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council nomination
Council Nomination Petition Signatures for Miss Blair Cornelia Waldorf, party planner extraordinaire and former queen of the upper east side. -
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There was a handful of ways that meals featuring the Waldorf women went. Typically someone cancelled or guests turned up unexpected by one member of the original party doubling or tripling the number. Work was added, plans were changed something like that. Meals weren't exactly things pulled out of the Donna Reed Show except on the rarest of ( Read more... ) -
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"There's nothing there," Blair said fingering the double strand of pearls around her neck. Hair slicked back into a low knot at the base of her neck, she touched the coffee table. Not much, but what could one expect from a man who lived alone? It didn't matter really, he could be such a dear when he wanted to be ( Read more... ) -
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Truth was that Blair hadn't been quite sold on the whole "island is a hell hole of suck" until fairly recently. Sure she'd acted like she was taking Free Bird to its most literal of meanings and cut off her hair, but it worked for Audrey so there was no reason it couldn't work for her too. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, the island was ( Read more... ) -
[and as we go drowning.]
This was the end of the line.
Curled up in the bathroom stall, Blair Waldorf knew that better than she knew a lot of other things. It didn’t matter how many times she counted the marks in the tiles around her or how long she held her breath. It was over. Just like that.
Those days, that freedom it had been so wonderful, so strange and she didn’t ( Read more... ) -
[opp!plot: blair takes a roman holiday]
A day into this and Blair was still feeling wonderful. Serena was still a little tense, but that was just her way and Blair was trying to get her to calm down. To relax and feel the sunshine, to smell the flowers and eat the delicious food. The people were friendly, the water was gorgeous and not enjoying every minute of it seemed like a giant ( Read more... ) -
[opposite plot, pre-play]
Blair felt wonderful. It was definitely had something to do with the incredible lightness and fluffy feeling she was feeling, coupled with the booze on an empty stomach and the reefer brownies. God, who could say no to pot brownies? What wonderful combination of calories that was certain ( Read more... ) -
[ooc] plotting between the lines.
Presumably, our pups have lives that happen when we aren't playing them, as none of us can play 24/7. Some of the things that happen are tedious and everyday, and not worth thinking much on: It's fair to assume they eat, bathe, go to "work" or school as it applies, etc. But there might be things that happen between pups that, while not necessarily ( Read more... ) -
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In hindsight Blair had always found to be kind of funny. Not “ha ha that’s hilarious” funny or even the “LMAO” kind, but the ironic sort. The sort of comedy perfected by British comedies and usually lost on most people. It was probably a sign that her tastes were a bit too refined even for this ( Read more... )