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Thread: Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven)

Harry ended up smoking three cigarettes before he even realized he was still smoking, the action had become so automatic At some point it did occur to him that they had never gotten around to the paperwork they were supposed to do, but he couldn't bring himself to be dissappointed this was partly due to the fact he fucking hated paperwork, but also because, right then, he wasn't sure how comfortable being in the same room would be for either of them. He stood on the balcony and tried not to think for a while, which worked up until the point his brain helpfully supplied precisely where Harmony's condo would be in the city, and he proceeded to stare mournfully at the very distant gathering of lights and buildings until he finally accepted that it was probably pointless and a little unhealthy. By the time he dragged himself back inside, one a.m. had rolled around - even though there had once been a time where he would have still been wandering the city long past three in the morning, he buried himself face-first into his pillows and fell into his usual restless sleep anyways. Ultimately, Harry slept the way he lived holding still just wasn't an option. And when the sun rose at an ungodly hour, Harry did as well he didn't need to be at Inglewood Park until three, but some guilty part of him wanted to get out of the condo before Perry was awake. Ultimately, a long history of theft had given Harry the skills he needed to be exceedingly quiet when neccessary the front door didn't even make a sound when he slipped out, immediately sticking a cigarette into his mouth before jamming his hands in the pockets of his hoodie and hoofing it down the street.
Thread: Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven)

By the coming morning, Perry was all but well rested and nothing seemed to bother him. The sun shined under the crack of his door like a love letter, slipping in with such ease that he was almost thankful that he was awake just a bit before it to see the beauty of something so simple. It was like a perfect morning, and he couldnt tell why it was like that. Instead of questioning it, he got up and moved to adjust his morning wood. Sometimes it was there because he needed to take a piss, but other times, it was just there because of some erotic dream he had the night before. This time, it was obviously because he had had a good dream. Too bad he couldnt remember what it was. Sleepily, he went into the bathroom and took care of himself, leaning against the wall with a hand while the other stroked himself. A quickie with his hand and aimed at the bathroom allowed him to flush and clean up without a hassle. A quick hand wash, hair brush, and then gel to slick his hair back it was all routine, really. So in a few minutes, he was out of the bathroom looking all for the world like Perry van Shrike, private detective, again. In silk pajamas. All was going well for him this morning, as he walked into the kitchen. So of course all had to go wrong when he spotted the small smudge of what seemed to be residue from ashes on the ground. Maybe a smear from Harrys shoe the previous night, as the other male had smoked quite a few sticks out on the balcony. At least, thats what it looked like with a peek out there to see the ashtray filled with crap. . . . of course Harry had to ruin his morning. Even when the fucker wasnt here. When the fucker wasnt here? Fuck. he nearly hissed, shaking his head as he realized that Harry probably used this chance to go do something stupid. Getting a quick peek out of the window confirmed that his car was still in the parking lot and in one piece, Parry sighed in relief. At least he didnt take the car he confirmed to himself, before getting breakfast with a calm mind. Harry would be fine. At least, he hoped so. If Harry came back with less than nine and a half, then hed be worried. Until then, hed let the world fuck with Harry. So for most of the morning, he made to do the paperwork that he should have done, did the calls that he should have called, and then met with a client or two that he said he was going to do. The party wasnt until much later in the evening, so he had time to find the fuckhead they both had to be there for professionalism purposes, since it was being hosted by a past client. When four in the afternoon came around, he found himself back at home, getting ready for the party and ticked that he still hadnt found Harry. Picking up his phone, he pushed the second speed-dial and waited with a scowl on his features for Harry to pick up the goddamn phone.
Thread: Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven)

405 P.M. Choking up water, Harry clamored up out of the fountain ignoring the blood streaking from his forehead, he reached unsteadily for his jacket and fumbled for his cellphone. Caller Van Shrike Harry looked up at the sky, then back to the phone he answered I've gone ahead and hit myself upside the back of the head for you already. he said, adding, I'm sorry I answered your phone yesterday - by the way. Any idea who wants you dead?
Thread: Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven)

. . . . . . What the fuck did you do? Are you all right? Where the hell are you? FUCK, Harry, are you hurt?! He wanted to ask all that, but it didnt come out. Instead, he just stared at the blank white walls, wondering exactly why he decided to keep the walls white. It wasnt a good idea, since he knew that white was a bitch to tend to. Like Harry was a bitch to tend to. The other male was trouble after trouble, scraping on his nerves and grinding on his last nerve by the end of the day as if it was the fuckups only job. Like he paid Harry to cut years off of his life. Like he took the bullet for Harry. You answered my fucking phone? he asked, voice dark and anger laced through each word. He was angered at the fact that Harry answered his phone. He was mad that he was right. And worse of all, he was angry at himself for leaving the phone in the car in the first place. Perry, no matter how much he tried to deny it, had a deep and fond affection for his friend. Like an annoying puppy that he just hated to take care of, he loved to hate Harry as much as he Hated to love him. If Harry had talked to him at any point during his musing and revelation, then he hadnt heard. Instead, he only felt shaken that he felt scared him, fucking Perry van Shrike scared that he was admitting some dark and sick feeling. Sick because this was his straight friend. Well, straight for now. Unless Harry did something stupid and got himself killed. Never mind, he said to cut anything else from coming, both from Harry and himself. Where are you? Ill come and get you. We need to fuck, we need to get to the fucking party, you dipshit. What in pluperfect hell were you thinking?! Picking up my phone and going to meet someone that called for me . Is your name Perry van Shrike? Are you Gay Perry ?! I dont think so! he continued to rant now, his nerves fried and his eyebrows pinched in a frown. Swearing and bitching god, he was bitching ! all the way to the car, he nearly wrecked something with the rage he was driving to get to where Harry was.
Thread: Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven)

Sitting on the edge of the fountain, Harry held the phone near his dripping face until he realized a family of four had stopped nearby and were currently watching him with a mix of fascination and worry, as though wondering if he was maybe a street performer or part of the Christmas celebrations that were currently overtaking most of the park. He stood and began to head away from the fountain, the angel statue at the centre of it blotted with blood across its robes as he walked, he held the phone near thigh-height while Perry ranted, alternating between tiredly rubbing the filthy water out of his eyes and wringing it out of his shirt. When he finally brought the phone up again, Perry was still raging. Inglewood. Harry said, once Perry stopped for air, I'm at Inglewood. Um. Near the fountain - I was near the fountain. I'm near Commercial Street now, just at the edge of the park. Please don't run me over.
Thread: Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven)

Running over Harry was definitely a good option at the moment. It would at least make him feel better. But Perry knew that the good feeling would be a fleeting sensation for all but a few minutes, before he would miss the fuckup. God, how fucked up was that, that he would miss Harry of all people? He was really a masochist, he just knew it. So in a few short minutes, he was turning down Commercial Street, nearly running every car and one out of the way until he spotted the beat-up figure in cheap and old clothes, half dead. Must be the fuckhead he mentally confirmed, nearly running Harry over before swerving a bit and then stopping in front of him. The car doors were unlocked, his hands firmly gripping his steering wheel, and Perry continued to face forward, glaring at Harrys figure before him. Get. In. The. Fucking. Car. he mouthed, anger clearly written all over his face. Harry was lucky that Perry had slammed on the emergency breaks rather than just the breaks at the moment, because his right foot had the itching feeling to just floor it and run over the dumbass. Only after Harry would climb in and he would get in the car, because Perry fucking said so did the sandy blonde finally break his silence. What the fuck were you thinking ?! And oh fuck no Harry was bleeding. On. His. Leather. Seats. Someone was going to die.
Thread: Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven)

Harry wasn't particularly surprised to see Perry's BMW speeding down Commercial Street like Sarah Palin was on his tail despite knowing he was running a high risk of being run over, Harry didn't bother to move aside chewing on his cheek, he eyed Perry through the windshield and watched him very clearly mouth that he should get in the fucking car. He briefly considered warning Perry that he was, in fact, completely soaked since he knew exactly how Van Shrike felt about anything dripping on his upholstery, but he decided it probably wasn't a good time to remind him of his own finicky rules. Instead, he climbed unsteadily into the car and stared out the windshield blood ran in rivulets from two parallel gashes on his forehead but he didn't seem to notice, Someone wants you dead. Harry repeated, rolling his head to the side so he could look at Perry, apparently utterly oblivious to the man's rage.
Thread: Sorceress Picture

Ok, so even though this is a Work In Progress, I thought, oh fuck it, I'm gonna post it anyways... Soon, when I hopefully finish shading this picture, I'll post it in the Roleplay Request section as a picture prompt. I have a very, very loose idea of what I want to do with this character, but seeing as I have yet to name her and figure out a back story for her, she'll just sit here and hopefully get a bunch of lovely comments from all of you! 3
Thread: Sorceress Picture

That's awesome, Kiki! Do you do requestscommissions?
Thread: Sorceress Picture

lol, I could, but trust me, you don't want me to XDDD My muse tends to have worse mood swings than a pregnant on a period Yes, I know it's impossible, but indulge me... Let me put it this way... My friend IRL is still waiting for her birthday present from four years ago XDDD I tend to be able to only draw what I feel like, when I feel like, and that's not always either XDD
Thread: Sorceress Picture

That's too bad! I like your style
Thread: Sorceress Picture

I have to admit that I am intrigued by the design and especially love the shading. Can't wait to see a finished product.
Thread: space and its people (ooc open)

namejenny walker raceno records of her race appearanceshe has short cut brown hair and two separate colored eyes she appears 17 . she has a scar running over her left eye witch is green. she wears a black full body suite with armor and helmet that is attaches to her body and has a living thought process and attachment to her. racial traitsshe has purple streaks in her brown hair and her hair has a feather like quality she has a set of black bird wings that are normally hidden against her back or drawn in . techhighly advanced though most sponsored by and unknown race bioshe is an assassin sent to kill Julia not much is known currently. Rankassassin
Thread: space and its people (ooc open)

nameFrost raceBipedal Wolf appearancestands about 5'10, his pelt is blue, he is toned, but not so much well muscled. his iriss are are a deep sea blue racial traits his race has better hearing and smell than most, the race had bought there way into space, buy trading for the tech to built and improve it them selfs tech high up there, they have some very well built EMP tech bio He is Blaze's twin brother. He fights for his worlds goverment without second thought, implusive and detremined to prove his worth to his brother as a senior officer, rather than just the little brother. Very computer smart, knows his way around most systems like there was no tomorrow RankCo-Captain of the 'Chaotic Bounty' nameBlaze raceBipedal wolf appearancestands about 5'10, his pelt is red, he is well built, he looks like he could bench press a car, his iriss are a red almost like the fires of hell racial traits his race has better hearing and smell than most, the race had bought there way into space, buy trading for the tech to built and improve it them selfs techhigh up there, they have some very well built EMP tech bio He is Frosts twin brother. He questions almost every order that comes there way. not as implusive as his brother though just as detremined when he has his sights set on something. More a common sense kind of guy, brute force solves most things in his book. RankCo-captain nameNicky raceJarg appearanceHuman in apperance the only thing that seperates her from humans, is the cherry red of her races hair, and the yellow eyes. she stands about 5'7 her chest is about medium in size racial traits Telepathy and a host of pysic talents tech Her race is famous for a gas that depending on the color, will do different things, when purple i provides energy bio She is the twins lover, she is a scientist first and formost. In quizitive and intellegent, she heads the ways in the civilian tech Rank Cheif Med. officerScientist
Thread: space and its people (ooc open)

Jenny origin dream sequence jenny stood a smile on her face no scar visible .the breeze ran threw her feather like hair as she stood not far from the edge of a cliff thousands of feet above the ground below,and yet she was completely at peace no fear in her young mind.she looked up as a young man a little taller than her smiled and spoke to her reassuringly his raven hair stuck up seeming to move in several feathers as if he were excited.jenny stepped forward as he offered his hand and she took it .together they ran and leapt from there edge the air current seeming to let them hover before they plummeted down towards the ground. and then as the ground came close they released each other and there wings unfurled. jennys raven black like his hair his a copper brown with silver flecks .he lifted up and she fallowed so close to each other her body brushing his as they parted and flew side by side. there wing tips touching in an intament way.before he left her once more wishing to show off as most males always did plummeting before coming up from the dive and flashing past her higher and higher before suddenly he was gone.she was confused were had he gone there weren't enough clouds to hide easily .then suddenly it happened a coldness in the air a spot appeared as she searched for him and them he plummeted faster than he should be past her . her eyes barley caught a glimpse of him but the blood droplets came just after him one of his wings torn the other missing.she was in shock acting without thought she dove after him her wings angled against her back letting her jet down and catch up her hands inches from his broken body his screams audible now.Suddenly a pain filled her wings as she brought them to slow there descent as she reached for him it felt like talons she shrieked and watched as she was pulled away skyward.and he fell hitting trees and there branches before the ground came to fade into just green nothing distinct it was becoming hard to breath . and a tail scale covered came into view rapping around her throat cutting off the screams she no longer heard coming from herself.She struggled with all her might feeling something sharp rake across her face blood blinding her everything went white top fast to understand. .......She stumbled into her home bleeding red her mind just now catching up .blood.......blood was every were on the floor in front of her her throat ripped out lay her mother.she was silent shocked confused . sh stumbled past the body into the nursery pieces .. that was all pieces !!!!! the next room was just as bad her young brother his beautiful white feathers scattered ripped torn a peacemaker dead .she heard it the laughter as she sit on her knees tears streaming down her face pain grief all there as a shadow filled the door and then nothing.
Thread: My first shot at non-erotic writing <3

It was quiet, too quiet. The frozen woods were usually buzzing with wildlife but tonight there was no sound at all. City folk didnt venture deeply into the woods often, but it seemed the young woman running for her life was an exception. She wouldnt get far, it had been a foolish idea not discarding the extravagant finery that was common among the nobles. Her hair was whipping about in the frozen air as she ran. Not far behind, a cloaked figure was gliding easily through the snow, small feet landing in the deep impressions the womans feet left. She knew who her pursuer was, she knew why he was after her, and she knew, there was nothing she could do to stop it. Tonight, she was going to die. It only took a mere moment to happen. The cloaked figures arm snapped up as a resounding Boom shattered the silence. It was almost as though an invisible missile had been fired at the woman, as the snow parted quickly in a trail heading straight for her. Her body went rigid before it was sent flying, only stopping after she smashed into one of the large white trees. Blood was running from her ears and out of the corners of her lips, but she would not die, not yet. Sophie Teryn, you have been charged with the crime of treason. How do you plead? A hollow, almost mechanical voice asked the crumpled heap of a woman. She couldnt hear it, and even if she could, the blast had destroyed her vocal cords and eardrums. Failure to respond, subject is guilty by default. I hereby sentence you, to death by public execution. And with that, the figure grabbed her by the wrist with a thin, black, almost skeletal looking hand and flung her over his shoulder as though she were a sack. Then as soon as it had begun, it was over. It wasnt until the next morning when they found her. She had been strung up from the fingers of large statue of the king, thin cord wrapped around her arms, legs, and head like a marionette. Her throat had been slashed open so the blood would flow freely down her body into the clean white snow. Though, the blood spelled something. Traitor. The Kings puppetmen, legal assassins acting in the name of the King, had struck again.
Thread: My first shot at non-erotic writing <3

It's a nice read, though, I would have preferred to know more about why the woman was being chasedkilled. But that's just me. If you included a little more detail about the whole thing, I think it would flesh it out nicely. Thanks for sharing.
Thread: My first shot at non-erotic writing <3

Well, it's simply an opening to the story. I have oodles of extra pages I've been working on though I have to proof-read them and all that jazz.
Thread: My first shot at non-erotic writing <3

Please do.
Thread: My first shot at non-erotic writing <3

It didn't really draw me in. I mean I git what you're trying to do, but maybe sinse you're trying sumething new I suggest you not get too adventurous yet. Not to offend you or anything, but it felt pretty emature to me. My suggestion for you is to reed more books to see wut kind of stuff peepol actually like too read. I'd say 'cool story bro' as a nice summery, but that's kind of trollish.
Thread: My first shot at non-erotic writing <3

aboriginal101 said It didn't really draw me in. I mean I git what you're trying to do, but maybe sinse you're trying sumething new I suggest you not get too adventurous yet. Not to offend you or anything, but it felt pretty emature to me. My suggestion for you is to reed more books to see wut kind of stuff peepol actually like too read. I'd say 'cool story bro' as a nice summery, but that's kind of trollish. Click to expand... I don't think you have a whole lot of clout with the rampant spelling errors you're reply was rife with, but I respect your opinion. And I don't think it would be trollish to tell him it was a cool story, unless you didn't mean it. It isn't fantastically riveting, but she's working on something and criticism is good, if offered in a helpful way. Personally, I enjoyed it as I enjoy strange settings and political fantasies.
Thread: My first shot at non-erotic writing <3

Well, I liked it. The action of fleeing from something drew me in. I'd like to know why she was trying to run. Post up some more if you've got the chance.
Thread: My first shot at non-erotic writing <3

I liked it!