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High-functioning Marshmallow
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 Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 4:36 pm
 
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Ah, why hadn't Benedetta thought of this before? ..Or, well.. She had, honestly, it was just that her date never showed up and she was left to skate by herself after her nap that winter.. But, it didn't matter! It had happened years ago and she wasn't one to sit around wondering what could have been. She focused more on the pleasant memories – such memories she was sure she would create today with her helper, slave, date.. whatever they wanted to call it. But, she supposed she should choose a location that was easier to reach, correct? She didn't want this 'Reed' to get lost on the way – she hadn't ever heard his name before, so she had to assume he was new.. Or simply someone she hadn't met. There wasn't much news one could gather coming from their home out in the woods to the little-known artist that her brother liked to frequent. She came to where everyone else had written down their directions for the prizes and, after a moment of decision, she wrote that Reed Page will find her at the Streets along the business area.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 3:34 pm
-Blaire Vatonage, Julia Beaumont, & Lucia Woods-
White Day had become a tradition for Blaire lately, well if you counted last year a basis for tradition. She had gotten back in town just in time to be in the auction... eh it wasn't that thrilling. There was that small hope in her though, that this year would be different, because it should. Or else she wouldn't be up for this again... Of course fate was not one to be for her wishes lately... as it proved on the bid she won. Quentin... Alvey-LeBlanc... Something was horribly wrong with this... and it was a name she had been suspicious for a time... but she wanted to be a decent human being and let that small shred of hope shine on. Maybe it was someone else? Yes, let's hope that. With that hope, Blaire jotted down that he should meet with her at The Public Garden. Luck hadn't been with her lately, had it?
Julia's last few White Days had been rather boring. If only because one year she forgot to tell the guy where they should've met up. And the year after that she had simply forgotten about the event. Who knew she could be so forgetful? Oh but this year she was going to do it right~ In fact, the meeting place would be obvious even for her! Well it should be... she lived there after all. Now, Aleksey? Hm, she hadn't heard of him at all. But wasn't what this thing was for? Meeting new people? Whether they actually were love interests or anything was yet to be seen. Anyways, Julia jotted down that the male should meet up with her in The Whimsical Library. There~ Now to wait for him there!
Unlike the other two, this was Lucia's first White Day event. It sounded fun, so the girl decided to sign up. There wasn't any chance of her being with someone she knew tho... maybe Aleksey, but that was a very short meeting anyways and she didn't remember him right now. Little did she know Finnian was up there too. Not that it mattered either because she won a... Riley? Who's that? ...Did girls sign up here? Oh well... The brunette merely shrugged at that initial thought before going over to where everyone was writing and left the message for Riley to meet with her at The Town Square. Lucia was off herself, she had to get there first.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 1:31 am
   The Reality ◑ The Delusion
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- A very crumpled, slightly wet from foreign material, piece of paper held in Emery's tight grasp flimsily flopped and tore in her clumsy hands as she attempted to read the smeared blue ink letters. It had words written down on it, from her sister, with what she was explained to be directions to what she was to do. Really, she hadn't read a bit of it before she ruined the paper by mistaking it for a tissue, cause that took too much concentration that Emery just didn't have. Not when there was shiny things to stare at. What brought her here was well – she wasn't quite sure how she got here. Her rounded eyes looked around her to where they stopped momentarily at a very smiley NPC lady who stood with paper. That's what Emery needed! She could read it and figure out what she was supposed to do again.. So, Emery smiled back, gave up her name with a hearty hello, and request for paper. Which, consequently, led up to Emery failing to write what the woman expected due to lack of – writing skill really, and the woman taking charge. Who gave way to a twitchy, almost disturbed, expression as she explained to Emery her winning of a man for her dead mouse. Emery never knew so many people would want her pet! Oh no, her pet was at home!
”I forgot my mouse at home, I'll go get her!” So, Emery very eager to please, raced home where the woman really didn't want to talk to odd Emery any more, and just wrote down for Dante to meet Emery at her home. The poor man..-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Two pounds of make up, five pound wig, and ten pounds worth of fake, but very real looking due to expensive water sacks and make up work every morning from her personal hired peasant, breast, Jessebelle was ready for White Day. She strutted proudly through the crowd to where people gathered to write down their own fairytale directions, and Jessebelle was to write her own! She put in enough money, it had to work this time. Really, last time it was worse then trying to brainwash a guy into believing he's madly in love with her by smothering his face in her watersack boobs every time he tried to cry for freedom from her basement at the age of nine. She was an adorable little girl. Sighing of fond memories, she wrote down on the piece of paper the most romantic and beautiful place she could think of. And where else, then her own home? As the paper read -
Dear, Prince of my dreams... Todd -- Which really isn't a real princy, or dreamy, or good name at all... So I'll just pretend your name is Handsomeious!
Meet me at my home, this is my address –
PS: Bring a shoe!!!
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 10:54 am
 
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Mitsuke was pretty stoked. She had been saving up her money for quite some time now, even cutting back on the booze just so she could splurge on it this day. She had even went out of her way and picked a spot for them to have the date. Well, it was moreso she had to get away from Bela before she chased her with a butcher knife... and just wound up walking Nirvani and stumbled on a perfect little date spot that she didn't even know existed. So, it seemed like the perfect place for her and her date to go. She made her way over to the little table and jotted down that Finnian Buckley should meet her at The Ruins. She smiled and placed the pen down then happily walked away to get stuff ready.
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