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Offline MysticMoon

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Monster Brains
« on: February 28, 2014, 05:05:47 PM »
http://monsterbrains.blogspot.com

Some of it may be NSFW, depending on your criteria...

Some interesting/creepy stuff shows up regularly on that blog. Could be some good fuel for subs in there.
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Re: Monster Brains
« Reply #1 on: February 28, 2014, 07:07:26 PM »
Oh, good. I was hoping to never sleep again.  :ahh:

I speak, of course, regarding their use of... Comic Sans in the post titles. *shudder*
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Re: Monster Brains
« Reply #2 on: April 04, 2014, 10:53:21 AM »
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Chosen of Aktagarti – Divine Synod Guild – Level 1
Might: 2 | Agility: 3 | Wits: 4 | Charm: 3 | Spirit: 4 | Power: 2

The old man, grey-haired, braid hanging down.
He is clothed in faded brown robes.
His craggy face is turned up, bathed in moonlight;
He looks for his goddess to smile upon him.
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