~Ozy~
PC's Unofficial Poetry Critic
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- Age 36
- White Sword Tower
- Seen Jun 12, 2012
Welcome to the wedding of Ayame (parental issues) and Jacob. Gathered here are are closest friends within the Community to witness our union. If you have not recieved an invitation from myself or Nagoyaka Aikouka, please do not sign up.
The sun shines on a massive marble palace. The stone catches and refracts the light into a myriad of colors. As you enter, the immense size of the building swallows you. The Grand Ballroom, the center of today's events is floored in red marble. At the center, a circle is set in gold. Around it run the Roman numerals, from one to twelve. Another circle runs outside them, set in silver. At the back of the Ballroom a sweeping staircase ascends to the second floor. It is on the first landing of this staircase that the altar has been set. Colored light streams down onto it from the dome high above, a confectionary of stained glass.
Elaborate stone benches are set for the guests to sit upon and the Palace staff waits to serve today's visitors.
Name: (preferably your own, but a nickname works)
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality: (really, just be yourself)
Gift: (accepted, not required or encouraged)
(Yes, I realize there's little plot. This is basically to formalize my wedding with my one true love. *smiles* If you're invited, come on in and participate.)
The sun shines on a massive marble palace. The stone catches and refracts the light into a myriad of colors. As you enter, the immense size of the building swallows you. The Grand Ballroom, the center of today's events is floored in red marble. At the center, a circle is set in gold. Around it run the Roman numerals, from one to twelve. Another circle runs outside them, set in silver. At the back of the Ballroom a sweeping staircase ascends to the second floor. It is on the first landing of this staircase that the altar has been set. Colored light streams down onto it from the dome high above, a confectionary of stained glass.
Elaborate stone benches are set for the guests to sit upon and the Palace staff waits to serve today's visitors.
Name: (preferably your own, but a nickname works)
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality: (really, just be yourself)
Gift: (accepted, not required or encouraged)
(Yes, I realize there's little plot. This is basically to formalize my wedding with my one true love. *smiles* If you're invited, come on in and participate.)