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Thread: Miami Beach - General Location

NameLeAnne Nickname Lina Attire black skinny jeans, black high heeled boots, black tang top. Location Miami Beach Tagging Randy Lina slipped through the shadows along the way, she had pasted by Roy's Roasting place and had heard screams of pain and fear. She had wanted to stop, but her stomach had kept growling and she was sure it wasn't such a good idea. A lot of crazies tended to hang out there. She stopped as she came just north of Miami beach, and she saw a lot of people milling about. She became nervous, hiding just behind a rock and surveying the area. She had fished here before, but normally people were not here when she fished. She swallowed, she was a bit shy,she would admit to it, she had a shy side to her. She looked behind her to Randy. She didn't want him to know that she was shy so she said, Ummm..........maybe a different beach? Her stomach growled in protest and Lina could see the big salmon swimming just beneath the surface of the water. They migrated here every year, and she could see the red flashing in the sunlight. They would taste mighty good once cooked over a searing fire. And her stomach was protesting about walking further without food. She put a hand over it, and sighed, looking to Randy.
Thread: Miami Beach - General Location

Name Randall Benson Nickname Randy Attire Black Sweatpants, Black Tank Top, Sneakers Weapons none Location Miami Beach Tagging Lina Randy could see the nervousness in Lina's eyes and when she suggested a different place he nodded in agreement, I'll go wherever you want to go ,he stated in a calm tone. He gave her a friendly smile that told her he wasn't going to argue with any suggestions she had. Randy was glad he had someone to talk to and be friends with in this place and he wasn't going to let that go, even if she was a woman he could tell she didn't take shit from anyone and that was a good thing.
Thread: +Anj's Journal+

RE Non-consequential Ramblings of an Anjeru 7-11-2012 It's really frustrating when you know what you want to write - it's there and ready, perfect even - but then it refuses to come through your fingertips and onto paper. This bloody chapter has been in my head for weeks, but has been refusing to be translated into an actual written piece it was a request from a friend, so because it is taking so long is doubly as frustrating. I hate making people wait, especially if they're so excited about it. Something else that is equally as frustrating - unwanted memories, ones you wish could be wiped from your mind all together. I worry my past experiences color my future experiences, whether intentional or not. It's a common reaction. We're formed by our experiences at times not for the better. I don't want that to happen to me. I do my best not to let them do just that. And hell, I have a lot of unwanted memories, more than a handful just from my last relationship. To finally have someone I've wanted for years, to be with them, makes me happy, content - I worry that because it's always happened before, something will come along to mess with itthough the EX has already tried and I'm sure he will continue to do so. I'm not used to being happy, but I like it, and I hope beyond hope it will stay that way I haven't allowed myself to feel this way about anyone in a long time given what happened the last time, but I have a feeling this one will work out. To be in love again...well, it's odd, but in a good way I smile at the slightest thought of him, his words can make me grin like an idiot it's hard to remember when I felt like this last. I think I got off track...anyway, yeah, frustrated I think is the mood for this morning. I'm determined to get this damn chapter for 'Torturing A Prince' done...my first MaleMale piece...we'll have to see how it goes. -Anjeru-
Thread: +Anj's Journal+

RE Non-consequential Ramblings of an Anjeru 7-16-2012 So, today's mindset is that I am pretty freakin' awesome in a matter of 3 hours, I managed to get nearly everything set up for my boyfriend to come see me in roughly 3 weeks. Eeee! I'm so excited! And and, a bit hyper. Coffee. o 3o -Anjeru-
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RE Non-consequential Ramblings of an Anjeru 9-8-2012 I really, really hate being ignored. I have serious self inferiority issues. When someone chooses to ignore me, that certainly does not help. But what really grinds my gears? When my mother ignores me in matters that concern my own daughter. Now, until I am able to get back onto my feet after having escaped from a physically, mentally, emotionally, and sexually, abusive relationship, I am staying with my mom. Have been. Due to limited space, my son sleeps in my room and my daughter sleeps with my mom. Fine, I can live with that. One night, I wanted to sleep with both my kids because I was stressed out. She said no, and that she needed her, and I was punishing her by taking her sleeping buddy away. Never have I been so just...UGH. Then today, she tells me she got one of those bike seats so she can ride my daughter on the bike with her when they go to the gym, three miles away. I don't like those things. I never have. Hell, I don't even like bikes, considering I've been hit a number of times by drivers who can't be bothered to pay attention to what the hell they are doing. So I spent a number of minutes saying I didn't want her biking my three year old daughter back and forth to the gym. Does she listen? No. She told me she'd be careful and that I need to trust her. Does she not understand that it isn't her I don't trust? Of course not. Lastly, I told my mom I wanted to take my daughter shopping with me tomorrow and she started guilting me with how she was planning on taking her swimming. I had to give her a speech about how its ridiculous that I can't, and haven't, been able to spend any time with my daughterit doesn't help that my son and daughter are on different sleeping schedules because my son is so bloody stubborn about not sleeping at night, before she finally said yeah, you're right. I'll take her Monday. Not that she asked, but I am glad she at least relented. I mean I should be able to spend time with my daughter whenever I want, without having to plan to do it. I'm just getting really frustrated. Trying to find work so I can move out, but work isn't all that easy to find these days. Not that the kids' father is helping out any either. He didn't even bring his son a birthday present. Well. I think I've ranted what I needed to. I love my mom, but sometimes I get so bloody frustrated with her I have to vent. If I do it on Facebook, she see's it, then it just starts a whole new mess of problems. Oi. I feel better now. Blah. -Anjeru-
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RE Non-consequential Ramblings of an Anjeru 9-10-2012 Something that really hurts me and really pisses me off, is when somebody hears about someone's rape and says something like this She must have deserved it, She provoked him somehow, It takes two to fight. ANothing I did deserved having my free will taken from me and subjected such pain and humiliation. BOh yes, I apparently provoked him and asked him to attack me simply because I wanted to leave him and escape from the hell he'd made my life. CIt takes two to fight? It takes two to RAPE? Oh yes, I fought, I fought to get away, but I sure as hell didn't have a part in helping him do what he did. What is wrong with you people? Clearly, you aren't victims of rape, so keep your opinions on the matter to yourself for those of us who are, and who you hurtpiss off with your careless words. I wanted to go to SlutWalk in Seattle for this very same kind of response, but I couldn't make it. Which sucked. People need to understand and also all those ignorant asses who think RAPE IS FUNNY need a clear head smacking. Sorry, needed to vent on that a little bit. It really ticks me off, so much so I shake when I read that crap yes, I believe everyone is entitled to their own opinions, but there is a point when an opinion is pure idiocy and ignorance. Twice today I subjected to this kind of ignorant behavior and it just really makes me want to just stop using the internet sometimes with how many idiots are running amokespeically stupid ass pre-teens who seem to lack parental supervision. I have faith in the good of humanity, but some days it is harder to hold onto than others. -Anjeru-
Thread: +Anj's Journal+

9-12-2012 It's 5 am. I'm wide awake. With an overactive muse don't get me wrong, I am happy it's in overdrive. I prefer an overactive muse to an inactive muse. I am writing like crazy. Several chapters to on-going fics, started a new original fic, wrote two one-shots and I still have the urge to write, while more ideas are beginning to swim around. Just got to keep it in check to make sure I don't start a bunch of fics I can't finish. That would be bad. Lol. I suppose I shall listen to some more dubstep and keep writing until I actually get tired. -Anjeru-
Thread: +Anj's Journal+

9-12-2012 - Part Two! I am feeling pretty badass right now. According to Wikipedia, based on word count, with my fanfiction I have written - 3 novels40k, 4 novellas17.5k-40k, 1 novelette7.5k-17.5k, and 7 short storiesunder 7.5k. 3 -Anjeru-
Thread: +Anj's Journal+

12-3-2012 I actually freaking did it I'm a winner of NaNoWriMo. I wrote a 50,000 word novel in 30 days! I'm posting it on my fiction press account and most likely on site here, in the story telling forum. Kind of written out, but hoping to get back to my fanfiction and roleplays. 3
Thread: +Anj's Journal+

Well, real life sucks and gets in the way sometimes that being said, I have been especially busy lately. I've been working, while being sick, on and off so much. I have been fighting with my ex non-stop about getting the child support for my kids set up. I hate that I let a lot of that get in the way of time here, and in my writing, but real life has to take priority. I'm sad that I can't be, nor have I really been, around to help the site much and it's something I do regret, because I owe a lot to bluemoon in the years I've been here. I remember when it was first opened and all the new people I got to meet, many who I am still good friends with - and in some cases, more. Bummed, but back.
Thread: +Anj's Journal+

Well, you may not know me.....And I don't really know you, but nevertheless welcome back! Hope everything works out for you.
Thread: +Anj's Journal+

Thank you
Thread: Falling for a Mortal (Agapi)

Alix was good at his job. Not just good, Alix was one of the best. He had been protecting both living human beings and their lost souls for centuries taking them between the two realms as needed. He was trusted by many of the gods and knew how to do his job quickly and quietly, most of the time without the human even knowing he was there, helping them through their lives. Alix had protected all sorts of people in his years of service from royals to the lowest of the low, male, female and of course warriors and civilians alike. He rarely had a favourite and many times he had multiple 'projects' at once, but he had the skill and experience to handle them all and kept perfect records on each and every one. The god was organized, to put it simply. His latest client though, had to be his most favourite. Alix had been working with her since the beginning of her life and he had been there every step of the way. When she had her first fall, her first painful bike accident, the very first time she got an A in school and certainly when the first boy dumped her. Alix had watched enough of other people's lives to know how to steer her properly so nothing bad would happen. And over the years, he had developed feelings for the brunette-coloured girl. He never had these feelings for a mortal before and he knew there would be a stir if it ever got out. So he refused to let anyone else know, keeping the secret close to him, only letting it come out in his 'sessions'. Alix decided to change his latest meeting up a bit for the first time in Ceri's life, Alix would speak to her. He took a body , created by an image of what he saw himself in the home of the gods, the form he held while he had the ability to unlock his full, holy powers. It wasn't uncommon for a god to do such a thing, but Alix had never done it before. He came to Earth, falling in a graceful fashion to the ground outside of Ceri's school. With a short snap of his fingers, he had everything set up, accounting him as a new member of the school. He was in his client's class so he could get close to her much quicker then if they were apart. It took Alix a minute to get used to the unusual movements of the new body, but he was ready within minutes to enter the school and take his place as an average human being.
Thread: Biscayne Point - General Location

BISCAYNE POINT
Thread: Biscayne Point - General Location

Name Guinevere Eileen Mulcahy Nickname Wendy Attire Pale blue sundress, matching wedged heels. Weapons None Location Biscayne Point. Tagging Anyone Wendy walked for a while, unsure of where exactly she was heading. She'd passed by a rancid smelling diner, but had decided it best to not stop in there. She didn't like the look of the place as it scared her terribly. As such, she continued to make her way north bound figuring it the safer decision for the time being. As Wendy continued to make her way through Biscayne Point, she bit down on her lip, her body starting to tremble. She was completely and utterly lost and she was starting to hear the sounds of foot steps every now and then about her. The sounds made her blood run cold and she feared she might have made a bad choice in choosing where to head off to her first few hours in Miami. Glancing about, Wendy could feel her eyes welling with tears again. It was hopeless. She was going to die her first night in Miami prison. She wasn't going to make it. Panicking a bit, she quickened her pace and just continued heading north. Exits to Death Games Arena
Thread: Biscayne Point - General Location

Name Kevin Micheals Nickname Kev Attire Black Jeans, Black T-Shirt, Black leather studded Jacket, Black Boots Weapons Revolver in holster on belt, Butterfly knife in pocket, switchblade on belt Location Death Games Arena Tagging Liz, Wendy When they got to Biscayne Point Kevin made his way down the road toward what looked like an abandoned garage. Just a little bit longer and we'll be there ,he said loudly as he walked to make sure Liz heard him. As he approached the old rundown garage a man came outside. What can I do for you Kevin? The man asked. I need a car a Mercedes Benz and I know you have one in back ,Kevin stated. Yeah I do have one but what do you have to offer me? The man asked in response. Kevin looked at him and smirked, Come to the arena later and I'll give you something nice ,Kevin stated. The man stood and looked at him for a moment before answering, How do I know you're not gonna rip me off? The man questioned. You know I won't I don't fuck around when it comes to trading and business you should know that ,Kevin replied with a rather angry tone. It'll be ready in about ten, fifteen minutes take a seat and wait ,the man replied before going into the back. Kevin then made his way over to the bench the man had told them to wait on and sat down.
Thread: Biscayne Point - General Location

Name Guinevere Eileen Mulcahy Nickname Wendy Attire Pale blue sundress, matching wedged heels. Weapons None Location Biscayne Point. Tagging Kevin, Liz The area looked a bit familiar to Wendy as she, Kevin and Liz walked through it. She remembered passing through earlier that day when she'd first been thrown into Miami and had her world turned upside down. She'd been so terrified and thought she was surely going to die. That was... until Kevin found her. Wendy looked up again at Kevin and smiled. Her body aching from their earlier session. She could feel the bruises and claw marks all over her body, her body so sore and alive from everything. It made her long for later after the show when they could celebrate. Nuzzling closer, her hold on his arm tight as she pressed up against him, she followed where he led... she was his wholly and completely. Suddenly they came upon a place that made Wendy shiver a little. It looked like an abandoned garage. Kevin conducted his business and it made her smile to watch him work... so strong, so confident. And she was his . He wanted her. Once he'd set things in motion and took a seat and had to wait, she sat down next to him, her arm still linked about his. She could see he was a bit upset about how the man he was dealing with insulted him a bit and then made him have to wait, so she rubbed his chest a bit to try and comfort him, smiling at him as she did so.
Thread: Biscayne Point - General Location

Name Elizabeth Jennings Nickname Liz Attire Black Leather Jacket and Black tight jeans Weapon Pistol Location Biscayne Point Tagging Kevin Wendy Liz got the feeling she was a bit of a 3rd wheel with these two but it didn't matter to much she felt good about not being totally alone for the moment wither way. She did decide though she would be back of on traveling without them after the show was over she wasn't getting the feeling that she was wanted to stick around all that much. As the waited for the man to return with the car Liz looked around just taking everything in and thinking about things. She thought about starting a conversation to break the dull silence but wasn't sure what to talk about. She sure wasn't going to bring up why she was in here it was such a stupid pile of charges that brought her in here nothing serious and she didn't want people to think she was weak or a easy target by letting onto that so she tried not to talk about it. So Kevin how come you haven't got a car for yourself yet if you have this connection and Wendy you really don't seem to be happy about who the car is for what happened to make you dislike the person so much? you called him a horrible man earlier i was just wondering why he was so horrible. Liz was hoping she picked good simple conversation starters that wouldn't be to intrusive she figured in here people had a lot of secrets they wanted to keep to themselves and she never liked to bother people by asking to much or anything.
Thread: Biscayne Point - General Location

Name Guinevere Eileen Mulcahy Nickname Wendy Attire Pale blue sundress, matching wedged heels. Weapons None Location Biscayne Point. Tagging Kevin, Liz Wendy looked over at Liz and smiled at her. Oh, the man we're getting this car for is just dreadful, she began, her hand still absently rubbing over Kevin's chest. Just the worst sort of man I've ever come across. She shook her head and let out a tiny sigh. It's a shame, he puts the upper class to shame and it's why I abhor such people as him... her voice trailed and she went silent for a brief moment as she thought about her loathsome parents. Parents just as wealthy and corrupt. Parents who'd been in it for the financial gain when they'd already had their fair share. They'd been greedy, wanted more. And they hadn't even cared if it meant using her and killing her off like some pathetic, rabid animal that held no meaning or purpose in the world. She then looked over and up at Kevin. Kevin gave her purpose, made her feel special. He wanted her around. He liked having her by his side. He understood her and related. She looked back over at Liz. Anyway, he insulted Kevin and his business partner. He even insulted me. There was no need for it when all Kevin and Alexis wanted to do was make a deal, something that was of mutual benefit. She shook her head in disgust and sighed again, her head moving to rest against Kevin's arm. Hopefully you won't have to deal with the likes of him.
Thread: Biscayne Point - General Location

Name Kevin Micheals Nickname Kev Attire Black Jeans, Black T-Shirt, Black leather studded Jacket, Black Boots Weapons Revolver in holster on belt, Butterfly knife in pocket, switchblade on belt Location Death Games Arena Tagging Liz, Wendy When Liz asked why Kevin didn't have a car for himself he looked at her, I like to walk I do have a car parked behind the building at the arena I just don't use it unless I need to go somewhere far away which I usually don't have to go to far from home to get what I need or want ,Kevin stated in response. When the two woman began talking about the man that he was getting the car for Kevin let out a loud laugh, it was a cold laugh that would send chills up any normal person's spine, That fucker wiped his hand after he shook mine I think he's afraid of cooties or something ,Kevin stated before laughing again. Kevin pulled his pack of cigarettes from his pocket then took one out and lit it taking a long drag as he did so, he held the pack up offering the two women a smoke before putting the pack down in a place where they could grab one if they wanted. Feeling a little bored Kevin leaned back on the bench as he puffed on his cigarette. He began to tap his foot and his fingers and his head began to nod as if he were listening to music, Slow ride, take it easy, Slow ride, take it easy ,Slow ride, take it easy ,Slow ride, take it easy ,he began not caring what anyone thought. I'm in the mood, The rhythm is right, Move to the music, We can roll all night, Slow ride ,Kevin took another drag off of his cigarette before standing up from the bench. Slow ride, take it easy, Slow ride, take it easy, Slow down, go down, Got to get your lovin' one more time, Hold me, roll me, Slow ridin' woman, you're so fine ,Kevin looked to Wendy and took her by the hands as he continued to sing out loud. Kevin made his way closer to the back where the man was, Hey buddy can you speed this up a bit I want to get home I got shit to do ,Kevin stated. After a few moments he heard the sound of a car skidding around the corner of the building, when he looked over to see where the sound came from he smiled. Here you are Kevin I hope the fighter you're getting is worth this car ,the man said as he got out of the car and handed Kevin the keys. Kevin took the keys and smiled, OH he's worth it Alexis says he's the best and I trust her opinion so if all goes well there's gonna be a hell of a show tonight ,Kevin stated before getting into the car. Well ladies get in I've got a deal to make ,he said with an evil grin on his face.