That's why I have two Facebooks. FUFUFU. c: <
Yes. Almost everyone in my family has one, lol. My grandmother is pretty young for a grandmother, though.
My grandmother JUST called me into her room and was like "Some sicko tried to add me earlier to fb and I denied his request...Did he hack into my account!? Should I call the police?"
Some things... -- Just a slight warning that if your character is not contributing / important / involved, they are still very much at high risk and will likely be killed off some time shortly after Christmas. -- After discussing it with some of you guys, recaps are basically useless and I don't think very many people care for them so I am no longer going to spend an hour+ writing them. I will still update here with majorly important things and with who is most at risk for being booted. (About 5 of you are at risk of being killed off right now btw). -- Please remember that if you are booted from the role play (not killed off), you are NOT allowed to rejoin at any time without my direct permission and I am very unlikely to let you. This role play will be hopefully be coming to an end September 2013...You may feel a certain way now (unmotivated, lazy, not dedicated, uninspired, insert more feels here) but weeks or months from now it won't matter if your feelings change and you'd like to participate again in the future if you've already lost my trust. ...Chances are, if you are or were ever inspired and excited to RP in 100 Days, the feeling will return. Please don't fuck it up for yourself in the heat of a moment. -- ARK TWO will be starting soon after Christmas...but there are quite a few things you guys need to end before that can happen. I've talked about this in the Skype chat, but everyone needs to be in Coy City and home or close to it / with a friend from Bellhurst before we can start the second ark. Namely Kallisti, Harley, Cherno, Altair, Heidi, Cristina, Tyler, Zoey. -- If you're still at the hotel, you shouldn't be. Trembling Mountains hotsprings is asking everyone to leave (this has been stated in the rp), because of the murders. -- Please remember that the timestamps on Madeline's (and Temperance's) phones were changed to make sense. So a 'they couldn't have killed themselves because the times' argument is not accurately supported. -- Christmas. Only one person requested a formal extension, so I'm assuming you guys are fine. Christmas day is day 3/3, so you are entirely permitted to put your character asleep today and not worry about day 3 ( which is basically closing day). I highly suggest not starting anything dramatic or complicated today, lol. EVERYTHING should be wrapping up. --I don't expect everyone to post like crazy today or tomorrow. I myself don't even feel like posting at all LOL. I just hope you guys wrap it up before your moments of inactivity instead of disappearing for a few days and then trying to catch up. As I've said countless times, IT'S OKAY TO BE BUSY AND HAVE A LIFE...Just please be courteous enough to make sure your character isn't going to HOLD EVERYONE ELSE BACK from progressing because you've disappeared. It's very inconsiderate and pretty bad etiquette. (We all know the feeling of having to wait on people to post, and that behavior generally kills an RP in the end. GUILTY.) I don't even have a problem with you talking to me about having to miss the 48 hour mark...so long as your character isn't involved with anyone or anything, and is somewhere completely out of the way / where they need to be so that those of us still here aren't stuck and inconvenienced. This is also one of two main reasons why I will only extend an RP day if multiple people cannot post. If you are too busy to keep up with the majority pace and need to drop out of the RP, please talk to me! I understand and will not smite you. -- On a less stressful note...I have some surprises for you guys (no they aren't horrifying surprises) when Ark One ends. The main thread will be locked at that point and you'll be able to seeee. ~ So let's finish this, please. No more hold ups. If you guys don't finish soon, I will still be locking the thread after Christmas and whatever you were into mid-way just never happened. (I will specify). Please finish. happy holidays rp homies #peace#yolo#xmasswag
will do the recap later today. i need sleeeeeeep. new day start now. (20 minutes ago) it should be morning. just...wake up.
[/url] Latest Tumblr Update | Wearing | OOC: **** end day post She hadn't really wanted to go, but it was too late to catch the bus, and she liked churches. She knew to keep the fact that she was...well, a witch, to herself for the night. All introductions made had been swift and short, and then she was hurried up into a large room all to herself. Upon meeting eye contact with herself in a large full body mirror, she wondered if anyone had ever been married in this cathedral. She could sense the presence of someone...or something...here, and it was a happy one. Maybe a smiling bride from the past? She bid her respects with a short nod.After she set her things down, she found she much too tired to bother changing clothes. Instead, she simply removed her accessories and slid her wand and Simon's phone under her pillow, crawling up into the bed and basically collapsing onto the top quilt.
[/url] Latest Tumblr Update | Wearing | OOC Before they left for the stadium, she ran up into her room to pack a few more things. She transferred her clothes to a large backpack for her to carry instead, and slid her white wand up her sleeve, strapping it down in a hidden way along her wrist and arm--just in case. She slipped Simon's phone into the backpack as well before telling John she was ready, picking up her umbrella, and exiting the warmth of her home when him. The bus ride was quiet again. She was both anxious and excited and it was eating her up inside. Would they be there? She hoped so. It felt like years since she had last seen her family. She missed them and...Well, Christmas was coming up. Eleanora wanted to be with them. Maybe another spell would work...But the words wouldn't come. Only anxiety. So she leaned forward and rested her forehead against the back of the seat in front of her. A squeak and a short hiss alerted her that they were there. The air was cold and the skies were gray. Would it be snowing soon? She hoped so. She missed the snow.There were so many people! So many different colors and feelings swirling around the air...Why were most of them so sad? How bad had the flood really been for other people? She found herself straying from John's side, gazing out into the sea of people. It smelled strangely down here. The smell of hot chocolate and coffees clashed with that of stale bread, various soups and the inevitably strong scent of human. Dirty faces...Sad faces...Angry faces...tired faces...cheerful faces...worried faces...sleeping faces...but none that she recognized. She even ran up towards the bleachers to get a better view, but no luck. She felt defeated. They weren't here. Her shoes squeaked as she carefully descended down the bleachers again and trudged back towards John, not quite ready to be alone yet. xxxxxxxxx❝Thank you for taking me here...But I don't see anyone that I know...I'm sorry.❞She really was.
[/url] Latest Tumblr Update | Wearing | OOC xxxxxxxxx❝...Do you clean it all by yourself? ❞Glowing. She was glowing with pride. Her eyes welled up with happy tears, but they never fell. It took someone truly magical to notice all of the work that had been put into keeping the house neat and tidy. No matter how long any one was gone, she always made sure to keep everything clean and put together. She loved cleaning. She loved organized spaces with lots of room to fill up with energy. xxxxxxxxx❝Thank you so much...Ye-yes, I do. I clean it by myself.❞With a boost of confidence, she quickly finished the pasta and smothered the tender noodles with pasta sauce. She made two bowls and poured some drinks before bringing the dinner back to the living room, using one of her mother's breakfast trays. She sat on the couch beside John and waiting politely for him to start eating before she would dig it. xxxxxxxxx❝Not to be rude...But...Why do you want me to go to the stadium? Do you really think my family may be there?❞
[/url] Latest Tumblr Update | Wearing | OOC xxxxxxxxx❝If your mom and dad are looking for you, your best bet is to head to the stadium. At least get out of this wet house. You should come. ❞ John's voice was sincere, but she didn't understand. Her arm relaxed and she lowered the spoon, completely forgetting about her pasta for a moment. What was he talking about? Her house was dry, for the most part. The flood had ended quite a bit ago, and luckily her house was one of the least damaged on the block. It wouldn't hurt her to stay here. She had food, and warmth, and comfort...Why would she go to a cold, unfamiliar stadium? She felt a bit uncomfortable and looked down at her sock covered toes, attempting to distract herself. John still showed no sign of malicious or negative intent--but perhaps her reading of him was off slightly...Or maybe he was just confused. Maybe he thought that this small amount of water would be enough to get her down...Or that she wasn't capable of being alone. It was really kind of him to look out for her, really, so she smiled and lifted her head. She would just have to prove it to him!xxxxxxxxx❝No, no, I'm fine here, really...Would you like to come in? Just for a bit!❞He was stranger, but until his energy changed, she felt she could trust him. With that, she stepped back further into the house, allowing him inside and locking the door behind them. She led him into the living room and pointed towards her couch. xxxxxxxxx❝Are you hungry...? I'm making pas...PASTA! Oh my goodness...❞Eleanora turned quickly, leaving John dumbfounded in her living room, and darting back into the kitchen. The silver pot of water had boiled over and the red hot eye of her old-fashioned stove hissed in protest. She quickly lowered the heat and began to stir her noodles into the calming liquid, sighing in relief. It would have been a pain to have to boil some more water if all of it had evaporated...xxxxxxxxx❝It's almost finished, I'll making you a bowl, i-if you want...❞That last part was soft...timid, even. She was cooking for this stranger...She wondered briefly how old John was.
Tale that was really sweet. <3 u go hot u go
*sways* this song reminds me of someone close. i'm glad you decided to sing it, darkhorse.
not exactly sure what this song is trying to say about Santa but cookiie you are +10000000 kawaii forever
good job mish even though that song is kind of disturbing cannot lie. bushy you have a great vibrato ~
sorry i missed so much. great job so far Anixe. I really love your voice.
[/url] Latest Tumblr Update | Wearing | OOC xxxxxxxxx❝Mama! Papa! Simon...!❞ She waited for a response from the center of the living room, her small voice bouncing off of the vanilla white walls. ❝...I'm home.❞It did not seem like anyone else was. This was not unusual, however. No, it was not unusual for people to disappear. They were busy. Besides, she liked being alone, for the most part, as it allowed her uninterrupted time to practice her magick. ...It's just that alone felt more alone than usual, now that her precious companion was gone. No. There is no such thing as 'gone'. With a few more minutes spent not exactly knowing what to do, she remembered her first goal. She needed something to eat, yes! And so off she ran across the shiny hardwood floors and straight into the kitchen. She was craving some pasta, so she got started with boiling the water and pulling out a box of penne, a jar of sauce and some pre-shredded mozzarella cheese. Her mouth watered in anticipation of the meal to come, and that's when she heard a melodic knocking upon her door. Simon?Still clasping onto the wooden spoon she was planning on using to stir her concoction, she bolting off with as high of energy as ever towards the front door, nearly falling on the way. xxxxxxxxx❝Coming! Coming--aaack, I'M COMING!❞When she opened it, she was met face to face with John and sulked a bit...Then she perked up, because someone was visiting her! ...Then she stepped back in suspicion because it was awfully weird if he had followed her. Conflicted, she simply stared at him, trying to gauge his intentions.
if all khvc participants asked for a new microphone for christmas then i will bring the chorus back--*shot*
Believe / Fearless The Christmas Song / Tummer What's This? / Forsaken Winter / Janson Christmas Lights / Amethyst Walking in a Winter Wonderland / Moshi Merry Christmas Everyone / Midnight The Twelve Pains of Christmas / Anixe Santa Baby / Mish I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas / Bushy Santa U Are the One / Cookiie The Christmas Song / darkhorseD Grown Up Christmas List / Tale_Wind Last Christmas (weird version) / HoT final list. i may not be around for karaoke night...but maybe that's for the best. if i'm not here then have fun and be nice. forsaken has offered to put up the thread.
[/url] Latest Tumblr Update | Wearing | OOC She was positively giddy. She couldn't stop smiling and bouncing slightly with excitement. The young witch had encountered many strange spirits, demons, witches and other supernatural beings before, but none have accepted the truth so readily. ...Though, that could be because Simon would always pull her away from anyone she got into deep conversation with. She was embarrassing him, probably. Her shoulders relaxed against the hard seat of the bus, and she smiled genuinely. xxxxxxxxx❝Heteromi...heter...❞ She took a moment to remember how to pronounce the word before giving up. ❝...Your eyes, their color...It's extremely rare to find an average human with such a distinct feature. Tr-try not to misunderstand, though...We witches...Well, those of us who are special are not here to make mortals feel bad. We're here to help...guide, if you will...to vanquish the wicked and negative energy and to bring light and love into the world! We must appreciate and bask in the gifts and magic surrounding us. No one is better than the other, I don't think. We all have our roles. Ayasirrula air rfasaier--everyone is special.❞She hadn't noticed how loudly her voice had become somewhere midway through her speech, but the glances from in front of her reminded her to tone it down. She nodded at John with determination in her eyes, eager to make an impact, before she settled back down in her seat and swung her ankles just above the sticky floor. They reached the station quite a while later, and she was woken up from a peaceful slumber by the shuffling of those around her. Switching shoulders from before, she swung the bag back over her shoulder and picked up her umbrella. John was getting up himself, so she let him step into the aisle first and followed after. Coincidentally, it seemed they were to catch the same bus to get to their home's and did so promptly. The ride home was much quieter than the one back from Trembling Mountain, but it was a comfortable silence. It would take some time for John to accept his powers, but she was happy that she was able to meet him and help light one of his spiritual paths.Her fingers pulled down on the cord a few moments later, alerting the bus driver to stop at the next stop. When he did, she stood up, bid John a gentle farewell, and exited the bus with her things. Her heart was pounding in anticipation. Simon. Would he be angry? Relieved? Was he even home yet? What would she say to him? She missed him...she was worried, but... He had left her for a reason. If he wasn't home yet, she hoped he had at least wrote her somewhere. She would have to check her email later. So long as he had contacted her, she would leave him alone. He needed time away, after all. Her energetic aura probably drained his.Yes, that's it.A short walk, about eight minutes from the bus stop, and she was back at the familiar pale green house she loved so much. Things were still a bit soggy from the flooding, but they were making it through. Her and Simon had fixed up a lot of it themselves, not relying much on the community or government to help repair the damages. Coy City was nice, but sometimes a bit slow. Her key dug into the top lock, twisting, and then mimicked the same motion with the bottom, pushing the door open. Warmth hit her face and she sighed softly. Such a beautiful energy. It reminded her of her parents. It reminded her of her childhood. She took off her shoes and closed the door behind her, setting the duffle bag down for now. Her first priority was food!
[/url] Latest Tumblr Update | Wearing | OOC The seats were a bit too close for comfort, so she found herself squished up and turned slightly towards the window as John sat down. She placed her bag on the floor and pursed her lips together in thought. How, exactly, did one go about telling another that they had magical abilities? If he already knew, she would look like a fool...but she was only trying to help. Coming to terms with an awakening power could be difficult. She knew from experience, of course. She still wasn't completely comfortable with her own magic. ...She cleared her throat as the bus took off. xxxxxxxxx❝What's your name? You may call me Eleanora, or Ellie, or Nora...Or Lady Eleanora...But never Eleanor. ...I...Have something important to tell you, and it may come as a bit of a shock...It's perfectly fine if you feel yourself needing to close your eyes to recover from any lightheaded-ness or anxiety. Those things are normal, I think. I felt them, too...❞ She took a deep breath, trying her best to take in only the more pure and encouraging of the energies around them as she turned to face him. Her wide, blue eyes locked onto his narrowed--but mystical ones. xxxxxxxxx❝Your eyes...They--they indicate that you may possess some m-magical, um, abilities. That you may, in fact, be a...witch, as well. Like me! Have you ever...Have you ever thought about it?❞
