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06/19/2021 12:55 PM 

Clueless (Entry post)

Clueless attn: Annamention: Elena and Caroline Lionheart /1606290 It was a modest house in a different section of Mystic Falls. Jeremy Gilbert and his vampire girlfriend Anna Zhu usually tried to keep out of the limelight. It looked like they were just a regular couple who lived together, but as Jeremy got older, Anna didn’t. She’d warned him about those looks they’d eventually get, but he didn’t care. All that mattered to him was that she was in his life. She made his heart sing when nothing else could. He loved her more than life itself.The invite to the ball that was left on their doorstep had not gone without notice even though Jeremy had wanted to just leave it there. He hated putting on a monkey suit and cleaning up for any given situation. His hunter’s instinct ingrained in him by the Travelers' Magic made him want to kill things. He had to train himself not to want to kill his own girlfriend because of what she was or even Caroline because of what she was. It wasn’t easy to do that, but given that Anna was the love of his life and Caroline was his sister’s best friend he found a way to overcome that conditioning. Anna and Elena meant everything to him.Anna had been floating around the house like she was on a cloud. His five hundred year old vampire girlfriend was used to balls and dancing in large crowds. He was used to beer and pizza at the Mystic Grill. They came from two totally different eras in time, but that didn’t matter. Love made all the difference in the world. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for Anna. He muttered unintelligible groans as he put on the tuxedo and did things just to make Anna happy. If the school really was in need of money, then Jeremy was going to do what he could to help it stay afloat. “So I get to be a trained monkey for a night.” He whispered to himself. Essentially wasn’t he already a trained monkey because of his status as a member of the Five. He shrugged it off when Anna came out dressed like a queen. He did a double take and smiled at his gorgeous girlfriend. Maybe tonight wasn’t going to be a total wash after all?~*~Jeremy could have sworn that Anna was bouncing on his arm as they entered the ball. There was already quite a crowd assembled. Several people he recognized of course including Tyler Lockwood. Tyler looked like how Jeremy felt. Tyler didn’t have a girlfriend that he had to hide his emotions from while coming to this little get together. He nodded in the direction of his friend and occasional hunting buddy. Tyler as a werewolf was someone else that he had to train himself not to want to rip his throat out in a moment’s notice. Damn the Travelers and what they did to him. The sheer numbers of people who were arriving was starting to get to him. Jeremy was happy to notice more humans arriving. The overload of his senses with all the supernaturals in the room was starting to get to him. He gripped a little tighter to Anna’s arm to let her know that he wasn’t feeling very comfortable at the moment. The tray that had champagne on it came by Jeremy after having left Tyler. He snatched his own flute, tipping it back in one complete gulp. He had to have some sort of distraction. He was an experienced member of The Five now, but he usually kept out of the limelight for the most part. He did come along to the school to retrieve wayward students like he had with Landon and Rafael. It was better that Anna served on the staff there alongside other supernaturals teaching the kids how to coexist and even protect the humans of Mystic Falls. Jeremy was always the one that they would have to fear if they didn’t follow the rules.He took a moment to visually scan the floor. The congregants were a mixture of human and supernatural. He didn’t have to know the person to be able to discern that they weren’t human. Exactly what they were, now that was something else entirely. He knew certain other individuals other than the obvious and what they were like Hope Mikaelson, the Saltzman Twins and of course Bonnie Bennett. None of them had anything to worry about from him. He started to loosen his tie. He had beads of perspiration start to form on his head. “I think I need some air.” He told Anna. He separated from her momentarily and headed toward the nearest set of doors. He didn’t want to keep Anna from enjoying herself at the ball, but he needed to regain his composure.The doors he stepped into actually lead to the kitchen. The wait staff were being addressed by the caterers about how Caroline wanted everything to go off without a hitch. Jeremy ignored the general conversation and took a step toward the back door. He finally reached them, tossing them open with a single push. He was a supernatural creature too if one actually had to think about it. Witch magic made the others into what they were. It was totally unrelated to what he was in every sense of the word. It was his job to kill them. He didn’t want to engage in wholesale slaughter, so he had to take this breather. Once free of the constraints of the constant element of people being around him he started to take in several deep cleansing breaths.It was almost like being in the Pit back in high school. He could have used a joint right about then, but he didn’t do it. He’d promised both Anna and Elena that he wasn’t going to engage in anything like that anymore. His days of being an addict were being him. Times like this however were what brought him to the brink of jumping off the wagon. He took another extended walk around the fresh air trying to regain the focus. The Hunter needed to loosen his constantly at the ready senses. He inhaled sharply and exhaled again. He ran his hands through his ebony strands that were decorated with occasional flecks of grey. Interlocked fingers rested on the top of his head. He’d go back in, but he needed a few minutes.    None of us are gonna make it out of this town alive. credit: james kriet

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06/19/2021 12:52 PM 

Fear Everything (3W group post)

Fear Everything, attn: Annamention: Elena, Caroline and Klaus Lionheart /1606290 Despite being in the middle of a world in the middle of hell, Anna found a way to make him smile. She always did. Jeremy leaned in to kiss her on the lips with great love and affection. “I love you too baby. I’d be lost without you.” A world without Anna was something he wasn’t prepared to envision. Even with Klaus Mikaelson as the big bad monster in the world, he still had Anna so nothing else mattered. His defiance of Klaus was something he took great pride in, but the fact that Caroline was against them hurt. Caroline and Elena had been thick as thieves once upon a time.The two young witches were just as deeply in love as Anna and Jeremy were. Normally he’d actually work to put down witches. There was nothing normal about this world. He was putting everything on the line for them. He wasn’t going to stop. “Let’s get out of here. There are patrols that come through here nightly. We just have to outsmart them. Don’t worry.” He wrapped his arm around Anna’s waist. “We’ve done this a few times.” He kissed Anna again before releasing his hold and reaching for his bag. “Let’s do it!” He told the ladies in his company nodding firmly.~*~Leaving the safehouse, everything was pitch black. The smell of the corn in the fields made Jeremy’s nose wrinkle decidedly displeased with the putrid odor. It was best to do everything under cover of darkness. It gave them the best chances to get away from Klaus’ men. He knew where the dock was that would lead them to their ride across Lake Erie. He looked back toward the girls and Anna. He motioned for them to follow him. It was imperative not to make a sound whatsoever. There were vampires that had aligned with Klaus that usually prowled these woods and even an occasional werewolf. It was a good thing that Anna was here with them. It was what would make all the difference in the world.So far everything was going well. The dock was just within their sight. They still had to get through the obstacle course of the woods that used to be farmhouses and fields of corn. Jeremy was able to dodge and weave with the best of them. The supernatural element of his blood gave him a distinct advantage. His own knowledge of the terrain had helped him more than once through the months that he’d been here smuggling frightened supernaturals across the border into Canada. “WAIT! DId you hear that?” The voice that came out of the inky night was not that of Jeremy. He didn’t recognize it. He brought his hand up to his lips to make a silent motion to Anna and the witches. His solitary digit rested against his lips. He pointed outward for Anna to do some recon. Jeremy had a strong suspicion that they were being stalked by werewolves tonight. If that was the case, then they were in a world of hurt. Werewolves had stronger senses of smell and hearing. Anna had the speed where she could sneak up on one or more and even take one out not to mention the fact she had the skill of a vampire that was nearly one thousand years old. Anna was definitely at the advantage here.This was what they did. Anna’s speed and her drive to feed on Klaus’ operatives kept her at her peak. Jeremy didn’t care how she fed because a dead agent for Klaus Mikaelson meant that was one less that was coming after them. Their reputation was rather infamous when it came to running supernaturals across Lake Erie. Jeremy knew they were marked and he didn’t care. It just meant that they had a higher success rate than the others. He wasn’t about to stop in the near to immediate future.Anna had taken off to discover what it was and who it was that was following them. If it was the werewolf trackers, then Jeremy knew what he had to do next. The two witches clung to each other desperately in the clutches of fear and concern. He began to whisper to them. “You girls need to help me. Anna is going to try and take them out one by one. What I need from you is that you create a cloaking spell to keep them from seeing us. Can you do that?”The older of the two witches was Melissa. She had soft brown hair and a deep look of worry on her face. She admired what Jeremy and Anna were doing for her and Sarah. She nodded. Her own sapphire hues turned back to Sarah. She took the younger witch’s hand and began to chant a spell in Latin. Jeremy’s knowledge of Latin had grown over the years. He could pick up on what they were saying. He believed in them and their ability to make it work. He touched Melissa’s shoulder so that way he added his confidence in their abilities to the strength of the incantation.Jeremy watched as a man actually came out of a clearing of half rotten corn stalks to where they were. He squeezed Melissa’s shoulder and she squeezed Sarah’s hand. The spell was working. The man that walked by had eyes that flashed gold and fangs that Jeremy had been able to see. Yeah, they were werewolves alright. He knew that young werewolves had no chance against a 500 year old vampire like Anna.God, he loved her so much. She was going to have a field day with these pups. He smirked at the thought of how well fed his girl was going to be. Jeremy stayed right there with the witches to make sure that everything remained safe until Anna rejoined them. When Anna came back, the incancation would stop. All they had to do was wait for Anna to clear the way.    None of us are gonna make it out of this town alive. credit: james kriet

Bethanyjoy

06/19/2021 12:32 PM 

Rules

Hello here are some rules I will make them simple for you. Don't need to comment on them, only if you want tobut if you do comment Tell me one thing about Your  character that you like.1. I'm a para Multi para role player, i won't do one liners, as they are boring, I know people one line, there is so much to add in Multi paragraph and a paragraph, as to a one liner you can't really add much to it.2 . I make mistakes, some times , but I look over what I write.I'm not going to harp on you for making a mistake. We all make them here and there.3. I'm not always on here, I have a life, I'm a full time Parent my kid comes first. And always will. So please don't be mind at me for not responding as fast to you.4.As for having a. Relationship I'm a multi- love interest, don't like I'm sorry, I have my reason, I ship with chemistry, if we have it I'm not going to jump in to anything.5. As for pictures and profile,how I make my pictures I use Apps for them, as well as other. Editing sites... more rules coming 

paper flowers.

06/19/2021 11:33 PM 

songbird.

Deborah

06/19/2021 11:01 PM 

Debbie's past

December 15, 2017. ThailandAiden and I, we were met 5 years ago. I could not forget that day. I was walking home after work, and it was snowing and was very cold. I entered a café to warm myself up. A sneeze escaped from me and suddenly a kind ‘God bless you’ came from him. He used to say how silly I am to still remember that day. But how could I not? That was how our story began. I still could not believe it when he purposed to me a year after. He was so perfect. I love everything about him. His soft blonde hair, deep blue eyes, he had the most beautiful smile in this world. And he was so caring and noticed every little thing in my life.We both love animals. We both joined for the wildlife and animal volunteer project in Thailand. One of our jobs was to visit a local jungle to save the animals from being abused. We were divided into three groups. Aiden and I were in one group, he refused to be separated from me. He said A jungle is always a dangerous place no matter how small it is. Not long after we explored the South part of the jungle, we found a wounded bear cub. It was shivering and very weak. We noticed it was a gunshot wound. I carefully hold it in my arms, and I still could remember the warmth of the blood in my hands. Suddenly we were surrounded by a group of wild hunters. We were all shocked and scared. I could not understand their language, but I could guess they demanded us to return the bear cub to them. I refused; I could not let them kill the baby bear. I don’t know how it started; we fight back. The other of volunteers were caught by them. One of the hunters pointed his gun toward me, I closed my eyes while protecting the cub in my arms, and one gunshot was heard, but I did not feel the pain. And when I opened my eyes, Aiden was there standing in front of me. He was shot as he was trying to protect us. I hugged him tightly, and he died in my arms. His last word was ‘Don’t be scared, I won’t let them hurt you.’ And he said it with his soft smile as if to show me everything would be alright. The police arrived a few minutes after that, but it was too late. 

#memories

Deborah

06/19/2021 10:57 PM 

Deborah Harper (mutant)

Deborah was born on October 10, 1992, and was four years younger than her sister, Helena. With their parents having died sometime before she turned 20, she maintained a playful and spirited personality as she became a university student. She was very close to her older sister as a result of their parent's death. At one point, Deborah got into an abusive relationship with a man who beat her to the point of hospitalization. Helena saved her from the abusive relationship by shooting Deborah's boyfriend, inflicting serious injuries. Unfortunately, it was this incident that led to Derek C. Simmons considering using Helena as a scapegoat for his plans. Deborah and her sister are abducted by Simmons three days before the events of Leon's story and are shown to be held hostage by him in the laboratory beneath Tall Oaks Cathedral.Helena tried her best to keep her terrified sister calm. Under Simmons' command, the men came to take Deborah away, leaving Helena to futilely beg and plead for them to let her go. Helena offered herself to Simmons in exchange for her sister. Her pleas did nothing as Deborah was dragged away to a then-unknown fate.Simmons used Deborah as a bargaining tool to get her sister to help him carry out the bioterrorism attacks on Tall Oaks and assassinate the President. Despite Helena obeying Simmons in causing the death of the President, Deborah was ordered to be terminated. Instead, the members of 'The Family' decided to intervene. Rather than kill her and dispose of the body, 'The Family' wanted to see what the C-Virus would do to her youthful healthy body. She was injected with the virus soon after and kept under observation. Despite high hopes and excitement regarding her mutation, Deborah's body showed no visible signs or effects of transforming. After an hour of waiting, 'The Family' had to abandon their plans and evacuate Tall Oaks before it was eradicated to quarantine the area. Disappointed, they left Deborah in the lower levels where Leon and Helena happened to find her.After delving into the depths of the Tall Oaks Cathedral, Leon and Helena found Deborah lying unconscious on a small wooden table. Deborah was awakened by her sister and they had a very brief reunion before Leon demanded to know what was going on. Helena promised to tell him everything once they got Deborah (Who was already experiencing strange symptoms) out of there. Leon agreed and proceeded to fight his way through the underground caverns while Helena followed him, carrying a very sick and weak Deborah on her back. They eventually made it down to a lower level before being forced to stop as her condition worsened. Deborah became even more ill, holding her chest in pain, before suddenly bursting into flames as she screamed in agony. Leon was forced to hold Helena back as Deborah transformed before their eyes with a strange goo hardening over her like a shell. They watched in horror as the Chrysalid cocoon began to crack open and a slimy, mutated Deborah emerged.From RE Wiki 

#biography # REWiki

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06/19/2021 08:02 PM 

Character study...Pippin 'Billy' Took

Past Life - Middle EarthPeregrin TookOther namesPippin - Given to Peregrin by his FriendsErnil i Pheriannath - It is the Sindarin for "Prince of the Halflings"; given to Pippin by the people of Minas TirithThain Peregrin I - Pippin's title when he became Thain of the Shire.Razanur Tûk - Was the Westron of Pippin, which comes from raza ("stranger") and razan ("foreign"). It was a name of a legendary traveller.TitlesThain of the Shire - when he became Thain of the ShireGuard of the Citadel - Given to him by Denethor II, Ruling Steward of Gondor.Knight of Gondor - Given by King Aragorn II ElessarCounsellor of the North-kingdom - Granted to him when he became Thain of the ShireRaceHobbitsBirthTA 2990 (SR 1390)DeathSometime after FO 63 (SR 1483)(Storyline Credit: J.R.R. Tolkien)Reincarnated - Modern WorldPippin 'Billy' TookOther namesBeecake Pippin - Given by his FriendsPrankster of a Took - Given by his GirlfriendOccupationGaming EngineerSinger of his own Band BeecakeRaceHumanBirth1st of March 1986(Storyline Credit: Pirate Prince, William Turner)

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06/18/2021 09:41 PM 

Don't believe everything you see.

Kadie pushed through the sea of people in the hallway. Covered in a mixture of human and walker, she probably had chunks of walkers in her hair but she didn't care. She had seen the look on his face when they got back. They had suffered a huge loss. A lot of their people had died that night. "N E G A N stop." Her voice was firm but soft, it wasn't the time for her antics. Right now...He needed something different than her normal smart ass I don't give a f*** attitude. Grabbing his arm to stop him, she planted herself in front of him. "Stop...And f***ing breathe." Bright green hues met Hazel as she finally got him to look at her. Small lithe fingers reached up scratching at the salt and pepper scruff on his face. "Calm....Down...You don't think straight when you're this angry." No one, not anyone in this world could he a voice of reason to Negan, but she could at least try. "Don't even think about going back out there right now." She felt him push against her, "I said no Negan...You're tired, probably f***ing exhausted physically and mentally. Go get cleaned up, find one of the wives...Let them f*** the frustration out and sleep." Unknown to either of them, one of the wives had /hired/ a little spy watching Kadie and Negans every movement. What they saw as a tender almost loving moment between two people. He watched as Kadie moved, leaning up to wipe some blood off Negans forehead. He couldn't make out what they where saying, if Negan was even saying anything at all. All he knew was he had all the proof to go back and put the plan in motion. "Ya want Sherry? Or maybe Frankie to give ya a nice massage? Si and I will work on a new strategy...But I stand by what I said the other day...There is a mole here...With you holding Daryl over my head you know it ain't me." She huffed out a small chuckle before hearing footsteps quickly backing away from Negan. It was one thing to talk shop and be nice to him in private. Not that it happened very often. The pair would rather kill each other than be /nice/ to each other. But she had to admit that it did have its perks. She had her own quarters, her own stuff...She didn't have to sleep with Negan so that was a plus. The only thing that even made her resemble a wife was the fact that she wore all black. She saw Simon and just simply nodded her head, turning to walk away. A small gesture, she felt a calloused hand grab two of her fingers for a spilt second before Simon could see anything. "Kadie...Go get cleaned up...We got to figure this sh*t out." She gave him a salute, she had planned on showering and going to bed. Not that she could rest. The monster that they all called Negan was at the surface, and she was trying her damnest to keep it at bay. "Meet me in his office in an hour." She just rolled her eyes and walked off. A Luke warm shower did nothing to calm the storm brewing inside. She felt like something bad was right around the corner. She didn't care about the lifestyle she had there, she was more worried about the fall out. If Negan fell the wives would never survive on their own. They where spoiled, she wasn't even sure if any of them knew how to kill a walker. She scrubbed her body until it was raw and red. Quickly drying off she pulled on a pair of black leggings and a thin tshirt. It was hot as f*** and was only going to get worse in the coming months.

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06/18/2021 09:40 PM 

I didn't know.

“I didn’t know.”   His words rang in her ears. "Doesn't matter if you knew or not. You still sent me out there...On the word of Simon...Simon of all people.." She huffed and rolled over back turned to him. "You can't trust him. He f u c king knew....Let that be a little food for thought." She was upset. She wasn’t really sure why, it wasn’t something that she wanted, especially with a man like Negan. She didn’t know how to feel. Simon knew though, hell Simon had been the one to sneak and get her the pregnancy test once she had the suspicion that she was pregnant. Not that it mattered now, there she laid in Negans bed. In pain, but it was tolerable. Negan gave her some of his personal stash. “How far along?” “Twelve weeks…3 months why does it even matter?” Hearing a knock at the door she sat up. Couldn’t let people think she was weak. “Hey Boss…Uh…Wanted to talk to you.” Simon…Her heart hammered in her chest, lithe fingers flexing suddenly she was ready to pounce. And she did, before anyone knew what was going on Kadie had her foot firmly planted in his gut knocking him back. “Why Simon? Huh? You knew it was to dangerous for me to go…You F U C K I N G KNEW.” Simon looked up at her in shock, sure he had known. Had he come up with the whole plan knowing what would more than likely happen. Yeah he did. “Yeah I knew, and I knew you didn’t want it so I just took matters into my own hands.” The anger that washed through her tiny body, she was about to strike again when a pair of strong arms pulled her back. “G O R E S T NOW!” Green eyes met Hazel. She could see the hurt in his eyes. “Just because I don’t agree with Negan and how he does things doesn’t mean I wanted an INNOCENT CHILD TO SUFFER AND DIE.” Those words broke her soul, eyes misted over as she turned her back to them. “Boss your wives are talking about why she’s in here. Why she’s staying the night when they’ve barely seen ya in a week.” Even though Kadie was on the other side of the door she could hear every word. “They think she’s getting special treatment.” /Special Treatment?/ That made Kadie laugh, the only /special treatment/ she got wad the fact she didn’t have to work for points. She grabbed the clothes Negan had left out for her. The pain pills finally kicking in, she slipped out of her clothes into the sweats and tshirt. The bleeding had finally stopped but the feeling and cramps remained. She crawled in the bed pulling the covers up over her head. She could hear them arguing, but she couldn’t make out what was being said. The pain killers where making her brain foggy.                  

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06/18/2021 08:01 PM 

1 chapter. Back to Zero.

 it won't  Nor indeed can Othello sustain this. Despite himself there breaks from this shameful.                                                     -Shakespeare ------     •     ------C h a p t e r    1   Back  to  Zero  "We are taking him for granted, aren't we?" Weather was the swing of the night, ex-changing couples or jumping alone into a gay orgy it was still Gotham penumbra to me, shaded colours in the opaque eclipse of a city whom only straight by concrete. Detective Bonkers races his voice for the past riots, had enough with every community subsequent to get warm that stimulated to go deeper on the cases but they seat there in a pile for minor infractions. Redirecting the conversation. "Suppose he went on ahead of me along the road. Woul'd it be possible to find out for an instance?" Agreed on this point, we have nothing and then popped my head out to remark that I would hardly have been flattered if I was invited to those parties. "We will have to go undercover or plant evidence, interrogations are extinguished, even cat woman takes her baby for dead for rejecting a deal" My new partner for the job seems to take a niche from his suitable position as an employee from the Government, laying back without a substantial word, asked him for three. "Of course, someone happened to come round and stand just opposite the opening. The man have been there all the time waiting, a cheap snitch blocking the way." Typical, when it won't find me pinning pictures in the wall attaching thinly red cords, whom I rather proud of the figure of the underwater investigation but for the moment was concerned. Crossing my arms, more than hugging myself wanted to hide behind my glasses, scrutinize the profiles in the board, closer and thoroughly from the small print to the empty spaces of the scum. "Take a front seat from the crime, come on and look, I could hear your thoughts." And now there is this mysterious gentleman who arrived in Gotham, it cleared off my mind with such precautions to obscure his name and address. The phone keeps ringing, more reports. "No, I'm not letting go from the Robbery, I'll be along." Just to remember that kid, growing up, cutting the pieces of paper from the News Papper with a follow up of my work as if I'm a Hero. Now a grownup man in all his faculty, if Bruce knew all this criminals get free in court, cases postponed, corruption under the table, the media manipulating the masses so judges proceed. Some are sentenced and get out after six to nine month from another trial. We even got a cop in jail! is better to say nothing, but I got a meet him, gotta tell him him I'm Gotham's looser. It would help to think as the clown, starting to get that angle from the longish years, more than a decade, time to premeditate a crime, reverse psychology. If to tell him without the evidence all the clues are phantom, untouchable, unviewable, unhearable but a murderous laughter ringing as a nightmare over and over again, unanchored to the cage it belongs, back to zero. (you can laught...)

Finnick Odair

06/18/2021 06:49 PM 

Finnick Odair

It's a shame no one wants to share a sugar cube...I mean their sweet and they taste good. I suppose I need to work on a new gimmick..katniss won't mind if I use her to practice on right? 

Hiatus/Deleting.

06/18/2021 06:29 PM 

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๐•ท๐–Ž๐–’๐–‡ ๐–‹๐–—๐–”๐–’ ๐•ท๐–Ž๐–’๐–‡ Trigger warnings: Self Loathing. mentions of death. SELF-HARM implications.  "WHY for one fvcking second can't you be normal?"Arlene's father belowed out. At this point in her life she thought she'd be used to the judgement from her father, thought it wouldn't break her heart - but here she was, doing her best to keep herself from reacting in any way but emotionless. She flinched, hating herself for showing any sign that he was getting under her skin. It was almost like a game to them now, her mother used to defend her but now all the woman did was sit in silence - letting the war rage on between the two. Waiting to see who would back down.Neither did. They'd always depend on her to put out the fire while the both left in a huff."Am I ruining your reputation dearest father?" Her voice sickeningly sweet, almost spitting out the last word. "Does it really matter what I do? Didn't I over hear you tell your friends I was dead to you?"Her father had let out a huff, red in the face as if he was about to explode on a whole different level. It almost made Arlene grin. But something ached in her, a part of her remembered when she was daddy's little girl. A star eyed child who'd wait for him at the door when she was younger, always wanting to be by his side. Even cried in family portraits if she wasn't sitting in his lap. "I've got no time for this foolish behavior. Unlike some people I keep this house intact."Before the teen could even say anything her father had left in a huff.  She slumped herself into her seat as she looked now at her mother."I wish you two would just get along Arlene, you're not even trying anymore." Her mother's sweet tone rang in her ears,"There's only one thing we can actually agree on..."She spoke in a low hushed tone now."We both want me dead."Hearing the slamming of whatever utensil her mother was holding was deafening."NOW! Don't you dare start that again."She could hear the hurt in her mother's voice, if she'd turned around she would probably see her eyes watering, body trembling.A tug on her sweater's sleeve, healing scars, stitches that would remind all of them of her accident. When did she start feeling like this? When did she believe it was acceptable to erase herself from this world?"It's fine. I'm fine."Without waiting for a response Arlene peeled herself away from her seat, bag in hand, leaving an untouched plate of food for her mother to toss away before making a bee-line to the  front door making her escape.She didn't want this conversation with her mother for what felt like the millionth time.They both knew she was anything but fine. "Another lovely morning with the parents, eh?"A familiar voice broke her away from her thoughts. Her frown slowly turning into a small smile."They hate me. "She sighed, tugging the strap of her bag over her shoulders."Makes it easier, I suppose."Arched brows thrown her way."Easier for what?""Easier for me to join you." 

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06/18/2021 06:21 PM 

The Return (intro post)

He hated this. He hated this so much. He had been on the run for so long now that he couldn’t even consider laying his head down to rest. Stiles Stilinski had been doing this for ten years now. He’d barely seen the woman of his dreams Lydia Martin for more than a few months at a time. He could understand why so many were dead in this line of work. Honestly, could he do anything else?Deep within the heart of the bamboo curtain, Stiles Stilinski CIA operative was risking life and limb all because this particular scientist dared to yearn for the air of freedom that came with landing on the shores of the USA. This wasn’t just any scientist. This was Hao Zheng and he was a close friend and colleague of his lover Lydia Martin. He’d go to hell and back for Lydia. Right now, he felt like he had.Only 48 hours before had he met with the scientist in the open forum of the marketplace. Stiles had to be sure that the man hadn’t been followed. Getting him out of China was not going to be an easy task. Stiles was glad that his extended career overseas had actually garnered him some favors amongst those who also were in this same line of work. Hao was in the bathroom shaving while Stiles was waiting out in the living room of this safe house. He was pondering just what Lydia was doing right about now and longing to hold her in his arms once more.Lydia was such a brilliant mind that the idea of exploring the outer realms of the solar system was something that wasn’t out of the realm of possibility for her. A soft amused chuff left his lips as he could recall all those years ago when he was the first person to tell Lydia Martin that he was the only one who knew just how smart she was. The look on her face that day told him everything. He’d seen through her facade and was the first one to truly spy the real Lydia that day. HIs simple childhood crush from all those years ago had turned into something so deep and profound, Stiles knew he could never live without it, or her. A silent knock on the door pulled him out of his banshee filled day dreams.Stiles had pulled out his weapon and approached the door. He knew his contact was supposed to be coming here, but had his contact been spotted? If the Chinese had gotten wind of the attempts of Hao to leave their country, they’d all be dead. Stiles headed toward the door carefully. “Don’t be a dag, Cuzzy Bro.” The decided Kiwi accent of his contact Maanaki Singh came back at him through the door. Singh was a decidedly large man with plenty of muscles in and of itself. Like most, he had tribal markings that harkened back to their ancestors. Long black hair was pulled back behind his head in a ponytail. Stiles opened the door and let him in quickly.“You weren’t followed, right?” Stiles insisted. He put away his weapon in his shoulder holster. He certainly needed a vacation after this. Preferably someplace remote and with a certain gorgeous redhead on his arm and in his bed.Singh pursed his lips and blew through them in healthy skepticism at the American Agent. “I’m a werewolf, remember. Nobody follows me if they know what’s good for them.” Singh was the Alpha of his own pack that was based in the islands. Stiles had helped them dispel an outside pack from the Philippines that was a part of the Monster Families in the South Pacific that ruled over the average wolf with an iron claw. “Where’s your boy at?” asked Singh.  The Return attn: everyone | mentions: Lydia mordacious /Stiles Stilinski/1702728 Hao came out of the bathroom with his phone in hand. “Stiles, I've just received a message from Lydia for you.” He handed the phone to the younger American male. The context of the message worried the older man. He was worried for his friend who was putting everything on the line just to make sure he could be reunited with his daughter.Stiles was worried even more now. Lydia never tried to contact him while he was on a mission. It was why he left his phone at home. It was his way to keep her safe and to keep Noah safe. He took the phone and read the screen. His entire countenance soon fell as he read the message. It was like the color had completely drained from his body. Scott was calling them back home. What was wrong? Was his father okay? Was everyone back in Beacon Hills okay? It was obvious that something definitely was wrong. He had no time to waste.~*~Three days laterThe home of Noah StilinskiThe retired sheriff was certainly happy when he saw his son’s long time girlfriend back in town. His emotions were mixed however. If she was here, then that meant that hopefully his son was not long behind her. He knew that something was going on in town. He had still gone on an occasional hunt with Chris Argent trying to make sure that the homefolk were still covered. The two older men were not enough to handle certain problems. That was when they had to send out for help.There was a sound that came to the back door of the house. Still licensed to conceal and carry, Noah Stilinski pulled out his weapon. He knew that what he did and what his son did meant that he couldn’t truly be retired. Appearances were everything. Noah approached the rear of the house with his weapon drawn and rounding each corner carefully. Making that last turn sharply, he found himself staring down the barrel of his son’s own drawn weapon. The two men stood there for just a moment. “Stiles.”“Dad.” Stiles was so damn glad to see his father as sharp as he ever was. A moment of the two men at mutual gunpoint passed until Stiles broke the stalemate. He holstered his weapon and waited for his dad to holster his. The two men embraced warmly. They both knew without speaking that this was the calm before the storm. Stiles held onto his father just a little longer. He was going to make this man a grandfather soon. He wanted Noah to spend some golden years bouncing a baby on his knee. He deserved it. But happy endings were still off in the future. It was something that Stiles was going to fight for no matter how long it took him.    credit: james kriet

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06/18/2021 03:45 PM 

STORYLINES.

Atarah โ‡ข House of Balloons offers special treats and dishes made by Atarah. While most of the dishes are quick bar foods with an Israeli-Ethiopian spin to them, Armani has a special menu filled with laced treats made exclusively for the nightclub. Guests can enjoy a number of different gummies, brownies, cookies, and a variety of other sweet treats that pay homage to Armani's Ethiopian heritage and Atarah's roots.Devin โ‡ข Catching Dev attempting to hotwire his McLaren P1, Armani immediately confronts her. He doesn't mind borrowing his expensive cars to his friends (because he never paid for them, to begin with). Insisting she asks for the keys, it ruins the fun for Devin. Whenever Armani's not home, Dev likes to sneak into his private parking garage and drive his luxury vehicles around town.Frankie โ‡ข Armani's nightclub, House of Balloon's, is in the Magnolia area. Armani’s stopped by the Magnolia Pub enough for the pair to be on a friendly level, always chatting with each other. One night, Armani noticed Frankie struggling to get home due to her blood alcohol level, clearly intoxicated. In an emotional apology, Frankie claims it’s unlike her to be such a mess, drinking, etc, whenever she has a kid at home. She’s lost custody of her once so Armani feels for her. Addiction is hard. Being a parent is hard. Slowly, they develop a friendship and bond over being parents, along with Armani's attempts to recruit her as his bartender. He wants to keep an eye on her and keep her close, hoping to help make her and her kid's life a bit easier since he can’t do the same for London (his child).Georgia โ‡ข Meeting the night Georgia arrived in Sanctum, she caught Armani in the middle of a sound-check. His mania has only increased in severity and so he has taken up performing in his own nightclub to help cope with the loss of Maude. They immediately bond over music and Armani asks Georgia to be the live entertainment every other Wednesday night, hoping to draw in more of a crowd, and allow her to continue to sing. Ivy โ‡ข Ivy and Armani knew each other back in New York. Armani was one of Ivy's dealers. Considering Armani never handled deals in person, he had a drug runner for those purposes, he only, unfortunately, met his buyers whenever trouble occurred. His meeting with Ivy was no different. Armani had sent a runner to deliver the drugs to her and his money disappeared. His runner lied, said Ivy stole the drugs and never paid. The drug runner was newer and Armani didn't believe him. He checked the situation out, realized his runner had taken the cash, and attempted to lie. Armani called in a hit on the runner and Ivy overheard the phone call. Since then, and after reconnecting in Sanctum, Armani and Ivy have kept their distance but have had a few conversations here and there. Laine โ‡ข Meeting at a party, Armani coaxed Laine out of her shell and helped her have a good time. Learning more about each other as they strengthened their bond as friends, Armani asks Laine to help him with the custody of his daughter, being informed that she was a social worker. Lenny โ‡ข Offering a smoke session at his place, Armani attempted to make friends with Lenny. Although, after they got too high to function, Lenny thought she was slick and attempted to steal from Armani. Waking up as she was shoving things into her bag, Armani immediately kicked Lenny out. They go back and forth often, sometimes friendly towards one another and other times, not so much. He doesn't trust Lenny but isn't going out of his way to be an ass to her either.Lily โ‡ข Armani hired Lily on as entertainment on Thursday nights at House of Balloons. It's gentlemen's night. Armani supplies Lily with free booze and drugs. In return, she takes the stage and enjoys herself in whatever way she sees fit or whatever requests are made. Paid, of course, allowing Lily to take all of the profits she earnsMadeline โ‡ข Late nights experimenting with drugs and alcohol have led to plenty of nights where Maddie gets too far gone. Instead of shoving her out and onto the street to fend for herself and find her way home, Armani allows Maddie a place to stay in House of Balloons. He allows her to stay in the private suite located above; a winding staircase leading to one of two doors. One is his office and the other is his private suite for whoever needs a place to stay.Mick โ‡ข  Armani catches Mick in the middle of murdering one of his victims after a late night at House of Balloons. Instead of threatening to turn him in, Armani asks why he did it. After listening to Mick explain how bad of a person they were and how the murder was justified, Armani agreed and let it go, never batting an eye or doubting Mick. Armani does make the occasion cat-suit joke, however, thinking it's a little much, although he does eventually figure out the reason behind itValentino โ‡ข Disposing of deceased bodies from House of Balloons going unnoticed was difficult. Valentino is often sent over to retrieve the deceased under Thatcher's orders. Armani assumes that Valentino carts the dead bodies back to the hospital for proper death aftercare though he soon finds out that Valentino is actually consuming the dead.Storyline Count: 11Last updated on 06.21

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06/18/2021 12:59 PM 

CONNECTIONS.

Atarah โ‡ข House of Balloons offers special treats and dishes made by Atarah. While most of the dishes are quick bar foods with an Israeli-Ethiopian spin to them, Armani has a special menu filled with laced treats made exclusively for the nightclub. Guests can enjoy a number of different gummies, brownies, cookies, and a variety of other sweet treats that pay homage to Armani's Ethiopian heritage and Atarah's roots.  Ava โ‡ข Ava and Armani occasionally do cocaine together, encouraging each other's bad habits. They spend time talking and giving each other advice, good or bad. Anything to fuel their addictions.Benjamin โ‡ข Armani is Benjamin's secret drug dealer. He mostly supplies Benjamin with edibles while Benjamin's at House of Balloons. He ensures Benjamin's safety by allowing him to stay near while he's high. They talk and smoke together occasionally. He considers Benjamin more like a brother and someone he feels inclined to watch over due to Benjamin's past traumas.Billie โ‡ขBryce โ‡ขDevin โ‡ข Catching Dev attempting to hotwire his McLaren P1, Armani immediately confronts her. He doesn't mind borrowing his expensive cars to his friends (because he never paid for them, to begin with). Insisting she asks for the keys, it ruins the fun for Devin. Whenever Armani's not home, Dev likes to sneak into his private parking garage and drive his luxury vehicles around town.Dillan โ‡ข She sells Armani a bad batch of Cocaine and the two end up getting into an argument over drugs. Any bit of trust Armani had for Dillan is gone and their friendship suffers for a while. Eventually, they both get over it and become better friends than before.Eloise โ‡ข Whenever she gets bored of her most recent human toy, Armani is the person she dumps them on. Due to his involvement with human trafficking, Eloise simply dumps them off at House of Balloons whenever she's had her fill. Despite being a massive part of the human trafficking ring, Armani does his best to help any man or woman who comes through, willing or not.Emma โ‡ขFrankie โ‡ข Armani's nightclub, House of Balloon's, is in the Magnolia area. Armani’s stopped by the Magnolia Pub enough for the pair to be on a friendly level, always chatting with each other. One night, Armani noticed Frankie struggling to get home due to her blood alcohol level, clearly intoxicated. In an emotional apology, Frankie claims it’s unlike her to be such a mess, drinking, etc, whenever she has a kid at home. She’s lost custody of her once so Armani feels for her. Addiction is hard. Being a parent is hard. Slowly, they develop a friendship and bond over being parents, along with Armani's attempts to recruit her as his bartender. He wants to keep an eye on her and keep her close, hoping to help make her and her kid's life a bit easier since he can’t do the same for London (his child).Georgia โ‡ข Meeting the night Georgia arrived in Sanctum, she caught Armani in the middle of a sound-check. His mania has only increased in severity and so he has taken up performing in his own nightclub to help cope with the loss of Maude. They immediately bond over music and Armani asks Georgia to be the live entertainment every other Wednesday night, hoping to draw in more of a crowd, and allow her to continue to sing. Ivy โ‡ข Ivy and Armani knew each other back in New York. Armani was one of Ivy's dealers. Considering Armani never handled deals in person, he had a drug runner for those purposes, he only, unfortunately, met his buyers whenever trouble occurred. His meeting with Ivy was no different. Armani had sent a runner to deliver the drugs to her and his money disappeared. His runner lied, said Ivy stole the drugs and never paid. The drug runner was newer and Armani didn't believe him. He checked the situation out, realized his runner had taken the cash, and attempted to lie. Armani called in a hit on the runner and Ivy overheard the phone call. Since then, and after reconnecting in Sanctum, Armani and Ivy have kept their distance but have had a few conversations here and there. Kane โ‡ข Armani, and Kane met back in New York. In an attempt to control his emotions and grief over losing custody of London, Armani tried to seek out self-help group for parents who lost their children, whether it be due to death, or otherwise. They all gathered to discuss their feelings and figure out healthy coping mechanisms. Hearing each others stories, Kane wants to help Armani get London back.Laine โ‡ข Meeting at a party, Armani coaxed Laine out of her shell and helped her have a good time. Learning more about each other as they strengthened their bond as friends, Armani asks Laine to help him with the custody of his daughter, being informed that she was a social worker. Lennox โ‡ข Armani and Lennox become friends after she stops in House of Balloons for a drink one night. Unknowingly to Armani, Lennox was hired on as a Private Investigator by his ex-girlfriend. His ex-girlfriend is a member of the FBI and went undercover to try and uncover his dealings in drugs and the black market. Learning of his whereabouts, she pays Lennox to try and figure out exactly what Armani's nightclub truly is and pry out every detail of his past. Armani has no idea what's going on and simply thinks of Lennox as a good friend.Lenny โ‡ข Offering a smoke session at his place, Armani attempted to make friends with Lenny. Although, after they got too high to function, Lenny thought she was slick and attempted to steal from Armani. Waking up as she was shoving things into her bag, Armani immediately kicked Lenny out. They go back and forth often, sometimes friendly towards one another and other times, not so much. He doesn't trust Lenny but isn't going out of his way to be an ass to her either.Lily โ‡ข Armani hired Lily on as entertainment on Thursday nights at House of Balloons. It's gentlemen's night. Armani supplies Lily with free booze and drugs. In return, she takes the stage and enjoys herself in whatever way she sees fit or whatever requests are made. Paid, of course, allowing Lily to take all of the profits she earnsMadeline โ‡ข Late nights experimenting with drugs and alcohol have led to plenty of nights where Maddie gets too far gone. Instead of shoving her out and onto the street to fend for herself and find her way home, Armani allows Maddie a place to stay in House of Balloons. He allows her to stay in the private suite located above; a winding staircase leading to one of two doors. One is his office and the other is his private suite for whoever needs a place to stay.Mick โ‡ข  Armani catches Mick in the middle of murdering one of his victims after a late night at House of Balloons. Instead of threatening to turn him in, Armani asks why he did it. After listening to Mick explain how bad of a person they were and how the murder was justified, Armani agreed and let it go, never batting an eye or doubting Mick. Armani does make the occasion cat-suit joke, however, thinking it's a little much, although he does eventually figure out the reason behind it.Morgan โ‡ข The only ties between them were back when Armani was his drug dealer. Currently, Armani and Morgan get high together and bond over nerdy things and they even go on adventures together. Nicolas โ‡ขRoman โ‡ข Helps Roman find acceptable males to work at the male-only strip club Cloud 9 via sex trafficking. Roman doesn't know. Armani simply cleans them up before mentioning he may have another worker for Roman to invite to the club.Sabastian โ‡ขShawn โ‡ขSimon โ‡ขTheodore โ‡ข House of Balloon's wild ass regular, Theo is constantly getting kicked out of House of Balloons but always returns the next day. The pair enjoy bantering back and forth. In the very least, Theo's entertaining on a slow night and the first-ever self-proclaimed human disco ball, whatever that means.Valentino โ‡ข Disposing of deceased bodies from House of Balloons going unnoticed was difficult. Valentino is often sent over to retrieve the deceased under Thatcher's orders. Armani assumes that Valentino carts the dead bodies back to the hospital for proper death aftercare though he soon finds out that Valentino is actually consuming the dead.Vincent โ‡ข Armani supplies Vincent with drugs, which is nothing new, but he occasionally spirals out of control due to the overwhelming amount in his system although Armani still keeps a tight circle involving Vincent, profiting off of the hype Vincent creates for House of Balloons and occasionally from the press -- whenever Vincent mentions House of Balloons. Anything truly goes at Armani's nightclub.Zoe โ‡ข 




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