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 Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 6:12 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:07 pm
00. cert
01. navigation
02. rules
03. updates
04. pain
05. pina ghoulada
06. beyond the grave
07. family
08. relationships
09. lingering spirits
10. possessions
11. photo album
12. entry
13. misc
14. credits
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:13 pm
Name: Goad Haul Pain
Goes by: Pain
Species: Cocktail
Drink: Pina Ghoulada
Stage: Adult
Personality:
i gotta write it out man
take my notes tho
ice = comes off cold initially
rum = warm and a little smokey after you get a better taste
cream of coconut = refreshing
heavy cream = very sweet
orange juice = a little tangy
mostly communicates with nods, grunts, and body language unless spoken to
kind of frankensteiny
not unintelligent but shy and quiet, more introspective, very honest and forthcoming but since he doesn't open up right away he can come off as unintentionally aloof or cold
his actions speak much louder than words; he is very welcoming of others and eager for affection but does not like making the first move
always puts others before himself often at the risk of himself even if they are strangers, especially if they are smaller and weaker
Dialog: Indian Red
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:20 pm
PINA GHOULADA
20 ounces pineapple juice
1 can (15 ounces) cream of coconut
1/2 cup heavy cream
1 cup orange juice
10 ounces good-quality rum
3 tablespoons corn syrup
1/4 teaspoons red food coloring
"Drinkers' lips may be stained pink -- much like those of a vampire."
Pour the corn syrup in a shallow bowl. Dip a toothpick into the food coloring, and stir a very small amount into the syrup to combine. Hold a glass by the stem, dip rim into the syrup mixture, and turn glass, coating entire rim. Turn the glass upright, allowing mixture to drip down sides. Dip the remaining glasses. Set aside.
Whisk together drink ingredients. Place 2 1/2 cups ice in a blender, and add 1 cup drink mixture. Blend until smooth; add more pineapple juice if mixture is too thick. Repeat with remaining ice and mixture. Carefully pour into prepared glasses; serve.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:21 pm
spooky scary skeletons all up in this closet
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:24 pm
SISTER - Diana | BROTHER - Coda
Pina Colada
description of relationship
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:25 pm
he hasn't met anyone yet, that's unfortunate
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:29 pm
the crypt keepers collection
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:32 pm
some ghoulish photography
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:32 pm
Quote: Prompt: Write a horror story (maximum 500 words long) that involves a pineapple in some way. No other restrictions!
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The bathysphere is now completely submerged. My ears feel clogged already – it's normal. The scientists informed me that the radiation levels are safe and the only problem would be if I ate food from the island.
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I checked the food supplies they packed with me. There's a lot of different fruits; coconuts, bananas, even breadfruit. I guess they wanted the experience to feel “authentic”. The higher ups have a weird sense of humor. This isn't exactly a vacation to an island paradise.
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From the window, I can see all sorts of blue. The water's surprisingly bright and beautiful. If I look up at just the right angle, I can see rays from the sun and down below only looks marginally dark. It's strangely welcoming.
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The bathysphere touched bottom. There's forests of coral reef, kelp, and jellyfish all around. It's gorgeous. So far, there are no detectable abnormalities in the surrounding wild life but I'll need to collect a sample and run some tests.
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It's been three days since I've been lowered in the bathysphere. That's a little strange, isn't it? HQ tells me it'll be fine when they contact by radio so I'm keeping calm. It's just kind of difficult to keep yourself occupied in a metal bubble under the ocean. My skin's getting dry and a little flaky. So far, I've collected one test subject, a marine snail. His testing designation is “Gary” and so far there are no abnormalities.
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Five Days have passed. They tell me it'll only be a bit longer. I can't feel my ears, it's so quiet. I think I saw a squid.
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Eight days. The radio's stopped responding. My skin's flaking. Was I always this yellow looking? I'm so itchy. My hair's falling out.
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Running low on food. I've been sharing with the snail. A crab visits the window sometimes. I'm calling him “Eugene”. I keep scratching my skin but it's still so itchy. I know I've scraped my face a few times but I don't bleed. There are lesions that I didn't notice before.
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I can't stop laughing. I just feel really happy and I don't know why. Everything's fantastic. I don't care if they abandoned me. I have all I need right in this dome. I've got my snail Gary, my crab friend Eugene, and there's even a starfish on the window now! They're wonderful friends.
We'll all live together, in my pineapple under the sea.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:34 pm
insert ziggy boogy doog here
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:36 pm
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