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 Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 2:26 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:13 am
Lighting Prompt (Required to reach Lit Scent stage) You have just purchased an oil burner and a specific scented oil from the Solace Scents shop and you can't wait to light it! Now that you're home, it's time to find the perfect place to light that scent! However, strange things seem to happen when you do... particularly with the smoke...
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 6:52 pm
Tango stared down the innocent looking oil. Looking, of course, being the key phrase. It had, after all, conked Adrian in the head- that being the reason it was purchased in the first place. Licking his lips he looked from the oil to the matches. Should he?
The allotted amount of time for revenge had passed. May's red bra and his white shirt fiasco had passed, and it seemed excessive, maybe even crude, to light it now as a childish form of vengeance.
But he'd be lying if he said he wasn't morbidly curious to find out what this child would turn out like.
Reaching over, he grasped the matches and with a swift flick of his wrist watched as the end burst into flames. Moving quickly, so as to not burn his hand, he lit the tea candle beneath the oil container, and then sat back to wait for his sibling's scent to fill the room.
Idly, he wondered if the 'it followed me home,' line would work in this case scenario.
Probably not.
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 1:05 pm
Awakening Prompt (Required To Reach Child stage) Having run into your last ounce of oil, you mournfully place it into it's burner and light it, letting the aroma spread throughout your home happily. ------ [For Those Who Want To RP Witnessing The Event]You leave for a moment, deciding you felt peckish after smelling something so wonderful, and grabbed a snack from your kitchen. When you return you witness something absolutely amazing. The end result of the incident being a child on the floor of the room. Describe the sight, and the reactions of both you and the child at the end of it all.------ [For Those Who Want To RP Finding The Child Only]Having remembered something you needed to do, you ran out of your home quickly, forgetting all about the burning oils inside. You return content, having completed your task only to find a small child wandering the halls of your home, leaving oily foot steps behind, leading to a cracked burner, and split candle wax. Describe your reaction, and how you deal with the oil tracking child.
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 11:03 am
The scent's oil was finally coming to an end and as Tango lit the tea light for, what he was certain would be the last time, it struck him that he very well could have a sibling come out of this situation. Did he truly want this? ...Maybe. He wasn't entirely certain, to be truthful.
What he did know was that he wanted no part in seeing the brats actual birth. It was this realization that had him setting the oil on top of a high counter so that it wouldn't be knocked over, and made his way out of the door. Maybe it was time he went to the coffee shop.
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When Tango walked back through the door the scent of the oil permeated through the house strongly.
"May?" He called kicking off his shoes at the entrance, wondering if the child was born yet. Oddly nervous about the whole prospect of being a brother.
Just as he was about to take a step into the house, however, a large snake slithered across the opening at that exact moment, hissing to itself and smearing oil as it went. "HOLY s**t." He yelled, jumping backwards as a second made its way to the first.
What was this?! Didn't the oils create CHILDREN? He heard nothing of SNAKES.
As he was about to scream a girlish giggle echoed from the living room. Wry of the snakes, Tango slipped around them, moving to where he'd left the oil.
The glass was shattered and in it's place sat a young girl, her ankles crossed, legs dangling over the counter.
"Hi!" She chirped. Swinging her legs back and forth to a rhythm only she could hear. "Don't let them bother you. They really are sweethearts."
Sweethearts his a**. May was gonna throw a s**t fit when she got home.
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