Hola was too busy laughing to notice the incomer untill she had come up behind me, giving me a shock. She looked wet- very, and a bit angary for some reason. Hola's two extra arms shrunck, grusemly back into the top half of her arms leaving only her arms, when she noticed the newcommer.

"Lol, just very lol Ara!" Hola said before turning to the new person. "Who are you? And how come you have two swords across your back, isn't one enough?"

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Welcome to the hideout for misfit characters. Otherwise known as The Hideout. I hope you will enjoy your stay here, and please don't leave without saying 'goodbye'!

I haven't a clue what is going on. Until somebody informs me, this will remain as it is. (A space where there would otherwise be a synopsis).


Rules and Guidelines
1. This is a house in the middle of nowhere. It can only be reached on foot or by magic.
2. Do not write from another characters point of view without their permission; do not kill off their character without discussing it with them.
3. Please read previous chapters and do not interfere with the personality that has been given to other characters before your chapter, and do not change individual plots if other people are working on them.
4. It's quite hard to leave this house - you'll see that soon.
5. Please don't use any 'mature' content, and please don't use swear-words or other not-so-pleasant content.
6. Thanks, and have fun!

Most importantly, have fun, be safe, and don't give out your real name or address!

Yours,
Delorfinde Mairim Telcontar

updated Mar 25 '10 by delorfinde