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 Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 2:00 am
Welcome to our home
Hello, and welcome, I must remind you that we do life just in front of our farm
so it would be ever so wonderful if you could refrain from going past the
gate to the farm without someone to escort you.Things you must know
-Tristan Boyé and Micah Boyé live here
-No rules but Smoking is prohibited and please don't drink if you're underage
-Please put your shoes outside, It's hard to clean Obsidian flooring D:
-My room is in the attic, if the door is closed, I'm not in it.
-Micah's room is below the first floor, take the spiral staircase and take the first right
-If my pants are still on, you should keep yours on (Micah, that means you)
Make yourself at home
-We have a large plasma screen TV
-Small room for computer stuff
-Kitchen (I'd like you to save a soda for myself)
-The punching bag is not a toy
-I'm usually working on the ranch,
if you want to speak to me, just press
the buzzer in the front, i'll hear you.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 8:04 pm
 TristⒶn Boyé "Anarchists are opposed to violence; everyone knows that. The main plank of anarchism is the removal of violence from human relations. It is life based on freedom of the individual, without the intervention of the gendarme. For this reason we are the enemies of capitalism which depends on the protection of the gendarme to oblige workers to allow themselves to be exploited-- or even to remain idle and go hungry when it is not in the interest of the bosses to exploit them. We are therefore enemies of the State which is the coercive violent organization of society." --Errico Malatesta Tristan busily finished his setting up the house, he smiled to himself about his work, he enjoyed what he had done with the place. Wearing his normal formal attire he made his way up into his room where he began to tap away at the keyboard. He was writing a blog for OccupiedLondon in an attempt to make popular the economic crisis in France, trying to help the protesters and gain support for the movement, he knew that it would help his heart if he could at least in some way reform France. His work meant something to him, he was proud of himself for standing up against human rights violations, but he was so devote to it, it had left him completely detached from people, his only form of communication was his son, he had become overly worried about his son and about the world in which they lived, it had him frequently showering his son with praise and gifts for the littlest things. Tristan yearned for other people, but he was afraid. Hours passed as he wrote a speech, a blog, and created propaganda for the website, he was rather burnt out for the day and noticed there was still time left in the day, he stood up, and took off out the door, locking it behind him. He made his way out of the area and down the street, he didn't know where but he was going to find something to do, somewhere.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 2:04 am
Driving faster Micah gripped the E-Brake and drifted his way into the parking spot backwards. He stepped from his car and pressed the electric lock, he found himself opening the door of the house. His father wasn't home and everything was set up. Quickly he made his way into the kitchen, he pulled out the vanilla and the Matzos. "Do you like Matzos Brei?" He asked, he was raised Jewish and he was used to people knowing what he meant when he spoke. His words were soft and his eyes were trained on Alanis.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 2:17 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ALANIS LEBLANC
LIKE TINY GODS RESTING ON MY WINDOWPANE ☆ ☆ ☆ WILL I EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN? ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
Just from the way he had been drying, Alanis could tell that he was a dangerous bad boy. He liked to take risk! Didn't listen to the law! He was wild! Oh, this was so exiting! He very own first bad boy! Of course, later one, when she would have to choose between him and Lucas, it wouldn't be so fun. She should probably start question which one was the best for her starting tomorow. But for now.. "Ah, yes. I do like it. Of course, it depends what style you are doing. So many different recipe... but, I'll trust you on it." A Marie Sue could never doubt anyone! That just wasn't a nice thing to do! Her eyes kept going left and right, looking at the room she was in. This was a very nice house. Of course, not as nice as her own back on the mainland, but beautiful nevertheless. "You live her alone with your father?" She asked him. It seemed a bit big...
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 2:31 am
Micah dunked the matzos in water and quickly drained them before he gripped his eggs, he broke a few of them and mixed them with Vanilla before adding it to the matzos. He did not stop before he began to fry the matzos."Yes, we moved here from France, we're planning on having many parties of course, we're social with those around us, but my father is a recluse on the inside."His voice was still soft, but it had a form of sadness, he loved his father and wished for him to be happy."After my mother died when I was 3 months old he kind of became dedicated to protecting me."
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 2:37 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ALANIS LEBLANC
LIKE TINY GODS RESTING ON MY WINDOWPANE ☆ ☆ ☆ WILL I EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN? ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
"Awh? Your mother died? You poor thing." The blonde girl said, with a truthful hint of sadness in her voice. He was a half orphan! That was very sad... wait. His mother died? That mean... that mean that she wasn't the b***h she first though his mother was? Then... then why was she about to have sodomy with him? Was he tying to play her? Oh no! She wasn't about to get tricked into sodomy for no reason by a very good looking young boy her age! Then again.... he was probbaly sad that his mother was dead, and still needed something to make him feel happy. Oh, she had never read anything like that happening in her erotica book! Not even Mimi goes Mommy!
"Parties? What kind of parties?" Did he mean Orgy Parties? Or Perhaps BDSM parties... oh, what about couple exchange parties? So many different kind of parties she knew about! Of course, she had never went to any of those, but she was still curious. Would she be invited? Probably. She would probably also get drunk and given some drugs then date rape. Oh, she couldn't wait! It was going to be so fun!
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 2:47 am
He had finished the Matzos Brei as he was known to cook fast, due to his obsession with using Woks and other methods of fast cooking. He laid the plate on the Cedar Wood table his father had made one day. His body spoke of one whom worked out and relaxed just because he wanted to fill the hole left from his lack of motherly love. "Here you go. I never knew what having a mother was like, I just knew my protective father, and I guess it's caused me to be the person I am, I want to make her proud, even if I have to be someone people don't like."
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 2:56 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ALANIS LEBLANC
LIKE TINY GODS RESTING ON MY WINDOWPANE ☆ ☆ ☆ WILL I EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN? ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
Alanis took a bite of her food, smiling at him (with just her lips, of couse) to be polite. Oh, it was good. Above average, even, but she could find some many flaws in it! Still, he could probably hold his own better than Lucas in a kitchen... she might ask him to be her partner at the next cooking festival. Then again, it was because of their LOVE that she had won last time. Oh really, to be split between two hearts was so troublesome. Woe is her, woe is her.... "It's good!" She complimented him to be nice. She couldn't just 'but could be better' of couse. That was just rude. "Ah? What don't you like about yourself? And do you really think your mother wouldn't like who you really want to be?" She asked with genuine curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 3:03 am
"Thank you, It could of been better, I'm not usually prompted to cook, so I take time and experiment, but It's rarely that I cook for anyone other than my father." He took a deep breath as he removed his shirt, he was rather bothered by the fact he had his shirt on to begin with, it was warm so he wanted to be skin, he wanted to let himself be visible for everyone."my mother was a rebel, I want to be like that, I want to be a rebel, I am a rebel, I am happy this way and she is. Everyone who wants me otherwise can suck it."
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 3:15 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ALANIS LEBLANC
LIKE TINY GODS RESTING ON MY WINDOWPANE ☆ ☆ ☆ WILL I EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN? ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
Alanis was baout to comment on how to improve his meal, when Micah, without any warning whatsoever, decided to remove his shirt. The girl couldn't help but to star at the boy's bare (and fit) chest. Sure, she had seen shirtless boys before, but that was usually at the beach, not like that when she was alone with them in their house! Oh, this boy really was dangerous... a pretty! She cough herself staring. She immediately blushed and looked away, staring down at her plate of food.
As she kept staring down, she listen to him. So... he was a rebel? Then, his whole bad boy attitude was so he could please his dead mother? Well, that was sweet in a really weird way, but who was she to judge. "Well, if you are happy being a rebel, then I suppose there isn't anything wrong with that." She started, before taking another peek at the boy's chest. "Uh? What is it that they can suck?" She asked. Really, she had no clue and that sentence hadn't hinted at anything. Why would people suck on anything because they weren't happy, anyway?
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 3:23 am
Micah approached Alanis, he got behind her as she sat at the table an bent over so his face was next to hers. His bare chest against her back and his arms wrapped around her body. He spoke into her ear in a sensual and seductive tone "The same thing you'll be sucking once you're a** naked in my bed room,"
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 3:40 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ALANIS LEBLANC
LIKE TINY GODS RESTING ON MY WINDOWPANE ☆ ☆ ☆ WILL I EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN? ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
The young girl let a small gasp our of her mouth when Micah grabbed her. She really wasn't expecting him to do that! Then again, he was the bad boy, so it was expected that he would have grabbed her and ravish her right there on the kitchen counter. That, however, didn't worry her the less, not was she thinking about sex at all. In fact, she was still trying to figure what she would be sucking! Was it a lolipop? Some sort of Candy? Oh! It could be a candy cane. Or a popsicle... or a jawbreaker! Maybe even a mint. But wait, why would she be sucking anything? "Uh? I don't understand. I'm happy with you being a rebel, so why should I suck on anything?" All those stories were true! Bad boys were dangerous, but not very bright.... Also, she had just ate! Did he wanted her to get fat? That would be... just no. She wouldn't be getting fat. Ever. She was too perfect for that! Who did he though he was, trying to make her get fat? Some people, seriously. And what about Sodomy? Wasn't that the whole point of comming here? Was she tricked with the promise of sodomy into becoming a BIG FAT ALANIS? Well, today sucked. Bummer.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 11:01 am
"I meant my d**k," She had thrown off his libido as his father would of called it. But he maintained his composure and his tone. Was this girl really that innocent, was she about to let a guy she just met in her so easily. His mind was filled with laughter as he knew this would be a fun conversation with Cadeon. His face next to Alanis' he knew that this would be a different adventure but it was one worth making the trek.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 12:12 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ALANIS LEBLANC
LIKE TINY GODS RESTING ON MY WINDOWPANE ☆ ☆ ☆ WILL I EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN? ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
He had meant his... OH! Ohhhhh... Now she understood! Well, his fault for being so confusing! They never spoke like that in her books! It was usually something along the lines of 'Take it all, b***h!' not some metaphor about getting fat. But then again, she couldn't expect everyone to speak so poetically like in her books. she turned her head slightly to see a part of Micah's face completely forgetting that his naked chest was pressed agaist her. "Well.... that's rather disappointing. I was expecting you to just take me without warning, or you know, do it outside in the public garden, or in the forest or on the beach... Seriously, what kind of bad boy just go to someone and tell them to go get naked in their room in order to give them felatio..." She pouted. Maybe he wasn't the badboy she though he was.. Oh! She knew! this was only an act! He really was just a nice little boy with some mommy issues, which lead to him to act like a badboy, but really wasn't one. Should she pity him for that? Of course she would. Which is why she left her hands rub against his legs (because, really, where else could she reach?) to tell him she wasn't completely out. Still, he was disappointing her once more and she was out! Lucas would never disappoint her. Ever.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 7:52 pm
"What would you know about bad boys," He now knew what this girl was, she was a perverted little girl. She was completely uneducated about the real world, but if she was looking for someone too take advantage of her so much then she had come to the right place. As her hand trailed down his leg Micah put his hand on her side before forcing her bent over the table one hand now on her back keeping her pressed to the table. "You'd really with me to my house alone, Bad boys bite, a lot harder than you think." He said with a forcefully seductive tone. As he move the hair from his eyes and the clanking of his belt and jeans were heard on the stone floor. She wanted someone to treat her like a piece of meat, and now she had let it out on herself, she wasn't ready for Micah, he would treat her like meat and for as long as she let him he'd let her know she was meat, and he would show no care for her, she was his ******** buddy now, nothing more.
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