1. Pick one of your characters. If I (not the character you selected, me personally) have not interacted with the character in question, leave me a wiki. I do have a right to refuse due to "honestly, I have no clue about your character ( Read more... )

The steps of the might temple rose like a ominous monolith in the moonlight. Framed only by the moon and a large bonfire to one side the predators who mingled at their base spoke in hushed tones of the tension that hung heavy in the air. Some were here to kill her, some here to protect her, at the moment it was moot. Feeling his every comforting ( Read more... )

Two bats flew through the night, their tiny vulnerable forms a lie to the world. Away from city lights and traffic, suburbs and highways to a corn field. The smaller of the two would pause occasionally and then veer one way or another, until below they saw a black dot moving steadily across the fields of sprouting green. As if sensing them, or ( Read more... )

So..I have an Ipod and no music on it for playlists for my PC's. This is the part where I turn to you all in order to make said playlists for my PC's since I"m horrid at it.

Your assignment is as follows:

Songs that remind you of Rose

Songs that remind you of Sally.

Go forth and make me a playlist!

She strolled into the room with the ease of someone who knows exactly where on the food chain they belong. Looking around her at all the faces she let the shock sink into their faces the way water soaks dry leather ( Read more... )

It should have been her. She should have stuck him the blow that ended his requiem, someone had robbed her of that battle of predators.

Someone would pay for the mistake of taking that from her...

She's been listening to Saint Peter scream the word jyhad for two hours now, apparently the love of the magical baby jesus had been forgotten in favor of his wrath. Holy War...there is nothing holy about war, god was just an excuse on most occassions. Her inbox is filling at an alarming rate, everyone has an opinion and she's no different then most ( Read more... )

Sneaking down to the wharf had been the easy part, stealing the boat a piece of cake. Steering the damn thing out into the river was proving markedly more difficult, but then she had always preferred her feet on solid ground ( Read more... )

Quote: “We’ve started badly, but I take all the blame for that. I’m afraid I’ve become over enthused. You see I saw you from across the room, your large blue eyes ever so coyly moving over me quickly and then away, I’m a sucker for a set of baby blue’s, they remind me of shepherdess’ . What’s your name my poor little lamb? Oh don’t be afraid, I’m ( Read more... )

( A song for now, but soon a post I promise. )