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Post by Joselle on Mar 16, 2013 11:37:40 GMT -8
Jeffrey Lannister Lannister raised a brow in irritation and gave him a smirk as he adjusted his cap. "For a second there, I thought I already accomplished that." He sneered. With his hands dug in his pockets, he glanced at the police officers that were drawing nearer with every second. Shit. This wasn't good. "Heh... well. I bid you adieu miss," Lannister gave the woman a small smile before he stole a glance at the unconscious girl. "My time is short." With that, he darted past the crowd and bulleted through the nearest alleyway. |
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Post by Joselle on Mar 16, 2013 11:23:17 GMT -8
Claudia Claudia's tears died down to hiccups. She swallowed when he reassured her that he wasn't mad; in response, she gave him a couple of quick nods. Relaxation only really kicked in when he spoke to her in a gentler tone. "M-My name..." She began as she looked at him with her glossy eyes. "Name... is Claudia." The girl sniffled as she inputted the money into the system. The girl slid over his change on top of the pack of cigarettes. Though she did not want him to leave, she knew she had no power over his decisions. Instead, she just stood there vacantly, pleading him silently once more with just an empty stare. |
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Post by Joselle on Mar 14, 2013 23:05:08 GMT -8
I am joining the bandwagon okay even though I already had this on my plotting boards eue. WIP
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Post by Joselle on Mar 14, 2013 0:18:12 GMT -8
 man why am i not asleep idk i am going to be so dead |
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Post by Joselle on Mar 13, 2013 21:47:40 GMT -8
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Post by Joselle on Mar 13, 2013 21:13:33 GMT -8
this is going to be my official reaction picture to everything here |
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Post by Joselle on Mar 10, 2013 21:38:56 GMT -8
That sounds fabulous as is~! We can start a thread or we can hold the thread off, if you're busy =u=. Well on my behalf, I'm pretty slow with things so a starter from my side might take a while.
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Post by Joselle on Mar 10, 2013 12:55:41 GMT -8
JK NICO HASNT YOU SLY DOG
Amelia hasn't =u=
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Post by Joselle on Mar 9, 2013 21:59:36 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5,true][atrb=style, width: 470px; margin-top: 20px, true] ACCEPTED | [rs=2] | [rs=3]GREETINGS FROM TOMORROW NEVER DIES YOUR PROFILE HAS BEEN ACCEPTED. | | | Hello my dear. Now you've already known how ecstatic about this guy; for I've been waiting for his appearance for veery long. You see, a good sum of people in the board is just shaking with excitement from the rumors of this 'Tiger'.
Now, regarding the character's personality, I like how he has a mix of good, personable, and 'human' traits that couple with his 'lawless' traits. It is always, always encouraged to have a balance and an equilibrium when it comes to sadistic characters---because pure killers with no substance is extremely flat and dull. Yet you went ahead and implemented some very Irish traits that still identifies him as the embodiment of Ireland. Even though the most of us are familiar with the light-hearted demeanor that Irish people take up, Seamus reminds us of a darker shade.
His likes and dislikes are also pretty finely crafted (and I noticed some allusions---and some similarities with Donald haharharh). I think he's great from the looks of it and the evaluation committee ride upon the same wavelength with your acceptance verdict. I am really flippin' excited to see him on board. Further adding to my own bias, Donald is so ready to take yo punches.
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Post by Joselle on Mar 9, 2013 15:13:40 GMT -8
Here comes Nicoleta and Amelia eue <33
I say we mud wrestle with swimming suits on uvu
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Post by Joselle on Mar 8, 2013 22:06:34 GMT -8
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Post by Joselle on Mar 8, 2013 22:05:40 GMT -8
No problem mexi tehehe <3333
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Post by Joselle on Mar 8, 2013 13:22:45 GMT -8
WIOOP I DIDN"T SEE THIS. But thanks Asu so are you =u= as a prize. |
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Post by Joselle on Mar 7, 2013 21:48:05 GMT -8
SURE WE CAN HAVE THIS HAPPEN TOO =u=!! Alfred and Amelia saving people, doing heroic deeds sounds about right eue I might have to be a little slow though because of school ene
So if anyone wants to start it, go riight ahead and I will pop in
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Post by Joselle on Mar 7, 2013 13:57:20 GMT -8
"... And then th' knight leapt off th' horse, the iron soles o' his armored boots clanged aghainst th' ground," Donald pounced off the bed and landed on his feet in a sturdy and heroic, upright position.
With his chin high, he resumed with a tone of valiant gusto. "And he said to her... “Princess, Oi am 'ere te rescue ye now that Oi’ve slain the mighty dragon!”"
Such words were followed by a courteous bow before his little audience of one. He reached out a hand to the precious little girl with rose-dusted cheeks and sparkling green eyes who was sitting on the bed.
In response, she cheekily rose up and took her father’s hand. As he beamed, his fingers curled in delicately over her tiny fingers.
““And now me fair lass, Oi’ll take ye home te yer kingdom.” So… after that, he... swept her off her feet,” In a simple, two-step motion, he scooped her up into her arms, spun once to accommodate the momentum, and then waltzed over to the other side of the bed.
As Aislinn giggled at the theatrics, Donald continued with a grin, “Aen theen they got on his silver steed n’ rode off inte th’ sunset!”
With his daughter still in his arms, he skipped a couple of steps closer to the edge of the bed, making exaggerated trotting noises with his mouth. “N’ then they lived…”
“… Happily ever after!” Aislinn finished with a dreamy sigh as her father gingerly laid her on the bed.
Donald chuckled at her precise timing. “That’s right, pet! Ye’ve been endin’ all me stories lately eh!”
As she got herself comfortable, shifting her head on the cushion of the pillow, the little ginger looked at Donald expectantly while he tucked her in. “I like happy endings, daddy.”
“I like ‘em too.” He replied in a softer and loving tone as he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
“Are we going to have a happy ending?”
The man blinked in surprise. There was an odd feeling in his gut from this double-edged question. The meaning of a ‘happy ending’ was still quite obscure to him, though he could thankfully admit that he had been getting more pleasant chapters of life. But the darkness that had jaded him was, by no means, appropriate for a little six year old girl. The innocence that shined from her eyes ruled the inquiry as a harmless one.
His shoulders relaxed as his lips formed a small, knowing smile.
“O’ course, luv. Do ye’ know why?”
A sweet smile etched across her face. “Why?”
“Because yer mum n’ I love ye very much. N’ no matter what, Aislinn, we’re always goin’ te try to make ye happy. And yer smile is the darn cutest thing in the world.”
Satisfied with the reassuring answer, she wiggled behind the blanket and beamed toothily. “Is this smile good enough?”
“Why, it is, princess! Beautiful, just like yer mum's.” Donald chuckled as he affectionately tapped her cheek. “Now let’s all go te sleep, yea? Big day tomorrow with yer auntie. She gets scary mad if yer late.”
“Oh!” She squealed after being reminded. “Okay! Goodnight!”
“G’night sweetheart.” He placed a swift kiss between her eyes while turning off the lamp with his free hand. “Sweet dreams.”
As he closed the door behind him, Donald took a moment to reflect in the darken silence of the hallway. A short and relaxed sigh escaped his breath. This is happiness.
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