his knees,  panting, then screaming again, but not as loud as before...still the  pain clearly echoes in the rough noises, and the female drow sheaths her  blade and listens for a while. Then, something happened...something  she'll have difficulties to explain later on. Her body suddenly starts  to feel numb, and her eyes widen as she notices that her limbs are  growing heavy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Poison!" she thinks, alarmed, and she tries  to tensen her body, but it has to be a very strong deadly poison to kill  her, since she has been fed any kind of poisons mixed in her food since  birth, to get her body addapted to it. Her eyelids get unbearably heavy  and her head falls back, the Human's screams slowly turning damp for  her ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A voice...in her head...no...inside all of her...makeing  her bones and muscles tremble...A voice, piercing, demanding, flooding  trough her mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Usstan tlun dosst Ilhar Lloth. Usstan  quarth dos ulu pick phor uss d' ussta dalharuken. Usstan quarth dos ulu  sila ukta ulu ussta Temple wun Terabithia. Usstan orn kus dos natha  mrigg vel'uss orn lead dos ulu l' jaluk. Lu'... Tlu alus, Talwae! NIN!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I  am your Mother Lloth. I order you to pick up one of my sons. I order  you to bring him to my Temple in Terabithia. I will send you a guide who  will lead you to the male. Be gone, Talwae! NOW!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pain  floods her body as the voice and presence of...Lloth leaves her. A  longing pain. She starts to tremble and tries to get on her feets, but  her knees do not want to carry the weight of her body just yet.  Something odd is pouring out of her eyes. "...spoke to me..." she  mumbles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From the woods, behind the Human, who still whinces  and moans in his pain, a green light appears. A spider, as tall as a  cat, the multiple eyes sending the eery green glow, appears, and  randomly stabs the Human in his back with her poisonous stinger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The  spider does not seem to be patience enought to wait for Talwae, so she  picks up her bag with her provisions, shoulders it with still shakeing  fingers, and bites hard on her tongue, until it bleeds, to make her body  move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Soon the spider, followed by the drow, leaves the fireplace behind. The spider accelerates, so Talwae has to run to keep up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They  run for over an hour without a break, and Talwae feels her body getting  tired, her lungs hurting from the cold air she breaths in. Finally,  they leave the wood behind them, and while lifting her head she notices  the many small torches of a nearby town. So much trouble for a Jaluk,  she thinks, while accelerating to not lose the spider out of her sight.  But if Lloth herself ordered her to find the Male, he must be of  importance...She feels the heat of jealousy rise in herself, only  slightly calmed by the fact that Lloth chose her to find him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The  spider reaches the town's first little houses. Immediately, Talwae  slows down, and rests her hand on the hilt of her blade, while moveing  forward carefully, her feets not leaving footprints anymore.  Crisscrossing through the Town, the spider leads her to a bridge.  Already before reaching the bridge, Talwae notices bloody footprints on  the sparkling snow.  Narrowing her eyes she turns her head, following  with her gaze the track of the footprints. The guide Lloth sent her,  keeps running along the bloody traces, so they must belong to the said  Jaluk. After crossing the rope bridge, a huge stone hill comes in sight.  She stops and squints, noticing a body stretched out on the snow  covered ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lead by the still eery glowing spider, she approaches the body, and looks down at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The  Jaluk doesn't move as they approach him, and she can clearly see in the  dark, that he is more dead than alive.  As she has guessed, it were his  footprints she noticed in the snow, since the ground around him is  beautifully stained with the crimson liquid of life too. Kneeling in  front of him she notices the smell of ashes, and wrinkles her nose. His  entire body is completely covered with grey ash. "Great Mother Lloth  seems to have had her fun with him, it seems" she thinks with a snort,  half satisfied, half jealousily. The spider circles around them, visibly  impatient, so Talwae kneels down in front of the unconcious one, grabs  the Jaluk's arms, turns her back to him and groans under the male's  weight as she slowly raises. Her muscles protest, and aches while she  forces herself to take one step after another, breathing heavily under  the ridiculous weight of the Jaluk. It would be easier to drag him by  his feets, but she doesn't know about his condition, and thinks that it  would be best for now to not harm him any further, since, she has to  admit with a slight bitterness, Lloth herself seems to care for that  mere Jaluk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;___________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few years have gone by since that day. She had been accepted into the Qu'ellar d'Aranea, showing Lloth and the Valsharess her greatest devotion and respect,&amp;nbsp; proving herself useful in the dwarf wars by healing without fail the wounded ones, while she herself could barely stand on her feet. Talwae later left the Qu'ellar to study in the Academy of the Valsharess's family, but failed to raise in ranks. Frustrated, she hesitated to return, until one of the Mother's Handmaiden urged her to. Hurrying back, she noticed that the Qu'ellar indeed had grown weak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weak enough that the surfacers had forgotten about the bloodshed and wars the devoted children had brought upon them. The only thing Talwae regrets deeply now, is to have listened to Lloth's Handmaiden's whispers upon picking up the blade instead of the book. Oh how she yearns for Lloth's powerful tome, how great the regret to have taken a big step back in her ranks, so far away from Lloth's voice, so far away from&amp;nbsp; proving true devotion. She promises to herself and to Lloth that... soon, soon she'll advance for Yathrin again, and show them despise full surfacers what real pain feels like, again...Accepting to risk M'thain Ryleth's awareness toward her, almost looking forward to it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soundtrack of Talwae:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ya-zOiiCd6U"&gt;Dessumis Luge - Eluveitie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Collects the little finger from her prey:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papi - 1 little finger&lt;br /&gt;Tanyae - 1 little finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loves to torture&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fae and Aria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Must suffer horrible pain in future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single surfacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-1409543650942616793?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1409543650942616793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=1409543650942616793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1409543650942616793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1409543650942616793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/bio-upgrade-for-ryl.html' title='Bio Upgrade for Ryl'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6571445624761548630</id><published>2010-07-25T18:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T18:59:59.717+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Drow want to stay unique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TExoaB6EnOI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/B8ovLBzDBHQ/s1600/Event1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TExoaB6EnOI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/B8ovLBzDBHQ/s400/Event1.bmp" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I was quite stunned. Going to Tera, I noticed 2 drows (one of them an alt too) with the exact same hair my drow is wearing lol. It's always angering me a bit if people from one realm (the other drow was also wearing exactly the same clothes too -.-) are trying to imitate me. I might like it when it comes to RP, I might really tolerate it if it comes to clothes, cause there's not too much stuff to find for drow. But hairs? Come on...there's 100.000 or more white hair out there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those here look good I know, it took me long enough to find them and I'm still having the opportunity that *the first one wearing it wins* should work in a realm.Especially if it's a smaller realm, and more so especially if you're a drow too. This said, this is the Outfit I'll wear for today's IC Ball Event hehe. I have a mask too but going to attach that before the event, from Illusions of course xD. And yuss, the dress has tentacles *mwahahaha* Unless, I had a great fun weekend x) Hope you guys too x9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TExok_5yRzI/AAAAAAAAA0g/A-scxdoYHrw/s1600/Event2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TExok_5yRzI/AAAAAAAAA0g/A-scxdoYHrw/s400/Event2.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6571445624761548630?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6571445624761548630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6571445624761548630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6571445624761548630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6571445624761548630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/drow-want-to-stay-unique.html' title='Drow want to stay unique'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TExoaB6EnOI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/B8ovLBzDBHQ/s72-c/Event1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8179447027549923656</id><published>2010-07-22T22:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:11:21.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first Youtube Slideshow Clip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="400" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d3954226eb7c163" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d3954226eb7c163%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329933814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BDCB784EFC45B55BA4BEAE1DFF8E733A685745D.2D1420F2C4DCD9406FE4199FC197B4CDA77434DD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3954226eb7c163%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiklDzcdrJF0XJKsZpAZ5Ky3kqew&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="450" height="400" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d3954226eb7c163%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329933814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BDCB784EFC45B55BA4BEAE1DFF8E733A685745D.2D1420F2C4DCD9406FE4199FC197B4CDA77434DD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3954226eb7c163%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiklDzcdrJF0XJKsZpAZ5Ky3kqew&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Teehee. Thanks to my friends who've been great inspirations &amp;lt;3 If I have gathered more pictures *gasps* or sorted my snapshot-inventory *doublegasp*, I'll perhaps make a second one, themed to drow or anything. This is kinda melancholic, but it'll always remember me of awesome times, and great times lying ahead :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Song used in it is Dj Okawari - Luv Letters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8179447027549923656?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8179447027549923656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8179447027549923656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8179447027549923656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8179447027549923656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-very-first-youtube-slideshow-clip.html' title='My very first Youtube Slideshow Clip'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2614697706000830174</id><published>2010-07-22T09:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:59:56.262+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Goblins are a pain in the ass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, all my troubles seemed sooo...no wait. That's not what I wanted to...erm...Ah right, yesterday, our Tal went to the surface, to kill something. Anything. Having a big deal of luck, some Kivvil approached her (you know, elves...ugh...right?).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That one was wearing Pink and complimenting my drowsie's hair. Oh how she begged for her life when the drowsie got bloodthirsty, describing her all the beautiful art she could perform with the Kivvil's body. Well too bad Kivvil wasn't wielding any weapon at all...Another finger collected! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Goblins. They only appear after you killed someone, then they dare to want a piece of your bloody prey. Of course such thing will not be taken lightly by our Tal. Especially not if said creature, ugly as a pimple on an Orc's buttock, threatens to unleash the Qu'el'surak's anger on our pissy Drowess. I don't know what Tal would do to said Qu'el'surak (Weaponmaster) if he'd where to make a scene over a...*gasps in a hysteric manner* Goblin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But their heads can be useful to play a few rounds of soccer. You line up a row of Goblin heads, step back a few, run and hit while trying to aim for a mark on the Underground's walls. It's a lot of fun, Gobo-soccer. Tal thought so too and had been swinging her Polearm toward the Smelly-Butt. Goblins though, are so tiny that they need a lot of extra's in the RoE. Unless all of us, they are allowed to jump during fights. Our Tal was a single hit away from achieving a new Soccer-ball, when the bugger used a short timeout to change weapons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like a miracle, wooo, touched for the very first...no wait...not really wanted to go into Madonna now...where did...Ah yes, Like a miracle, a Crossbow popped into the small hands of the Goblin and then quickly the fight went ugly for our lovely drowsie. Tal, deciding she's way too pretty to die from the hands of a...*another gasp of hysteria* Goblin, turned and walked home, finger of the fallen prey in her pocket to snack onto. Small brained as Goblins are, it followed her, head still on his shoulders (but not for long, nuh, nuh).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While Tal undressed to wash off blood and Gobo-stink from her skin, said soccer-head was shouting at her. She let him exhaust himself, knowing that it'll only need a few words toward this or that other Jaluk to bring him down. No seriously. Perhaps a little word here and there to the allied Orcs...so many ways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While this post will sound a bit aggressive to you, I actually had a great deal of fun ^_^. I'd paste the RP but it is more fun for me to put it in words like this x9. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2614697706000830174?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2614697706000830174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2614697706000830174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2614697706000830174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2614697706000830174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/goblins-are-pain-in-ass.html' title='Goblins are a pain in the ass.'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-4984922700647140023</id><published>2010-07-21T12:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:19:50.693+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The ABC of Torture - A little know-how for Drows.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You happen to have caught your prey, and it is unconscious but alive. You happen to be a drow, serving Lloth. You happen to live in a huge Underground with a lot of space and fancy cells. Find your own style, have a "pimp up my torture sessions" with Talwae x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Talwae uses the rope she carries on her belt to tie up the Kivvil/Rivvil/bug/worm/pain in the ass. If there's a Jaluk around, she'll order him to tie the prey up. If she's alone, she will slowly but steadily drag the prey (unless it's a heavy prey like dragons/orcs or obese Humans) toward the Underdark.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If the prey is too heavy, she'll chop it in handy pieces, collect them, and decorate the walls of the Underdark with it. Or anything else she'll find decorate able. Of course, a Jaluk will carry the prey if one is around. Or a lower ranked bish. Way to know how not to make the own hands dirty with ungrateful work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, you have your prey in the Underdark. Everyone is so jealous cause you happen to have caught someone to play with, in the torture room. Enjoy their jealousy, but keep an eye on your back. I suggest warm tea towels for your neck, sore from constantly turning your head in all directions. Anyways. If there's a drow you really really don't like (IC of course) order him/her to follow and assist you. They'll get to *just watch and bring tools* while you'll get to shine and rise as the new maestro of torture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the deep, cold cells, most prey will be as good as blind. Use a torch, even if you don't like any form of light. Having the unlucky prey admire your art on itself, is normal procedure. And a torch can be useful in 104,3 ways. (To read the 104,3 ways of using a torch for torture, go to Chapter XVI, page 394, fourth paragraph). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, for a bit of comical relief, use the well known "Good cop, bad cop" action to give the prey some last hope. The good cop pats the prey's cheek (the one on the face) asks questions, and is oh so very sad if the answer isn't what had been expected. The bad cop just stands there, leaking a sensation of sick bloodlust...perhaps whispering about extra designed plays she thought of, especially for the poor prey. (Don't forget to ask consent before even starting to stab n'hack!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If they're like *You can call me names, but no slaps!*, just kill the person and dispose of the body. A roleplayer not co operating with something as normal as torture in medieval RP is an ignorant and should read more books. It's pixels ffs...). Bad cop builds up scary atmosphere, good cop does the talk and tell-me-all-or-I'll-unleash-sissy-on-your-eyeballs. If the prey is unfortunate, she'll have to cope with 2 bad cops. Or 1 bad cop and no good cop at all. Shit happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you, the drowsie, happen to be a Cleric, you'll be all "Hail Lloth, sing for Her pleasure...blabla" you know the procedure. If you're like me, a former Cleric who happens to be a Warrior now, you'll do the same, it's some sort of showing off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the goood part. You'll start picking up "Instruments" as I call them. Tools. It's playtime! Torture shouldn't become boring for the prey, neither as for the drowsie. So you'll study the surfacers and find *special* procedures for them. Aria the Rivvil Queen, had been visiting the Underground over and over again. She's close to get a *100st time visitor!* paycheck of 1000L. Heck she even had been turned into Drow, then turned back into Hooman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sweet lil Tal knows that of course and gives it her all to make Aria most comfortable. After a little warm-up beat-up from good cop Ilharess (so tempting these Rivvils), Tal went to heat up a dagger using the above mentioned torch. Insert said glowing tool into the armpit (no mustard, Imdy'll know), until its tip touches bones. Now, to amuse yourself, the prey and Lloth a bit, scratch with the tip of the dagger over that bone repeatedly. It's the Tal-version of tickling under armpits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Watch the prey go insane and sing pretty songs like an opera-star as you work, and leave the Question-asking to good cop or bad cop Nr 2. Remind Lloth to listen. She's getting old, our good Momma-Goddess, so remind her at least twice. Then fake to feel her presence just to annoy whoever drow is with you in the cells *g*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most creatures start to gag or puke at a point, so never stand in front of them. Keep alert and ready to jump if their faces turn green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Breaking bones to make them stick out of the flesh is a common art used. Some even manage to decorate the bones with whatever there's to use to do so. You can easily create "The bleeding angel" or "Piercing deluxe". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You don't want prey to faint quickly. Have a potion or a cleric with you. Don't make it last too long either. A lot of fancy methods can be used to torture. Heat glowing flat needles to stick under fingernails (insert them deeply, increases the pain), sewing things together that don't belong together (Hands on upperleg or any other part, sew firmly and use sap glue, then force the prey to rip free etc). There are many variations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-4984922700647140023?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4984922700647140023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=4984922700647140023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4984922700647140023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/4984922700647140023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/abc-of-torture-little-know-how-for.html' title='The ABC of Torture - A little know-how for Drows.'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-2482417444019545483</id><published>2010-07-19T23:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:17:45.545+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3 of 4 parts of Quest for Lvl2 - Warrior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TES-a82xShI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Vndc0y_9zxE/s1600/Notinthebutt.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="361" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TES-a82xShI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Vndc0y_9zxE/s400/Notinthebutt.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TETApjuTM3I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/oA6_ytQR7jI/s1600/Tal11.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="370" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TETApjuTM3I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/oA6_ytQR7jI/s400/Tal11.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although not too fond of the Bow, Talwae, who recently had putted down the Tome and stepped back as Yathrin, quickly came to understand that some fights would be impossible to be won without such. As a Drow Warrior, especially during daylight, not even the blindfold can protect her well enough to aim smoothly. Nevertheless she started to collect an armfull of pine and redwood logs. Picking up a smaller Hatchet located in the forge of the Underground, she started to split the dry logs into squares, and then whittled them down into arrow shafts, using a smaller knife to do so. While concentrating, she pictures that it will now be so much easier to work against that bothersome M'thain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As a Yathrin (Cleric), she had discovered a few things...but due to an unfortunate happening, she draw his attention on her too quickly. She chose to study in the Academy for a few months, hoping for him to forget about the matter. And as she returned to Aranea, she let her favorite Spider decide between tome and sword. It chose the sword, and after seeing Ryleth's reaction upon this, she is now certain that Lloth herself guided the lovely spider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She would have ordered some Jaluk to do all of this work, but as the surfacers kept running from confrontation today, she thought it might be a good "Kill time" procedure until night falls. As the wood is&amp;nbsp; finally whittled down, she picked up a rough sandstone to round the shafts off. It took her quite a long time to manage that the arrows have the same stiffness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During her work, she would now and then toss away some squares of the logs, since they were full of knots, not at uniform lenght, broken or weakened by bug-bites. They'll be used to heat the bathhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polishing the whittled wood, she whistles and imagines just how much better they'll flight with less wind resistance on them. No bump nor other deformity would stop her tracing index, as she ran it over the shaft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After refreshening herself with some clear water, she turned to take care of the nock. Since a deep nock will tend to weaken the arrow, she decides to make a shallow nock. With her knife, she cuts a groove in one end of all arrows to use as a nock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bending down to read the hastily scribbled notices she made while she took her warrior classes in her House of birth, Aleant'tir, she frowns. The fletching will become the hardest part. Searching her pouch, she takes out a long, strong feather of an eagle and smirks. She had just picked it up today by coincidence, but needing more feathers, she yells for one of the guarding Jaluks. Until he returns with more feathers, she meditated to calm her hands for the finer work to follow, then painted small runes in Llothian all over the arrows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Jaluk returns, a bag of more feathers from an unfortunate eagle in his grasp, she smirks and continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With energic movements, she starts to strip them and lash them to the arrow using a very small cord, glueing them with sap, using a torch to help the sap dry quicker (held in distance to not burn the feather). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grinning to herself, she picks up the flints and has a Jaluk shape them into proper points. Afterwards, she just had to put the flints points on top of the arrows, glueing them with tiny amounts of sap too, since they would fit perfectly into the wood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-2482417444019545483?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/2482417444019545483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=2482417444019545483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2482417444019545483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/2482417444019545483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/part-3-of-4-parts-of-quest-for-lvl2.html' title='Part 3 of 4 parts of Quest for Lvl2 - Warrior'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TES-a82xShI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Vndc0y_9zxE/s72-c/Notinthebutt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-7457103529201741322</id><published>2010-07-17T12:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:35:58.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TEGGpxa1l4I/AAAAAAAAAz4/PMH5sMXZRLg/s1600/Faranor.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TEGGpxa1l4I/AAAAAAAAAz4/PMH5sMXZRLg/s400/Faranor.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Faranor, he suddenly sent me a texture and I found that really really nice x) Thank you Faranor, really enjoyed the conversation too :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TEGG0ybCOGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/hN0CmHT9M-8/s1600/Talismere.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TEGG0ybCOGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/hN0CmHT9M-8/s400/Talismere.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehehe, this day just keeps getting better ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-7457103529201741322?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7457103529201741322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=7457103529201741322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7457103529201741322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/7457103529201741322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-guy.html' title='Sweet guy!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TEGGpxa1l4I/AAAAAAAAAz4/PMH5sMXZRLg/s72-c/Faranor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-8210568011012731321</id><published>2010-07-17T10:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T10:49:14.233+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TEFrXQ-9fJI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YUKjSgBAz5A/s1600/Jabbress.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TEFrXQ-9fJI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YUKjSgBAz5A/s400/Jabbress.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I overslept slightly and rushed to the chinese massage. That woman was amazing. She looked into my eyes and was able to tell exactly what's wrong with me (and I knew she was right cause I've seen a Doc for two issues she pointed out and they said the same rofl). Even if I am not having stress, I put myself constantly under pressure, and am scared of making mistakes, and I have a slight issue with my kidneys oO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She was scratching and rolling some spikey thing over my legs, and afterwards they were all beautiful and smooth, felt like walking on clouds when I walked home hehe. She putted some big chimes on my belly, stomach and forehead and was meditating while making them sound. To take my pressure and stress away. Also a wonderful back massage I really enjoyed, and hot stones all over me xD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next time she'll do an Acupuncture on me and that's a bit scary but I'll go with it. She was also very very nice and it wasn't too expensive (around 50 dollars for an hour). Well now I'm going to the shopping mall, clean up a bit, and enjoy the rest of the day with mah buddees. If you feel bleh, I really suggest a visit to a massage session, it makes you feel sooo goood x) Nyaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-8210568011012731321?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/8210568011012731321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=8210568011012731321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8210568011012731321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/8210568011012731321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-good.html' title='Feeling good...'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TEFrXQ-9fJI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YUKjSgBAz5A/s72-c/Jabbress.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-6764629932020360209</id><published>2010-07-16T11:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:02:19.695+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beefcake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello, hello! An excellent day, sunny Friday, although my head keeps spinning slightly due to temperature changes x_x. So looking forward to Saturday morning, where I'll get a chinese massage in the new town I live in. Can't wait, and am really looking forward to it XD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isn't it the best feeling ever, if you had months and months of crappy days in RL, and perhaps also been worn out over minor things in SL, and then suddenly your RL becomes this much better (not a hint of financial issues since moving, in contrary), SL is a steady place of fun, except for minor temper-explosions of mine when meeting players with an OOC attitude after IC happenings, and all in all you just feel like "This is it, I reached Zen...both life are in perfect balance"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, in order to celebrate this, I will start going to chinese Massage/wellness sessions, pick up Fitness again (not that I'm chubby, but I just sit too much and need some muscles at the right places again), hang up the Incentives sent by my favorite Webcomic artist (you rock, Mr G., in fact he sent me a halfnaked pic of one of his characters, a blackhaired guy with an impish smirk, having his pants open and some of his "beefcake" glimpsing out of it as a thank you for supporting his Webcomic through donations xD) and I will start to do some small trips on weekends again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An afternoon in Paris? Easy! (not Hilton), and of course spend a lot of fun times on SL. But I think with all these positive things happening, I need to jump on the train and keep going this direction. A lot of tough decisions I've made payed off very well, leading to me having a happier, more balanced life. Am way too young to give it all up already and focus on misery alone. Let's spread the smiles xD, and consider taking massages etc if you feel stiff and grumpy!! xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-6764629932020360209?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6764629932020360209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=6764629932020360209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6764629932020360209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/6764629932020360209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/beefcake.html' title='Beefcake!'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-1081075278435807309</id><published>2010-07-15T23:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:40:41.403+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Drow just gotta have fuhun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TD9-9wp8bVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/UF0Qse7Z8SU/s1600/shockkk.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TD9-9wp8bVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/UF0Qse7Z8SU/s400/shockkk.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TD9_IQ5pnLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/toBK36f0lFc/s1600/Talwaee.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TD9_IQ5pnLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/toBK36f0lFc/s400/Talwaee.bmp" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a lot of random yadda yadda's today I was kind of exhausted x) Guess some people are just not cut out to be true drow, but we're going to deal with that. Shock brought Koda \o/ and then we went shopping for hairs for Shynty...I'm tired and going to bed now happily x) A bunch of good buddies can make a sour day turn golden in the blink of an eye ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-1081075278435807309?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1081075278435807309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=1081075278435807309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1081075278435807309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/1081075278435807309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/drow-just-gotta-have-fuhun.html' title='Drow just gotta have fuhun...'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TD9-9wp8bVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/UF0Qse7Z8SU/s72-c/shockkk.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34027538.post-408759876230352822</id><published>2010-07-15T16:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:06:04.395+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Queries of the daily madness xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12338"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12339"&gt;[16:34]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('39bfd56e-c23b-4da4-97ae-994741d83216');"&gt;Zaleon&lt;/span&gt;: wb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12340"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12341"&gt;[16:35]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('eb404246-556d-42ac-a1d0-537f204f7558');"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt;:  lets squeze Tali into a balloon and head outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12342"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12343"&gt;[16:35]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('eb404246-556d-42ac-a1d0-537f204f7558');"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt;:  shs ful of hot air, she would float&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12344"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12345"&gt;[16:35]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;:  you guys can go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12346"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12347"&gt;[16:35]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;Talismere&lt;/span&gt; farts in Lucas's direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12348"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12349"&gt;[16:35]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;:  *hot air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12350"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12351"&gt;[16:35]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('eb404246-556d-42ac-a1d0-537f204f7558');"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt;:  hey! Rangers never leave a man behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12352"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12353"&gt;[16:36]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('39bfd56e-c23b-4da4-97ae-994741d83216');"&gt;Zaleon&lt;/span&gt;: you're a ranger now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12354"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12355"&gt;[16:36]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('eb404246-556d-42ac-a1d0-537f204f7558');"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt;: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12356"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12357"&gt;[16:36]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;:  I'm not a man &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; go, go pink ranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12358"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12359"&gt;[16:36]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('39bfd56e-c23b-4da4-97ae-994741d83216');"&gt;Zaleon&lt;/span&gt;: and psst, tali is not a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12360"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12361"&gt;[16:36]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('eb404246-556d-42ac-a1d0-537f204f7558');"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt;: and she isnt a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12362"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12363"&gt;[16:36]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('39bfd56e-c23b-4da4-97ae-994741d83216');"&gt;Zaleon&lt;/span&gt;: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12364"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12365"&gt;[16:36]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('eb404246-556d-42ac-a1d0-537f204f7558');"&gt;Lucas Yalin&lt;/span&gt;  pulls up his hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=" chatline agentmessage" id="ext-gen12366"&gt;&lt;span class=" chattimestamp" id="ext-gen12367"&gt;[16:36]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="name clickable" onclick="new AjaxLife.Profile('dbe0578f-493f-419e-b8e7-64a6dfba6acb');"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;:  x9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34027538-408759876230352822?l=talismeres-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/408759876230352822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34027538&amp;postID=408759876230352822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/408759876230352822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34027538/posts/default/408759876230352822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talismeres-diary.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-queries-of-daily-madness-xd.html' title='Random Queries of the daily madness xD'/><author><name>Talismere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10698185019722889902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vg0Vv4-MWY4/TCzP1VG2KsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ia6MtGz0cPY/S220/Tali12.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
