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 Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2005 9:19 pm
((Dunno! I ran out of things to say! ::sigh:: I was saving her wish for something else, but I'm gonna have to use it if this is gonna go anywhere!))
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2005 9:22 pm
((*blinkies* We'll come up with something to get this moving in a bit, don't waste her wish or anything))
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 3:27 pm
((We really must do something about this rp))
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 7:04 pm
((we should. The question is. . . what?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 7:11 pm
((I don't know >.< We need to find more players, I'm amazed we've rped out as much as we have. I don't want you to have to use your wish already though))
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 7:20 pm
((well, my wish was banked on Amai coming back. . . but it doesn't look like she is.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 7:27 pm
((Well, she just went to the laundry, bug her when she gets back))
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 8:20 pm
(( ::commences bugging:: ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 6:31 am
(::wanders in, looks around, and blinks:: hmm.... am i still in this rp? ::can't remember:: )
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:55 am
(whadda know... i am eek let's fix that)
::Engel had been with her new foster family for about three weeks now, and apparently they had decided they'd had enough of her. a new record. she'd never been in a home so long before... she must be losing her touch... ah well. it didn't take her long to pack, since she had never really unpacked to begin with. just toss a few clothes into her suitcase, stuff a book here and a picture there, and she was set. her foster family couldn't really say they were sad to see her go... she'd been nothing but depressing since she'd stepped into the house, that is, when she was home. what the parents didn't know was that their son had been continiously picking on her, though she'd never admit that it hurt a bit, it had irritated her enough that she sought ever oppertunity to be anywhere but at the house. the library was a constant refuge... not that it mattered anymore, she though as her social worker picked her up. she was off to a new foster home... yippie stare ::
(::makes a deep bow and leaves:: )
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:27 pm
Vale Kinomoto Remmy shrugged. "I've done it since I was a toddler so I doubt it. I really don't know, maybe just too much has always gone on. I suppose stress could be a possibility, but I'm also usually a light sleeper." ((Finally thunk up a post!)) stressed I guess some people are and some arn't. My mom always said that I could sleep through the house caving in on me. When I have to be up, I have three alarms I set.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2005 2:44 pm
"Wow. That'd probably scare me to death." he said, shaking his head. He wanted to take her out somewhere, go do something with her, but ehr condition kind of killed that idea. He just walked over to the window and looked at the world outside. "Anything you want to do?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 7:44 pm
Um, well. . . it's kinda dumb. . . ::pulling on the sleeves of her shirt again::
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2005 1:40 pm
He wrapped his arms around her. "It couldn't have been stupid. Go on love, what is it?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2005 4:25 pm
Well, tonight is my art show. . . and since I can't go, the gallery owners put webcams and microphones all over the place, so I can see what's going on. and. . . it'll probally sound really weird to you, but every show I have, I dress up and hook my laptop up to the tv so I can see what's going on.
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