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January 1st, 2009
01:57 am - because i can. an if you live in chicago. closest town to me.
( Read more... )
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November 4th, 2008
03:14 pm
Yes, I'm home and yes I'm here to stay. I brought Tim with me so I'm good. So I'll definately be around more doing things like, I don't know, roleplaying. :-D
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August 16th, 2008
09:04 pm
Go over to Wikipedia and enter your birth date. Then pick 5 events 3 births, and 1 holiday that occurred on your birthday.
And I'm adding something 1 death.
APRIL 26TH
Our Lady of Good Counsel
A lot of interesting stuff happened on my birthday. (:
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/aggravated.gif) aggravated
Current Music: Craig David - Walking Away
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August 6th, 2008
11:25 pm - 25 Flavors: Innocent (Jen)
Florence arched to the touch and tried not to moan out. They were in her parents home and this love was brand new. She was nervous and excited about each feeling Smeth gave her. She sighed and leaned up and kissed him gently. "Before you say anything," she told him, "Yes, I'm sure and yes I want this." Her hands stroked up and down his arms and she took several deep breath as she prepared to lose her innocence.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/mature.gif) calm
Current Music: Legally Blonde - Whipped into Shape
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12:40 am - STOLEN MEME!
Give me a decision any of my characters has made in the past and I'll tell you what would have happened had they chosen differently.
And also, this one!
Give me a situation we've talked about that could have actually happened in Valesco canon, history, and future. How did this happen? Why did they do that? What was going through their mind?
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/spin.gif) bouncy
Current Music: Sara Barielles - Come Round Soon
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August 5th, 2008
07:02 pm - 100 Questions.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/angry.gif) cynical
Current Music: Alan Jackson - Itty Bitty.
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August 3rd, 2008
02:42 pm - 25 Flavors: Drunk
Florence giggled as she looked at the man who had asked her out to dinner. He was charming and she couldn't help but be swept away by the romanacing she was being given by Ron. He poured more wine into her glass and waved the waiter away. He really was famous. They were in the back of the Covent with no one bothering them except for the occasional waiter.
He was American and there was just something charming about how harsh the American accent was. So different from Smeth, she frowned. She wouldn't think of Smeth tonight. She was on a date with a famous muggle. This wasn't the time to be thinking of boyfriend and drank more wine. She was drunk and had lost most of her inhibitions.
Ron judged Florence's condition for a moment and grinned. It had worked. She was completely intoxicated. Now would be the time. She had mentioned the boyfriend she was seeing before but it didn't matter because hell, he was Ron Jeremy and could convince any woman to go anywhere in the world with him. "So Jen...how would you like to go to Rome with me and live while I shoot...a movie?"
Florence's eyes widened at the thought of it and chewed on her lower lip for a moment, "I don't know Ron. That's an awfully big step on my part and I'd be leaving everything." Damnit, Ron thought to himself she was still reasonable. He nodded in agreement not showing his anger, "Of course, of course. Why don't we discuss this more at my place?"
She was drunk enough not to care about the implied innuedo and nodded. "Alright. I think I can agree to that." He was staying in a muggle hotel and if things got ugly she could always scream. She wasn't stupid enough to use her magic on muggles even if she was drunk. Ron dropped several bills on the table and offered his hand to Florence drawing her close for a moment and tickling her face with his beard making her giggle for a moment.
They walked out of the room and through Covent Garden back to Ron's hotel room. Little did Florence know that this would be the last time she strolled through London for almost a year. That night she would agree to fly to Rome with Ron Jeremy, leaving the world she knew behind.
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/working.gif) accomplished
Current Music: Mariah Carey - Bye Bye
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02:27 pm - 25 Flavors: Florence (best friend)
For the longest time he had been her best friend. Her confidante when she didn't feel comfortable talking to her mother or her sister but every time she saw him with someone else this feeling came and spread throughout her body. It was as something was curling in her chest and aching to burst out. She watched him with his new girlfriend and tried not to shoot glares behind their back. She was obvious to everyone in the room except for the person she wanted to know she was being obvious.
So until the day she could finally admit her feelings for him. The feelings that she'd had since she was barely five years old. She'd continue to be his best friend. His confidante and shoulder to cry on when he and his latest girlfriend broke up. Florence would be in the background just a little longer. She would bide her time and claim Smeth for her own. Until that day she kept her smile in place and walked over to Smeth and his new girlfriend, pretending to be the happy best friend.
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/bored.gif) bored
Current Music: Usher feat. Yung Jeezy - Love In Dis Club (Part 1)
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02:16 pm
Name a character that you know I roleplay or have roleplayed, and I’ll tell you:
a. What initially prompted me to like the character enough to write about him/her
b. One of his/her best traits
c. One of his/her worst traits
d. How easy/difficult I find it to write the character
e. The story/chapter/paragraph/phrase where I feel that I truly captured the character
f. My plans (if any) to write the character in the near future
[note: I have played Harry, Ron, Hermione, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Lilly Evans, Lisa Turpin, Draco, Lucius, Florence, Keegan, Seamus, Peter Pettigrew, McGonagall and I think that's it)
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Lucas Prata - Pretty Green Eyes
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July 24th, 2008
05:52 am
( Writing Samples )
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: Sara Barielles - Between the Lines
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02:00 am - 25 Flavors: First Year (Requested by Cristina)
Florence wished that Estella was by her side and she gnawed on her lower lip. She was nervous and all she wanted to do was hold Susie's hand but she couldn't Susie was too big for that and according to Susie so was she. So she stood just out the Great Hall in a corridor standing as close to Smeth as she could possibly get. It wasn't that Smeth was bad, it was just that Susie would be better she'd already been here for four years and knew what was going on. At least Susie wasn't mean enough to tell her some of the stories she heard the other children talking about. Though as each story went on, pumped by fear, she began to believe the ridiculous stories that she would later laugh about.
Professor McGonagall walked out and said in her brisk tone, "First years, follow me." She fell into line and looked around for Susie and found her sitting at the Slytherin table and tried to wave at her but Susie couldn't see her and she put her hand back down and scooted closer just a little bit. The crush was there but it was just in her subconscious and hadn't fully developed yet.
Professor McGonagall began to read off names "Black, Sirius" and Gryffindor was called as a Hat was placed on his head. That wouldn't be so bad. She snorted slightly. That was it? Those children believed anything she thought to herself! She had thought of Slytherin and her parents didn't really care what house she went into but she didn't really want to be in there with all those nasty people that she'd seen Tobias hang out.
"Bobbin, Abigail!" was the next name called and she was sorted into Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff wouldn't be so bad she thought to herself. Tobias never talked kindly of them but as she looked over at the table she saw people smiling and patting their backs and being a little more kindly than the other tables seemed to be. She continued to gnaw on her lip as she thought.
Finally her name was called, "Gibbon, Florence!" She flinched slightly, she hated her given name and smiled at Smeth as she walked up the stairs and sat down on the stool. The Hat was placed on her head and within seconds the Hat screamed out "Hufflepuff!" and she went to go join the other Hufflepuffs and sat with the other first years who had already been placed into Hufflepuff.
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/sad.gif) cold
Current Music: Britney Spears - Break the Ice
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12:55 am - MEME
Years roleplaying: Since I was like 12...so omfg 8 years.
Favourite three characters? Lisa, Florence and my Mary Sue Kirstin.
Least favourite character? Draco
Male or female characters? Depends.
Oldest character still playing regularly? Lisa
First character ever played? Athena
Newest character? Lucius
Most popular character? Lisa
Character you've (made and) never played? o.O;; Um...Kirstin's kids.
Which character of yours would be most likely to...
Jump off a bridge? Keegan (bungee jumping!)
Get drunk and pass out? Florence
Kill somebody in a very unorthodox way? Lucius (DUH)
Get married? Besides the ones already that way? Keegan
Be far too hyper for their own good? Keegan
Rape somebody? Lucius
Be raped? ...Lisa?
Get lost and refuse to ask for directions? Lucius
Get lung cancer? Lisa
Star in a horror movie? Lucius
Star in a whore movie? Lucius
Star in a video game? Florence
Make the world a better place? Lisa
Have a torrid gay love affair? ...omfg. Um, >.> I don't freaking know...Lucius because he was curious?
Relate each word to a character of yours:
Love: Hurts (florence)
Hate: Is always easy (Lucius)
Money: Power (Lucius)
Seduction: is necessary (Florence)
Lies: Are Necessary (Lucius)
Tragedy: is death. (Lucius)
Manipulation: is my cup of tea (Lucius)
Violence: is never wise. (Lisa)
Politics: make the world go 'round (keegan)
Fire: and Ice (keegan)
Ice: bitch. (Lucius)
Would you ever...
Play a prostitute? Maybe.
Play a musician? I have before.
Play a pilot? Noooo.
Play a homosexual? I have
Play a pedophile? No, I can't relate.
Play a politician? I have.
Create a character for the sole purpose of smut? YES
Lastly, take each of your characters and assign a song to them:
Lucius - Happiness is a Warm Gun - The Beatles
Florence - Stand in the Rain - Superchick
Keegan - Somebody to Love - Queen
Lisa - Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better - Robert Goulet/Doris Day
Current Location: My Living Room
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/busy.gif) busy
Current Music: Friends talking
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July 23rd, 2008
04:00 am - 25 Flavors: Maternal Love (as requested by Sab)
She had sweat running down her cheeks and she was out of breath. She wasn't cut out for this as she sent a glare to her husband. She had been in labor for forty eight hours and neither baby had come out yet. Smeth went to take her hand and she squeezed it tightly. They were finally coming into the world Edward and Helena. She gnawed on her lower lip to prevent a scream. They were coming so quickly! Thank God, he hadn't insisted on being the healer for this process. She closed her eyes and gave that final push. She was never having babies again. She was never having sex again, damnit. This was too much. Helena, was officially out of her womb and she was able to catch her breath before Edward came roaring from behind not wanting to be far behind his sister. She didn't manage to hold back the scream this time and she collapsed back onto the hospital bed as she finished the work.
She closed her eyes for a moment as Smeth kissed her forehead. When she woken up the babies were swaddled and ready to be held. Her breath caught in her throat. Never again would she berate the process of life. Never before had she felt so much love for someone so tiny. She thought she could never feel more love than she did with Smeth but she was wrong. What and who they made together were so much more than that. A maternal love was forever and never breaking. She exhaled and rested her nose gently on Helena's head, "Smeth?" she called out softly.
He looked up tiredly, he had refused to leave the room or even sleep while Florence had been in labor. "Jenny? What is it? Do you need something?" She shook her head no, "I want more," she breathed out. Her eyes and body glowed with a love that no one could ever touch for her new family.
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: Ryan Taylor Bliss - Our Carolina
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03:23 am - 25 Flavors: Crying.
She was on the streets in Rome. Her Italian was broken and didn't help that she was crying. Her eyes were red. He had booted her to the door with little more than the clothes on her back. This is why she should have never left London. The stability of it is what she missed. She didn't want a world swept romance anymore. All sh wanted was to be back in the arms of Smeth.
Smeth, she thought to herself. She let out another sob, it wrenching from her head to toes. She couldn't afford a panic attack. Her hair was crumpled and so were her clothes. She sat in front of the Vatican trying to figure out her life. She had never been big on God but as she looked onto the beauty of the Vatican her tears subsided. She took a deep breath and then two and just buried her head into her hands and prayed. Prayed that God show her the light into her life and take her away from the problems she was now facing. She was broke, broken and had no way home to England.
A nun came out of the Vatican and approached her. Seeing a lone, destitute young woman the pious woman could not ignore her and spoke softly as she sat beside her on the stoop and said in Italian, "Bambino perché siete che gridate?*" The nun looked at Florence with kindly eyes as if they had traveled the world and understood it's mysteries. Florence took a deep breath and tried not to cry again.
She responded back in broken Italian, "Il ragazzo dà dei calci a fuori. Nessun posto da andare. Nessun che cosa da fare. Londra domestica. Nessun soldi.*" She buried her face in her hands and said again, "Lavoro di bisogno. Soldi. Stilista di capelli." The nun looked at her calmly and told her softly, "Siete in bambino che fortunato la chiesa richiede a qualcuno di tagliare il nun' i capelli e voi di s sareste perfetti. Può richiedere parecchi mesi ma Londra è possibile.*"
Florence looks up and said softly as she took the nun's hand in gratitude, "Grazie. Comincio oggi." The nun smiled and nodded, "Sì comincerete oggi." She took Florence's hand and took her into the nunnery where Florence would slowly earn her way back to London.
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Translations:
1. Child what is wrong why are you crying?
2. [rough] Boyfriend left. No job. No money. Home London. Hair Stylist.
3. You are lucky. The church requires a hair stylist for the nuns. The money will be slow but London is possible.
4. Thank you. I start today.
5. Yes, you will start today.
Current Location: My Living Room
Current Mood: busy
Current Music: Amanda Seyfried - I Have A Dream
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03:07 am
Directions:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4-7 sentences on your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest (unless it's too troublesome to reach and is really heavy. Then go back to step 1).
6. Tag five people.
Nora Roberts - Black Rose
He didn't ask this time, just slid his hand that lay on her cheek around to cup the back of her neck. And this time the mouth wasn't light, polite or civilized. There was a punch of heat, straight to her belly, as his mouth crushed down on hers, as his body pressed, hard against hers. She felt that sizzle zip through her blood, fast and reckless, and let herself rid on it for just one mad moment.
The door in the east wing slammed, again and again, and the clock continued to chime, madly now, well past the hour of twelve.
He'd known she'd taste like this, ripe and strong. More tang than sweetness. He'd wanted to feel those lips move against his as they were now, to discover how that long, slender body fit to his. Now that he was, she settled inside him and made him want more.
Sorry guys Nora Roberts likes run-ons.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/happy.gif) cheerful
Current Music: Saliva - Rest in Pieces
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July 22nd, 2008
06:47 pm - 25 Flavors: First Crush
Jen was in the sandbox with Smeth. She was building an elaborate castle by hand. Towers were made of dripped sand made wet by the water she conjured herself. A high tower stood on the farther most edge and she began to work on the door. "Jenny what are you making?" Smeth asked curiously, green eyes looking at her.
Jen smiled shyly she was only six, "I'm making Hogwarts," she said proudly. Her own blue eyes glittering at his. A blush began to creep into her cheeks. Smeth had always been her playmate but even in her six year old mind he was kind of cute. "Smeth can we go inside and play house? You can be the daddy and I can be the mommy okay?"
Smeth sighed. Jen always wanted to play house. "Okay Jenny but after that we gotta play Healers 'cause it's only fair. You can be the sick person and I can be the healer who can heal you." Jen tilted her head in consideration the notorious half smile she would later become known for was on her face. "Okay maybe we can talk Susie into playing with us." She grinned and took Smeth's hand with her own sandy hand and held it. A blush crept on her face. "Let's go play!"
Jen developed her first real crush that day.
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/oshiokyo.gif) creative
Current Music: Patsy Cline - Triangle
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06:41 pm - 25 Flavors
01. Happy
02. Angry
03. Sad
04. Concerned
05. Scared
06. Crying
07. Giddy
08. First crush
09. Yule Ball
10. Innocent
11. Betrayed
12. Baby
13. Best Friend
14. Working
15. Traumatized
16. Wary
17. Drunk
18. Flustered
19. Bitchy
20. Maternal Love
21. First Year
22. Graduating
23. Marriage
24. Roses
25. Water
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: The Police - Message in a Bottle
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06:13 pm - Florence
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.scribbld.net/img/mood/aikaterina/sailer_moon_sprites/blah.gif) blah
Current Music: Snow Patrol - Hands Open
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July 20th, 2008
03:27 am - Valesco
Characters for Valesco
Current Location: Living Room
Current Mood: cold
Current Music: Marilyn Manson - The Nobodies
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