Ameria

dksdjakdjsakdsa SO. MANY. THINGS. It's awesome to see such a huge community! Thank you very much if I remember I will send you a PM asap. I am in game as Ameria Ootini (yes, jawa. That was on purpose) on Gilgamesh and I am spacey but add me anytime and say hi I will eventually remember what buttons do. Also: best sig image ever.

Lolth tlu malla! Vendui'. It's true. I have a dark elf problem as well as a pink and glitter problem, which is funny, because all my dark elves feel stabbing someone as a means to saying hello is ok and so is bbq baby. SWEET MOTHER OF TWINKLES LUKA it's perfect. S'demyx, you just jelly.

Bwuahaha. Well, we had a 'tiel before we adopted our first cat, Flora. So she's always sort of been around a bird. She's never payed him any attention as long as he's not on the floor (which we don't let him wander around on anyway.) The next cat we adopted a few years later, we had the two 'tiels, two quaker parrots and a blue crowned conure. So Isis came into our family with big giant birds. She had a mild interest in them, but a squirt bottle of water and a gentle, "Nope," to accompany it broke her out of the habit of going near the cages or the birds at all when we brought them out. When we bought the house and adopted the last two birds--budgies--(Sadly, one of the 'tiels passed away recently. Originally we had 7 birds) we repeated the process of using a squirt bottle on the kittens for any behavior we didn't like. It's humane and boy they respond quickly. So that's pretty much the trick to it in our house. We don't let our birds hang out on the ground where the cats are, and the cat's don't hang out in cages/on our shoulder so it works! Wow. A wall of text for you!

Hi Rock! Thanks so much! I will do my best to try and remember that! Heya Foxberry! Thanks for the welcome!

[align=center]Beneath the Waves[/align] So many people simply looked at the desert on the surface. They saw the half-waves of the great dunes curling like grasping hands, baked solid in unending sun. They saw the lizards that sped-walked across the great wavering snake-belly patterns the wind made in sand, as if to say hot hot too hot hot ouch hot! They saw the heat rise as gossamer on a dancer's skirt: floating, weaving, creating the illusion of water when there was never any. And then they saw the sun. The sun was watching. From morning until she became a belly red slit of anger at night (struggling against the coming of the dark, no less) it was an entirely cruel, unforgiving mistress. She had her eye on everything that moved below her and one might accidentally think that she hated it all--surely something which cooked all life out of that which was below them was filled with hate? So it was, so many people simply looked at the desert on the surface and did not see the beauty that was in this place. They did not see how, when the sun did lower, her radiant rest caused the amber sands to catch passionate fire: reds bloomed, oranges glowed, bits and beads of precious stone and glass in the sand glittered like the million stars about to come out. The plants that grew here were stronger than any other plants you could find in the whole world! They could live on just a few days of water a year, or they grew roots so unimaginable that they could find the slightest drop of water. They, too, were beautiful. The sand was an ocean that hid the treasures of everyday life. Her father did not like her to go out into the desert. He wanted her to stay in the city, stay inside. Stay safe. Get a job. Get married. Be safe. It made her sad that her father only saw her surface and did not see the beauty of his daughter, hidden beneath the sand.

Hello there! My name is Mel, I'm old, fat and geeky. I have an addiction to glitter, role play, flash fiction writing, pink and cute things--so far, that's working well for me. I am the proud mom of 4 rescued shelter cats and 6 rescued shelter birds and happily married to a giant Star Wars geek. We locate each other in large stores by Wookie calling one another. I have been told I am generally disgustingly upbeat. I am okay with this! Someday when I never grow up, I would like to be published despite my horrible lack of grammar skills. I have a much milder, but just as serious addiction to MMORPG games. You may know me from such movies game names as: Anthracite Ironbelly, Jahnya, Ssinjin, Suliss'urn, Ameria, Pinkatron and Pinkles. I have been a casual FF fan for several years, a role player but promise I will never shove my hobby in anyone's nostrils and ENJOY ALL CAPS SHENANIGANS FREQUENTLY. I apologize to anyone who hates all caps in advance. I hope to get to know all of you and enjoy this fantastic game together.