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Thread: Lucifer's Garden

Vikarra Vikarra laughed in a smooth, almost seductive tone. Shakind her head, she took his glass and gave him a wink. Dont get too excited now kid, I said might. She with a bit of a laugh. Certainly they needed more drinks, she wouldnt give in that easy. No matter how much she wanted it, why not make them chase? It was always fun to see how far they were willing to go to get a chance to slip between your thighs. Very entertaining. Grabbing a refill of his beer and her own drink, she went back to her seat and held the drink out for him. Leaning her head back, she downed a good portion of her drink.
Thread: Lucifer's Garden

he followed, drinking half of his beer. ugggh, he said tilting his head sideways. so, we haven't really talked lately...how have u been my dear?
Thread: Lucifer's Garden

Vikarra Shrugging her shoulders, she parted her lips to answer him. Pretty well. This bar seems to get so lonely dearing the day. And dear Kav hasnt been visiting me lately. She pursed her lips in a mocking pout and giggled. And what about you, darling?
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eh, i've been so and so...off one day...on another day. When i'm not here, im doing dirty work for him so things can get annoying sometimes...but it provides with with shit to do... he finishes his beer.
Thread: Lucifer's Garden

The door of the bar was pushed up with ease by a rather large hand. The owner of the hand appearing into the doorway a little bit afterwards. His large frame easily took up the majority of it. Donovan stood at 6'7, not his natrual height mind you. But upon his...forced death, Lucifer gave him certain advantages to living here. Ones he wished he had in his past life. A clawed hand raked through his shoulder length hair. Peculiar as it was, one hand held the definite markings of this place. It was clawed and all too deadly looking in and of itself. But the other hand remained pathetically human. The oddity gave him a lopsided appearance. He leaned against the frame of the door, sneering a bit as he looked inside the bar. It was empty. Finally the first time something interesting shows up and there's no one in sight. He sighed looking over his shoulder at a young girl standing behind him. Delysia looked up and smiled softly at him. Give it a chance. Delysia was the complete opposite of the man she traveled with. Where he was all hard angles, she was irresitably soft. It was a wonder why she was in this place to begin with. A fact the Lucifer perferred to stay hidden from the general public's knowledge. And so Donovan was set to watch over the girl prone to 'accidents'. Delysia squeezed past him, heading for an empty table. Two high ponytails sat on either side of her head. And stil her dull black hair reached past her hips. Eyes the shade of forests in this nightmarish place, studied the layout of the building, making mental notes of any doors and stairs she could see.
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dante swivled the bar stool around, still smirking from his conversation with Vikarra. He looked at the man, and the smirk vanished. he threw his right hand at vikarra with little effort. ya, got customers! he glanced at the young girl, and his smirk returned, but only a little. He sat, smug, not saying a word.
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Vikarra Vikarra's eyes moved to the door as a man and a small girl come through the door. Standing from her seat, a wicked smile played at her lips. Finally some new company. Moving to the two newcomers, she let her eyes run over them a moment. Yummy. Hello there you two. May help you with anything, drinks perhaps? She asked sweetly, placing her slender hands on her hips.
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Dante looked at the man. you look like you can fight....care for a challenge, we have a sparring ring here.... he smirked after saying what he wanted to say the minute the man walked in.
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I am knew here too so I don't know if it works like that but I would like to apply for the Female Pleasures position
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

I've never been good with the whole journaling thing. I'm just never able to follow through with it for any length of time. So, maybe putting it in a public place like this will help. Maybe not. We'll see. As for tonight, I'm having a hell of a time writing an article about what the caregivers of newly diagnosed MS patients should expect. Guess I should have written it first and solicited it after. I've been freewriting really more of a journaling to come up with the tone and direction, but it just keeps taking me away from my goal of informing and into something more personal about my frustrations and emotions watching my wife deal with the disease for five years. Oh well, maybe I'll end up posting some of it here so it won't be a total loss.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

I really hate people sometimes. Driving home from the store early this morning. I open the garage door and pull in. Puppy runs out excitedly and heads next door where her bff lives. Then, she spots a woman walking down the street. She runs up to the woman, tail wagging and happy. Woman Oh no, please don't come near me. Me chasing after the puppy Don't worry, she won't hurt you. Woman as I grab and pull puppy back toward house I'll kick you, you fucking dog. Me trying to keep cool I'm really sorry about this. She must've got her wires crossed and thought you were a good person. Woman under her breath as I walk away with puppy in tow Fucking asshole. I've been working with her on retrieval quite a bit recently and on waiting patiently on the doorstep until the garage door is closed. Puppies have limited attention spans, however, and there will be setbacks. Thank God the rest of my neighbors are dog people. People who have such a hard time with animals are always suspect to me.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

I am of the same opinion. I have very rarely met people who hated animals--not feared them, but hated them--who I felt were all that trustworthy. I also tend to trust people who animals trust easily.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

When replying in an historical rp, I'll normally play appropriate period music. I have two historicals going right now. The one set in 1953 is alright cause I love that era's music and have a lot of it. The one set in the 1920's though? Not so much. Maybe I'll toss the period jazz and go for some scratchy old blues. Same problem I had when I used to run Cthulhu.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

I had an amazing burst of creativity all of a sudden and actually made my deadline! AND made the word count on the first edit! I think it's time to open that new bottle of Maker's Mark...
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

My wife and I had a discussion last night and she dragged out of me my feelings regarding her cognitive problems. I just opened my lunch box and there was a real nice love note from her in there. What a sweetheart! Guess that means I owe her a date?
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

Awww.... reading this made me smile.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

darkangel76 said Awww.... reading this made me smile. Click to expand... Yeah, she's a good woman. I definitely got the better end of the deal in this relationship. Don't get me wrong, she did well, but I did even better! The note was nice. Turned a shitty day into a great one and made me remember to savor what we have now, which is where my mind should have been all along.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

Paradox said darkangel76 said Awww.... reading this made me smile. Click to expand... Yeah, she's a good woman. I definitely got the better end of the deal in this relationship. Don't get me wrong, she did well, but I did even better! The note was nice. Turned a shitty day into a great one and made me remember to savor what we have now, which is where my mind should have been all along. Click to expand... Sounds like a definite keeper to me. I love how spouses can surprise you with such wonderful things at just that right moment like that. It shows you how in tune they truly can be and it definitely puts things into perspective.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

It's kind of interesting to me how inspiration works sometimes. A few months ago, I started a roleplay with someone and came up with a name for a fictitious small town in the mountains. It wasn't based on any name I'd ever heard, or so I thought. This weekend I was invited to go camping to a place I'd never been. The name of the place was nearly identical in every respect to the fictional place I'd created. When I got there, it even looked like the place I'd been writing about. Had I heard the name before and just didn't realize it? Seen it on a map? Had someone described it years before and I'd forgotten? Or is it all just coincidence?
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

I've often wondered why seemingly unrelated people in society tend to cycle their activity levels together. For instance, people will all rush to the grocery store at the same time. At work, there will suddenly be an influx of customers at the exact same time, when the could have been only one customer the entire rest of the day. Or the phone could have been quiet for hours, but suddenly three lines are ringing at once. Of course, many of these instances can be explained logically. A rush of people at lunch time makes sense everyone's using that hour off to get personal things done. July and August can be quiet because many people take vacations at that time. It's the other times that are harder to explain. Why the rush at 945 am one day but not the next? Roleplaying runs the same way. Because many people on rp sites are in school, lulls can be expected at the beginning of semesters, during finals, etc. I'm hard pressed, however, to explain the ebb and flow of replies at other times, when there's no apparent connective events. It's only frustrating in that my energy cycle tends to run counter to everyone else's. This usually leads me to take on more rp's to make up for the lack of responses. Then, when the responses start to flow again I'm left incredibly overwhelmed. Lately, I've set a hard limit on the number I'll do at one time unfortunately too few for my liking, but something I can handle. I won't be overwhelmed when the responses start coming faster again, but it sucks in the interim. I still wonder what the mechanism is that governs this phenomenon...
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

I'm feeling much older than I am the last two days. Last night there was a football game at the high school near my house. After, there was a huge party down the street from me. Cars parked up and down the street, teenagers making lots of noise as they walked to and from the party, people loitering in my fucking driveway. I live on an extremely quiet street, so this was out of the ordinary. I found myself getting irritated in a way I never have before. I felt almost like I should take one of my wife's canes and stand on the porch waving it at the high schoolers and cursing. The feeling came back today while I walked the lawn picking up empty beer cans and trash. My wife says I should go with it and just embrace my inner old man. Maybe she's right.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

Honestly, I 3 you for this recent post. Why? Because I get the same way sometimes. This past winter, about every other night, some kid in a car would drop of his girlfriend or whatever and leave the car on and running. The music was blasting at levels that I swear should destroy eardrums and it didn't help that he had the bass jacked up either. The worst part was that he'd do this at around 1am and the car would stand idle like that... thumping... for nearly an hour! AN HOUR?!?! What's hilarious though, is my hubs, who is SIX YEARS OLDER than me just laughed at me for getting annoyed. And I'm a quiet one and seriously contemplated going downstairs, opening the door and throwing something at them to make them turn the shit down. lolololol. Hooray for agitatedirritated old-person behavior! XD
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

darkangel76 said Honestly, I 3 you for this recent post. Why? Because I get the same way sometimes. This past winter, about every other night, some kid in a car would drop of his girlfriend or whatever and leave the car on and running. The music was blasting at levels that I swear should destroy eardrums and it didn't help that he had the bass jacked up either. The worst part was that he'd do this at around 1am and the car would stand idle like that... thumping... for nearly an hour! AN HOUR?!?! What's hilarious though, is my hubs, who is SIX YEARS OLDER than me just laughed at me for getting annoyed. And I'm a quiet one and seriously contemplated going downstairs, opening the door and throwing something at them to make them turn the shit down. lolololol. Hooray for agitatedirritated old-person behavior! XD Click to expand... Yep. My house was built in the early 60's and still has old school aluminum windows, so they were rattling all night. There is a part of me that embraces my old man side, though. My wife and I have discussed the dream of, in our retirement years, becoming that house, where all the neighborhood kids dare each other to go ring the doorbell. Since we live on a corner lot, the kids already try to cut across our lawn, so the dream may not have to wait for retirement.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

Paradox said darkangel76 said Honestly, I 3 you for this recent post. Why? Because I get the same way sometimes. This past winter, about every other night, some kid in a car would drop of his girlfriend or whatever and leave the car on and running. The music was blasting at levels that I swear should destroy eardrums and it didn't help that he had the bass jacked up either. The worst part was that he'd do this at around 1am and the car would stand idle like that... thumping... for nearly an hour! AN HOUR?!?! What's hilarious though, is my hubs, who is SIX YEARS OLDER than me just laughed at me for getting annoyed. And I'm a quiet one and seriously contemplated going downstairs, opening the door and throwing something at them to make them turn the shit down. lolololol. Hooray for agitatedirritated old-person behavior! XD Click to expand... Yep. My house was built in the early 60's and still has old school aluminum windows, so they were rattling all night. There is a part of me that embraces my old man side, though. My wife and I have discussed the dream of, in our retirement years, becoming that house, where all the neighborhood kids dare each other to go ring the doorbell. Since we live on a corner lot, the kids already try to cut across our lawn, so the dream may not have to wait for retirement. Click to expand... Oh geez! No wonder you were as annoyed as you were! If I'd had that coupled with the noise you'd described, I'd have been livid. I know I would've. XD LOL! Love it. Hubs and I already give 'death glares' to the boys up the road who ride their bikes all over our lawn. Drives us nuts that they do that and even more so bc their parents watch them do it and never say anything. facepalm And the bikes these kids ride aren't your typical 2-wheelers. No. They are those motorized nonsensical vehicles with four very wide wheels that leave imprints in our lawn as the 'drive' over it! UGH! Do they find it cute? Ummm... no, it isn't. It's after this experience that I vow to never let my kids ride one of those things. Ever. And these kids are young too. Often times I wait for one of them to drive the thing into the road and get hit by a car. I swear, one of these days that will indeed happen. So sad.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

Yeah, we have some kids on our block who do that with their razor scooters. I think everyone in the neighborhood has fought with the parents at one time or another. Thankfully, their house went up for sale a couple weeks ago. Here's hoping it gets sold as quickly as possible! I'm of the solid belief that young kids shouldn't use motorized versions of anything that has a pedal version. Get out of the house and exercise! Wear yourself out! Mom and Dad will thank you for it!
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

Paradox said Yeah, we have some kids on our block who do that with their razor scooters. I think everyone in the neighborhood has fought with the parents at one time or another. Thankfully, their house went up for sale a couple weeks ago. Here's hoping it gets sold as quickly as possible! I'm of the solid belief that young kids shouldn't use motorized versions of anything that has a pedal version. Get out of the house and exercise! Wear yourself out! Mom and Dad will thank you for it! Click to expand... Here's to that indeed! I'll keep my fingers crossed for you. EXACTLY! THANK YOU! Kids nowadays definitely need to get out and play and exercise. The naps they get as a result are WONDERFUL! Not only does it give me some free time, but it makes them much more bearable when they've gotten the rest they need on top of the fun. Plus, I love how they laugh when they have fun like that. How could you not? And where's the fun in teaching your kid how to use one of those things if it's motorized? Ah well....... At least I know I won't be one of 'those' parents.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

darkangel76 said Paradox said Yeah, we have some kids on our block who do that with their razor scooters. I think everyone in the neighborhood has fought with the parents at one time or another. Thankfully, their house went up for sale a couple weeks ago. Here's hoping it gets sold as quickly as possible! I'm of the solid belief that young kids shouldn't use motorized versions of anything that has a pedal version. Get out of the house and exercise! Wear yourself out! Mom and Dad will thank you for it! Click to expand... Here's to that indeed! I'll keep my fingers crossed for you. EXACTLY! THANK YOU! Kids nowadays definitely need to get out and play and exercise. The naps they get as a result are WONDERFUL! Not only does it give me some free time, but it makes them much more bearable when they've gotten the rest they need on top of the fun. Plus, I love how they laugh when they have fun like that. How could you not? And where's the fun in teaching your kid how to use one of those things if it's motorized? Ah well....... At least I know I won't be one of 'those' parents. Click to expand... Good! One parent down, millions to go...
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

Paradox said darkangel76 said Paradox said Yeah, we have some kids on our block who do that with their razor scooters. I think everyone in the neighborhood has fought with the parents at one time or another. Thankfully, their house went up for sale a couple weeks ago. Here's hoping it gets sold as quickly as possible! I'm of the solid belief that young kids shouldn't use motorized versions of anything that has a pedal version. Get out of the house and exercise! Wear yourself out! Mom and Dad will thank you for it! Click to expand... Here's to that indeed! I'll keep my fingers crossed for you. EXACTLY! THANK YOU! Kids nowadays definitely need to get out and play and exercise. The naps they get as a result are WONDERFUL! Not only does it give me some free time, but it makes them much more bearable when they've gotten the rest they need on top of the fun. Plus, I love how they laugh when they have fun like that. How could you not? And where's the fun in teaching your kid how to use one of those things if it's motorized? Ah well....... At least I know I won't be one of 'those' parents. Click to expand... Good! One parent down, millions to go... Click to expand... Oh I know! lolol! Let's start a campaign!!!! XD
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

Anyone who's stuck with a rp with me for any length of time knows I put a great deal of effort into exploring the internal lives of my characters. I love character-driven plots above all, so it's only natural. Therefore, whenever an extraordinarily good one ends, either through the natural conclusion of the story or via abortion, there is a sort of mourning on my part. I never reuse characters, so for all intents and purposes that one is dead. I hated Charlie when I first created him. Not only did I dislike the fact that he was a selfish bastard, I despised his weakness. He wouldn't face his responsibilities the way I thought he should. He wouldn't own up to the person he hurt most, the one who depended on him more than any other. When she sought him out and confronted him, he chose silence. I screamed at the screen for him to just open his mouth and apologize, but couldn't find a way to type it out. Then a switch was thrown inside and he began to speak in other small ways, and I finally started to understand him. Charlie had allowed every small slight in his life to push him down and hold him back until he finally had withdrawn into a hermit-like existence. I finally started to understand that he was trying, in his own way, to live up to his responsibilities. No one had taught him to do it right. He was making use of the only skills he had, muddling through something with no guidance or example. I started to feel the immense pressure he'd placed on himself, the guilt he kept hidden from everyone. I guess I learned something about abandonment and the people I'd always judged in my own life. I guess they were doing their best, too.
Thread: What the Tortoise Said to Achilles

To everyone I'm planning with right now I've been sick for a few days now. Therefore, replies have slowed. Don't worry, I'll eventually get to everyone as I improve.
Thread: Imprints [Beefy+Snazzy}

My name? It's Augustus Alistaire, I'm 24 year of age, I stand at around 6'1 and I'm around 170, mostly musical, and I'm a native of the great streets of Brooklyn New-york. I've lived in the same run down neighborhood since I was 4 years old. I gotten myself in to trouble, I'll admit, but in general I've kinda tried to keep my head down and get my shit taken care of. Miny? Oh man, we've been together since we were like... 4? 5? Pft, he moved in to the house across the and he couldn't speak a spit of English. Fuck, it was annoying. The first day I met him was like two weeks after he had moved in, he was the weirdest thing, he looked completely different then anyone I had ever met he sounded different and he couldn't speak to me. Well, needless to say, I wasn't all to fond of the fucker when I first met him. But my mom made me go across the street and say hello.. Well it didn't go so well in truth... I now know Anyounghaseyo isn't nearly as insulting as it sounds and punching the new kid in the face ends up getting you in a lot of trouble. I tried to avoid him as much as possible but my fucking mother was had been hell bent on teaching his mother English. So, low and behold, I found my ass planted in the living room arm chair staring at a kid I couldn't speak to 4 days out of the week. Well, as time went by Seung Min became more adapt to the streets of New york and he leaned enough English for me to tolerate him and we kinda became hip buddy ya know? We lived across the street from each other, we were always around each other, what was I suppose to do? Let the kid fend for himself? I think not. Boy did I get in to a lot of fights for that kid. The seat in the principle office has an imprint that matches my ass and most of the reasons were becasue people decided to fuck with him... Right now I work in a bar down town and I cover commission piercings down in Seung Min's parlor for side cash. I live in a decent sized apartment and I'm trying to keep my head above water each and every day. In truth most of my time is spent with Seung Min and the people we hang around, we don't do much other then bull shit and go to work, it's not thing extravagant but fuck... its a life right?