IntileJoin Date: 2007-05-06
Post Count: 2916 |
In the glorious words of Algernon Swinburne....
Dead dreams of days forsaken,
Blind buds that snows have shaken,
Wild leaves that winds have taken,
Red strays of ruined springs.
For years this confused Robloxia. The greatest of scientists could not figure out. So many people wondered, "What was the Garden of Proserpine?"
Then 100 years later the world fell quiet. The answers were going to be found. Were they? One scientist, W.S. Nalnoger Inesurn, a famous poet teaching at the Robloxian School of Arts. He found those five things that would make the world silent. He studied the history of the poem, and finally found the dark Garden of Prosperine. He looked at the giant castle that was ruined from what looked like a war several years ago. He called all of the proffesors he could call. Each one from The School of Poetry. Why not a scientist? Because this was one mystery not even technology could answer....
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SIGNING UP
Fill out this simple bio-
Proffesor Name-
Proffesion at school-
Anything that could help you on this quest to find the answers-
Secrets that could be a danger if found out-
Dangers to the group-
Now i will fill it out to show you a simple preview of what it should look like:
Proffesor Name- W.S. Nalnoger Inesurn
Proffesion at school- Poetry: Knowing the histories of this art
Anything that could help you on this quest to find the answers- An original copy of the poem.
Secrets that could be a danger if found out- I have a feeling there is a curse here... one that may threaten the lives of all of us...
Dangers to the group- Non so far...
Now basically this is going through each of the five stages in the Garden of Proserpine trying to find the many secrets hidden in it. Why is it named this? What is with the lines? Now you cant just go and run to a spot out of order, because that will get you killed O_o Anyways, When talking out of character, talk in ()'s or type ooc before the sentence, which stands for out of character. Anyways, sign up now and may the quest of the Garden of Proserpine begin!
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Twila27Join Date: 2007-07-12
Post Count: 2812 |
Proffesor Name - Twila "Dragonfly" Xavier
Proffesion at School - Technology/Computing.
Anything that could help on the quest - A high-powered computer with networking through the area, including the private libraries.
Secrets that could be a danger - The line "Dead dreams of days forsaken".
Dangers to the group - None as of yet.
Twila: *Walks into his computer lab, turns on the computers.* |
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IntileJoin Date: 2007-05-06
Post Count: 2916 |
(Hey twila)
I picked up my radio communication to lab. "Twila, on my desk there is a paper that a marked to get to the garden. I definatley need backup so hurry up. Over" |
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Twila27Join Date: 2007-07-12
Post Count: 2812 |
(;3)
Twila: "Ok, I'll be right there." *Leaves the lab, and walks down to W.S.'s room with a laptop in hand.* "What's the rush?" |
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IntileJoin Date: 2007-05-06
Post Count: 2916 |
Nothing at all, but the garden is dark. Peacful. Not normal. and besides ill need help scoping the tower for clues..." |
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Twila27Join Date: 2007-07-12
Post Count: 2812 |
Twila: "Understood. When do we go?" |
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I'll help! Do you guys need assistance? |
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professor name- whathavidone "The Computer" charleston
proffesion at School- programming/computers
Anything that could help on the quest- Windows Vista Home Premium.
Secrets that could be a danger - The line "Dead dreams of days forsaken".
Dangers to the group - Lava |
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IntileJoin Date: 2007-05-06
Post Count: 2916 |
ooc:whatavidone you can be in it. |
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Twila27Join Date: 2007-07-12
Post Count: 2812 |
Twila: The tower of the Garden of Proserpine, but I must ask, how do we get there? |
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MetalMarioTop 100 PosterJoin Date: 2007-05-18
Post Count: 7133 |
Professor Name: Metal "Doom" Mario
Profession At School: Literature, Mathematics
Anything That Could Help You On This Quest to Find the Answers: A secluded room that allows me to think.
Secrets That Could be a Danger if Found Out: I was in prison for 12 years for double homicide.
Dangers to the Group: None. |
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MetalMarioTop 100 PosterJoin Date: 2007-05-18
Post Count: 7133 |
Hello, I am MetalMario. I've been asked to assist on your quest, considering I have found out the secrt of the Void Star. Now, we must find the man named Swinburne. |
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haloguyJoin Date: 2007-05-23
Post Count: 2286 |
Professor Name: Master Cheif
Profession At School:Building Classes
Anything That Could Help You On This Quest to Find the Answers:my ak-47 of the futer.....xDDDDD
Secrets That Could be a Danger if Found Out:im..........im........AGHHHHH!!!!!!!
Dangers to the Group:mad with gun power...
Master Cheif:Hey.do you need any help with your misson? |
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IntileJoin Date: 2007-05-06
Post Count: 2916 |
ooc: Ok sorry for not being on O_o. Anyways you guys are all in. So back to the plot-
"Ok everyone hurry to the tower. I just saw something move behind one of the windows..." |
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haloguyJoin Date: 2007-05-23
Post Count: 2286 |
*Shoots the building with a rocket on perpos*
......OOOooooopps.......my bad.....:) |
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MetalMarioTop 100 PosterJoin Date: 2007-05-18
Post Count: 7133 |
...Where did you get that? Don't lie, I'll know if you do. |
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Yoshi322Top 100 PosterJoin Date: 2007-06-23
Post Count: 4516 |
It is like this:
Here, where the world is quiet;
Here, where all trouble seems
Dead winds' and spent waves' riot
In doubtful dreams of dreams;
I watch the green field growing
For reaping folk and sowing
For harvest-time and mowing,
A sleepy world of streams.
I am tired of tears and laughter,
And men that laugh and weep;
Of what may come hereafter
For men that sow to reap:
I am weary of days and hours,
Blown buds of barren flowers,
Desires and dreams and powers
And everything but sleep.
Here life has death for neighbor,
And far from eye or ear
Wan waves and wet winds labor,
Weak ships and spirits steer;
They drive adrift, and whither
They wot not who make thither;
But no such winds blow hither,
And no such things grow here.
No growth of moor or coppice,
No heather-flower or vine,
But bloomless buds of poppies,
Green grapes of Proserpine,
Pale beds of blowing rushes,
Where no leaf blooms or blushes
Save this whereout she crushes
For dead men deadly wine.
Pale, without name or number,
In fruitless fields of corn,
They bow themselves and slumber
All night till light is born;
And like a soul belated,
In hell and heaven unmated,
By cloud and mist abated
Comes out of darkness morn.
Though one were strong as seven,
He too with death shall dwell,
Nor wake with wings in heaven,
Nor weep for pains in hell;
Though one were fair as roses,
His beauty clouds and closes;
And well though love reposes,
In the end it is not well.
Pale, beyond porch and portal,
Crowned with calm leaves she stands
Who gathers all things mortal
With cold immortal hands;
Her languid lips are sweeter
Than love's who fears to greet her,
To men that mix and meet her
From many times and lands.
She waits for each and other,
She waits for all men born;
Forgets the earth her mother,
The life of fruits and corn;
And spring and seed and swallow
Take wing for her and follow
Where summer song rings hollow
And flowers are put to scorn.
There go the loves that wither,
The old loves with wearier wings;
And all dead years draw thither,
And all disastrous things;
Dead dreams of days forsaken,
Blind buds that snows have shaken,
Wild leaves that winds have taken,
Red strays of ruined springs.
We are not sure of sorrow;
And joy was never sure;
To-day will die to-morrow;
Time stoops to no man's lure;
And love, grown faint and fretful,
With lips but half regretful
Sighs, and with eyes forgetful
Weeps that no loves endure.
From too much love of living,
From hope and fear set free,
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be
That no life lives for ever;
That dead men rise up never;
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea.
Then star nor sun shall waken,
Nor any change of light:
Nor sound of waters shaken,
Nor any sound or sight:
Nor wintry leaves nor vernal,
Nor days nor things diurnal;
Only the sleep eternal
In an eternal night.
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professor name:swords and guns
proffesoinal school:killing
can i join :) |
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