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I gave something up to help someone.  They have my strength, my power.  Why did it have to be me?  I run, the icy darkness is faster now.  Or am I slower?  My HOPE is diminished, it reaches me.  But now it is his turn to help me.  As I am swallowed, the HOPE of salvation returns.  My brother, my brother-in-arms.  Today, they are the same.  My leader, my friend, my final ally, but in the end he must still leave me in danger. I gave something up to help someone.  I am left incomplete.  Why did it have to be me?  As powerful as they are, they still needed my help.  I had to make them PURE in the sight of home.  But it left me without my own PUR

Psions and Shindigs Chronicle: Volume 2 "The First Encounter" Date of session: 5/25/2006 Date typed: 6/4/2006 Players present: Alex, Mark, Erik, Jacob, Sean, Skye Observers present: Kieran's friend, the security officer [it's a class feature] Location: Main Library, second floor Mori awoke in the park with a raging headache and wondered what exactly he had done the previous night.  Just then, Guy burst out of the TCRS carrying all of his stolen bottles.  Mori staggered in Guy's direction, shook off most of the headache, then walked the rest of the way to him.  The first thing Guy said was: "Hi.  You don't know me." REAL LIFE Alex:

Jade Grassland ~the ATTAINMENT~  7/10 "Right.  Let's have some light." The entire local region of Dream grew in a new sort of illumination as Q called the sun to his position.  This being Dream, the moon and stars stayed right where they were and combined with the sunlight.  Q slowly stood up, Selph in his arms, and made certain not to allow the light to wake the Dream Prince from its regenerative rest.  He carefully hefted the limp, incredibly light body in his arms and gave a flap of his newfound wings, lifting gradually into the air.  With casual amusement, Q noticed that his wings, doing very little of anything as they rose, were probab

12/2/2007 I'm in a room, fairly small.  There isn't much light, but I can still easily make out mountains of swag from old video games.  From all of the NiGHTS stuff, I can tell it must be TRiPPY's house.  DiGi walks in and asks if there's anything I'd like to see.  I tell him I want to have a look at the G.0.D. system and that it seems appropriate today.  He agrees and begins leading me to it, but then I'm woken up.