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Thread: The Life of a Gang

Looking towards Sparrow, she smiled anxciously looking towards Falcon as well as Sparrow guided her over to Alex. Heeeyoo... she said smiling to Alex weakly as Sparrow went off to speak with Falcon. Rubbing her eyes, Darla looked towards Alex in slight envy, So, how did you sleep last night? she was clearly jealous he was at home probably sleeping... in bed. Her eyes had dark circles under them. For the past three days, Darla couldn't go home because her parents didn't even want her back there. She came home late at 300 in the morning the day of the murder and she was overworked. They told her to go and slapped her clear across the face. She hadn't been at her home since that day.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

If there was one thing that Falcon was it was observant. He had been brooding sure but that didn??t mean he had seen everything that had been going on down below him with the rest of the gang. It worried him a little that John brought up the question if they were ok still following him. he wasn??t sure they should follow him anymore. Sighing he saw Sparrow coming up and leaned back against the crates. ??You know you should be worrying more about yourself Sparrow. You got cut up pretty bad in that fight. You shouldn??t be moving as much as you have been.? He looked up at her completely ignoring the fact she was worried about him.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Sparrow shook her head and kicked him in the leg. She winced when she made the motion, but she didn't care. You're being a prat, Falcon. I've known you for a while, and I know that you need to take care of yourself. So go eat something. Now. She shook her head again and folded her arms as she watched him. Stop thinking about me. Yes, I'm wounded. Yes, I got messed up in that fight. You know that I'm not going to stop moving long enough for them to heal right unless you tie me down and force me to sit still. And no, that's not an invitation. She held her hand out to him, waiting for him to take it and come with her.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Falcon looked up at her as she kicked him raising an eyebrow at her. he smirked and slowly stood but as he got up he rather suddenly grabbed her his arm slipping under her knees and around her back lifting her up bridal style. ??You know you kick like a girl.? He smirked more and carried her down from the balcony before setting her down on a crate where she could stay seated and still be with the group as they ate. He whispered to her softly, ??Oh and I will take you up on that later.? He stepped toward the others a little more, ??Hey guys.?
Thread: The Life of a Gang

She turned and looked at Falcon and Sparrow as she was now eating with the twins. She laughed as she spotted Falcon carrying Sparrow. Hey, guys, h-having fun? she gave that playful, shaky smile. However, she desperately wanted Sparrow to sit down next to her. At the same time, however, she enjoyed seeing those two bond together. There was something special between those two, no doubt. Of course, who couldn't love Sparrow, she was adorable and desirable! Looking towards Falcon, she gave a nod of approval and said in her nervous tone, H-hey, Falcon, how are you doing?
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Sparrow hated being carried like she was something delicate, but Falcon was notorious for being a pain. He was almost a foot and a half taller than her, and much stronger, so she simply folded her arms and frowned as he carried her down. She blushed and hit him in the shoulder with the heel of her hand when he mentioned she kicked like a girl. I am a girl, dimwit. Of course I kick like one. Once he finally set her down, she stood to move her crate a bit closer to Darla, sticking her tongue out at the leader. I told you that it wasn't an invitation.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

What invitation, Sparrow? she said looking towards her while pouting jokingly. Y-you mean I didn't get an invitation, but he did? That's no fair. she winked at Sparrow then yet again busied herself with eating a baloney sandwich. She had lived off baloney at one point because they were on the run for 15 days once... she thought she would never be able to eat it again. But, it put an opposite affect on her and now she loved it.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Sparrow shook her head and pursed her lips. It wasn't any kind of invitation! Not for him and not for anyone right now! I just went to tell him that he needed to eat, he started fussing about me, and I said something I shouldn't have and now he won't let it go. She shook her head again and made herself a peanut butter sandwich, chewing on it slowly so she wouldn't attack their much larger leader. She was glad that they could have some food without having to resort to stealing it...so far.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Agh... I hate when guys do that... she smirked rolling her eyes and then continued to eat her sandwich while glancing towards Alex. So, Alex, what have you guys been up to lately? Anything good? She smiled weakly, Glad you got so much food... I haven't eaten in three days... her stomach groaned as she realized how fast she was actually eating.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Falcon glared at Sparrow sticking his tongue out at her. ??Well its not a guys fault when the girl makes a comment like that. Especially when the girl is Sparrow.? He smirked and picked up a sandwich and ate it slowly moving to one side looking over the group again like he had been.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Gosh Sparrow... she said suddenly dropping her sandwich and squeezing her in a tight hug, I just want to keep you in my pocket! she laughed cheerfully. Sparrow was one of the only people she could feel 90 percent confident with. She was just so cute, sweet and like her big and little sister at the same time. Then, she pulled away blushing slightly and started eating again. Between bites she said, H-haha... u-um sorry, Sparrow... i-if I got a little carried away there...
Thread: The Life of a Gang

She blushed a bit but she didn't wait for the older girl to let her go before Sparrow kissed her cheek lightly. What can I say? I'm pocket-sized for your enjoyment, Darla. The younger girl knew that her friend was always a bit more relaxed around her than with the guys, and that made Sparrow feel a bit better. The two of them seemed to feed on each other's energy, and it made them almost inseparable. Sisters and best friends. No worries. I don't mind. I've gotten used to being little, though some people are too tall for their own good.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

She giggled softly, Alright, thanks, Sparrow... she whispered softly in her ear. Then, she lied back on the ground used to doing this already. She nearly lied down on Falcon's foot causing her to quickly apologize with shaky voice. Tall guys just sometimes freaked her out. He was a good guy, no doubt, but he made her nervous too just because of his intimidating height.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Ryder Payne was always late it was just something that he did well. After the brawl with the rival gang it seemed like everyone scattered. Ryder went to the place he was calling home at the time which was nothing more then an old abandoned house with a prison like mattress to sleep on. As soon as he was there he took off his clothes and threw them in the fire pit, he doused them in a gas and dumped it on his clothes before throwing a match onto the pile lighting it in flames. He patched up a large gash on his stomach with a quick bandage then got dressed. Ryder never got comfortable where ever he stayed and always kept his things packed. Once he was fully dressed he put the flames out in the fire place now that the clothing was ash and left straight towards the abandoned factory. Constantly looking over his shoulder to make sure no one was after him in a constant state of paranoia, until he got to the factory. He found window with the loose boards over in and jumped through startling everyone. Hey guys did ya miss me? Ryder asked smiling at his fellow gang members.
Thread: The Life of a Gang

Hey, Ryder! she called smiling to him in a twitchy way. What's up? she slowly sat up and stuck her tongue out at him. You're late as usual. She got up and walked over to him to give him a playful punch in the stomach. Then, she chuckled and turned back to the rest of the gang. Ryder was a cool guy, though sometimes he was a little too late and sexual for her taste.
Thread: Commission Art Pricing Help

Right, so I have a feeling already know the answer, but... I'm looking for guidance on how much I might be able to get for art commissions at my level of quality. I want complete honesty. Here's my devart. !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- So tell me what you think?
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

So, yes. I felt like making a journal that sort of will serve as my BM facebook page. ! Plus, I'm trying to get my post count up. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

mood content eating scrambled eggs listening to who knows, who cares - Local Natives Long, long day but so nice to be home. I'm beginning to realize that my math is beginning to get a whole lot tougher and I need to pay attention, so I promised myself I'd stop coming home and procrastinating only to have it be the next day and no homework done! I feel like a failure sometimes. Right now I'm replying to some roleplays and eating my scrambled eggs, which, I keep having a weird craving for. Fuck are they good. Anywho! Roleplays homework wii fit. Surprisingly I've lost 5lbs playing it over the past two weeks. It's peculiar, but I'm not com- plainin' 3 listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

Gonna go hop in the bath with a big ol' glass of diet soda. Mmm, frothy. I always take baths with some drink nearby, it's weird, I know. Anywho. I think I'll play some WoW when I get back. 3 listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

Dream said Gonna go hop in the bath with a big ol' glass of diet soda. Mmm, frothy. I always take baths with some drink nearby, it's weird, I know. Anywho. I think I'll play some WoW when I get back. 3 listulistulistulistulistulistu Click to expand... -punches your diet soda- c
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

You know what, Goatse, I really don't appreciate your assaulting my frothy, diet beverage. I'd drink something that wasn't diet if there was anything sugary in the house. But there's not. Feel free to go pick me up some Dr. Pepper. Thanks. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

-punches Dr. Pepper in your general direction- 8C
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

DDD What's up with the super angry faces tonight? Do you need me to beat someone up for you? It can be done, even over the interwebs. 'KAY, bath time. Super bubbles, here I come. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

Nah, I just show my love through punching. 3 -kees kees-
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

All fresh n' clean nooooow. Mmm mmm. xD Oh that's lovely. Experiencing your adoration through violence and whatnot. Makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. OKAY. LOTION TIME. 3 listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

mood icky drinking orange pekoe tea playing FF13 I think I have the stomach flu. Which sucks because this is one of the days I don't have class, I wanted to just chill or go see a movie or something with my bessfran but nooooooo, looks like I'm stuck at home. Not complaining though. Orange pekoe tea and FF13 makes ever- thing better. WTF, ATAMOS. You've brought me to an area I've never been to before .... listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

Still playing FF. I want my chocobos. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

mood determined playing WoW drinking some weird ... peach juice Sitting up straight is painful. It really is. My back is DYING from tying to improve my posture. I'm changing my lifestyle, basically, and improving my posture is an element of it. Others include eating healthier and actually exercising. From now on I'm on PigDog training for summer. It's hard shit. Gym nonsense starts next week. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

I was a lazy ho and use a steel-boned corset to make myself sit up straight. xD Good luck getting yourself healthier, though!
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

That's not lazy, that's creative!!! Thank you. It's not fun, ahaha. And I still owe you a post, don't it? I keep saying I'm going to do it and I don't. D I want to, I'm just too lazy. xDDD You still love me though, right? - pets - listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

S to the LO make you shake like jello. Oh, Dee-Dub, you make me a very happy young lady. I wish I could go see you in concert tomorrow night but no job no cash! So, you handsome Bucky you, you have to wait another time to see me. xD! Down With Webster is my life. 'Nough said. Time for bed now. In class math assignment tomorrow. 3 Love, love, love. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

Yes, I still love you. But i have some nice ideas for that roleplay and I want it to move on before I forget them. D
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

Alright. Yeah, I've only been interested in two of my roleplays right now but I'm starting to get my gumption back for some others. Thank god. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

mood sated listening to who knows, who cares - local natives playing WoW So I realized that I listen to hippie music. A lot of bossa-novas, folklore, synthpop and all of that wholewheat goodness. It's good shit and makes me so happy ... I swear, if I had no Passion Pit my life would be a complete wreak. I remember watching Where The Wild Things Are with my six year old sister and bawling my eyes out every five seconds. The music was really empowering and somewhat nostalgic. It was nice to share that moment with my little sister as my mom used to read that book to me when I was younger. Anyway, gym starts on Monday! Looking forward to it now that I have a buddy. But do I feel bad eating this big-ass bowl of home-popped, over buttered popcorn? Not in the least bit. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: â "SOARIN', is this allowed?"

mood starving! watching 40 year old virgin playing WoW ... again I realized sitting at the computer hurt my back a lot, or at least, has been lately. Well, playing WoW and doing raids was an issue. Manually using the laptop mouse to heal is NOT easy and makes me fingers feel super weird. So, me being the super clever broad I am, discovered a comfortable way to play IN BED. It's fantastic and my back is thanking me for it. Anywho, math test on Monday ... dreading it but HEY! Quadratics are fun. Who doesn't like using the quadratic formula? Even if when my professor tells me to solve for an equation using factoring, completing the square or the formula, I ALWAYS use the formula, even if the equation is like 7x squared 4. I'm a loser, I know, shut up. I'm craving popcorn. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: I take what I want [TheReapersWife + ohstefyelectric]

In the alley he waited, lurking in the shadows, yellow streetlight falling at an angle, threatening to expose him. Behind him a skeletal fire escape trailed up the side of the apartment building he pressed against, like a metal vine, and there was a faint sound of dripping somewhere. Not the most crummy part of the city, but still pretty dank, Johnny still fit right into the scenery. Thin, angular features and dark brow ridge, he would be handsome if not for the dark circles that rounded his eyes and the gaunt look of a man haunted by chemical demons. Lean and muscular under his dark jacket, chain hanging by his left hip and dirty jeans, hair greasy and in need of a shave, and dark green eyes darting around alertly, Johnny was the perfect picture of a human life put on hold. Existing in the here and now, looking for that next rush, while the rest of him, his body, waited and fell behind. He knew she lived here and would be on her way home from work and his eyes scanned the empty street, head dipping past the corner, light illuminating dark strands of hair and glinting off an eyebrow piercing as he quickly peered around before vanishing into the black against the brick again. Fingers twitched at his side and he itched all over as the ache started to set into his bones, making the sinews and tendons scream. Eagerly he awaited his prey and the chance to get the passage for what his body craved right now.
Thread: The Slip (Cheshire Smirk and Vivid)

The day had been fairly boring. Piano forte lessons and singing lessons in the morning. In the afternoon she took tea with her father and his stuffy, overbearing friends. The ones that would pat her thigh and tell her how much she had grown while their eyes were locked on the cleft of her bosom. That evening was dedicated to a walk around the estate that encircled the beautiful and elaborate mansion that rested just outside of town. Twilight streaked the sky hues of pale turquoise that faded into sensual oranges near the mountains painted the borders of the horizon. The flowers were powerful and their scents mingled together to make a truly heady perfume. Any woman with a sensitive system would likely be brought to faint. Thank goodness that Lydia was a much more sensible girl than most of her gender. At least with that aspect she was. It was popular for a woman to be perceived as delicate and sickly. Most had even learned how to faint on command but Lydia had refused to learn. Though her father did make her learn a pathetic, dainty cough so she could use it when suitors were around. It seemed so false to her. A wind blew and ruffled her hair. The long, silky black waves billowed softly behind her as she strolled. That evening she decided to wear it down, freed from the normal restraints that it was forced in to. This was a small act of defiance towards what was proper. No one would see it and it felt good to be completely unrestricted. This was her little world and no one could puncture it. These few minutes before dark were simply beautiful. She stood still and looked to the rolling hills, bright green eyes sparkling with the sight. The little light that was left was reflected on her pale skin and made it appear gold. Completely gorgeous, she whispered. Her voice had a lyrical quality to it and had the faintest English accent in her soft tones. I would not change this view for anything.
Thread: The Slip (Cheshire Smirk and Vivid)

Yes...That one fits the master's description. Came a hushed whisper. Sadly, this breath-taking view the young woman was enjoying would be her last on this plane of existence. A pair of wicked crimson eyes watched her from the nether-shadows between worlds. Another routine venture into the Inner Worlds, to abduct another fair lady. For but a brief second both predator and prey were transfixed by the dying shades of daylight, Earth truly did have the most beautiful sunset of all the cosmos. With a shake of the head the demon returned to his senses and the task at hand, looking down to it's rather noisy companion. Barking, baying, and growling an infernal hound stood, both of it's mottled brown and red heads slavering intensely in anticipation of what was to come. Each head only one large, charcoal black eye and one long, broad curved ear. The front half of it's body was covered in shaggy, rust colored fur, it's hind quarters bright azure scales. At the top of each shoulder ran a row of long, thick bone white spikes. The ridges of the hellish beast's spine, barbed and bulging quivered anxiously as it's dinner-plate sized paws beat against the weathered stone of the narrow walkway the two stood on. A few eldritch words escaped the lips of the human sized demon. A rift was torn between the spiritual crossroads and the Inner Worlds, invisible except to the trained eye. With a baleful howl the hound pounced out of the rift, landing snarling in front of the girl. As it landed dark green fire erupted along it's spine as great drops of a sticky, molten-red substance flew in specks from it's shaking jaws. Every bit of ground that was stained with the fell secretion burst aflame, leaving the girl surrounded by hellfire. As the hound did it's work, the master went about setting the tethers. With a wave of the hand a long metallic shaft was conjured, a glowing silvery loop hanging from the top end. The demon worked the staff in great circles above it's head, that glowing silver rope stretching with every pass, almost like some kind of twisted shepherd's tool. Gradually the loop widened, though the ethereal tether was not quite strong enough to secure the girl yet.
Thread: The Slip (Cheshire Smirk and Vivid)

Everything had happened so suddenly! A moment she was watching the sun setting and contemplating what the future held for her probably some old, perverted husband and a sprawling estate very much like this one and the next a beast of unbelievable appearance and ability appeared before her. It had shimmered from thin air and jumped towards her, causing her to fall backwards and throw her arms over her doll like face. Too terrified was she to scream, she could scarcely move because of this fear, however when a blazing heat surrounded her she dropped her arms. Fire! Instantly she pulled herself up, her heart was caught in her throat and beating madly. Pillars of fire surrounded her but, as they burnt and crackled, they threw off no other light their radiance did not push the shadows of the garden away. It would not catch any attention. Lydia was trapped! Large green eyes were even wider as she looked around desperately. There had to be a weakness that she could break through! There had to be a way to get away from this beast. Oh! Her father was right! She was of the devil and now he has come to pay his due! Well, Lydia thought as her eyes darted around, he wont get her that easily! She faced all of the pillars of fire, trying to find a place she could bust through the flames. She had not even noticed that there was a second beast there, lurking in the mists that connected their two worlds, ready to strike when he was ready. All she knew was the demonic dog and the raging fire around her. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of her face and she found the smallest of openings. If she rolled, she would surely get caught with some of the flames, but she would be free. In a desperate move she threw herself on the ground and rolled towards that small hole, wheezing because of the restrictive corset that kept her bound. Damn it! Without being able to get to the small opening she pulled herself up and began shouting at the beast. She bent down and picked up some rocks, tossing them with as much strength as the slender girl could muster. Get away from me! she hollered. Get off of my fathers land! You ratty little bastard!