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Sunday Community Skirmish #43 (Signups for Sunday 22nd March)
Velvet:
I'm sure we can all agree you didn't see anything. ;)
DJ Logicalia:
A man sits alone on a corroded copper bench in a busy city. His face is worn, not by time, but by living. He's waiting for something intangible, yet more real than the old metal bench he sits on or more real than anything he's known before. He puts his face in his hands to wipe the sweat from it brought on by the warm midday sun. A breeze blows down the street as people pass by with out so much as glancing at the man, but he doesn't want attention anyway. He wants what he's been waiting for. He thinks about his past and all that he hasn't known. His family is elsewhere, and he hasn't a friend in the world. These people passing him have lives and friends that he will never know. He barely knows his own life, though, how he's supposed to understand the people passing his is impossible for many reasons. Alone. For now. A man in a white coat walks past, then turns back around, and sits down next to him. He doesn't say anything, but radiates an aura that cools down whatever area in which he resides. A veritable oasis of an individual.
"Waiting too?" the man in the white coat says.
"Uh.. not really." the worn man says "I mean, I've been waiting a long time, but nothing ever shows. I have nothing to wait for."
The man in the white coat stands and says nothing. On the copper bench, he leaves a tattered piece of paper. Across the top of the paper, scrawled in some archaic font are the words
The Bard Revival Church
The man has found what he's been waiting for
The Bard Revival Church signing up for SCS #43
Assault Pig:
I came, I saw, I signed up the Centurions.
Contacts: AP, Blue.
Fynx:
Catskyders coming again.
Striking fear into their enemies!
Contact: Fynx or Kamoba
Jub Jub:
Without a fancy image, quote, or backstory:
Praetorians signing up.
Contacts are myself and LazyPandas
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