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PostPosted: Mon Dec 31, 2001 5:47 am
by Galis
## A portal from The Napping Cat's Dream opens up and a fur falls into Gene Catlow's world. ##<P>## The mouse-like fur is naked except for his fur and the leather thonged necklace around his neck.
Plus he's quite unconscious. I wonder who he is, where he came from and why?? ##<P>OOC: To find out his background story. Visit us at... <A HREF="" TARGET=_blank> unterhit=yes</A> <P>
Roads go ever ever on.
(c) J.R.R. Tolkien<p>[This message has been edited by Galis (edited 12-31-2001).]

PostPosted: Sat Jan 05, 2002 7:32 am
by Galis
## The fur groans and wakes up. He slowly stands up and takes stock of his surroundings. His fingers caress the crystal on his necklace and he mumbles while lost in thought. ##<P>"Hmm nobody around, I wonder where I am. And a better question might be why am I naked? HEY! WHAT THE???"<P>## As he is thinking about clothes his eyes glow for a split second and he finds himself clothed. He is wearing a grey tee shirt with a black, sleeping ang grinning cats face on it. A pair of blue jeans, black leather jacket and calf high soft leather moccasin's. Across his right shoulder hangs a soft black travelling bag. He stares at the clothes for a few minutes. ##<P>"Hmm how did I do that? I felt wierd for a second too. On the other hand it's better than being naked I guess."<P>## He looks down the empty street and starts walking toward what looks like the center of town. ##<P>"Guess I better find out if I'm alone here. Strange that the only thing I can remember is my name."<P>## The fur mumbles his name to himself as he walks down the street, then stops suddenly.##<P>"Galis Tatera....I know my name, I guess that proves I don't have amnesia...WAIT though how would I know that?"<P>## Galis shakes his head, sighs and starts walking again. ##<P>OOC: Galis Tatera is prnounced Ghaless Tah-tera<P>------------------
Roads go ever ever on.
(c) J.R.R. Tolkien<p>[This message has been edited by Galis (edited 01-05-2002).]

PostPosted: Sun Jan 06, 2002 6:09 am
by Greyeyes
A black squirrel notices the dazed mouse, and walks over to him.<P>"Most of the people are over that way... <A HREF="" TARGET=_blank></A> <P>I just hang around occasionally to guide people on their correct way. Enjoy your stay in Furriston!"<P>*The squirrel disappears into the shadows once more.*

PostPosted: Mon Jan 14, 2002 11:14 am
by Michael Hardy
*Fox with a relieved look on his face comes in* OHHH. So that's where i am Furriston. <IMG SRC=""><P>

PostPosted: Fri Jan 18, 2002 6:32 am
by Won-Tolla
You know, Grandville kind of reminds me of Babylon 5...
"It was our last and best hope for peace; it failed..."

PostPosted: Sat Jan 19, 2002 2:46 am
by Greyeyes
It wasn't an experiment in Peace. It was an experiment in cohabitation. Difference.