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 Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 3:21 am
Bothers and Sisters Not a Song I want to be dancing to- A blog by Marcy So right after I have the lamest realization my host DNA parents have other spawns meaning I have brothers and sisters well half ... not to sure if I have whole brothers or sisters *takes deep breath in* Ok soooo what ever ... Just said that for the first time. Yea that is deep , well anyway I go to hula practice and Lu says we are doing a contemporary song called "brothers and sisters" really?.
Oh boy ... yea it’s a slow song that’s all deep with things about "spreading love" and "Brothers and sisters unite" not really what I want to be dancing to right now. So I'm dealing with it, but its hard thinking there are others just like me. Also if slash when our host parent dies or goes away, they go out to find the same type of demon or fallen angel. Guess who they use to find them , us. Well thats what I think , not sure *rolls eyes*.
So I'm learning the dance , and I'm all teary eye and not getting the steps right and then you know I think not only of my dna brothers and sisters , but my real brothers and sisters. Then I started to think of what happened to Millie she was like a sister to me, and it all went down hill... So I'm back row, first time in months. That means I'm going to have to work to get front row in the next dance. You know the dance isn't that hard, I'm sure I could do it fine, but its hard listening to the lyrics. Lu says I shouldn’t even be dancing so much , that I need healing time away from everything.
When I do try stuff like that, it hurts to much. At least when I’m dancing I feel free and everything goes smooth , no jumbles no worries, I just don’t like dancing to songs that make me think of everyone I don’t know who shares the same DNA as me.
Last time me and Ro-Honda went shopping all we talked about was what Millie would want to wear , we ended up spending too much money on food. The girl has rhino blood in her , and I’m bottomless pit. I have been spending time with Ephesians and Autumnus at the swamp , but not as much and even when I’m down there it isn’t bonding time.
Then my other task watching Kalamo is maga stress since the kid is none stop enegery , so yea I like being able to dance. Hula is very emotional and I can’t help it when the music upsets me. Some of the girls are like robots , many are cross-breed centaurs. Not saying that’s why there so cold , just lots of the centaur girls are mean. Lu isn’t mean though, She is half Island princess , half reversed centaur. Now that would make a great movie ….eww bad visual. Any way she is the nicest lady in the world , and I understand why she put me in the back row.
On my behalf I took being back row really well , when I saw the paper work putting me in the back , I did it with no 'Diva' as some girls would call it. Like this one chick , she got all crazy last week , she hadn't been back row for two years. She screamed and broke stuff , shes not in the group , shes in a some other halau. So what do I do, I work it out. Find away to make this crazy go away.
Well I already have Hula and a great family, I really and truly do have a great family. It’s just a whirlwind of events and I’m dealing with it the best I can.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 12:14 am
Patience Class plus Meeting a Glut DamonX~ Marcy found herself back at Seven. The class was boring as expected but after meeting the new glut demon Marcy finds herself not wanting to go back to seven.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 2:17 am
A letter to Ford from Marcy with Help After getting some mail the red head tween walked around talking to beings on the farm , chatting up a storm with whoever was willing. She talked about the blue sky , and the farm , and people renovating some of the old buildings. She didn't take on any big topics. Keeping things simple always kept things smooth. It was mid morning and she was getting hungry for lunch so she walked into the main farm house. On a chair next to the kitchen table sat Miss.Paulette, she started to mend a shirt for Ephesians and Autumnus. Marcy walked passed her trying to avoid eye contact. The nanny smiled " Marcy dear , why are you running" she raised her brow. The patience child slinked in her skin "Miss.P" Marcy looked back at her Nanny. She let out a little 'huff' and took a seat " Whats up" she blinked as if she didn't know what was going to be be said. The Nanny spent no time trying to spare words " So what about that boy , who wrote you , and has called a few times" she smiled. She sank her needle through the shirt rather skillfully. She kept a vary classic smirk. Marcy looked around “I don't know, I guess I just need time" she smiled. Not a single being could be upset with that answer. Though Miss.P was a tough judge "Well little lady the boy isn't going to wait for you forever and by the way not everyone has your patience” the small lady ripped a whole in the shirt she was working on. Blue and Brown eyes got rather big “Was that the shirt I was going to work on” feeling butterflies in her belly. She looked around “AND what should I do, call him, write him, find him” Marcy felt blustery. The nanny got the reaction out of her she needed. “Yes Marcy this is the shirt you were going to fix up for your bothers , sadly you don’t have much time , maybe taking on less responsibly would be a good thing for you” she stated. She did a few more touches on the shirt, and bam it had two head wholes. She held the shirt up for Marcy to see. Marcy took a bow “You did a great job, but what about Ford” she added. Paulette looked over at a pen and paper she had placed on the table in hopes of running into Marcy. Marcy bowed her head and grabbed the paper and pen and walked over to the dining room table where she started to write: Quote: “Dear Ford , I know by the phone calls , and the gift you sent me you haven’t forgotten about me. I haven’t forgotten about you. I think about your voice, the calm you make. I have thought about calling you or writing you many times before. It became a personal battle I couldn’t win. Thinking of you brought me back to a time in my life that now hurts me. Its selfish and has nothing to do with you. I fully understand if you’ve moved on , but I hope you haven’t. I been going through a rough patch in my life , as you know I don’t hide things. In last seven months I have hidden from myself, trying not to run into people I know. Acting as if I was ok , but I coudn't do that with you . A huge part of my life was taken from me at the start of the year. Since then I have come under some emotional wars. I feel like have battled them, and is now ready to take on the world. I hope you understand Your friend and hope more Marcy” Marcy sealed up the letter adding a paper about Millie her sister who passed away. She felt the letter was fine. Jade Miss.P’s helper felt it was tacky and was not a good letter for a boy but Marcy didn’t listen. The next time she went out for Hula , she mailed the letter off. She knew it would get to him and she had a gut feeling she would be seeing Ford soon.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 1:16 am
Can she really be my oldest kid? by Gabriel Night
Dear Paper,
Today my baby girl , is now... well like my oldest kid. She's going through the facts of life already.... Yea I know I shouldn't talk about this stuff but it’s you paper... journal .... log. People say writing helps get stress out , I just fight with the paper I'm writing on.
Anway , Marcy is fighting some hard things right now and is coming out a champ. She keeps having visions from the things she smells , she has had some weight gain, and is dealing with..... well stuff.
I couldn't be more proud of her , I'm happy the Gootones brought her into my life. Sometimes I just look at her, it’s funny since she's a tween and I still feel like Dad , but what will happen when she gets older and we are like the same age. I guess I just hit that road when it comes. For now I will play Dad, and watch her grow into a great woman. I know I have said it before , and I will it again 'I love Marcy and all my kids'. I hope she can learn from me and I haven't been a bad influence.
Well enough of this stressful distresser
Gabriel.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 4:53 am
It would be on a Saturday that you open your mail box (if you have one) and notice there is a rather thick envelope stuffed in there. There is no postage stamp and a very vague return address. But you recognize the font and the company's name. 'Seven of Seven Inc' scrawled in majestic font across the upper left hand corner. As you open it, you may strangely find yourself drawn to the letter, there is a mass of notes inside. They read as follows:
Letter Congratulations! You have managed to succeed in raising your child. (IE: Not killing him or her or getting killed yourself. Haha we kid of course.) We would like an update from you on the following: Guardians Name: Child's Name: Sin: Virtue: Gender: Current Attitude: Likes: Dislikes: Any abnormal growths: (if any, example: Feathers molting, horns growing larger, scars ) Current hair style: Current clothing preferences: Dominant celestial trait: (The sin or virtue) Please summarize in your own words how difficult or easy it was taking care of your child. Did you manage to care for them in a kindly fashion? Or were you forced to discipline them? As well do not be alarmed if you suddenly find your child achieving a massive growth spurt in the next little while. We are finding that the children from our facility have strange growing patterns and are rather unpredictable. Although please let us know if anything unexpected occurs. Sincerely the technicians from Seven of Seven Inc. Ps. Please just leave your letter back in your mail box one you have completed it our courier will pick it up. Thank you.
You would notice the letter seems overly friendly...strange since the scientist were so ...cold before.
(Just take the from Guardians name to Dominant Celestial trait and pm it to the mule, the summarization doesn't have to be long just have fun with it.)
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 8:59 pm
A Phone call to Ford! Marcy: *looks at watch* Ok its four o clock .. *picks up phone , selects Ford’s name and calls, listens to his wring tone*(Practicing) Hi Ford this is Marcy , just … calling to let you know I’m thinking about you once more….. *hears phone pick up* …Ahhhhh Ford: *had been lying on his stomach on the couch, watching TV and nearly asleep* Hello? Marcy: Hii ... you picked up. ... Ummm How are you....*takes deep breath* Ford: Marcy? *stretches and yawns* Sorry about that. *he stays quiet for a moment* I, um, I'm good. I'm not doing a lot. *more silence* Sorry about your sister? *he mumbles the last part, his voice quiet because he doesn't really know what to say* Marcy: Ummmmmm yea , its been really hard but I'm dealing with it now , its not sooo hard , but anway I have a Hula show , thats why I was calling *no its wasn't* , Your voice sounds soooo .... sex.....sterler , I mean steller .. so steller *bites her nails* Ford: Thanks? *he chuckles* I'm glad you're doing better. *he sits up* You sound... older? *he doesn't want to admit that he's been avoiding her calls, not because he didn't want to be there for her, but because he thought their relationship might come across as pervy since he grew* Where's your show? Am I invited? *there's a smile in his voice* Marcy: yea , and sooo is anyone who shows up really , I would just like you to be there , I don’t feel older , maybe I should take a pic , and send it over the phone , can your phone do that? *is no longer nervous* Ford: Not this one. I don't have a cell phone. Can you send it to an email address? You can send me stuff about your hula show too. *he sounds happy and less tired than he did when he answered* Marcy: I can do that right now … *sounds like she is moving around* I just need *plays with her blouse* your e-mail address , and *fluffs her hair* and we are set to go *soft giggle* Ford: *stays right where he is, in true sloth fashion* fordeliot@gmail.com *he spells his last name for her* It'll be fun to see you again. Marcy: Hold on one sec * takes photo on Dads laptop , its super classy yet kind of pin-up with clothes on* Ok typing now *takes about 30 secs , copies Lu's guest invitation into e-mail* OK , just need to link photo , and now done… sent in full , how do you like them apples Mr. Peterson. *feeling vary accomplished* Ford: *chuckles every once and a while as she keeps him updated on what she's doing and decides to do the same* All right, I'm logging on, opening my email, downloading... *he stops speaking as Marcy's photo loads* Wow... Mr. Peterson told me to tell you he likes them very much." *realizing how potentially dirty that sounded, Ford laughs and keeps on giggling for a few more seconds* Sorry! That sounded really bad. You look very beautiful. *he nods, even though she can't see it* Marcy: *looks at Photo , sees her sister Ro-Honda in the background , striking a mean pose , and hopes he doesn’t see her* Well Mr. Monster I'm glad you like it *says in silly fake sassy voice* Miss. Sparkles can't wait to see you *thinks about that , she could wait , but she wasn't going to correct herself* *can hear fighting in background* Ro-Honda: Be nice , sister … she good and like you , so be nice kay…..* hands phone back to Marcy Marcy: OMGosh , sooo sorry about that , she had to talk to you… *is so relieved she didn’t say anything more* Ford: *about to answer when he hears a kid's voice on the phone* I, uh, okay. *he smiles* It's all right. You can tell her I won't be mean to you. *he pauses for a second* Did she just call me 'sister?' Marcy: Nooooo , I think she meant be nice to my sister , she has a hard time talking on the phone *she nodded* , the Hula show is at noon , I won’t be able to see you till after the show , it’s in a few days , I hope I didn’t drop a bomb on you? *she asked and stated* Ford: Ah! Well, she sounds cute. *not that he would mind being called 'sister' by a kid* Nah, I haven't been doing much lately. Just sitting around practicing my magic and music. It'll be nice to get out. We've got a lot of catching up to do. Marcy: That necklace you gave me , is soo nice *odd she brings it up when he talks about ,magic* and Yes we have lots to talk about , I will make sure we have time after the show to talk , I hope you don't mind if I'm all hot and sweaty *giggles not knowing that could of been taken wrong* Ford: It's understandable. If you've been dancing. *he suddenly imagines what Marcy might look like doing the hula and coughs to distract himself* I'm glad you like the necklace. I thought it was nice, but I don't really wear jewelry myself. *he taps at the bands on his tail as he says this, the only real decoration he wears* It's cool you called. Or that I answered the phone finally. Marcy: I’m just shocked my family members didn’t scare you off , when you called the first few times *thinks about how she too , ignored Ford for some time* Ford: I like your family. *he smiles* They might be... demanding *he thinks about the little girl on the phone just now* but they obviously care about you. It's nice. *he gets quiet, thinking of his own relations* Marcy: *Marcy giggles* Well Mr.Monster , see you at my Hula show , where you will get to meet everyone see if you still like them after meeting them, but for now I need to go , bye bye * she stays on to hear if he says good bye* Ford: See you there! Bye Marcy. Marcy: *hangs up*
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 11:53 pm
Brothers and Sisters Dance ( from Marcy and Night Family Perspective) The entire family showed up to Marcie’s hula competition. It had been a long time since the whole family had made to a hula maybe three or so months. Life took over and schedules got in the way. Marcy thought it was funny since she wasn’t even a lead in this dance, and she pretty much hated it. It was fates little remainder that it too has a sense of humor. Backstage like normal; girls were freaking out , skirts were missing , and drama filled the air, typical compaction behavior . Lu Marcie's Hula teacher was talking with some light director making sure he had everything down pack for their show. Marcy stayed in her group’s dressing room, she could hear the audience, and she closed her eyes and took a deep breath in. She could see crowed with blurred faces. Her smell gives her versions; she can’t see anything to clear but blurred images of things familiar. It’s like seeing a black chalkboard, and as she takes in breaths the chalkboard gets more colors on it. The colors can be food, people , beings , or anything she knows well. As she took breaths in her chalkboard become colorful. She smelt her family and it brought the joy she needed. The smells comforted her, she kept her eyes closed and thought about her sister Millie. A few tears came down her cheek “I miss you , you know, I still don’t know why you couldn’t tell me , I hope you can see us, I hope you can feel this dance somehow” she spoke out load to her sister. She opened her eyes then shut them once more. She took in another big whiff; she could now see one more face somewhat close to the Night family. She started to blush Ford had made it , his color wasn’t as clear but she knew it was him. “I have a feeling Millie, Ford is a good guy , I know you would of liked him” she smiled as she pulled herself together. ‘Game face on , and SHOW to do’ Marcy thought to herself. She joined her group and then practiced with mini steps the hula. As the group practiced the Night family and Ford watched the other hula groups’ dance. The theme for this competition was ‘Family’. So each group prepared a hula around that, some did traditional island (Hawaiian) music but most went mainstream. It seemed to be what the judges liked in this particular competition. The Night family enjoyed most of the dances, one group was really bad and they were dancing to ‘Brother, Brother’ by Carole King. The song was bad, and the dance made no sense. The girls just waved their hands in the air and had very little hip movement. After that dance there were only two dances before Marcie’s group. It seemed like those two dances took the longest for almost every member of the Night family, but for Marcy they were finished way too fast. Her group got announced and with a loud Polynesian drums the girls moved there back ends to the center stage. The stage lit the music played, All the girls hips started to move to the intro, nice and slow. The dance was rather sexy, and gave huge hip movements. Marcy started her foot work, each step felt like a hurdle but she was jumping over them fine. When the lyrics started the girls broke off into groups. The lead dancers took the stage as the other girls mimicked their movements with smaller steps. The leads told a story as the others danced out emotion. Marcie’s group hit the floor and flung their hands in the air to the chores. You could really feel the pain in this song. Once the song was almost over the background dancers including Marcy joined the leads and did a few strong movements and bonded together making a circle cluster and moved together. It looked really stunning. Then all the girls but one fell down in a perfect circle formation, leaving the youngest dancer in the middle. This ended the dance and girls took a bow. Paulette the family’s nanny was in tears by the end of the show. Gabriel was clapping alongside his children. Lu ran on stage , in front of the girls and bowed and went off stage. After this dance there was only one more. The girls placed second, and lost to a group called “Now Islands”. That group danced to “We Are Family” by Sister Sledge. The hula was upbeat and fun , it wasn’t as corny as Gabriel thought it would be. Even Marcy thought they were the best. Coldplay’s “Brothers and Sister” was too much drama to win , in her own opinion. So the happy up beat dance deserved it. As the girls came down to greet their loved ones, Marcy fought through the crowed to find her family. She hugged every one of her siblings. Gabriel praised her and she felt his aloha for her. The Nanny gave the red head a bear hug knowing how much she struggled with the dance and was so proud of her. Once the half angel spent a good amount of time with her family she looked for Ford, it was time for him to meet everyone. The Date! ( An RP with Smerdle) After an amazing date with Ford , Marcy was walking on clouds. She started to skip to a restaurant where the family had gathered when she got this horrible gut feeling deep inside herself. Marcy lifted her head up much like a deer , and found herself lounging a good four feet to rescue a girl who was about to get hit by a car. Marcy had no clue what had just happened. The girl looked up " WHAT THE" she stopped when she saw her i-pod crushed where she once was. Tempy a wrath/abstinence child couldn’t believe her life was just saved "Ahhhh , I had the right of way.......Thank you..." she was stunned. Marcy didn't say much "Yea, nooo worries .... just be more careful ok" the red head stated. The child nodded "What is your name, mine is Tempy" she reached out her hand. The half angel took it "Mine is Marcy, are you lost?" she asked. Tempy shook her head "My guardians are right over there" she pointed to a yoga shop. Marcy smiled "Well I'm glad you’re ok" she shook off the daubery from her dress. The gray haired girl got out her male guardians business card and handed it the red head "Thank you for saving me, I would like to keep in contacted" she shared. Marcy looked at the card " Hey I'm getting a doll from him" it really is a small world. Tempy didn't think much of it "Well see you around" she darted off to the yoga shop. Marcy went on her way too. BOY did she have a lot to tell her family.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 1:29 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:51 pm
The Memorial and Pumpkins.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:53 pm
Most Romantic Date Ever “You can open your eyes” Marcy Night said to her boy friend Ford. The red head previously blindfolded him and took him for a long one hour hike to her favorite spot on the farm. This spot might be known by others but not a single soul new this as Marcie’s favorite spot. Once the musician got on his feet Marcy smiled and could only say “I know its dark …. But what do you think” she wasn’t sure if this idea would go over too well. The hike seemed went fine, the easy going male could handle the bright high energy teen. She walked with him hand in hand, and guided him like a pro. Ford did slip once but Marcy got his back, literally caught him as he fell backwards. The two just had a chuckle about the whole thing. Before the hike Marcy invited Ford to come to the farm for the first time. The way things worked out Ford was able to come on Valentine’s Day. At first Marcy wasn’t excited about this, but she quickly turned it around, so she could get some good one on one with him. She talked to her Dad letting him know she wanted to go on a hike with Ford and Ford only. Gabriel has hundred percent faith in Marcy and knew nothing fishy would happen. So once Ford met everyone and got a tour of the farm Marcy started her date with her boy friend. She handed him a gift “This is for you” she said all cute. The sloth spawn smiled and opened it. Inside a box was a small ‘Sun Stone’ said to hold a small amount of energy from the sun. She smiled and explained that it could help him on there journey. Ford still not knowing about the hike placed his necklace on, looking at her kind of funny. Then Marcy with flirty eyes gave Ford a sexy grin “You still have one more gift in the box” she said in a kind of sexy laud whisper. He looked at the blindfold and gave her a mischievous look. She then told him about the hike. So now the two stood next to Marcie’s favorite part of a huge meadow, you could hear a healthy spring full of rushing water. Marcy already felt peaceful, and wanted to tell Ford about this place but at first she wanted his reaction. Ford was understandably a little nervous about visiting Marcy at the farm. He hadn't been there before, and even though her father had never been anything but kind to him, Ford had a certain wariness of fathers in general and his girlfriend's in particular. He was somehow sure that if he wasn't on his best behavior, Mr. Night would forbid him from ever seeing Marcy again. He hadn't fully realized until very recently just how much the other spawn meant to him, and to lose her now would not be good at all. Ford wasn't prone to fits of strong emotion, but he just knew that if he could never see her again, well, that would be bad. He was predictably silent as they made their way across the lovely stretch of land Marcy called her home, only throwing out a handful of self-deprecating comments about his life as a city boy or his blindfolded state every so often, hoping to make her laugh. Ford loved hearing Marcy laugh, and he loved it even more when he was the cause. By the time they reached their destination it was fully dark, but Ford had been blindfolded for so long that when his eyes were uncovered, they didn't need to adjust in order for him to see his surroundings. For a few seconds, he couldn't get over just how big everything was out here, but he eventually settled down enough to notice the way the moon bounced off of the rocks just so, and... was that a stream? It really was a lovely place, and Ford could see himself lounging in the grass, idly plucking his guitar while Marcy danced. He reached for her hand in the dark. "It's really nice, Marcy. Pretty. Peaceful," he said, echoing her thoughts. "The half angel's sighed in relief as she walked around " I have never taken anyone here before" she stated "I have wanted to bring you here so many times but I had to wait for the right time" she smiled "And now I know that this is the right time" she walked back over to him. She looked into his eyes "I know it’s not normal for a girl to say this first Ford, but I love you" she was going to say more but the words coming out of her mouth choked her up. She shook her head and cleared her voice "I really really love you, I don't know how I would of made it through this year , Millie's memorial" the red head stopped and gathered her thoughts " You make me feel like a better person , and I thank you" she reached her hands out for a hug." Ford took her hands, then pulled her forward gently into his arms, eyes wide. First gifts, then declarations of love? It was all a bit much for the sloth spawn. He wondered if she could hear his heart racing from where her head rested against his chest. For a while he just held her, unsure as to what he could possibly say that would equal what she had just told him, and when he felt her shift to look up at him again, he realized the moment to reciprocate those words had passed. If there was any disappointment on her face, he couldn't see it in the dark. Ford held his breath, sure that she was going to be angry with him, but her next words were cheerful and no longer upset. "I have one more gift for you , since I couldn't cook you a meal , I found something we both can enjoy especially after our little walk" she winked at him " I found rare glacier water from untouched part of Gaia" she giggled " I hope you like it" she reached into her back-pack handed him a bottle. Marcy didn't know if this was a good idea but it was worth a try." He chuckled. "You've thought of everything and I have nothing for you." He took the bottle from her, slipping a hand around her waist and guiding her over to sit on the faintly illuminated rocks nearby. "I have been working on something though. I wanted to save it for a special occasion, but, well, I don't think anything I could plan would be more special than this." Ford stood in front of her, opening the bottle and sipping a bit from it before passing it back to Marcy. It really was delicious water, if such a thing could be considered delicious, and he told her so. The song Ford had been writing was a little sappy and he was nervous about sharing it with her before it was done. No, it was more than that. It was very sappy. He had told himself over and over again that he didn't know what he was saving it for, but, truth be told, it was the perfect song for a wedding. Still, Ford was only a teenager and didn't really want to think about such things. As he sang to her, he took in the babbling of the stream and the faint chorus of frogs that hummed all around them. He had never been particularly proud of his voice, but when he was around this girl, none of his shortcomings seemed to matter. When Ford was done singing, he reached out to Marcy, taking a seat on the rock facing her. "D-did you like it?" When she spoke, Marcy's voice was once again filled with emotion, but this time, it wasn't sadness. "Ford, it was beautiful!" she gushed. She felt like she was in a movie and the leading man was looking good. He smiled and pressed a kiss to her temple as she turned and snuggled into his arms. They stayed that way for a long time. Marcy wasn't sure if she had dozed off or was just lost in the moment, but after a while she suddenly realized they should probably get back to the farm. Her father wouldn't really be worried or anything, but she still hadn't meant to stay out so long. "We should go," she whispered, gathering her backpack and rising to her feet, her hand still in Ford's. "Hmm? Oh, yeah." The boy stood as well, straightening his clothes and looking around, even though he couldn't see much of anything. The pair was quiet as they made their way back. It seemed they wanted to take their time, but as always, returning from an adventure seemed to take less time than setting out on it. They were back within a few steps of the house when Ford stopped short, tugging softly at Marcy's hand as she kept walking. "Ford?" the girl's voice was slightly apprehensive as she turned to look at him. The faint light coming from her home was the brightest she had seen in hours and she now noticed that her boyfriend was struggling to tell her something. "What is it?" "I just..." Ford swallowed. "I love you, Marcy. I just wanted you to know." The redhead smiled. The smile was a little expected, but very, very happy and still ment alot. "I know."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 2:11 pm
So Here I am - A Blog by Marcy I didn't see myself in such a good place, but I am. I feel very blessed by what's going on in my life. I feel like I moved on from the heartache of last year and I finally feel myself pushing forward into my feature. You never fully get over death, every day I see something that reminds me of Millie, but now I don't feel like crying I just feel like I need to celebrate the lives around me. I guess you could say Ford is teaching me, just by loving me.
He’s the best thing to ever happen to me , he came into my shattered world picked up my pieces, and I don't think he knows it. I am sooo lucky to be his girl friend. He puts up with my Hula practices, and gives me space when I need it. Its sooo easy being around him. I hope I'm an easy girl friend to deal with. I know I can testy , and I have strong view points. We haven't seen much of eachother , I really miss him.
Speaking of Strong View points, me and a girl in my hula class that I have never gotten along with, we seem to be getting along. Just around V-day I bought a small sun stone from her to give to Ford. She didn't seem to want to give it to me , and got all snooty but she did. Well since then she has been asking about the stone and if it’s working for Ford. I think it is, I'm not sure what he thinks of it , I think he wears it more just to make me happy ...but I do see him being a little more active than normal. So now we have small chats about life , and she even brought me this yummy sandwich full of garden veggies , and this lean turkey...
Omgosh Im getting sooo hungry just talking about. So we have even hung out a few times. Her name is 'Olina , its an Islander name. She is still big competition, and we duke out for solos still ... we just don't seem to be down each other’s throats.
Temperance has been hanging around more and more, and we have even made a place in the walk in closet for her. She hardly is over at her main house. I can't lie, I like having around. She is much more mature, and handles her strange quirks better. Yea, so basically she doesn't make it soo obvious she studding someone. Her little Gemini buddies are super cute, they really talk funny. I'm also keeping in connected with Ella, we are polar opposites but I love the girl. She really is like a sister tooo me, and I care deeply about her. I hope she is doing ok, I haven't heard from her in a bit.
Alright my followers, I love you guys!
Bye bye now!
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 10:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 11:31 pm
The Brake Up (Marcie’s View Point) It was a windy day at a park on the outskirts of Aekea. Marcy just got done with a long run around the beautiful area and agreed to meet Ford there. She was wiping her forehead when she saw him "FORD" she shouted. She opened her arms and gave him a hug. The two then sat down by a nearby bench. The cool wind gave Marcy goose bumps. Marcy felt something different today when she was around her boy friend. The two grew apart in short amount of time. Temperance being pregnant, Ford taking care of Larabie. "Soo , whats up" she started. The two talked for a good thirty minutes. They had a hard time striking up conversation. Both of them must of felt there flame go out at the same time. Marcy smiled " Ford" she looked him in the eyes "I think this is our good bye date" she shook her head trying to pull herself together. "I didn't see this coming, but I guess it’s been happening for while now" they both started to talk some more. "You will always be my buddy Ford, and I don't get regret a day we spent together" she hugged him as a tear went down her cheek. "We made each other stronger, over the last year, I don't think I could of handled any of the madness without you" she stated. "Yes... I will keep sending you invites to my shows, don't worry ... and I will still pop in on you at coffee shops" she smiled. The two talked some more before Marcy had to leave " I am fine , are you fine?" she asked. "I think its for the best to" she nodded and put on her brave face. She hugged him one more time and then walked over to her car. She had on his necklace still; she had it on all day until she got back home. Once alone she placed his necklace in box with some of the things she kept from Millie. She let one more solo tear. She took a deep breath in said a little prayer then went out to face her family and tell them the news. It wasn't surprise to anyone, but it was still sad. “I don’t know, it just happened, and we were both fine with it I guess” she told everyone. She kept reassuring people the mutually came to the brake up. Some people believed her like her father and Temperance. Other felt there had to be more to it like Autumuns and Ryan. After a group chat, Marcy found herself with Paulette and Temperance outside on the porch. The girls talked out a lot of things. “We started wonderful and we ended wonderful” Marcy smiled. The Nanny hugged her “He was a great first boy friend, now you will have expectations for the next” she stated. Marcy smiled “yea that’s partly why we broke up , our long term goals are so different , how we want to raise a family how we want our lives to go” she stated. Temperance just took notes. She categorized what she had learned under ‘relationships’. She really had nothing to say Marcy didn’t know, so she just listened to the Nanny and the red head talk. Gabriel met the ladies outside after a good hour passed. Marcy gave him a hug “Dad , I will be fine” she smiled. “I know hun , I know” he embraced the hug. “I don’t know how you turned out so good, it’s really amazing Marcy” the man with ducky hated stated. Marcy just smiled “Because you’re an amazing person Dad” she got up and walked back inside the house. Some people come into our lives for a season, and Marcy season with Ford was a good one and she would always cherish it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 3:14 pm
The fourteen annual Hula Competition
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 3:16 pm
Getting Grub after a Hula show (Lit and Marcy)
[An rp over AIM] It had been...a busy day. It was pretty awesome, actually; the morning was steady with old folks, a crowd of teens came in just before lunch and drove them away, and now it was about 4 o'clock and things were starting to slow down. Litural wiped the sweat from his forehead on the back of his sleeve, sighing some as he finished cleaning up the kitchen. The lull would be nice before the evening rush for dinner, he decided, and giving one last check to his corn bread in the oven, Lit ducked outside for some fresh air. Back to the building, he leaned against the brick in the warm sun, still bright in the sky thanks to the summer. He opened his wings and welcomed the light, closing his eyes with a contented sigh. Yep, this is what he was supposed to be doing with his life. It felt nice to finally have found his place.~~ The half angel just got done with a hula show and needed some sustenance. She let her nose lead her to the place “Oh my gosh, real food” she said out loud. An older woman over heard her “You won’t be disappointed girly” and then she walked passed. Marcy chuckled and walked into the restaurant. She was not disappointed the place looked lovely and the smells of food cheered her soul. Once she was seated she tucked her aloha print skirt in, and looked at the menu. She got lost in looking over everything, she couldn’t make a decision. As she waited for her host she hummed an island song and tapped her foot to the beat. Marcy couldn’t help but to enjoy the down time before heading back to the farm. His third eye - always open and always cranky - watched the fellow Spawn walk into the restaurant with a glare, and Lit gave another sigh. Well, the lull *was* going to be nice, but now it was back to work. Or was it? Thinking about it, she'd have to look through the menu, get her drink, order...that was at least another 5 minutes. Grinning, he remained where he was, just waiting. They knew where he was, they'd come get him when the order came in. Inside, his crew did was they were supposed to do. A polite, slightly flirty young man would be her waiter, bringing her a glass of water and asking if she would like anything else to drink. "Perhaps an appetizer, too?" he offered, smile flashing.~~ “I have no idea what I want” she used her winning smile “What do you get here, I can smell cornbread, it seems dee’lish so I will get some of that, and I think I will stick with water if that’s alright by you” she kept her smile on. Marcy wasn’t really a soft drink person, so she stuck with water. She made sure to always tip well because of that. The red head glanced outside, it really was a nice day but she was ready for the cooling night sky. "Cornbread's great, Miss. It's just about done cooking, and will be fresh out of the oven for your order. If you're looking for something perfect to go with it, I'd recommend the fried chicken salad with bar-b-que vinaigrette. Or, if you're not big into greens, we have a great lemon-pepper salmon dish." Oh, the kid was good...offering a salad without implying that she was fat. Lit picked his employees well.~~ " I will go with the chicken salad that sounds perfect , get my greens and protean also” she commentated. “You have been so helpful, do you have a brother” she kidded. The teen looked around “Where is your ladies room, I need to excuse myself” she winked. The young man laughed and joked with her, pointing in the direction of the bathrooms before excusing himself also to go put her order in. However, it wasn't before he made a detour to the front door, poking his head out. "Hey! Boss!" The red-skinned Spawn fought the wince, though there was nothing he could do to stop the daggers from his third eye when someone called him back inside. "Yeah, yeah...I know," he muttered, and with a push he was off the wall and heading back inside. His wings protested being folded up again - you have no idea how hard it is to maneuver in a kitchen with wings like Lit's - but they were on their way to his sides as he passed by the front window, and turned into the door. Ah, but this is where Lit did not shine. Food? Lit was great with food, sure. People, not so much. His smiles never seemed to fit quite right on his face, and they never reached his third eye no matter how hard he forced. So when he offered a polite nod and smile to the woman he knew was ordering...it came out rather lopsided, and more like a smirk than anything else. "Hey there. I'll have your order right up."~~ A bright grin shined “Ok no problem” to the man .She was rather pleased with the service here. She got up and straightened her outfit before walking over to bathroom with a skip and a hop in her step. Once in the bathroom she walked over to the sink and mirror noticed she hadn’t taken off her false eye lashes, so she got out her handy dandy eye tool and took them off. She did a few other things before leaving. She walked back to her seat, and began humming the same tune from before. This was much needed alone time. Well, at least Lit was in his element again. Her order came out fast, cooked to the best of the Spawn's ability, and was served to her by that ever friendly waiter. "Here you are, Miss. Fried chicken salad, bar-b-que vinaigrette, and freshly baked corn bread. Enjoy." Just like that, he was off...but never more than a "excuse me, I need something" away.~~ Marcy said a little prayer over her food and then enjoyed her meal. She started by taking her knife to the chicken, she cut it up into several bite size pieces. She found a tender piece and chewed it up, ohhh yes it was good. She let out a blissful little squeal out, and took another bite before digging into her salad. The vinaigrette was right on the money and brought out the flavors of the greens used. She slowly chewed her food. She would close her eyes and imagine dancing on stage, and drifted off to her happy place. Once done with her salad, she took a few more bites of her chicken before trying some the cornbread. The bread was nice a moist, but she had to take a good gulp of water after her first bite. She then took the rest of her bread and soaked up the reaming vinaigrette, and smeared some of the bar-b-que sauce on it. She practically gobbled up the rest of her bread. All the flavors went well together, at least she thought so. She found herself stuffed and waited for a chance to ask her waiter for a doggy bag for the rest of the chicken. Once she caught his eye she called him over “Hey, could I get a takeout box, the food is so good and I’m not throwing a thing out but I am stuffed” she shrugged. “How do you stay in shape working here? I would be rolling out the door, and spending all my paycheck if I worked in this joint” she smiled. “Thank God, I dance hula ….” she smiled some more “but this was rather light on the calories right?” she asked. Her waiter stopped short while he was cleaning off her plate into the box for her, looking at Marcy a bit bewildered. Really? Had she not heard him when he said 'fried'? The look was gone quickly, though, replaced with a sly grin and a innocent shrug. "As light as fried chicken can be, Miss. I'll bring your check right over."~~ Marcy smiled "Ick ,so going to have to run a few extra miles in the morning" she grinned as she got out her wallet. Once the waiter got back " Hey , could I get a chance to thank my cook , I love doing that when I am able , he did such a great job, his food was like art work" she bragged. It wasn't unusual for people to ask to thank Lit in person. Thing is, he usually got away from it by politely declining because of how busy he was. Right now the place was still pretty much empty, and Litural would have no excuse. With something like panic flickering in the waiter's eyes, he barely managed to nod his head, "Of course, Miss. I'll....I'll go get him for you." He was gone again, probably for a lot longer than one would expect. But, that was the nature of things...again, Lit isn't exactly the best with people. Pausing behind the doors, he took a breath and excited the kitchen. Tucking a towel into the waistline of his black apron, Lit made his way to the only patron currently in the restaurant. "I guess you enjoyed your meal?" he said, voice stiff - much stiffer than before when he'd greeted her. He was trying to keep his third eye under control...because right now, it looked about ready to leap from his forehead in an attack.~~ "Ohh yes, I haven't had chicken this good in a long time, what do you use in it? It’s so full of flavor; do use a brick oven?” she asked full of curiosity. She was having such a pleasant time her glut DNA didn’t kick in. If it had she would have caught a whiff of him and she would know he was from seven. So for now, she kept enjoying her time. He knew where she was from. He never saw people that looked like a Spawn did...unless they were Spawn. He wished Auryn was here, the teen would have been able to tell him exactly which DNA she was made from. Regardless, there was that awkward smile again, and he nodded his head as he anxiously 'dried' his hands with the towel. "Glad you enjoyed it. Nothing special, just a recipe I came up with. No baking done, I'm afraid...that's just all white meat chicken breast deep friend in Canola oil."~~ "Well like I said to the waiter it was dee'lish, I will be stopping by more often, when I am in these parts" she scouted out of her seat. She was about to let the restaurant owner go by excusing herself when the inevitable happened she caught a whiff of him. She saw a flash of a boy she once met when she was a kid, next she saw a girl she met at beach not too long ago and then she saw Tempy. He looked nothing like Temperance, and he sure wasn’t a spawn from Anani so he must be old wrath, and she wasn’t sure what else. The visions didn’t make her look odd, and she only paused for a few seconds. She almost felt like avoiding asking if he was from seven since it always ruined things. So she waited to see what he would say next. He nodded his head, rubbing the back of his hand against the eye on his forehead. It hurt, but that's what he wanted...if made the eye squint, unable to bore an invisible hole into the young woman's soul. "Nice to know. Spread the word...everyone's welcome here." He gave a nod as she stood, sliding out of her way. When she paused, he did too. Was there something else he was going to say to her?~~ “I will make sure to tell my friends, and will even tell the girls in my hula group to check this place out” She smiled. She walked passed him “Have a good day and thanks so much for the food it was all wonderful” she began to walk away when her gut told her to stop and ask him. She turned back around “Are you from Seven?” she asked knowing the answer “I am a sp…” she couldn’t spawn, no she wouldn’t say it. “If you are , so am I, I noticed your third eyes ,it’s like others I have met, my dna is patience and gluttony, guess that’s why I love food so much” she joked. So that's what all this fussing was about? Geez, like she'd never met one of her own before! "A Spawn, yes," he finished the word for her. There was a change in him. Almost like he seemed a lot more relaxed now, because obviously he didn't have to make nice 'I'm the man in charge' anymore. The third eye still looked like it wanted to eat her, though. "Yeah...there's a lot of Shar's kids running around, I've noticed. He's got a s**t ton of grand-kids too, evidently." Well, at least two that he knew of for sure...more than enough “So what’s your other DNA?, am curious” she stayed friendly. She kept eye contact “It’s nice to see, someone else from ‘Seven’ doing something productive. It’s kind of inspirational” she lifted her shoulders looked around, and then nodded her to confirm what she just said. That...made him smile, genuinely. Well, as 'genuine' as he could manage...even relaxed, smiles never sat right on his face. "Yeah, that's the whole point. We're more than what our DNA says we are...it's the reason I got this place running." Yes, someone understood. That was his goal, really, for Spawn to come here and see that they didn't need to succumb to their inbred desires. "Chastity...Avis's kid." “Yes, that’s why I do hula and am even trying out for a community play, Mary Poppins to be exact, am going for the lead” she made a fake nervous face. “So you have chastity dna , my friend is pregnant with the new chastity angles dna, you know I have no clue how it works, but I guess she is the first to have this procedure done , she has questions , she is also wrath and abstinence. I don’t know we just met , but if you are wanting to reach out, It would mean the world to her to meet you, she wants to be a good mother” she put her smile back on and tried to look cute. Lit looked completely confused. Number one, he hadn't realized that his mother had been replaced. He hadn't even known she was gone. Number two, she did hear him say he was Chastity, right? What could he possibly do to help someone be a new mother?? He wasn't even sure if he wanted to be a father yet! "Uhm...I don't know what I could offer her..." He was about to say that parenting wasn't really part of a Chastity spawn's DNA, but that was the point of things, wasn't it? Doing things you weren't 'programmed' to do.~~ Marcy grinned “You wouldn’t have to say much to her, she is very logical I guess” that was an understatement. “I’m not even sure if she would want to meet you, but I have this opportunity, and I’m almost hundred percent sure she would, she is really odd, not vary tactful, she likes to study people, habits, she enjoys reading and making her own scientific studies.. so just meeting you might give her the heads up on how to raise her child” she shrugged “Or she will tell me ‘He shares none of the same dna as me what’s the point” she smiled and shook her head. “If you told me, even three months ago I would be asking someone, what I am asking you right now, I would have laughed. I know this must be strange, but she is a good girl, going to be a great mother, her and I have been taking parenting classes, and she takes notes on everything, she even takes part in all the demarcations like CPR, and first aid” she looked down at her feet. The first time her smile wasn’t on her face. “I judged her, I thought it was crazy what happened, I was mad at ‘Seven’ fore artificially impregnating her” she looked up “I don’t even like seven, I don’t like that am part of the place, I hardly associate myself with it. I don’t think what they do is right, that’s just me, but someone how Tempy has turned this whole thing into something amazing, and I want to help her any way I can” she huffed. “Sorry, I think I just vented at you…” she crossed her arms and forced a smile on. "Yes...yes, you did," he said slowly. Wow, that was a lot to process all at one time. Taking a step back from her, this was sounding less and less like a good idea by the second. She studied people, she did right by her class...really now, what else was there that he could offer her? "Well..being almost 100% sure isn't the same as being wholly sure. “Probably best to, you know, *ask* her if she'd even want to bother meeting me?" He had no comments for Sevens. No one understood the depth of hatred that he held for the place. Well, family...but no one outside his personal life.~~ The half angel spoke “Well as long as you’re ok with meeting her, I will set up a date to drop by here in the near future, got a number on recite, so I should be seeing you in the near future, thanks for being so kind to me, you’re a good man” she noted. She took a deep breath “ I might even have a poster for play in my hands if you have place to hang those kind of advertisements” she sounded real bubbly and chipper. Litural...wasn't sure how to respond to that one. A good man? That was definitely new. "If she wants to bring a poster by, I can hang it in the front window, no problem. She can, uh, stop by around now. It's between rushes, so you know, I can be out of the kitchen with her. " Like clockwork, there was a ding and a couple walked in. "Speaking of, I'd better get back there." A nod offered...he wasn't all that great at saying goodbye.~~ "Have a good one" she walked out the door, and called a friend from hula and told her about the food. " Girl, it was sooo good" she started to walk to her car.
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