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«Oldest ‹Older 801 – 1000 of 4925 Newer› Newest»Good bye, Amy!
(Hello, Jaimie. *she cuddles her tightly* I will be going to sleep soon. Not right now, however.)
Greetings Mr K Corner.
Forgive me commander but if, as you earlier stated, you are tired surely it would be wise to rest?
(That may be a good idea. Perhaps when I wake up you will speak to me as you usually do.)
Forgive me, I myself started drifting off.
Indeed, perhaps.
On, is there something wrong?
Warring parties have caused one to become a neutral party until such a time when a winner emerges.
@On warring parties?
Hi, Elleni.
Happy Spring! :D
*quietly*
Except for the fact that you've let it reduce you from a person to.. well, to a machine almost..
Onwa: Mmm..
*smiles very happily while also sleepy*
(Hello.)
Claire: I'm still me!
Liliana: Tired?
*nods*
*goes back to eating, not pushing it further*
Onwa: *smiles at her more*
Mmm..
(Hello, Jaimie. *cuddles her tightly*)
Claire: *she continue to eat, also*
Phaestra: What do you all think about Phraelia making me more powerful? Should I or shouldn't I?
Liliana: We can sleep?
(*cuddles her tightly back*)
Hmm.. well.. it means you can do more good in the world? But.. power corrupts.. and makes you into a target..
Onwa: Of course.
*snuggles into her side, curling to fit the curves of her body*
(*she kisses her forehead*)
Phaestra: I am already a target, and in all my years, I have not been corrupted.
Liliana: *she wraps her arms around her*
Hmm.. true. It'd tip the balance between you and Minerve..
Onwa: *smiles, pressed against her, slowly falling asleep against her*
Phaestra: And why is that a bad thing?
Liliana: *she smiles, closing her eyes, also*
It's not. But its not necessarily good.
Onwa: *falls asleep*
(Apologies, Dragona was walking his dog.)
Phaestra: Why?
Liliana: *she falls asleep, also*
(It's okay.. I fell asleep..)
*shrugs*
Things are the way they are for a reason?
(Time Skip?)
(*cuddles her tightly*)
Phaestra: Because Minerve and I are of nearly equal strength. Not for any kind of purpose.
Bethany: I still don't think you should, mother.
(Indeed, Jaimie.)
(*cuddles her tightly back*)
Think of it this way.. if you could, would you stop people dying of disease?
Onwa: *smiles slightly in her sleep, for once looking innocent and kind and not angry, guarded or fierce, a slight silver light shimmering around her*
*sighs*
The one time I have a choice of being able to play sports with friends, I choose not to... Not out of laziness, but out of shyness because they had already started playing before I was given the choice... I feel awkward joining something that people have already started...
And now it's too late anyway...
*can't stay either*
(*hugs Lavy*)
Phaestra: I am unsure. Most likely not.
Liliana: *she smiles, watching Onwa sleep*
*nods* Hmm.
Onwa: *snuggles closer to Liliana, mumbling quietly, starting to wake up*
Phaestra: Why?
Liliana: *she smiles, kissing her neck passionately*
I was going to say that, cruel as it sounds, we need death. Without death there's overcrowding, famine, drought, rape, murder, theft..
Onwa: *sighs happily, relaxing, blinking her eyes open, the silver glow fading slowly*
*smirks slightly*
Morning.
Phaestra: I agree.
Liliana: Good morning... You are cute when you sleep.
*nods*
Good. I don't like what happens when people die, but it is necessary..
Onwa: Am I not cute all the time?
*smirks, kissing her gently*
Phaestra: All I hope is that I can prevent Minerve torturing the souls of the dead.
Liliana: Mmm... Yes, you are. But you looked more innocent, then.
*nods*
That's good.. I support that.
Onwa: *raises an eyebrow*
Oh? Hmm.. not exactly the desired look.
Bethany: So do I.
Claire: I kind of do?
Phaestra: So should I go for it?
Liliana: I don't know, I like it.
I.. yes. So long as you don't do anything too.. rash or drastic.
Onwa: You do?
*tilts head*
Phaestra: No. I just wish to... Intrude in the death process, to allow souls a peaceful transition between this life and the next.
Liliana: Innocence suits you.
*nods*
Good.
Onwa: *shakes head*
I'm hardly innocent.
Phaestra: I will become more powerful.
Claire: *she finishes her food* May I be excused from the table?
Liliana: I know you are not, but I cannot help but enjoy the concept.
Okay.
*stands and hugs Claire*
Be careful.. call Bethany if there's trouble.
*taps her head*
In here.
Onwa: *nods*
Would you prefer me to be innocent?
Claire: *she hugs her back* You can watch me. *she smiles, exiting the house* *the sound of a motorbike can be heard from outside*
Liliana: No, I would not. You are perfect.
*sighs*
I hope she's okay.. God's look down on her..
Onwa: *grins*
Good.
Phaestra: What do you mean?
Liliana: It is indeed.
Hi.
(Hello, Tia.
Apologies, I will be distant - I feel like baking, and it seems Dragona has the ingredients to make a cake.)
Enjoy your baking session, Sophia.
(I shall - I actually love to bake, but I have few chances to do it.)
I don't want her getting hurt..
Onwa: Mmm. So, what's today's agenda?
(Sorry. Am trying out a new style of clothes..)
(That is fine, Jaimie.)
Bethany: If we see her get hurt on the cameras, we can go by portal?
Liliana: What would you like to do?
(It's weird. I don't wear dresses but..I quite like my current attire.)
*nods*
Okay..
Onwa: Hmm. Well, Phaestra has limited us in our abilities..
*thinks*
(I only own one dress.)
Bethany: Could you get the camera up?
Liliana: Indeed...
Hey, Jaimie.
(Hey kas.
I own a few. I just don't like them.)
*takes the phone out, choosing the lobby camera*
Onwa: Do you wish for me to have therapy today?
Are you okay, Jaimie? Is something wrong?
*the lobby now has six armed guards*
Liliana: I do.
(Sorry, was on a bus.
@Kas yeah I'm fine. Happy.)
Mmm..
*chews her lip, checking through the other camera's for any sign of her*
Onwa: Then lets get that over with first.
Okay, Jai... *hugs her gently*
*bites lip*
*sees that each comment is at least half an hour apart*
*wonders what to do*
*can't stay that long*
...
...
...
*leaves hugs and fades out*
...
*mentally tells herself to publish her comment*
*hesitates for some reason*
*clicks the button, leaving her hugs and goes to get ready for bed*
(Apologies, it seems I disappeared briefly.)
*there is no sign of Claire*
Bethany: Maybe she isn't there yet?
Liliana: Yes, we should.
*hugs Hope*
Good night. :)
(*hugs lavender and then kas*)
*shakes head*
Even if she is we wouldn't know. Main rule of assassination, don't get caught.. we won't know where she is till it kicks off.
Onwa: Very well then.
*sits up*
Let us depart.
Jaimie, why did you change your name? :/
:/
Is everything okay?
(Oh. Did that last night. Forgot to change it. Hmm..)
*the light suddenly goes out in the lobby, and there are several flashes, accompanied by the sounds of suppressed gunshots* *there are several grunts of surprise and pain, before it goes silent* *several lights around the room light up, to reveal Claire at the computer behind the front desk, and dead bodies slumped across the floor* *she waves to the camera*
Liliana: We need to get dressed, first.
Why?
*grimaces at the dead bodies, muttering quietly to herself*
Onwa: or we could go as we are.
(@kas *shrugs*)
Okay, Jaimie. I'm here for you if you want to talk. *hugs*
(*hugs back* I know.)
Phaestra: I have to admire her tactics, if not anything else.
*Claire move towards the lift at the back of the lobby*
Bethany: Change cameras?
Liliana: I have no clothes on, Onwa.
Mm..
*switches camera to the lift*
Onwa: And it makes you all the more beautiful.
*the lift camera shows Claire reloading her pistol, and pulling a flashbang grenade from her belt* *she pushes a button on the lift*
Liliana: I am glad you think so, but I will still wear clothing.
She's good, I'll admit.. but young..
*chews her lip*
Onwa: If you wish it.
*cuddles Jai desperately*
(*cuddles Kas back?*)
*lays in some grass and stares at the sky*
Bethany: Yes... Are you alright?
*Claire pulls the pin out of the flashbang grenades, rolling it through the lift doors when they open, walking out into the next floor of the building*
Liliana: Will you be wearing anything?
(Hello, Alastair. How are you?)
(Hey Alastair)
*quickly changes camera*
Just.. worried for her.
Onwa: would you like me too?
I'm fine, thank you.
Hello, Alastair.
Hello.
A ghost with an odd inability to sleep...
Hmm.
This is what one may class as distressing...
http://www.buzzfeed.com/jemimaskelley/cracker-in-my-clacker?utm_term=.flwDrjKE&fb_ref=mobile_share#.ikokPValM
Also, if any of you want to learn how to speak Australian, this is a good quiz to start with :)
Hello, Danni. I was just thinking of you. I've missed you. *hugs gently*
How have you been?
(*waves at the ghost*)
*Returns the hug*
I have been alright. Among other things. How have you been, Kas?
Hello, also, Silente.
(Hey Dan.. glad to here you've been alright..)
(**hear)
I've been depressed. But I could have been worse.
I'm glad you've been okay, Danni.
*leaves hugs for Danni, going to click on the link!!!*
Hey, Duggy.
Hey Kas
*frowns*
9/20
Images aren't loading properly on my phone...
Images aren't loading properly on my phone...
Bethany: I'm sure she'll be alright...
*Claire moves forward, breaking a guard's neck, shooting a second with the first's gun* *she then spins, suddenly jumping to the side to avoid return fire, rolling* *she grasps one of the guard's guns, aiming it upwards and pulling the trigger until the magazine is empty*
*suddenly, she turns, moving the guard in front of a second as he pulls the trigger - causing him to shoot his colleague instead* *she shoots her pistol over the dead guard's soldier, hitting the one who had shot him in the head* *she lets the guard fall*
Liliana: At least underwear.
Mm. She shouldn't be this good at killing at her age...
Onwa: Very well. Underwear it is.
*lacey black underwear with pink bows forms one her*
Better?
Bethany: I agree... But I could when I was ten... But I'm not human...
*Claire casually walks into another part of the building*
Liliana: Yes. *she smiles, putting on her underwear and a dress* Better.
Exactly..
*swaps camera again*
Onwa: *takes her arm*
Then lets get this over with.
*Claire is in a narrow corridor, with two men with baseball bats at the end*
Liliana: Are you sure you don't want anything more on?
*chews her lip*
Careful Claire..
Onwa: I am.
(It has been rather quiet here today.)
Claire: *she holsters her pistol, drawing her double bladed sword from her back, spinning it, continuing to walk*
Bethany: What are those club things?
Liliana: *she extends her hand to Onwa*
(Indeed it has.. its a little scary.)
Baseball bats..
Onwa: *takes her hand, pressing against her*
(At least we have managed to talk nearly all day - I am glad you are here, at least.)
Phaestra: Baseball being a sport?
Claire: *she ducks underneath the swing of a baseball bat, using her sword to slice a leg off from one of the guards* *she takes a step back to avoid a swing from the second guard, stabbing a blade into his arm* *she then detaches the blades from each other, stabbing him in the neck with the second* *she retrieves both, fixing them together again before stabbing the man without a leg in the chest*
Liliana: Mmm... *they vanish in a flash of black, reappearing in Berengaria's castle*
(I will be back soon.)
(Im often here..)
Yes..
Onwa: *smirks, squeezing her hand gently*
I hardly feel as though there's anything interesting to do here, really. I imagine others may feel similarly.
(I am back.
Alastair - It is almost like a cycle. People do not think there is anything interesting to do - so there is nothing interesting to do, which causes people to think that there is not anything to do. People should just create something interesting to do if they wanted something to interest them?)
Bethany: That was... quite violent?
Berengaria: Is your lack of clothing an attempt to mock me?
(Sorry. Was eating.)
*nods*
Yeah.. it was..
Onwa: Why of course not, I merely felt that being comfortable may aid our sessions, no?
(They could simply have interesting things to do that aren't on the blog.)
I'm not particularly eager to expend effort trying to create something that will entertain other people, especially if there are other places I can go that matter more to me. I also happen to despise boredom, and find it difficult to simply entertain myself, so I likely wouldn't think it worth waiting for others to get involved in something.
You and Silente already have each other, but I don't have any real connections here anymore, and even when there are more people here they often aren't doing anything I feel I would enjoy being a part of.
I'm sure other people have different views on the subject- for example, Lavender left quickly only because there was no one here to talk to her and she didn't have an excess of time to wait. And I wouldn't argue against lack of interest being a cycle. But in any case, people seem to be coming here less and less often, and I can understand why.
( [Acknowledges Alastair's existence] )
( [Acknowledges Sophia's existence] )
( [Acknowledges Silente's existence] )
( [Acknowledges the existence of any ghosts] )
( [Disappears] )
(That is true. In terms of things to do here - there are two options, talk or roleplay.
It is fine, Jaimie. *cuddles her tightly*)
Claire: *she walks into the last room, which also has a CCTV camera - the office of the leader* *she straps her sword back on her back*
Leader: And who, exactly, are you supposed to be?
Claire: I'm me. And you're dead. *she launches three throwing knifes in quick succession*
Leader: *he throws himself to the side, pulling a pistol out from his jacket pocket, starting to shoot*
Claire: *she rolls, dodging the shots* *she dodges quickly to the side as she closes in, taking his pistol and punching him in the chin*
Leader: *he staggers a little, grunting, swiping her legs out from underneath her with his foot* *he moves to stamp on her head*
Claire: *she rolls out of the way, getting on to her feet whilst doing so* *she starts to run away from him*
Leader: *he growls, running after her*
Claire: *she runs at a wall, doing a backflip off of it*
Leader: *he grabs her mid-flip, throwing her down into his desk* Stupid bitch.
Claire: *she hisses, rolling off the edge of his desk, taking cover, pulling a grenade from her belt* *she draws her pistol, blind-firing in his direction, managing only to smash a window*
Leader: *he picks up his pistol from the floor* You missed. Didn't daddy teach you how to shoot?
Claire: Only with pistols. I taught myself the rest. *she pulls the pin out of the grenade, moving from out of cover* *she jumps over the table*
Leader: *he fires his pistol, narrowly missing her head*
Claire: *she fires her pistol, knocking his gun from his hand* *she jumps, wrapping her legs around his torso, slamming the grenade into his mouth* *she kicks him backwards, sending him staggering* *she pushes herself away, just as he falls out of the window, the grenade exploding before he hits the ground*
*she starts to hum to herself gently, moving to a cupboard at the back of the room*
Berengaria: You are right, however I thought you would come dressed... more suitably.
(Alastair - then perhaps consider it as entertaining yourself and others simultaneously?)
I don't know what I would do that wouldn't bore me quickly. Honestly, I doubt that I'm invested enough in this blog any more to spend too much effort trying to change it.
(I have few investments, but I understand how you feel.)
(*cuddles her tightly back*)
Holy.. if I weren't surprised I'd be proud. She's got such a good ttechnique, although she should watch her arrogance. Sure, when you can play with them do but still..
*is grinning*
Onwa: I can leave?
Bethany: She isn't exactly the most arrogant person, normally...
Phaestra: Perhaps... It is for show?
Claire: *she enters the cupboard, collecting some cleaning equipment and setting it down on the desk* *she starts to mix them together* *she takes a flare from her belt, striking it, dropping it into the mix of chemicals - which immediately burst into flames* *she walks back to the lift, pushing the button to go back to the lobby* *one of the containers explode, the fire spreading all over the walls and floor*
Berengaria: No, no. It is fine. Would you like a cup of tea?
Mmm.
*switches camera, smiling proudly*
Onwa: You wouldn't happen to have any white wine would you?
Claire: *she continues to hum to herself as the doors open* *she walks across the lobby, exiting the building* *the camera on the top floor cuts out*
Phaestra: She is... one of the most impressive children I have seen. But I cannot help but disagree with her actions.
Berengaria: *she smiles* Follow me, Onwa. *she stands up, moving to a door at the far side of the vast array of books*
She's brilliant..
*smiles proudly*
Onwa: *follows her calmly*
*the corridor with the two dead guards with baseball bats starts to be set alight*
Bethany: She is...
Berengaria: *she opens the door, starting to walk down the stairs at the other side*
*pulls Beth close, kissing her neck gently*
Onwa: *raises an eyebrow, continuing to follow*
Bethany: *she snuggles against Silente, watching the fire burn* I do not know what to think... She just killed a lot of people... Why?
Berengaria: *she leads Onwa into a vast wine cellar, full of pretty much every type of wine imaginable - including many rare ones from Earth and other places* Pick a bottle.
To protect others..
Onwa: *grins*
Hmm...
*chooses an old white wine, one thats very rare*
Phaestra: Anyone who carries firearms for a living, Bethany, is not someone who you would consider good.
Berengaria: Good choice. *she takes the wine, starting to walk back up the stairs*
*glares slightly at Phaestra, knowing she was once one of those people*
But forgiveness and acceptance can be shown to them still.
Onwa: *follows*
Phaestra: I know. I am aware.
*the sound of a motorbike can be heard from outside* *Claire walks into the house a few moments later*
Berengaria: *she sits back down in her chair, opening the bottle with a flick of her thumb* *three glasses form on the desk, and she fills them with wine* *she hands one to Onwa, and one to Liliana*
*smiles brightly*
Hey Claire!
Onwa: *takes the glass, swilling it in her hands*
*her eyes glow brighter a moment, the wine taking on a silver colour*
*smiles and takes a sip*
Claire: Hey. Did you like the show?
Berengaria: What, may I ask, did you do?
Brilliant. Bravo. Good girl not getting hurt. Grenade in the mouth though.. ouch. Messy end.
Onwa: *raises an eyebrow*
I changed its colour.
Claire: *she shrugs* It did the job.
Bethany: *she hugs Claire tightly, being careful to stay away from the blood on her suit*
Berengaria: Why?
*kisses her forehead gently*
I'll go run a bath.
*walks to the bathroom*
Onwa: *shrugs*
Claire: Yeah... I've got a lot of blood on me. *she follows Silente to the bathroom* *she takes off her mask, putting it by the side* *she loosens her belt and all the weaponry on her back, putting them on the floor*
Berengaria: I am not going to poison you, if that is what you were looking for.
*turns the hot tap on*
*smiles at Claire, adding bubble bath*
I'm proud. Beth and Phae.. dont understand, but I really am proud. You'd make a brilliant assassin..
Onwa: Of course not.
Claire: *she wipes some blood from her face* Thanks... But I'm not an assassin. If I was an assassin, I'd be less flashy. I'm a vigilante... It's all about how you look and act. *she unzips the back of her leather suit, stepping out of it* *she is wearing a bulletproof vest, as well as the usual undergarments*
Berengaria: Then why will you not tell me why?
Assassins can be flashy.
*grins*
Take it from me.
*looks away from her out of respect*
*adds a little cold water*
Onwa: *grins*
Its a poison, in a sense. We're you to drink it it'd sap away your power. It strengthens me.
Claire: Assassins probably shouldn't be seen...? I could do that, I just choose not to...
Berengaria: Clever. Very clever.
Liliana: And if I drunk it?
Really wish I had some pills or something so I could kill myself.
*shrugs*
They probably shouldn't be. But that doesn't mean you can't show off.
Onwa: *tilts head*
Hmm. I believe it may also sap your power too Liliana.
(Hello, Tia. Why, exactly, do you want to kill yourself?)
(*hugs Kas tightly* no!)
Because I'm a failure. And I can't handle it.
(You aren't a failure..)
Claire: I only show off when I'm meant to show off. *she smiles, taking off the bulletproof vest*
Liliana: Mmm... interesting. Is it temporary?
I know. You do well.
*turns off both taps, checking the water with her hand*
Should be okay.
*gets shampoo and conditioner out of the cupboard*
*gets soap and a wash cloth too*
For the blood.
Onwa: it can be.
(Everyone is a failure. Because to succeed, you first have to fail. What is the point in killing yourself when success may just be around the corner?)
Claire: Thanks... I've never had anyone do this for me before, I usually have to do it myself...
Liliana: Can, or will be? I... Am thinking about some rather fun purposes for it.
*smiles*
I'm one of your carers now.. of course I'm going to sort your bath and stuff.
*gets a navy blue towel as well*
Oh!
*gets baby oil*
If you want it.
Onwa: *grins* I can certainly get longer lasting one, however this one is temporary.
Sophia, when my mother tells me I'm an idiot and will never get anywhere in life, I'm a failure.
Yesterday dad told me he'd be better off if I didn't exist.
(@Kas your parents are wrong.)
(Parents are not always right. They appear to be very misguided. Their opinions, therefore, should not be taken into account.)
Claire: Baby oil? What do you do with that?
Liliana: Mmm...
Berengaria: I believe you two still owe me some resources.
(Hello, Elleni.)
You can put it on your arms and legs, gives you softer skin.
*shrugs*
Onwa: Indeed we do.
Just because parents are hypothetically supposed to care about you, take care of you, and know what's best for you doesn't guarantee that they're any good at it. They are just as likely to be irresponsible, unreasonable, or needlessly cruel as anyone else. That doesn't mean they should be listened to.
My parents were convinced that I was possessed because I am left handed. While I grant you that I am not real by many definitions, the same thing has happened to many others who are real, and similar things continue to happen. A parent may tell their child that being homosexual makes them evil or diseased, that a career they are passionate about is a waste of time, that they'll stain their family's reputation by being with someone they love. That doesn't make any of it true, and the fact that someone is a parent doesn't make them a reputable source of guidance.
((Thank you, Alastair.))
(*nods at Alastair*)
(kassy don't listen to your parents, they're stupid you do you and who knows what great things could happen)
(Happy birthday for yesterday, 'The Boy')
Claire: Sure, thanks... I'll try it out. My back and shoulders are absolutely killing me from where he threw me into the desk...
Berengaria: Will you be giving me them when you return to your realm?
Well, they do say homosexuality is a disease.
Obviously I don't agree.
(-thanks :P-)
(Hello again, Alastair. Hello, Star.)
Kris please...please pick up your phone...
*Hugs him tightly*
I'm so sorry I left you alone today and yesterday...I hope you don't think I was ignoring you...it's just because it was Keiron's birthday yesterday...I'm so sorry kassy...
*Hugs him tighter*
Please don't die...you're like my best friend...
So clearly, they aren't to be taken too seriously.
Mmm.. one sec..
*opens a portal, rooting around in it*
*smiles, pulling a small yellow porous rock out*
*tosses it into the bath, watching it dissolve*
*closes the portal*
That'll stop bruises and reduce the pain.
*lights an incent burner, jasmine, and blows out the flame, putting it hight up in a safe place*
Okay.. think that's everything?
Onwa: We shall.
Claire: Thanks, mum... *she smiles*
Berengaria: Good. Now... *she has a drink of the wine* If I would say that I would like you to visit Silente and apologise to her, and she apologise to you, what would you say?
*smiles back*
You're welcome. If you need anything, holler.
*walks out, leaving her to her bath*
Onwa: I'd so there's no chance at all of me apologizing.
Claire: I will, don't worry. *she undresses, climbing into the bath*
Bethany: Is she alright?
Berengaria: You have wronged her, just as she has wronged you.
Yeah. She's just got in the bath now. She'll be fine.
Onwa: And I feel apologizing is only relevant when there is emotion behind it.
Bethany: Good...
Phaestra: Her back appeared to take quite a beating from when the man threw her into the desk.
Berengaria: So if what you did to her was not even worth apologising for, why do you want her to be sorry for how she treated you?
*nods*
Yeah. I've given her something for it. It should help.
Onwa: because she earned anything I ever did.
Oh yeah hi to all of you too. Nice to be welcomed.
*Goes to sleep*
(Ah sorry gem cr*p cr*p cr*p!
*hugs tightly*)
:-/ *hugs Jaimie tightly*
Night sis...I'm really tired.
*Ruffles her hai*
(Gemma, you did not say hello to any of us, either.)
Bethany: Good... I'll heal it if it isn't better by the time she comes out of the bath...
Berengaria: Then has she not been punished enough?
(Night sis.. sleep well.
*cuddles tightly*
Dont let the demon house kill you or your child or your partner!!!)
Okay.
*smiles*
Good. Damn.. should've got her suit to wash it..
Onwa: No.
*hugs Gem and Jai*
(*hugs Kas*)
Bethany: I could go and get it?
Berengaria: You threatened her, you forcibly took over her body...
Liliana: And you repeatedly call her a harlot.
Berengaria: You have both wronged each other.
Because my main priority as soon as I came on was to see if Kris was ok.
I doubt the intrusion will be very relaxing..
Onwa: *frowns slightly at Liliana*
(You had enough time, Gemma. I am, however, not criticising you for prioritising.)
Bethany: I'll just be two seconds?
Liliana: I am sorry, but I just want you to be alright, Onwa.
(I will be back soon.)
Okay..
Onwa: I am perfectly fine.
Why do people seem to think "Kris" is a good name???
(I am back.)
Bethany: *she goes into the bathroom*
Claire: Hey!
Bethany: Wow, that water is... Red. Sorry, I'm just going to wash your costume. *she picks it up*
Claire: Hand wash only.
Bethany: Right. Okay. *she walks out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind her*
Liliana: Not like this.
nothing wrong with Kris, it's a strong name I prefer it to Chris i feel like they should be said differently.
@Tia: If your parents don't see how incredible you are, then your parents are idiots.
*offers hugs around*
*hugs Kes*
It's okay, I guess.
night all *leaves for sleep*
[Didn't read Saoirse's comments, but leaves her some gold and a parrot]
[Also hugs, even though hugs aren't very pirate-y]
*leaves a hug for Seirsha and Keiron*
*cuddles Hopey and Scarlet Melody*
Good night. *gently hugs everyone*
:)
You okay?
*looks at Beth*
Onwa: why not like this?
(*hugs Adra and Saoirse*)
I had a dream that Gemma wad havng a go at Rhos for some reason, can't remember why, and she said to him, "You're really great, but it's like with Trip. You're just like Trip," and I was just like WHAAAAAAAAT THEY'RE NOTHING ALIKE and the concept of them being similar was such a shock that I jerked backwards in surprise abd it woke me up. :P
Not that Rhos and Trip aren't both awesome, but they're not similar. :P
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