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Thread: A Lesson in Love (MoonxChurch)

Daneas's eyes where just as open as Jake's where. those pretty orbs filled with worry, compassion, and understanding. in the morning he was looking perfectly happy in his sitting upright sleeping position and he groaned as he was awoken, groaning again as he realized WHY he was awake, and with a practiced ease he snatched up a small box made out of some sort of cloth material, and flung it violently at the Coffee Pot, which he had a perfectly open line to. the box hit the Coffee pot, setting the whole thing to quivering from the force of the impact, and the awful beeping stopped. clearly Daneas fell asleep on his couch more than he'd like to admit. Daneas groaned again as Jake shifted and Daneas moved before either of them realized what he was doing. he wrapped his arms around Jake and pulled him almost into Daneas's lap. mmm don't go. he mumbled sleepily. 'll make you bre'fast... he slurred before he closed his eyes and sighed. i don't wanna get up. he groaned. i hate getting up... stupid coffee pot... he grumbled as he forced his eyes open and blinked stupidly at his living room. clearly the teacher wasn't much of a morning person. he looked down at Jake and blinked again before he smiled a little and ran his fingers through the others hair. ...you have bed head. he teased with a slight snicker. of course, his own hair wasn't much better. he grunted as he did his own stretches, his back and hips popping loudly, making Daneas cringe and groan as he worked out his stiff muscles. ugh... i have really got to stop falling asleep on this lumpy damn thing. he grumbled as he carefully, slowly stood up, taking care not to jar Jake too much. he froze at the question and turned furious eyes on Jake, but it wasn't Jake that he was angry with. you don't have to go back to that house, ever. he stated firmly. you are seventeen right? you don't have the right to live on your own yet, but you do have the right to choose who you live with. it would be fairly easy for me to gain temporary guardianship over you, with or without your parents permission. in fact, all i have to do is get the paperwork from the local courthouse, we both sign it and bam. your mine until you turn eighteen. Daneas admitted simply. and before you ask, yes i would be willing to do that. i know all too well how much it hurts to live in a house where your not liked and not wanted... he admitted as he started rifling through his fridge. what would you like for breakfast? Eggs and toast? Waffles? pancakes? French toast? i think i have some potatoes, i could make hash browns... shut UP Coffee! he ordered at the suddenly beeping again coffee machine, pushing several buttons with a surprising amount of malevolence and glaring at the machine when it fell silent again. ...it went off at three in the morning last time... i have no idea how to work this damn thing... he complained, sulking at Jake. i don't suppose you know how to set the damn thing up?
Thread: A Lesson in Love (MoonxChurch)

Jake winced a little bit as he watched the box fly across the room with a skilled precision you couldn't attain without having done the same action many times before. He giggled a bit as he was pulled even closer and the other mumbled a protest at his suggestion of leaving, smiling as the other ran his fingers through his hair, blood reaching the surface of his cheeks as he looked downwards in embarrassment. His hand remained on his teacher's forearm while they were so close, gazing at him with a sense of wonder almost. He had never been one for close physical moments but it wasn't strange here at all, in fact, he could almost day that he enjoyed it. A small sigh of unhappiness left him as the other got up and he was left on the couch, freezing now that his source of warmth was gone. He pulled the blanket around him tightly as he got up and followed the man into his kitchen, looking around at the appliances though his attention was jerked roughly back to the singing coffee pot and Daneas yelling back at it. He placed a hand on his arm to calm him and looked at it, rolling his eyes a little but at him. What time do you want it to go off? He asked softly, looking up at him with a small smile. He set it with the push of a few buttons and then turned back to him there. Easy peasy. He felt really awkward having someone offer to cook for him. Usually he was the one having to cook and make breakfast for his family so it wasn't often someone was willing to do something for him without asking for anything in return. I would love some waffles. I can't remember the last time I had a real waffle. Jake looked nervous and excited and Dan would able to see then just gotta much the child had been deprived of and why he acted out in school the way that he did. When you lived your life being told that you were shit and completely worthless you start to believe it. The thought of living with his teacher was a little daunting but he knew he would be treated better than he was now, and he wouldn't have to worry about his parents remembering that he needed to eat or that he needed gas in his car so that they didn't have to drive him to school and take valuable time out of their days. He went back into the living room and sat down in the couch, turning and watching Daneas start moving around through the kitchen. He settled into the couch and got comfortable and warm, the blanket finally doing is job, and ended up falling asleep while he was cooking, feeling at peace with where he was. He only woke when Dan prodded so that he could eat, looking a little confused as to where he was at. Thank you so much. It smells delicious he said, and add if on cue his stomach growled it's agreement.
Thread: A Lesson in Love (MoonxChurch)

Daneas was clearly not awake when he ran his fingers through Jake's hair, but he didn't seam to care either way. it was almost like the teacher was just as touch starved as Jake was. that couldn't be possible though, right? how are you feeling this morning by the way? any head pains? do your ribs still hurt? Daneas asked suddenly, looking worried about his newest charge, head cocked to the side. Daneas had a lot of appliances, funnily enough. he had two blenders, an electric grill and griddle along with the common stove and microwave. there was a bread making machine, and a machine that dried things out, making jerky, or apple chips. he had all kinds of weird things. he was watching the other play with the Coffee Pot and grinned as it was 'fixed'. hopefully it remains undamaged from all the times i threw something at it. Daneas mused as he bent down and picked up the ball made out of cloth and stuffing. not too heavy, but certainly heavy enough to break something if thrown hard enough. thank you for fixing it. damn thing. i read the instructions, but they didn't make a single bit of sense! Daneas complained, shooting his coffee pot a sour look. Waffles it is! Daneas chirped, starting to pull things out of cupboards and drawers. flower, milk, vanilla, eggs, starch, whisks bowls, a waffle iron... he was going to make them from scratch apparently. he examined an index card that had a recipe on it, and let Jake relax some more. after another half an hour, breakfast was done. Jake had a plate of four, fluffy, golden brown waffles on a plate and there was bacon and sausage as well. Daneas had the same, and he flopped down on the couch, handed Jake the Syrup, and liberally dusted his own with massive amounts of butter before soaking them in syrup. it's been a while since i've had someone to cook for. Daneas admitted happily. i forgot how fun it is, usually i just blend together some fruit and yogurt, or grill something. he admitted as he stuffed a chunk of Waffle into his mouth, grinning a little. make sure you eat enough, growing boys are always hungry in my experience, and you seam a little thin. Daneas admitted, looking a little worried as he looked the other over. are you sure you don't want to go to the police with this?... by the way, the police found your phone. GPS tracking. the mugger is in jail. he admitted simply. we can go down later to have you identify the guy and collect your phone and wallet.... i'm not sure if your going to want your shoes back though... the guy was wearing them, and who knows how many foot diseases he might have, i'll buy you a new pair. he promised.
Thread: A Lesson in Love (MoonxChurch)

Um, I feel a lot better than I did last night. I've warmed up at least He said, smiling a little at the thought of cuddling with his teacher to warm himself up. My head isn't bad, my ribs still hurt though. I don't think they're broken though cause I slept on them and it didn't really hurt. I guess they're just sore. He looked at the machine when Daneas said something and shrugged it looks fine. I don't think you did anything to it that'll mess it up permanently. He laughed a little bit and glanced at the machine you don't read the instructions. They're always useless and half the time they're in Chinese. I didn't think you were going to have to do all of this. I would've been completely happy with a box of frozen eggos or something. Jake said, feeling terrible about requesting something that was going to take forever to do. Oh, there was not going to be an argument coming from Jake about eating enough. He very happily crammed several waffles into his mouth, feeling as if he hadn't had actual foods in weeks this is the best thing I have ever had. Holy mother of God He muttered through a bite of waffle. He had already moved closer to Daneas on the couch and spread the blanket over his lap as well so they were sharing it. Jake also had crossed his legs so his knee was resting slightly in the thigh of the other while they were sitting, feeling completely comfortable here. The boy wiggled his toes at the mention of his stolen shoes, almost having forgotten about them until it was brought up Oh, I can just go home and get some. Maybe. I'll probably need to go when they're both at work He mused aloud, hoping to get his things without running into either of his parents. The night before he couldn't have even thought about leaving them but now he was questioning everything. Oh. I'll take my phone back. I don't really care about my wallet. It was my dad's anyways. I don't really want to talk to them but if I'm gone and don't say anything to them then I can't get my stuff and they'll probably put out an amber alert or something and I don't want to get you in trouble with anyone. I mean can you even do that I'd you're my teacher? What would they think? I don't want you to get fired just because you're a good person. He sounded worried, because he was, but he was also apprehensive about what would happen if they showed up at school at the same time. He knew what it would look like. It would look like he was messing around with the teacher and because he wasn't of age and he was his teacher he'd get in trouble with the law regarding having sexual relations with a minor and just being inappropriate in the workplace. There was to much they would need to deal with for it to work out well for them. What was worse was that he wasn't angry that they thought there might be something going on between them but that there was something wrong with it. Why should it matter if he was his teacher or he wasn't 18 yet. If they wanted to they should be able to do whatever they wanted if they were both consenting.
Thread: A Lesson in Love (MoonxChurch)

Jake nodded, that was clearly a non-negotiable fact, and honestly if his ribs were still hurting after a few more days he would want someone to look at them to make sure he didn't have something really wrong with him. He was lucky Daneas was so chilled with these things. If it had been anyone else he was sure they would have called the police and then he would have to go through all of that bullshit and describe how his father had hit him and past abuse and all kinds of crap he really didn't want to deal with. On top of that they probably would want him to talk to some shrink about his past to try and make sure he wasn't going to be some messed up adult serial killer or something. He was pulled out of his inner monologue by a set of instructions in chinese being presented to him, taking them and flipping through it to glance at the pictures, wondering why he hadn't just bought an english coffee pot to begin with. Okay, okay. I was just saying that I don't care he muttered, his eyes going wide at the others clear hatred of frozen foods. Well, that ruled out a large list of foods he wouldn't be eating if he was going to live with him. It's really good. Thanks. I haven't had anything like this is forever. I can't even remember the last time someone cooked for me he said, not counting the school lunches, which were essentially garbage already. Okay, do I need to make a list for him or will he just grab everything? he asked, wondering who his friend was in the department. I would feel weird if I left for good and never said anything to them he admitted, though he didn't really want to risk his fathers anger. He smirked a bit at his teachers obvious enjoyment of spreading such a rumor around the school, not caring in the slightest what people would think of him, it was admirable, really. He groaned when he thought about the ex he now had. She was going to be real fun to deal with. He knew his phone would have tons of messages and missed calls from her when he got it back, maybe Daneas could help him out with that too, although he was gay. Maybe relationships still worked the same way, he wouldn't know. Jake chewed on his bottom lip, worried about how things were going to happen and the fact that he was going to have to decide what to do between there and getting to the police department, which was, regrettably, a very close drive. Yeah, I'm seventeen, for a couple more weeks at least. He said softly, wondering if Mr. Dan would kick him out once he turned eighteen or if he would give him a little time to find somewhere and get a job. He didn't think he'd be offered a permanent or even a semi-permanent residence there. I would like for you to be my guardian, that is if you don't care, of course. If it's too much trouble I'm sure I could figure something out at least for a little while Jake said softly, thinking about going back to his house to take the wrath of his father or going out and living on the street. He'd probably be a hooker of some sort and get addicted to cocaine or something with his luck.
Thread: Injustice Group RP? (Interest Check)

I'd be up for playing green arrow
Thread: Injustice Group RP? (Interest Check)

Okay, cool. Now we need two women. xD
Thread: Injustice Group RP? (Interest Check)

ilaughatmyself said Okay, cool. Now we need two women. xD Click to expand... I think it might be fun to play Raven.
Thread: Injustice Group RP? (Interest Check)

Okay, cool! Just one more...
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

For some reason, every time I try to send a pm to someone, it says that I have disabled them. Not someone else, not an admin. Me. and I don't know how to get it back...
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

You have to go into your User CP, then edit options and select receive PMs.
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

I dunno...I have the same issues on my end too...and I know mine arn't disabled...I was messaging someone a couple of hours ago.
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

mine already says that, what is this glitch?
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

I would say that was it...but it's not unchecked that I can receive pms. It's every time I try to send one. It says correct the following errors private messaging disabled. You cannot send pms to this user or something like that. Thing is...it's for everyone I've been trying to pm for the past 20 minutes. . it was working fine earlier.
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

I have a temporary solution. Just click BCC and write your own nick in the lower box. You'll send pm to both the person you want and yourself. Had the same problem and earlier my pm's were sent to multiple recipients with second being NA.
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

Evil...you really are a freakin genius. XD
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

This is why.
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

Thank you Hahvoc, for the update.
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

Thanks hahvoc.
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

Is everyone able to send pms normally now, I hope?
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

Confirmed, pms working normally.
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

Indeed. 3
Thread: Saying that I've disabled Private messages?

EvilGenius said I have a temporary solution. Just click BCC and write your own nick in the lower box. You'll send pm to both the person you want and yourself. Had the same problem and earlier my pm's were sent to multiple recipients with second being NA. Click to expand... Basically once I'd banned the user in question, they couldn't receive PMs any longer, so people couldn't send PMs to them unless they were on staff. The only way not to send a PM to them was to put something valid in the BCC field.
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

Someone managed to sign up to the forums with a blank username. This causes a bug in MyBB which causes them to be BCCed on every private message. Said person knew what they were doing and what the results would be - immediately on activating their account, they went straight to pms and started hitting refresh. Vekseid is working on a solution to this and the user in question has been banned and no longer has access to PMs. However, they did manage to gain access to about a dozen PMs rather than the hundreds they could have read. The user's email address has also been invalidated. It came to our attention that the reason the username was blank was because of a character byte error, which has been addressed.As this hasn't happened before, Vekseid is currently working on a proper solution to the BCC problem, and will be sending the solution to the MyBB team accordingly. Vekseid will be contacting the users who had their PMs read and following up with them, and will be issuing an apology. This shouldn't have happened, and we as staff, are sorry this has occurred at all.
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

Again, I'm sorry about this, everyone. I have resolved the underlying bug which the patch did not fix and fired it off to the MyBB team. Am going to be pming the affected users now, along with the pm reported. If you don't get a PM from me about this, your pm did not get read.
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

Thanks, Vek. As always, you're awesome. much love
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

Everyone who had a PM read has been messaged regarding each individual incident. Fortunately, though the attacker had access to some two thousand pms about five hours worth, they didn't very many, nor did they use the export feature thank fucking heavens. Again, this was entirely a trick exploiting a couple of bugs in the system to get BCCed on every single message that did not have a BCC explicitly specified. No e-mails or details not otherwise publicly visible, besides PMs and their subjects were exposed.
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

Dayum. Wonder what other bugs there are
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

Vek, thank you for your efforts.
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

That sucks, but I don't think anyone blames BM itself. people are sometimes ass holes. It's part of the internet. I'm glad it didn't happen to me, but even if it did I wouldn't be angry with you guys.
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

Well two of my messages seemed to be affected by this but apparently none of them where read. However wow... what people do to entertain themselves.
Thread: Data Breach Notice - Immediate Attention Required

I'm glad this was cleared up, and it shows Vek's mastery in this art. You did a good job. I was wondering why it said multiple people got messages. Weird quirk.
Thread: Is this heaven? (Shaelinn and I)

Anthony had a steady job and income working as a programmer for a software company. He was a typical 24 year old man with ambitions to go further with his career and make more money, however, a stroke of fate would determine otherwise. Anthony was on his way to work one morning when he began to feel dizzy, he had been up late the night before so he assumed it was just his body telling him he was tired, however, before he could pull over to the side of the road he got into a horrific car crash, when he woke up he was somewhere he had seen before. He knew his way around but couldn't put his finger on it. Stumbling up some wooden steps into a bar full of noisy people, he walked over to the bar and sat down on a stool not looking up for a second although the scent and smell of the bartender seemed inviting, which was unusual for such a person who's surrounded by booze and drunks all day. He just kept to himself and didn't even bother to see that the bartender was a lovely woman. He had been trying to figure out what had happened, had he dream't the accident? was he really in his home town and just couldn't remember? No, thee's no way. This place was new, yet familiar to him.
Thread: The Rejects of Society (Milenko x Dr. Nibbles)

Chris Wexler was a goth girl from the wrong side of the train tracks. Believe it or not, her new found friends and family in the alternative world are more supporitve and loving than her real family ever was. Her family was in the most basic terms, white trailer trash abusive, alchoholic sloths who only cared their daughter ran away because she was a tax write off. Chris was 19, and though such a youth living on her own seems odd to most, she left much earlier. Dropping out of high school at 16 and roaming the streets panhandling, drug dealing and sometimes worse for money. Finally she found refuge in Paradise Springs, the abandoned project along the coast. It was a chaotic haven for those to be free from oppression and sorrow. It was a constant party for most, especially Chris. Chris was still a bit cross-faded, naked and dizy, lying in the bed of the unspoken leader of this Alternative Eden, Blake Talbot. She remembered vaugly how last nights events unfolded, and if the several used condoms in the trash beside her were any indication it was one hell of a good one. Chris couldn't get back to sleep as the summer sun rose. Her head pounding and her body sore. She got up, grabbing her lace panties she stole from a Fredrick's outlet and a torn-up, sleavless Misfits t-shirt from Blakes pile of clothes. The sun illuminated her pefectly, small, perky tits and tattooed ribcage that were made to look like exposed bone through torn flesh, down her cleavage a chinese dragon curled and squrimed its way to her delicate womanhood, eyeing it as if it were the very treasure it gaurded. She swam in the shirt, making it more of a night gown than anything. The tall, pale brunette made her way down stairs, her short, black hair teased and messy, just how she liked it. Her eye shadow was a bit smeared but it only further enhanced the smokey look she strode for. Her gentle curves were covered by the oversized t-shirt, though anyone could see everything she had to offer from the sides of the torn shirt. She finally arrived in the kitchen to see if there was any Advil, there he was, the mohawked, tatooed adonis that pleasured her mere hours ago. Chris bit her lip and snuck up behind him, walking on the balls of her feet before finally lazyily falling onto his back and wrapping her hands around him and feeling his tense, toned body. Good morning, handsome. she said with a smile.