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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: oooh, good question
the former, as long as that world is inhabited by amazingly gorgeous, slender long legged talented beauties for whom all things come easily.
would you rather own diamonds that were cursed, or rubies that were cursed?
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:23:34.
Edited on 2008-04-15 at 04:24:16 by Glory of Gallifrey
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Topic: number
Subject: and
6
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:21:30.
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Topic: Rhyming Game
Subject: ooh, i have one
lasciviously
with the rhyming heavy on the "lee" sound.
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:20:55.
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Topic: How It's Done
Subject: Step 16
check Jimmy's pulse.
(am i doing this right?)
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:18:39.
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Topic: First one to post last wins
Subject: oh
Sorry, i am tonight's resident postophiliac.
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:17:20.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: file a legal tort, or eat one?
torte
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:15:32.
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Topic: EXTREME Sports
Subject: qwertyuiop
jellyfish kissing contest, anyone?
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:14:34.
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Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: and
it spits out you.
I feed you back in.
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:12:21.
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Topic: Things to do in a Asda/Wal-Mart
Subject: and
this is only funny if you're an adult.
Buy a box of tampons and spackle and ask the cashier if that looks like enough
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:10:25.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: depends
hoed
would you rather be wealthy beyond your means but in a coma or poor but conscious and kept in the basement chained to a wall and forced to eat rats?
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:05:53.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: poof!
You get your wish, but Connery is old old old and tends to drool old man spittle all over you before dying of a heart attack and falling on you, pinning you benaeth his moldering...
okay, that was a bit far. I'm sorry.
EWWWWWW
i wish i was far less disturbed for one single day.
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:03:24.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: ugh
^ em rof etov dlouw
< VT ytilaer sesipsed
V tratpop ym eta
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 03:59:38.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: oh?
Speaking of Glory...
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 03:48:07.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: Transition
Oh, the torment of his hands upon her, the sweet suffering in prolonged exposure to his mouth, his tongue. She shuddered with the sensory memory of his breath against her skin.
O, sweet excruciating torment...
She had wounded him for a moment, only a heartbeat, and she felt wretched at the look in his eyes, but it passed and he was no longer the sweet gentleness she had just tasted, but a tightened coil of frenetic energy waiting for release. she watched him, remaining still, motionless, barely breathing, listening for the sound she knew he had heard as well. A thousand torrid thoughts passed through her mind, a thousand images that sent flashes of heat along her body, blossoming into embarrasment on her cheeks.
The change in him affected her in ways she was ashamed to admit, thrilled her in secret places she could not yet share. The darkness within her that she denied, a torrid sickness born in her that night in Hollowvale a thousand nights ago, ached for satisfaction, ached for release. Ached for Septimus.
Her hand had found her gun almost without conscious decision, and at his indication she rose form the bed and took up the dagger, his most prized possession, in her other hand. Slipping easily behind her, she followed him in silence, listening intently. She tucked the dagger into her belt.
Keeping her pistol down, but her arm straight to give her a line of sight along, shouls she need it, she paused. A high wind blew the tangled waves into her face and she pushed it back, behind her head, and tucked it into the back of her shirt, but it cost her precious moments. She lost sight of them.
Cursing herself, she was alone in the open.
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 00:07:19.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: Interludes
"No," she whispered, voice hushed by his renewed intensity. His hand over hers sent a bolt of lightning up her arms, and the look in his eyes sent the racing down her spine. She wondered briefly, in the back of her mind, why she hadn't felt this electrified by anyone before.
"We can't have them saying that, can we?"
He closed the distance between them, erasing the void that had separated them. His mouth found hers as her fingertips lightly touched his face. She melted into his embrace, knowing she could die for this, and threaded her fingers through this hair. She returned his passion and intensity, whimpering softly as his kiss claimed her.
Breathless, she pulled away and trembled, touching her lips. Her eyes stared, unblinking, and she flinched as she heard a noise outside their door.
Posted on 2008-04-13 at 15:55:01.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: Concern
She started to worry.
the Septimus of legend was cold, ruthless, though still the inspiration for many, and while the stories of marauding, murder, and mayhem were not qualities in him she admired, she had always dreamed he would be... different. She never expected the shy, awkward and emotional man she had promised to help. this man was wounded, heartbroken.
If they were going to survive, she needed the myth, the legend, the man whose eyes would send enemies screaming into the night. She wondered if could look at her without fear, if he would eventually accept that it was her genuine desire to help that kept her hear, not helpless terror.
She realized she's slept with her weapons and belts on and laughed. "No wonder it was a bit uncomfortable," she said.
"Should we find Shaben?"
Posted on 2008-04-12 at 04:20:54.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: Comfort
She saw, during her watch, that he was terrified in his sleep and tormented by things she would never see. And when he shrunk away again to the corner she could stand his suffering no longer. Evani crouched beside him and wrapped her arms around him. She held him to her, singing softly. It was all she could do.
as she held him, she lay her head on his and closed her eyes, feeling sleep pulling her down, grabbing at her limbs. If only, she thought, I close my eyes a moment...
But though she tried to fight off the fatigue that stalked her, her struggle was for naught; the pounding in her heart subsided, her breathing slowed, and she fell, quietly, into sleep.
In dreams, she wandered aimless in the dark. Crossroad after crossroad, and every turn lead her only deeper into emptiness. so dark was her dreamworld that she could make out no tree, no rock, no blade of greass. There was simply Evani and the road. She heard her name, whispered again and again on the breeze. Turning, searching, she saw only darkness... but for a small, tiny glimmer in the distance. Something within her ached and burned, and she tried so hard, tried to push through the vast expanse of nothingness and black, but it seemed each step only widened the distance.
Frustrated, she sank to her knees, swaying in the wind that called her name, and felt an arrow pierce her back. Looking down, she saw it's point coming out of her heart, and touched the tip of the arrow tenderly. Looking up again, she saw Septimus, and the wind still cried her name.
She opened her eyes, body rigid, tense with fear. She'd fallen asleep. It was all she could have done.
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 22:44:43.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation Persephone
Subject: playfully combative
The corner of Mas'Riat's mouth curled into a wry, crooked half-smile. "Then I am eternally grateful that we are not, as you said, among your people because I hardly think two steps is far enough to save them from the stench."
She did enjoy baiting him, Mas'Riat confessed to herself. There was something deeply rewarding in watching his expressions, especially when she challenged and provoked him. There was something kindred in him, something familiar, and it helped to ease and allay her anxiety.
She considered the captain. If he was, as Talon suggested, like her then she was not sure how well they would get along at all. While indifferent to herself in general, she was aware and had accepted how diffifult and combative she could be. She admired the Lyran, but that was largely due to his ability to roll with her verbal punches. She could only imagine what the captain would be like.
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 17:41:28.
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Topic: Rise of the Runelords
Subject: Wonder
Riva shrugged and left the office, wondering why her companions were acting so odd, and wandered through town. She kept a meandering pace, he rlong legs striding easily as she passed fellow citizens. Many nodded and others waved; she returned their greetings in kind and at last came to the gate.
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 10:51:05.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: lol
McDonald's Happy Meal
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 02:49:43.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: poof
You get your new shoes but they don't fit.
I wish my muse hadn't quit.
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 01:41:55.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: Life
His words washed over her in a sea of fire, burning inlets and estruaries into her blood. as she watched him, curling up into the corner like a slender reed, she sighed.
"Take the bed," she offered. I will take the first watch."
She paced, each thout taking her mind in a new direction, and yet she was listening, intently, to the sounds of the room. Love, he said.
In all her life, the many years she wandered in her search for the firestarters and the temple-slayers, she had never fallen in love. She sang of it, of the passions of two hearts locked forever in imortality through the emotional tie, but the words felt foreign to her tongue. Loss, aye, that she knew in spades, loss enough to fell the seas. She did not understand love.
In truth she had never given herself the opportunity. Not to say she did not partake of the plasures flesh afforded; there had been men she had adored, men she admired, even men she desired. She was no saint, she knew that, but while she had been willing now and again to offer her body, she had never once considered, even remotely, giving her heart. That was place of death and grieving.
In her heart, she felt she held those close who had passed. Who had been taken. Who had been slain. The temple attendants and shildren she had grown up with. The friends made later in life who had died in battle or shot dead like dogs in dark streets. She could not imagine letting in someone who was not dead.
And yet she looked at Septimus and wondered why his lies had bothered her so, why the revelation that he was not Ben affected her so deeply.
"Why?" she whispered, taking a seat in the chair. She meant to ask why lie to her, and knew before she asked. She was new, a stranger, and a hunted man doesn't just confess his deepest secret to a stranger. But she didn't feel like a stranger. She looked at him and felt familiar. instead, her words surprised her.
"Why confess to me?"
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 01:34:20.
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Topic: GASP! Is that Eol?
Subject: O
HI
Posted on 2008-04-10 at 18:34:31.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation Persephone
Subject: The YeOlde and Glory Show (LOL)
Mas'Riat forced a smile, a dazzling display of white teeth and self-control, and ran a hand through her hair, dragging strands away from her face. Her lips parted, releasing a smooth golden laugh, a moment of truth in a position of deception, and for a moment one might have seen her, in that laughter, as the girl she once was before The Dominion go their hands on her. It amused her to see the witrers scurry in the wake of the cat. While he stared her down, she replied in kind, searching him for some sign of herself, some way to verify that she was in fact really here, doing this.
There was a moment, standing there, when she thought she saw something pass through his eyes, like a show, but it was gone again as quikly as it came. She realized this was as close to another person as she had physically allowed in a long time, and his proximity was not disruptive to her. Rather, she enjoyed his company.
"I wouldn't want to make too terrible an impression upon our Captain," she sighed. "Might I walk with you?"
Posted on 2008-04-10 at 15:11:22.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: POOF
You find Serenity and Balance, but they are blind and mute and deaf, unable to see or hear you or respond and therefore, are completely useless to you.
I wish I had a few more clones. Of me.
Posted on 2008-04-09 at 20:50:40.
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