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Elsie788 the Island Acara

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Lamort the Surzard
(1747 days and 19 hours old)
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Owner: Pattrick Hunter (patt788)

Elsie788 likes hunting for treasure.
When meeting others, Elsie788 would act very friendly.


- Attributes -

Age: 2,213 days old (53,133 hours)
Level: 21
Gender: Female
Height: 42 cms.
Weight: 71 lbs.

Fishing Skill: 131

Jobs Completed: 0
Jobs Failed: 0
Job Rank: Intern
- Battledome Stats -

Hit Points: 25 / 25
Strength: GREAT (27)
Defence: GREAT (22)
Movement: mach 1
Intelligence: genius

Played: 0
Won: 0
Lost: 0
Drawn: 0
Score: 0

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Description
The creepiness of a place can be a good thing or a bad thing. It depends on the circumstances. A realistic creepy is generally negative, but when it comes to haunted houses and that type of surreal, otherworldly "creepy," it's actually a charming thing, and an almost enjoyable form of fright. I remember, when I lived in PA, we had a very large side yard (which was essentially an empty lot that was part of the property); it was very open and very grassy, and I have fond memories of catching lightning bugs there. But I bring it up as relevant because we had a stone slab in one corner, about the size of a single bed, from a farm that used to be there. Now that I think of it, it was broken, and resembled the stone table from Narnia. XD

I'm not the type to dislike a graveyard, either. Fitzgerald wrote a beautiful line about graveyards at the end of "This Side of Paradise." (I am forever recalling relevant quotations. XD) It essentially expresses how I feel about it. I put it below. The history behind your graveyard sounds like it runs deep, and that would make it very fascinating. Is it mostly tombstones or does it have any of the big, above-ground tombs?

He wondered that graves ever made people consider life in vain. Somehow he could find nothing hopeless in having lived. All the broken columns and clasped hands and doves and angels meant romances. He fancied that in a hundred years he would like having young people speculate as to whether his eyes were brown or blue, and he hoped quite passionately that his grave would have about it an air of many, many years ago." - F. Scott Fitzgerald, "This Side of Paradise"