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Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

Declan insisted once more, It's moved... and this house ... I don't think it wants me here.. it attacked me. Burying his face into his partner's shoulders, he had closed his eyes, finally finding his grounding once more in his lover's grasp. Things were fine now.. he could breathe, and although there was still a metallic taste in his mouth.. he knew that he was feeling better, and that hopefully this wouldn't happen again. He finally seemed to be back, too. C.. can you show me which room we're going to be sleeping again? Is it down that hall? His eyes glanced to that foreboding hall for a few moments, before he had buried his head back into Stuart's shoulder, sighing softly, holding onto him tightly. From his grasp, he indicated that he would rather be carried than walk. He was terrified that if he put his feet down upon those floorboards, he would be dragged back to that hellish place.
Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

Stuart considered this for a moment he knew there was no sense in telling Declan the place was inanimate - he knew that already, on some level he was aware of that fact, but right now the hallucination was still too fresh and he was still too groggy from its after effects for logic to even be applicable right then. Instead of trying to reason, he simply held his partner in his arms until he spoke again, It's down the hall, Stuart confirmed he let Declan bury his head against him, and he tucked an arm beneath his legs, lifting him up easily from the chair since the start of the treatments, Declan had lost a lot of his body weight - it was normal for most cancer patients, they had trouble keeping down food and even though their movements were limited, their bodies wasted away at a ridiculous rate, the disease eating away at their muscles 1 . It had never been a problem for him in the beginning, but now lifting Declan felt almost too easy and some days it made him feel as though his lover might break in his arms. Just hold onto me, alright? he said, and moved out of the room, through the doorway, and down the sunlit hallway towards their bedroom. 1 Cachexia and two thirds of all patients with progressive cancer experience cachexia. Researchers have found that cancer cachexia differs from simple starvation. Weak as a kitten .
Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

Declan had nodded a bit and remained close to his lover, trying to keep himself quiet and calm. He couldn't help but feel himself tense up when they had approached the hallway once more. It felt like any moment, he would be dragged right out of his lover's arms, and he would be flung into that chaos once more. Though he knew he couldn't spend his time being afraid of the house , or afraid of certain parts of it. He would need to conquer these fears as soon as he could. Clinging to him as tightly as he could, Declan had allowed himself to look at the walls of the hall once more. He could see the light leaking through, and it felt just like a normal hall... It felt wide, and everything seemed to be calm. He no longer felt as though he was going to be eaten alive. It's gone.. He spoke softly, resting his head upon the man's chest. It's gone now.
Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

The hallway wasn't so terribly long and Declan's frame was so depressingly light that the journey was brief, and Stuart found himself with some measure of relief when his partner stated that the hallucination had died away he was sure it couldn't be the medication causing it because Declan had been on it long enough that all of the side effects should have shown themselves by then. The hallucinations were a new symptom - up until that day, Declan had never complained of them. Good, Stuart said, stepping through the doorway and into what would become their shared bedroom - it was a broad room with a wide bay view window and hardwood floors. The afternoon sunshine was filtering in through the curtains and casting a blue hued light on the room their bed would be there within an hour or two, though Stuart wished it was there already so Declan could lay down for a while and sleep off this paranoia. It wasn't a good start to their new setting, but he was sure they could work around it - it was merely a slip, a moment of confusion for Declan, they could still make sure this home was everything they needed it to be. We'll have the bed right by the window, Stuart said, So you can look out at the field, see the sun in the morning and watch it set in the evening.
Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

That reminds me of the story I heard... He laughed bitterly, feeling sick to his stomach for a few moments. About the two old guys in the hospital.. the one who sat by the window and said he saw all of these beautiful sights, and described them to the man by the blank wall. Looking to the blank wall opposite of the window, Declan added, Then when the bastard ended up suffering from a heart attack or something.. the guy by the blank wall didn't say anything and he died. With the bed free, he asked to be moved there. Looking back to the window, he spoke once more, The guy sat up after a few moments of effort... anticipating the beautiful sight.. All that was there were bricks and that was it.. or was it the tall buildings of the city...? Either way, the story had du al el meanings. No good deed goes unpunished, and sometimes the anticipation is better than what actually is there... or something..
Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

For Stuart, metaphors were things that happened to other people as a Doctor he had to use them too often to help a patient find some less-frightening equivalent to help them understand their own illness, but he had some minor qualms with hearing Declan make allusions to death - they both knew it was on the horizon, of course, that one day the cancer would no longer be controllable and Declan would succumb to his illness, because love can only do so much - he knew it was healthy to talk about it, but god help him, Stuart still hated it. You know, Stuart said thoughtfully, staring at the window as well, You can be such a sad-sack. He looked at Declan, and offered him a 100-watt smile to show he was pulling his chain, The thing is, my dear, he continued, strolling up to the window with Declan still in his arms, moving close so they could both look out it, There is no brick wall here. There is nothing to spoil this view, no sky scrapers or smoke stacks, no Starbucks or noisy rave parties just down the street - and, relievingly, there is no longer a hunchbacked old crone living next to us and saying she'll call the priest to exorcise the gay from us. This is just us, and the sunrises and sunsets, and a stretch of green field.
Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

Smiling, Declan replied simply, I suppose you're right. I just can't help it, it's always been in my nature to be like this. I suppose I'll have to make a last minute conversion to looking at the bright side of life. Snickering a bit, he added, I'm a born-again nice guy. Right? He wasn't mocking Stuart, just trying to relieve some of his depression. He hated being such a downer all the time, but it was just a little difficult to be cheerful with these circumstances. The red-head was trying to at least hide some of those feelings, just for both of their sakes. Pushing it away and bottling it up was the best thing to do right now. It would keep the peace. You forgot. He spoke suddenly, We have the house too. Sighing a bit, he sarcastically added, Oh how I'm going to miss her. All that 'sodomy' seemed to just drive her insane. Not only that, but she loved peeking through the window, just to watch us engage in such ' sinful ' acts. Snorting a bit, the young man leaned into his partner a bit, breathing softly. We should go explore the lawn when it gets a bit warmer. It's too cold to do that right now. For some reason, he still didn't want his feet to touch the ground, perhaps out of some fear lurking in the back of his mind. He would have to get over that if he ever wanted to enjoy this place. After all, the trip was all about enjoyment, and this new home was supposed to be good for them.
Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

For a moment, Stuart looked startled at Declan's mention of their elderly nextdoor neighbour's apparent voyeurism this was news to him and it happened to make the entire thing about three thousand times more uncomfortable - though it would explain a lot of things. Please tell me you're joking, he said, adding pleadingly, I really hope you're joking. He shook it off as best he could, though there was a mild air of nausea that lingered for a moment or two, Once it warms up a bit outside, there will be flowers too I'll be planting a garden for us out front, though we'll see how it fares, it's been a long time since I did any gardening. Maybe if I've still got a green thumb, I can plant some vegetables for us too, he said, and placed a kiss on Declan's temple before turning towards the door, one eyebrow quirking up, Sounds like the truck is here - we might not have to sleep on the floor tonight. It was, naturally, a joke - one way or another, Stuart would have made sure the moving truck showed up that day if it hadn't, he would have gone down to the company and driven the truck to the house himself if he had to. Stuart didn't like when things went against their schedules or planning, because that was when the world fell out of order and into chaos he liked things to be neat and on time.
Thread: Exploration B [SevenxGoatse]

Why would I be joking? This isn't exactly something you joke about. He awkwardly laughed, looking just as uncomfortable about the whole ordeal. I don't know what's wrong with her, but at least she didn't take pictures or anything. Snorting a bit, it seemed as though he was finally picking up his spirits a bit. Who knew the subject of a very disturbing old woman would be the thing that finally made them smile again. Apparently not everything worked out as one would plan for it to, but at least it worked out in the end. You think you can plant something without killing it? That'll be the day. You're a city-boy now. The best we'll get is the weeds that're already around here. Laughing once more, it appeared as though he enjoyed picking on his lover. Oh yay! We don't have to sleep on the floor. I guess I'm a little let down, I was looking forward to getting some splinters. Playfully nipping at the other when he was kissed, he suddenly locked up a bit, seeming uncomfortable. If you're going to put me down... please don't do it here. Put me down where I can see you. Apparently he was adamant on not being left alone. Declan wanted to feel as though he was being carefully watched over by Stuart, and not this.. this new home of theirs.
Thread: secrets better left unsaid. [romantic x mintie]

This class? Disgusting. This school? Even more disgusting? But these people? Oh, she almost wanted to hurl up her fruit salad. Don't even dare get her started on this disgustingly vile school, no matter how prestigious it supposedly was, it didn't matter, this class filled with all these disgusting kids made her sick to her stomach. Thank God at least two of her other friends had also been slapped with this wretched class as well Photography and Art Design. She had no intention of being in this class, but it didn't matter now, because she figured if it was an easy grade then that's what she would stick around for. That didn't mean she would enjoy it however. Long, olive skinned legs crossed as Gwennifer leaned forward, she was still quite pissed as the teacher droned on about putting them in groups of two for a partner group. Blah blah blah, photography means blah blah, so groups of two that I have set up blah blah. Whatever. All she knew was that she better be with one of her friends. The names being called out and people already groaning occasionally at who they were partnered with, Gwen glanced up from her black, red and white cheer leading uniform when her name was called out. Gwen Davies? You're with miss blah blah. Rolling her eyes and plainly knowing that this wasn't one of her friends, she turned her head and looked directly at the girl who she was partnered with, jaw dropping as the blond haired girl looked back to her teacher. Never. Never in her life would she ever be a partner with that thing. Standing up immediately, her white shoes hit the floor and her skirt moved swiftly as she walked toward her teacher who had finished naming off the groups. Um, I think you've made a mistake. I'm definitely not paired with her, right? Gwen could not see her paired with the school's resident geek, grimacing when he nodded his head and stated that she had heard correctly, guiding her to the table to sit next to the girl and discuss their theme. Watching him walk away and glaring daggers in the back of his head, she turned her head to look at the girl with fierce blue eyes, Don't think that just because we're so called partners that we're friends and don't think you can go and tell your little weird friends that we're buddies now either. Great way to start off anything, Gwen.listu
Thread: secrets better left unsaid. [romantic x mintie]

So she was the school geek. So what? She had grades. She had her own fun. And when college came about, she'd be much more popular. Because college wasn't such a superficial mess as high school was. Less cliches too. The only real groups in college were frats, sororities, stoners, and the other 90 of the students. This was her last year. She just had to mop up a required history and english course before she could stop coming to school and still graduate. So she took classes she thought would be fun. Like photography and art design. Because they were easy, and had fun projects. But the fun was spoiled when she was paired up with Gwen Davies. At first, she didn't care. Gwen was a cheerleader, but that was all she knew about the girl. But she was about to learn a whole lot more when the cheerleader got up and started complaining like a spazoid. She thought that they could just work together and get everything done as fast as possible so they could stick to their respective business. But then the girl had the gall to think that she was so desperate for attention that she was going to cling to the cheerleader like she was the only friend she had. Total, complete, bitch. 937 of a daily serving in every word. She glared off to the side at the wall. Dressed in a Japanese school uniform with a long skirt and a jacket, she was rather conservative in dress. Her petite body wasn't like Miss Bitch's. Of course, she had glasses. And short greyish purple hair in a simple bob cut with longer than normal bangs. Keep it down. You're making a pointless ruckus. We can just finish the project as fast as possible and go about our separate lives... Shit... The girl's name? Toriya Misako.
Thread: secrets better left unsaid. [romantic x mintie]

Eyes still narrowed and piercing daggers without a sense of care, the female rolled her eyes as she tried to call it something of a 'pointless ruckus' as though the girl wanted to be partnered with her anyway. . Wait now, it was entirely the other way around. Gwen Davies was top notch, and every girl wanted to be friends with Gwen, despite if they could yet to admit it. Her curvy frame wiggling only slightly in the chair, turning her head to the board as though she hadn't heard a word this girl had said, crossing her firm legs, What life you have anyway. Of course she had to get her last comment in, turning her head to look at the odd hair colored girl before deciding they may as well be partially civil while going about this project. Neither of them wanted a failing grade just because they couldn't tolerate one another. First of all, where do you want to do this? Waving her hand toward the board where pointer tips had been written for them to follow, the general impression was for a lot of this project to be done outside of school, because evidently there wasn't enough expression lying within these walls. . You got that right. Tugging at the skirt of her cheer leading uniform, her eyes fiercely looked back to Toriya, mentally surprised she even remembered the girl's name if that's what it was in the first place, And if we're going to be partners, we need to work around my. . Each others schedule. The facts of this were stated clearly, Gwen evidently having no problem with showing anyone directions and saying things that needed to be said up front. She had never been anything short of brash, her faint British accent sliding in on the occasion to her words, it was simply by being brought up in Liverpool and her parents that it had stuck with her throughout her life. However, the school's head cheer leader was no pale, scrawny British girl. No, she was, to put it plainly, a bombshell. Thankfully, there was a difference between that and a general slut, which Gwen often was not, though there had been a couple of incidents. . Never mind that, back to this worthless project. listu
Thread: secrets better left unsaid. [romantic x mintie]

Misako, which was her first name, didn't really care. Cheerleader was a bitch. Go figure. American stereotype holds true. This was one of the many reasons she preferred to go by her last name of Toriya. Being a transfer student, she'd probably get to go back to Japan next year. She was half-American, but her father was Japanese, so she got the better name. Being named something like 'Stephanie Cox' would have been a disastrous occurrence. We'll do this after the next American Football game. Should be good enough to get some of your cali-girl 'oh my god, gag me with a spoon' expressions. She shrugged rather nonchalantly, her voice even and uninterested in anything the cheerleader had to say. Although Misako was in the know enough to be able to assume that there was going to be a party after the game and cheerleaders were the first on the list to enter along with the football players. I'm not really open until then. My schedule is far busier than yours. Unlike you, I actually study sometimes...
Thread: secrets better left unsaid. [romantic x mintie]

Rolling her eyes as the female tried to insult her intelligence, and for that matter the way at which people had so commonly stereotyped cheer leaders, Gwen was not even from California, so how stupid did she just sound. Wanting to vomit even at that, she snickered to herself, bangs dusting over her eyelids as she turned her face back to the female who had so plainly been talking in her monotone voice. The football game tonight had her booked up, deciding to ignore the idea of her capturing so called 'gag me with a spoon' expressions that she had yet to make or even let come out of her pretty little mouth. Chewing her gum faithfully however, the thought of a party slipping into her mind, she would simply have to work her schedule around it, unfortunately. However, when this girl decided to let something of, once again, unimportance come out of her mouth, Gwen laughed lightly as if she had said something funny, Of course it is! Ha, yeah right. Her schedule busier than Gwen's? Not in her lifetime. We'll meet beside the bleachers then, because otherwise I will totally forget about you and this project will never get done. She stated after having her laugh, clicking an ink pen from her bag and snatching up the other girl's hand, she scribbled her phone number in the palm before tilting her head as if on cue with the bell. Remember it, kay? Blowing a bubble shortly after moving out of the seat, her curvy figure moved to join her friends, each of them sharing a laugh about something or another before exiting the classroom.listu
Thread: secrets better left unsaid. [romantic x mintie]

It was that time of the week. The game against whoever it was. Big, sweaty men beating on other bug sweaty men. Misako had never been able to appreciate men like that. They were all muscles and no grace. She had her camera with her, aiming snap shots at her partner while she did her thing. Without her knowing she was having her photos taken, she'd be able to get her true emotions. Right now, joy as she did her high kicks and cheers. She even managed to get a panty shot so she could embarrass her later. Gwen Davies, bitch cheerleader of the school. It'd be nice to see her pissed off. When the game ended, she was already behind the bleachers, hidden a good ways off with her zoom lens on. She was hiding from the girl. Cuz then the cheerleader would be pissed. More expressive shots that way. Maybe she'd be confronted by one of her football playing meathead boy toys. Or some friends. Then she could get some more shots of different expressions. See, even if the girl was going to be pissed, they'd still get a good grade from the great expression shots.
Thread: secrets better left unsaid. [romantic x mintie]

The football game was something she was used to, typical to say the least. Gwen was used to the high kicks and being thrown into the air and caught perfectly to cause the crowd to chant with excitement, those were all the things that came with a football game Not to mention the game itself. Stretching her arms in the air and waving her pom poms to the crowd, the female had yet to see that Asian girl within the crowd, though she wasn't looking, knowing it would be one more thing past thinking about her to fuck up her perky mood. Several school chants and more of being thrown into the air later, the football game was over and the group of females huddled up for discussion of tonight's party. Leaning down and touching her toes to pop a few bones out of habit, Gwen was semi - circled by her friends in no time, their team having won the game and the cheerleaders having done pretty damn good themselves. Oh my god, the party tonight is going to be amazing! One of them stated, only a few of them noticing a rather bulky quarterback find himself behind Gwen, taking a slap to her firm rear. A squeak emerging from the girl as she hadn't heard him come up behind her, the other girls giggled knowingly before wiggling their fingers at her and her other 'friend'. Gwennie babe. You're going to the party tonight, right? Though she would have enjoyed going, and where his hand was roaming as he moved to stand in front of her as one hand resided on her ass, the other steeping to the front of her skirt, Gwen puffed her cheeks out softly before stating sourly, I have a project to do. And the conversation continuing faintly on that note, with a kiss to her cheek, the female directed herself to the locker rooms to go and get her bag, everyone else having already cleared out of the area.listu
Thread: FREE ICE CREAM!

Gogogogo.
Thread: FREE ICE CREAM!

-Doesn't trust it-
Thread: FREE ICE CREAM!

I don't really like icecream.
Thread: FREE ICE CREAM!

There is no Ben and Jerry's here. -Cries-
Thread: FREE ICE CREAM!

Are Ben and Jerry good in bed? Who needs ice cream.
Thread: Know what sucks?

When you're putting off something in real life and you're in reply limbo on Blue Moon. I keep reasoning with myself, just one more reply and I'll really get to work! But of course all my rp partners are busy or just totally offline. Haha. Damn it don't want to write essays...
Thread: Treena's Begining

Treena had nothing. Her father had gambeled away everything. Even her very freedom. Now she was waiting to see what would happen to her. She was unsure and very scared. Her other sisters had already been sold she was the last one left to pay her fathers debt off. She sighed as she waited for whomever decided to buy her from the men that held her very life in thier hands.
Thread: Treena's Begining

i'm very interested in this opening! PM me!
Thread: I have returned

I had to take a break from E but now I have returned and am ready to start new games
Thread: I have returned

Okay its been like 2 years since I have been on this site. Oops