<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274</id><updated>2011-12-08T20:50:31.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistia's Little Kingdom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-4804590311382550009</id><published>2009-06-04T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:55:17.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH LOL HI.</title><content type='html'>For the people that actually read my blog, I'd like to thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will no longer be updated. In fact, Epistia won't grow any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Misericordiia, if you can read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I quit because of bitches like you who are two-faced and leech armors. Hope you enjoy your fun in Aegis! Oh, and to quote Dragonmount..... Happy leveling!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ The above is a message from the CEO of Epistia-hates-most-of-the-Orpesian-community Inc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey, she wanted to know if I quit. This is the best straightforward message I've ever written!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-4804590311382550009?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/4804590311382550009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=4804590311382550009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/4804590311382550009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/4804590311382550009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-lol-hi.html' title='OH LOL HI.'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-5832582569925822918</id><published>2009-05-02T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:16:59.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my AAAAAGH.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to sum this up as best as I can. The past few weeks have been pretty fucking weird and agonizing at the same time. I left Core because it was way too relaxed for me. I also didn't enjoy doing lower leveled raids when I'd went from Low &gt; High when I left ShakeTheHeavens and went to Aegis. I was then coaxed into joining UnTouchables, and agreed to try them out since I knew some of the members. All was fine and dandy until yesterday, when drama started in Underground Caves between Dragonmount and Arctodus; Arc having started the drama. Of course, Dragon pulled a WWFD and flamed the living hell out of Arctodus, while I sat to the side and just made friendly conversation with other campers: Roley, Karana, jenkins2, and MearnsQueen. To cut things short, Arctodus decided to accuse me of selling out Untouchables to Aegis JUST because I prefer not having friendships deterred by boundaries. Bambi left Aegis to spend some time with me, and I will most likely not be returning to UT after that incident (because apparently people don't trust me there...) and will probably be making my own clan with Bambi. Sanctuary, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-5832582569925822918?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/5832582569925822918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=5832582569925822918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/5832582569925822918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/5832582569925822918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-my-aaaaagh.html' title='In my AAAAAGH.'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-4996987240368134081</id><published>2009-04-06T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:50:30.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Crumbling Alliance &amp; In my Core</title><content type='html'>When I had quit the game, I left Aegis to fulfill a little promise I made to myself when I was only about level 55. I promised myself that I would one day get those hula hoops that people wore; Bright blue and coruscating some sort of prideful image. Oh, I'm romancing such a trivial thing. Regardless, that's what I had done, and I don't think people knew why, so it's my bad for not being able to tell everyone. I didn't want to be in Aegis to just be dead weight. 2 weeks after said (re)making of the first clan I'd ever had in the game, Sanctuary, I switched it's leadership to my alt, and waited out a 7 day clan penalty that seemed like forever. I also spent this time deciding on what to do with myself. I first went to Roley, obviously, to have the verdict on if I would be let back in. The majority vote, to my contrary hope, was no. At first it hurt, because I had no idea what the reason was. Roley didn't divulge it probably because he was confused, and didn't even bother to pay attention to the numerous problems I'd stated in clan chat. Then again, my depressed moods and huge mood swings probably made him scorn me regardless, so, it's fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)|(onslaught)|( dropped faction to take a break 'till 3.0, which left their colonies bare and undefended. They dropped also due to not being able to afk in peace, especially in places like Ancient Area, which you pay real money to access. Not too long after, we at Core made the decision to drop faction as well. It's discouraging to afk and pay money only to be pked. Rest assured, though, they will return to Republican status eventually. There were two members, who will remain unnamed, who weren't happy with Core's overall decision; One went ragequitclan, the other I'm not so sure about. Telos was disbanded last night due to 'Misericordiia quitting to take life off the backburner.' Though, according to friends and their information on the situation, I believe that was not the only reason, or the true reason for that matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balbanies quit today. The only person I could only truly call a best friend. It sort of hurts, but he didn't say he was quitting outright just yet. It's like a hiatus; Gone fishing (for 3.0) in this case. He left me with his most prized possession: The first Ice Gate dagger to ever be claimed in Orpesia. I understand how he felt when I had made him take my bishop. It's a bittersweet feeling; You feel honored to receive something from a person, but at the same time, you wish you didn't have to--- That if you didn't, maybe the person would stay. The feelings neither outweigh nor drown eachother out. I sure as hell know I felt that way. Bambi (Balbanies) went off and I drowned away my sadness by killing people with said Crystalin Dagger. Took a shower, then relaxed. I feel better now, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's CW was pretty intense. It was my first CW in Core (Though definitely not my first in general; Aegis made many of those experiences beforehand,) and we were up to claiming one of )|(onslaught)|('s colonies. Of course the other Republican clan, Exalted, decide to try and snatch it, but in the end they didn't win it. During that time, though, I was tanking 10 people and I have to say, I really appreciate fighters now. My ele still can't completely survive every single attack thrown at her, but that's a given. It always will be. No matter if you have a +7 Elite Le Rouge with 3 dr and a shitload of defense, she will still be a glass cannon. Just not as much of one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of armor, I've been contemplating on what to do with my ele le rouge. I don't know if I should +7 it or not, but with the fact that Core does NOT do Raids that drop le rouges, it seems like I should. I also have been looking to exchange my musk le rouge for a fighter one, but Roley said no, UnTouchables is silent on the idea, and I haven't gone to Elysium with it. I doubt they'd agree. With the ensuing chaos that will be Colony Wars, I will need all the strength I can. With that, I turn back my attention to Colony War. People predict this next CW will be insane. Aegis is sort of idle right now, and Elysium doesn't seem to be doing too well. As far as I know Aegis will be fine for now, but Elysium I cannot be certain of. I will continue to support Core while I'm in this clan, so I'm hoping to claim one of Telos' colonies for Core. Sadly, I will not be on this CW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still been trying to chip my 92e Aquila, and so far I have gotten almost everything but DR. I've kept the current mod (9 Block) on there, because it has helped a lot in Defender. I'm experting Kasugah Epistia, because I sold Shiseki Epistia to a very good friend of mine, H3llBurner. He even named her after me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be making another post soon of just random screenshots. Some of epic proportions, others of epic lulz. Thank you for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-4996987240368134081?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/4996987240368134081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=4996987240368134081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/4996987240368134081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/4996987240368134081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-my-crumbling-alliance-in-my-core.html' title='In my Crumbling Alliance &amp; In my Core'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-6013584191158600725</id><published>2009-03-04T04:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:47:47.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Guess this is the end of the line. I've already quit, and I've been without the game long enough where I don't think I'll be tempted into coming back, and if I do in the future, it won't be for awhile. I'd like to thank the (very little...?) people that read my blog. It means a lot even if you just skim to see the pretty layout, haha. x_x;; If anyone wants to leave me a comment, the 'Viva La Vida' section contains a chatbox. I'd be humbled if you'd do me such an honor to leave me messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said to everyone else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun, Pioneers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I decide to post some screens. They're some of the better memories of my time in Aegis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/10.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/11.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/12.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/13.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/15.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/14.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/16.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/17.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/18.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/19.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/8.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/7.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/6.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/5.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/4.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/3.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/23.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/22.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/21.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=99daef57-aa6d-4554-8267-f9e2a79216f0" class="zemanta-pixie-img" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-6013584191158600725?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/6013584191158600725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=6013584191158600725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/6013584191158600725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/6013584191158600725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-my-end.html' title='In my End'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk231/NatielAudley/Screenshots/th_1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-1195258102059879416</id><published>2009-02-24T15:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:21:19.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my debates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I'm honestly getting tired of certain people (not mentioning names) not only starting &lt;b&gt;rumors &lt;/b&gt;about Aegis, but also deciding that a debate and conversation must completely consist of malicious approaches, ignorant thinking, and just plain ol' clan bashing. Mind you, all of this JUST happened, so I'm sort of going on spur of the moment rushes of emotion. I think everyone's just pissed off as per usual about the whole 'Republican Turnover' in general. It's just a name, people. If you have such a problem with it, WORK ON YOUR GEARS. You may not be able to outdps us NOW, but I'm sure a clan with as many members as Maelstrom has, if you worked on your damn gears for your dps teams maybe there would be no problems. Maybe if you stopped leveling alts to vet, maybe you could expert your mains! Doesn't that sound like the best idea ever? Man, I'm a genius.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Right now, I'm actually listening to a song I used to hate, until I sort of realized it's like my 'life story' in a way. I've lost a lot of friends, starting with my dad. It was really bad, especially with all the things I never got to tell him. I didn't even get to say goodbye to him.  Eh, I'm getting teary again. I'm just hoping I won't have to experience that pain again, but life isn't eternal. Okay, okay, enough of that....&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Uhm, I haven't had much of an update lately. I experted Kaden, so I've got my first expert fighter. I sold off Mitsuhide. That's about it. Oh, and I made a 92e shield and blunt, haha. =^=;; More crap to chip.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=ab11574d-5ad0-405c-b2e0-f9dccb4b9dc0' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-1195258102059879416?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/1195258102059879416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=1195258102059879416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1195258102059879416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1195258102059879416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-debates.html' title='In my debates'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-159112049313136711</id><published>2009-02-13T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:05:04.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it pretty much hit the bulls-eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://einschwer.mypersonality.info/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/13/131338.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-159112049313136711?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/159112049313136711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=159112049313136711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/159112049313136711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/159112049313136711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-personality.html' title='In my Personality'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-6242142145512797915</id><published>2009-02-13T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:28:23.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*RP Entry: Shiseki &amp; Valentine's Day*</title><content type='html'>February 13th, 1654 CE ---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's pretty cold still, despite the spring winds starting to peek out. I met that vile woman again, Exodus, whom insists that she will have Ragnarok's heart for the day of Saint Valentine. Though I know she will fail, I am writing here to record my embarrassing, love-charmed words. My pen is hitting the paper now, as you are reading, but... I'm so terribly bashful when it comes to this stuff, I admit. I was never a romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"We'd met so casually, You and I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;beneath the shade of leaves and evergreen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;At first, we'd just been exchanging pleasantries,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;but soon I found much more empathy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled the first time we'd met in Vegas Javier, home of the terrifying Griffon, that laid waste to many a pioneer. The greenery was particularly nice that day, but the monsters...not so much. Of course, I'd been followed by a huge train of them, I turned to fire, and shots not of my own rang out, striking the fiends in the head. I looked over with furrowed brows, only for my eyes to widen in awe. A short, brunette male stood, smirking slightly behind purple-tinted sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your aim is flawless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd said to him, and from then it was just friendly talk. It also had a bit of.... flattery. All I remember besides that was Exodus standing behind him, along with another woman, though the other woman was completely unaffected by my presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"I was born a killer, as were you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;but your presence makes me feel...born anew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I take a moment every day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;just to have thoughts of you cross my way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the urge to lay the pen down, after writing those words 'born a killer.' You could say it is pretty much true. I did not grow up with 'normal' parents. I don't even know who my real parents are. I was founded by a member of the Ferruccio Exploration Team, that had been passing through Ustiur those years ago. When the Ferrucio Team had dissappeared, I had to learn to survive on my own. Of course, at first, I wasn't wielding guns like some sort of desperado. I started out with hand-crafted weapons, and soon moved up to novice 'pioneering.' Gathering mineral and ores were not the most fun, I admit, but soon I'd been able to purchase a gun of my own. Ever since then, it's been an extension of myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure entirely of Ragnarok's history...but I do know he was some sort of assassin. It pretty much explains his marksmanship, and his...quiet presence. He does have times where he's completely out of the mysterious type, though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm blushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Though there's a vile woman, filled with envy and rage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;who tries to kill me everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;She says 'I'm not meant for you in any way,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and soon thoughts of me would just fade away..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Exodus, the Envious Elementalist. She's a vile one, definitely. She scorns me whenever I come around, and insists on stealing Ragnarok away from me. Obviously, she's in love with him, and is only angry with me because Ragnarok cannot requite her love. I would compare her to that of a witch, but she is outwardly way too innocent-looking to be called such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"In perilous situations, we fight side-by-side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A gun in each hand, and a twinkle in each eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Our enemies go down, one by one, and when we're done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we blow the smoke from our guns."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen Ragnarok much lately, but I can only recall all the times we'd fought by eachother's sides; Even made it some sort of sick competition at times to see who could kill fastest. He is cunning alright, and I learn from him every time we meet. But the best memory I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"At the end of the day, we lay together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and I think I finally know..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've closed my eyes to keep from tearing happily, while I write the rest of this poem. My hand is sort of shaking, so pardon if my strokes seem...childish. I think I've composed myself now, though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"We'll always be 'we', forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day, Pioneers. &lt;/span&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-6242142145512797915?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/6242142145512797915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=6242142145512797915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/6242142145512797915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/6242142145512797915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/rp-entry-shiseki-valentines-day.html' title='*RP Entry: Shiseki &amp; Valentine&apos;s Day*'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-7370315440608775765</id><published>2009-02-10T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:42:06.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*RP Entry 1: Nunez*</title><content type='html'>January 8th, 1654 C.E ------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month since I've settled in the New World. Her majesty, my mentor, my Queen, was ingenious in executing the Reconquista Policy for this new land. My father sent me a letter after finding out about my runaway. He says that he is very angered by my decision, and is ordering me to come home. I refused in a responding letter, signing my name with a hint of sarcasm in my strokes for 'Dear Father,' and 'Sincerely.'. I am sure my mother is fairly worried about my well-being, but I informed her all is going well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited my first scene after exiting the Pinta; Coimbra. It's a beautiful area by the sea. Though, I have to say... some of it's locals aren't as refreshing. I met Mr. Nunez that day. He hadn't seen me in the crowds when I first arrived, so it peaked his interest when he saw me roaming curiously through his town. At first he seemed like a very stern gentleman. Portly, scruffy, even. Much to the contrary, he soon then offered me a treat of sorts; 'A gift to a pretty lady,' he says. I took the gift with me as I walked. It was some sort of odd Tofu dish that looked not too appetizing. Of course, I didn't know this until I bit into it, spitting it on to the tiled pathways with a disgusted face. That was, until I saw another young gentleman doing the same. He had spiky, brown hair, and was clad in odd clothes. I stepped forward to check if he was alright, but it seemed Nunez had got to him as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone can be a winner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-7370315440608775765?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/7370315440608775765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=7370315440608775765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/7370315440608775765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/7370315440608775765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/rp-entry-1-nunez.html' title='*RP Entry 1: Nunez*'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-4298720466558693759</id><published>2009-02-09T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:25:30.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Roleplaying...</title><content type='html'>I just reminisced on the original point of my blog after looking at Begari's first post on his. This blog was originally going to be made to track my Elementalist's experiences in the New World, therefore, a roleplaying blog. Now, I never intended it to just be about OOC comments regarding Orpesia's drama, my progress, or my real life, but in a strange twist of ill-fate, I had lost the eight paragraphs of my Elementalist's history I had written out. I was too lazy to rewrite it, so I resorted to a blog of OOC comments. But I do intend to go ahead and do some posts every once in awhile so that people who do actually read this blog, can get a feel of what I see my characters 'as,' who they 'are,' and what they 'think.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-4298720466558693759?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/4298720466558693759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=4298720466558693759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/4298720466558693759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/4298720466558693759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-roleplaying.html' title='In my Roleplaying...'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-1341543412507589512</id><published>2009-02-04T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:24:01.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Computer Troubles</title><content type='html'>Had to reformat the computer with Sword on it. Hopefully the problem I am having will be fixed tommorow. Until then, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-1341543412507589512?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/1341543412507589512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=1341543412507589512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1341543412507589512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1341543412507589512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-computer-troubles.html' title='In my Computer Troubles'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-65543343066582642</id><published>2009-02-04T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:28:13.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my D'Amor....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a call for PVP in La Tierra D'Amor at 10 am this morning, and it was just some veteran, apparently Dragonmount, the leader of Fatal, had disappeared when we got there. Bosun had arrived, *cough* before H3llBurner and I, so he wound up killing the only other red in La Tierra at the time. Out of boredom, and H3ll's pure adorability, we did poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little history behind the screenshots, and the overall meaning of La Tierra D'Amor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Tierra D'Amor is actually a mistranslation.  The original name is 'La Tierra De Amor,' meaning 'The land of Love.' It's pretty ironic, considering the fact that it is a pvp zone 24/7. I guess it brings meaning to 'All's fair in Love and War.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need to implement an option to remove the clan and squad icons at will. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i43.tinypic.com/121wx91.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/121wx91.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i40.tinypic.com/260tkyv.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 325px;" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/260tkyv.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-65543343066582642?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/65543343066582642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=65543343066582642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/65543343066582642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/65543343066582642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-damor.html' title='In my D&apos;Amor....'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/121wx91_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-8724933466599922448</id><published>2009-02-03T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:33:05.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Ancient Area, In my Pandora, In my Re Noir Pt. II</title><content type='html'>I brought Mitsuhide and Kaden into Ancient Area. Mitsuhide was leveled back to Veteran, and Kaden is going through that process currently. As soon as Kaden is done, the soloing to Expert will begin. In honesty, AA isn't as bad as it was any more. I think after doing it three times I'm just sort of used to it. Then again, I'm using my blog, my schooling, and my music as a distraction from the evil. I love having two computers, in all honesty. Though, my internet sucks and I will probably be slowed down in AA by random disconnects, and will probably lose my spot 80% of the time. The fact I have to solo two musks alone seems sort of fun, though, hm? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandora Radio has to have been one of the best ideas on the planet. Ever. It's the best way to get into not-so-well known artists, and you can pick your own genre, or pick artists that match a specific one you already like. I'm currently listening to a playlist based off of "Pocketful of Sunshine" by Natasha Bedingfield, and I have to say the music has lifted my spirits. I feel a lot better now that I've slept as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I received a Musketeer Re Noir. I now have my mains clad in red and orange (woo! they all match!) but that isn't really the best thing, since... It means more expenses. And sadly, the enchant lady did NOT scream on the first chip this time, but I haven't bought more than 20 so that's good so far. It's very beautiful though, and I'm sure Shiseki loves it. My second musk, Kasugah, is now borrowing her Elite Dragon Coat for AA. Of course, he might have to give it back in occassions, since it's DR'd and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-8724933466599922448?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/8724933466599922448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=8724933466599922448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/8724933466599922448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/8724933466599922448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-ancient-area-in-my-pandora-in-my.html' title='In my Ancient Area, In my Pandora, In my Re Noir Pt. II'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-3319446556091366604</id><published>2009-02-02T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:36:43.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Friendships</title><content type='html'>Today wasn't the greatest day of my Sword career. A good friend of mine, a fellow artist, and an ex-clannie, officially quit the game today. She was the one who actually got me to get back to drawing, haha. She was known very well on the forums for her beautiful commissions. Juju, you'll be missed, I'm sure. She left her belongings on the account to me, so thanks to her, I have my first ever vet fighter. I named said fighter the same, to keep her spirit there, I guess. It was the first time I actually looked back on ShakeTheHeavens. All the good times, and all the bad. I would get into detail, but I'd rather not stir up any worse feelings than what's left already, in case my friends are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newest additions to the Epistia Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaden Epistia (Male Vet Fighter)&lt;br /&gt;Mitsuhide Epistia (Male Vet Musk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, that's about the sum of my day. I've been really tired and irritable. I should go lay down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-3319446556091366604?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/3319446556091366604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=3319446556091366604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/3319446556091366604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/3319446556091366604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-friendships.html' title='In my Friendships'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-1675019463662161184</id><published>2009-02-01T23:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:19:50.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Re Noir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night, I was presented with an offer by a clan mate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you like to trade your ELV for my LR? I can't keep spending money on it like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the jist of the offer. It had not been +6'd or DR'd yet, so I was very iffy on the offer. Though, after 3 tries I +6'd it. This morning I spent my last 4m to buy one chip. Just one, in hopes that maybe the enchant lady would bless me. Anything was better than Ice Res.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The enchant lady screamed. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/f4qjq1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not only did I wind up, miraculously, getting the better end of the bargain, but I finally got an ele re noir. I'm a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/20zz8k9.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Ellvine is a pervert, and sucks at kiting Golden Bat. :) and he's in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-1675019463662161184?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/1675019463662161184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=1675019463662161184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1675019463662161184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1675019463662161184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-re-noir.html' title='In my Re Noir'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/f4qjq1_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-6544217614893992428</id><published>2009-01-31T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:27:24.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Battle Ring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i42.tinypic.com/316875t.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px" alt="" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/316875t.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes you wonder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Are the things I do really smart?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I learned today that not all of my ideas are smart. I have my moments though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despite going into Battle Ring with just my ele despite past horrid experiences (Ones involving a very, very angry level 128 Swamp Angler...) had been not that bad an experience. Because, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i41.tinypic.com/30m98is.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 48px" alt="" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/30m98is.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://th49.photobucket.com/albums/f257/KevinMartin997/4chan%20and%20other%20crap/th_smile.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://th49.photobucket.com/albums/f257/KevinMartin997/4chan%20and%20other%20crap/th_smile.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S: I saw Golden Bat for the first time after Experting. :3 It's so &lt;em&gt;cyoot*&lt;/em&gt;. I missed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* = No, It's ass ugly but I missed owning him nonetheless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-6544217614893992428?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/6544217614893992428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=6544217614893992428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/6544217614893992428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/6544217614893992428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-you-wonder-are-things-i-do.html' title='In my Battle Ring!'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/316875t_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-6046235055417805422</id><published>2009-01-30T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:48:01.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my 'HAAAIIII'</title><content type='html'>Ellvine will not stop playing Kirby's stupid greeting on vent. So this is my post about him. And that stupid Kirby, my god, I should have never brought it up. Also, on a side note, I haven't soloed a Golden Bat in a long time.... I should go ahead and try some time. Wouldn't hurt to reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tl;dr : Ellvine sucks, and I miss Golden Bat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-6046235055417805422?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/6046235055417805422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=6046235055417805422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/6046235055417805422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/6046235055417805422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-my-haaaiiii.html' title='In my &apos;HAAAIIII&apos;'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-1059431314161166490</id><published>2009-01-30T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:47:20.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Guide</title><content type='html'>I finally got ahold of 'Najib' to get the final screenshot I needed for my Lightning Gate Guide. He'd gone missing on Fire Isle for awhile *cough* but he popped out of nowhere and I pulled him to Auch. So yes, the Lightning Gate Guide (Located here: &lt;a href="http://forum.swordofthenewworld.com/index.php?s=b3e47112eb68cc2736e2c36a3c6eb713&amp;amp;showtopic=32370&amp;amp;st=0"&gt;Epistia's Lightning Gate Weapon's Guide&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for real life, I'm just sort of trying to get myself fixed up priority-wise. The game has been way too absorbed into my life, and I have to fix this problem. First step is fixing my sleep schedule. I went to bed four hours earlier yesterday, so let's hope today I go to bed four hours earlier than that. Sounds good in my mind, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, (*Shameless Advertising*) Go check out the guide. It has pretty pictures. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-1059431314161166490?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/1059431314161166490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=1059431314161166490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1059431314161166490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1059431314161166490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-my-guide.html' title='In my Guide'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-8048427933986328057</id><published>2009-01-30T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:46:40.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/2igex49.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 422px" alt="" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2igex49.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After 8 failed attempts to +7, I finally got it at around 5am last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right, I stayed up to upgrade weapons on an online game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Final Stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i44.tinypic.com/jaz7k9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/jaz7k9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-8048427933986328057?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/8048427933986328057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=8048427933986328057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/8048427933986328057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/8048427933986328057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-my-success.html' title='In my Success'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/2igex49_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727127950390723274.post-1937673373271774886</id><published>2009-01-22T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:11:57.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'the one about the hate' &amp; In my life...</title><content type='html'>This is actually a reply to someone else's post on their blog. (Check her out at: &lt;a href="http://misericordiia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Have Mercy.&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one particular part of that post I'd like to show, just because it's pretty amusing how immature people in the game can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"From McGeezers : ,,i,,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From McGeezers : oops mistell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To McGeezers : real mature. aren't you like twice as old as me? grow up."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the contents of a screenshot of a PM Misericordiia received from a McGeezers, leader of Pantheon Clan, when and after we took Pantheon's colony at last Saturday's CW. It was a not-so-careful decision (in my opinion) on Roley's part when he decided such, and didn't inform them that day before the wars began. Regardless, Fatal and Pantheon lost colonies that day. Within not even a few minutes, we already had trash talking, flaming, and QQing in broads. I feel sorry for Mise, honestly, because I think she got the most of it over these few days. McGeezers is a married man, an adult, AND is supposed to be someone civil, and now he pulls this shit. It's alright, though. Instead of fussing over a colony, he could be working on some sort of strategy to take one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow bribed a clannie of mine to actually trade me for one of his Vet musks. Now mind you, he loves his Family Level more than anything in the world (except maybe Boots...) and I think the fact he was lacking sleep for over 24 hours (Griff hunting hurts...) was clouding his usual mindset. Oh well, in the end, I came out with a beautiful male musk~ (Mmmmyes.) and I even named him after said clannie. =u=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i39.tinypic.com/e02uz7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 344px" alt="" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/e02uz7.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to Kasugah Epistia. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727127950390723274-1937673373271774886?l=epistia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/feeds/1937673373271774886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727127950390723274&amp;postID=1937673373271774886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1937673373271774886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727127950390723274/posts/default/1937673373271774886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epistia.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-about-hate-in-my-life.html' title='&apos;the one about the hate&apos; &amp; In my life...'/><author><name>Epistia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12366440770502768971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHAE827qOJw/SMwLyh9FtDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E4c2i3j5Uoo/S220/merabelle.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/e02uz7_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
