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*At shinnen*
I VOLUNTEEEEER
I haven't I just wont to make sure when I post its something that will be easy to work with a player or two. But I don't wont to force a character to be somewhere or misinterpret what they are doing.
As Vi walked off La Rosa's found herself with the now glowing red lad. A lovely shade on the tips of his ears made it all to obvious of the fun that is to be had. In a moment plans began forming, after all it is criminal not to toy with such innocent little white rabbits! As he began to move about she tightened her grip pulling him against her, he was trapped in the roses vine.
"Farmboy, if you wish to woo that one you must know cock as well. Perhaps we could study all types of cocks, the small ones or the big ones that are different colors. Clearly it is something she centers her life around, but as a chickdy how could she not. Now if you wish for Rosa you must" The Preacher cut her off, with his own friendly jabs. To which she reacted by pressing her cheek against the blushing boys, hoping that this would further fluster the fledgling farmer. "I see so now you are officially Rosa's With Padre's blessing we can consummate yes? But wait you had promised yourself to your little chickdy, I guess I can share, plenty of room for another hen" She chuckles at her poor pun. "Padre, what brings you here so late?" In her enjoyment she seemed to have forgotten only she had been up all night.
G arrived at the general store, Toting his sack of iron works that had been ordered. The sound of a strange instrument was enough to raise the interests of Zeke, who in his curiosity bounded up too the "musician" in question, and by bounded up too, I mean leaped on top of. G did nothing to stop the dog as honestly the sounds of the instrument where not exactly the right atmosphere for a general store in the sticks. Maybe on an island in the tropics, but hey hes not gunna tell a man how to run his store.
"Yo Pete, got your order. Ah shoot sorry I tracked in soot again."
As if it would make amends the man kicked off his boots leaving even more grey ash about in the entry way. He then proceeded to throw the bag of (Heavy) Iron works at the backside of the shop...An though it landed where he intended the crash of glass made G wince. "....You can take that out of the tab." He laughed hardily as his dog proceeded to lick Pearls face as if it was his favorite flavor.
I apologize for the hold up, I wanted to let everyone know I will be posting tomorrow.
La Rosa was up a tad early....
Rather it seemed that she was up a tad late. A large yawn escaped her to confirm her exhaustion to the birds that had been flying overhead. What had her walking about in such a state? Well lets role back just a little bit further to the night before!

The town used her as a lumberjack but La Rosa,( yes La Rosa, her first name is far to plain.) Is an artist at heart and inspiration can hit her at the drop of a tree. That smell of a freshly downed tree and the pooling sap. Air freshener to most but to La Rosa its a freshly opened can of paint! Despite her job being to simply to down the oversized tree but it turned into a therapeutic evening! A love ballad rang out over night, her melodious chainsaw in harmony with her beautiful voice. As if magic the downed tree became a set of chairs along with a small statue of the birth of Venus. The strange thing is rather than sell it she left it along the trail, with a singular phrase "Beauty is Free".

Fast forward to the present

La Rosa hears the pair and ducks to the side for a while, hoping to hear something in the terms of young love as. They looked right for it after all, but alas their progression seems to have halted add idle banter. Their conversation was so stagnant it brought out another yawn this time with a forced volume to ensure the pair heard her. Just to grantee that she had their attention she called out and closed the distance. She still smelled of the freshly spilt sap, but that in her mind made for the best perfume.

"Hola! Little ones, Its nice to see you both! Are you enjoying the company of the cocks this morning? Are you going for the dinner to elope." The woman smiles coyly before sticking out her tongue and correcting herself, "IT is morning yes! Breakfast! We should have some together yes? With Eggs! Oh yes and the coffee! I love coffee!" Before the pair could get a word in she was upon them! Both her hands on the shoulders of the newcomer. "What is this? I just noticed who is this? I know little chickdy but who is farmboy? He is most cute! You should marry him quick I think!"

La Rosa's playful grin had more than doubled in size, it threatened to overtake her face.
My post was delayed, is there any person desires immediate interaction, I will have my character contact them.
The glow of a forge beat the sun to producing illuminating light in the area around "Gustom made!" the local blacksmith's shop. The building itself looked a little out of place in the rather rural area of "Nowhere" but its clear that it was designed around safety and building codes...Despite its obvious soundproofing the slam of a hammer rang out over and over but the spacing made it clear this was methodical work and not some mad man smashing metal.

Within it was G obviously he was working but for how long? His face was drenched in sweat and his hands blackened from the forge, but was it really fresh or more a permanent charring from a man who worked with flame? G himself simply says its his connection to the irons of earth. Again the hammer fell down on the white hot metal, what was he crafting? In the days of old many would think it was sword simply from its thin frame, but, Its was a pick! The metal screamed as he dipped it in water, only for him to place it right back in the forge. His dog didn't so much as twitch from its sleep, numb from this routine, or deaf. The dog, a Doberman matched its master in its massive physique and scarring.

After another 30 minutes the man smiled satisfied from his handy work, he let the metal rest atop a special table prepared for cooling. "No better way shake your dream than to make them a reality!" G looked about his 'in progress' room several pieces awaited a simple addition or two, like handles or a layer of protective finish....OR DELIVERY.....That damn no good nephew. Probably still asleep, little princess better be here on time...."No" G smiled, he knew better, he would just dock the pay. He snagged up the finished pots,pans, and shovels and began carrying his works to the local shop. More than an hours walk. As he walked out the door the dog sprung to life and followed his master. "At least I can count on you Zeke." The dog replied with a bark and used his back leg to shut the door behind the pair.
Alright I guess I shall post first tomorrow.
Name: Cassandra "La Rosa" Red

Gender: Female

Age:27

Appearance: Look red

Birthday: winter 12

Role: Lumber jack

Personality: Confident, fabulous, magnificent, glamorous, giving charitable and oh so humble...*she puts down the pen*

Likes: Dancing, partying (all aspects), Almost all aspects of expression. Oh and making people blush.

Dislikes: Depends on her mood, but she hates following the rules. Crunchy tacos. Water. Tofu.

History: She worked as a Lawyer for quite some time, Mostly civil suits that where rather childish in nature. Though profitable it was frivolous work that brought her no happiness. After amassing a small fortune she abruptly quit,(Mid case to add flare and ensure she was barred.) and traveled the world in search of happiness. The concept was simple what makes one happy? But being happy was harder than she thought.
It wasn't till her lowest point she took up a chainsaw and cut clean through her mahogany desk, she found herself cutting and shaping till she had a small brown bear crafted from the pieces. With that her new happiness was obtained. She has been in town less than month and already she has set up a shop as a lumberjack, and runs a night music longue at night. All the furniture in including the piano was crafted by her, each piece reflecting a little bit of her journey (The out house is a courtroom motif)
So who wants to interact while we wait?
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