Recent Statuses

4 mos ago
Current November 10th, 2017 4:30 pm CST. You let go and I wasn't ready. I'm still not ready. I miss you.
7 mos ago
Two months and a week. I miss you. This sucks. Is it bad that I pretend that you PCS'd and will be back before long? Then I remember you're gone and won't be back even if I wished it. And I do. Daily.
7 mos ago
Two months, four days. I miss you. Can't listen to Mike and the Mechanics "In The Living Years" anymore. It came on at work yesterday as the last song and I cried.
7 mos ago
Starting the New Year without you sucks...having birthdays without you is going to suck whether they're mine or someone else's.
8 mos ago
One month, two weeks, two days and the first Christmas without you. I miss you.


Ugh...I hate this part. So I'm super into Sailor Moon...which no one else is...and that's okay. I also really love Items, Escaflowne, Vampire Knight, Fushigi Yugi, Ah My Goddess, K Dramas, Chinese and Tiwanise Dramas as well. I torture people by making them read the TV.

Oh this is where I tell you I'm American...and I just lost a few people but oh well. Trust me if I could afford to live overseas I would. So yeah...that's me.

Most Recent Posts

@GarlandDaHero Approved
Alrighty, so just a little update on a few things so everyone knows where we're headed here:

1. Current Time Skip- We're looking at keeping it open just a little longer and will probably start looking at the next skip the latter part of this week so you still have time for one or two more rounds. Groups should be thinking about what their characters did during the time that they were snowed-in. This just may be important later on. Did you get to know your group members at all? We know some had a harder time than others due to absences and commitments, but what we're really looking for is if there was a genuine effort made.

2. Next Skip- Is going to be a Tuesday. Either morning or afternoon. We haven't decided yet. Again, what did your characters do in the "off-camera" time? You're going to want to think about that as your characters head into their posts for the next skip. We feel like a Tuesday is enough time for the snow to subside and progress made in making the roads passable/ power to be restored, etc.

3. Contest Winners- @MissCapnCrunch & @Rodiak will both be getting a major clue through PM as to where the story is headed, but BE WARNED, if you try and meta-game the clue you won in the contest, then there will probably be harsh repercussions for your character(s) as well as anyone else with whom you decide to spill the beans. We will present the information in such a way that your character will be able to use it without breaking the fourth wall. We already have the ending to the story mapped out and much of it is based on the choices various people have made throughout the game. That being said, we can still yank the steering wheel in a different direction if we see fit.

That's all for now. Look at your groups and see who is up to post next, don't just wait out the skip. We have been paying close attention not only to who people have interacted with during the course of the game thus far, but also what places the characters have traveled. Consider this in your posting.

Good luck,

GM Staff

Location: University Library

Interaction: Joel @Pilatus


Siobhan smirks at the groggy tone in Joel's voice. She'd know that voice anywhere. “I need a nice hot beefcake. Rare as possible. If you have the race car driver version, I prefer that one but I'll take mechanic I'm pissed at for working on my car while I wasn't there. Side of sarcasm and innuendo.” She'd let that sink in for a good five seconds. “And on to the real reason I called. I'm in a bit of a jam. I'm stuck at the university due to the weather and cell service is out and not only that but the power as well. Can I please get a lift out of here? Before I become a Vaughn-sicle and you have to hold me to warm me up.”

Siobhan smirked at the phone a moment waiting for a reply. Her camera, a Nikon mirrorless model, hung around her neck like jewelry. Staring out at the falling snow she was more worried about later when it froze or if this weather came with ice. Seriously though Prague never got this cold. Or at least I don't remember it. Maybe I was on tour whenever it did. Or I just never paid attention to it. She gathered up the camera bag and put the Nikon away along with her phone.
Ethan Aster

Location: Various times and locations Thursday

Interaction: Victoria @PrinceAlexus

Ethan watched Victoria walk over and faintly heard her get a room. He raised an eyebrow at that. He walked up behind her and took the key from the receptionist. “Send up champagne, fresh strawberries and a bucket of ice with two champagne flutes to the room in about an hour.”

Ethan leaned down and kissed Victoria passionately and swept her up in his arms in a bridal carry. He quickly took out his phone and breaking off the kiss he lights his path with his phone. Victoria is so light he could easily carry her for hours. They get to the door and he opens it and carries her over the threshold and kicks the door shut. He kisses her passionately again as he strides into the bedroom and tosses Victoria lightly and playfully on the bed.

...Fade to black...

Location: University Library

Interaction: #industrialscience Thomas @Conscripts

Mentions: Joel and Paige @Pilatus

Siobhan rises with assistance. “I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting anybody in the library since classes were cancelled. I was just taking some photos for reference material. Do you work here? Sorry my name is Siobhan.”

Suddenly the lights went out. Siobhan pulled out her phone and noticed she had no signal. She grimaced and turned on her flashlight app on. “Well let's find a phone and I can see if we can get out of here.”

Moving slowly she found the desk at the front of the library and picked up the phone. Grinning she dialed Joel's number since she knew it by heart, same with Paige’s number.
Ethan Aster

Location: Various times and locations Thursday

Interaction: Victoria @PrinceAlexus

Ethan smiled at her cursing as the lights went out. He flat-out grinned at her statement of her interest and that lunch wasn't on the menu. “So glad to know that even in my early thirties I can still be interesting.”

He chuckled. “I wasn't worried about you being a leech. I need someone who is secure about themselves. And you seemed you could be that person.

Speaking of keeping your name out of the media. I pulled a few strings and kept yours and your sister's names out of the papers. On one condition. You and your sister owe someone a favor, not money just a favor. Trust me when I say that this can open doors for you in places you weren't even if aware of. So if you get a call you don't freak-out just breathe and listen. I'll remember to get a nice warm cabin and a romantic candlelight dinner next time.”
He grinned and shrugged as the waiter set things up.

When the waiter left he sat forward and pulled Vika closer spearing his fingers in her hair and just shy of pulling her into his lap. She wanted to tease him he could do the same. He locked eyes with her and whispered in a low growl. “I don't think you can keep up little goddess. I think you'd be begging for mercy before the end of ten minutes.” His lips brushing hers with each word the low growl vibrating through her. “Prove me wrong I dare you.”
Ethan Aster

Location: Various times and locations Thursday

Interaction: Victoria @PrinceAlexus

Ethan smiled at her text shaking his head about her walking. Well a little crazy was fine. He hoped she wasn't far from the place. As he thought this the tiny break in the storm receded. The snow was coming down thicker and was very pretty honestly. He sat down at the fire and stared at the snow as Victoria walked in out of the snow.

He stood and escorted her over to the fire. He leaned down to help her out of her coat. He kissed her back he steadied her with his hands on her hips. He smiled back at her and let her move away and sit down ordering an iced tea. He was driving so drinking was out of the question.

Ethan smiled at Victoria’s comment on how he almost looked like a rockstar. “I do enjoy not being pulled away from a date with a pretty woman. You look fantastic as usual I'm seeing.”

Ethan let her talk. When she was done he took her hands in his own and looked deep into her eyes. “You spoke to me with your eyes. I don't want to waste your time or mine so let me be straight. I'm looking for a woman who can keep up with me and hold her own. If you think you can handle that then awesome but if you can't you need to let me know now.”

Just as he said that the power went out.


Is she a Sol native? If not when did she move here? Is she a student? Does she have a job at a specific pet store? Any particular book or genre? Is she away from that family yet?

Over all I like her Lunar and would love to see you play her. She just needs a few questions answered and to flesh her out a bit more. Take your time don't rush her.

Location: Sol University

Interaction: #industrialscience Thomas @Conscripts

Siobhan had woken up that morning in a foul mood. This is what not enough sleep did to her. The text from Joel was enough to set the fire in her blood roaring back to life that she had just managed to get down to a simmer. It had taken everything she had to keep her head level and not call Joel and take it out on him. Don't know what happened my ass. But Joel wasn't the reason she was ticked off.

Bradley had tried to make sure that they were on for that stupid race and claim in changing the wager. Luckily there had been some cooler heads that had opted for a delay with the weather being what it was. Stupid frat boys. Siobhan decided that she'd appeal to one of the brighter crayons in the box and was here at the university since the guy worked here. Opening the door that said in gold lettering Head of Business Marketing James Harrison.

She wasn't dressed up per say but the black fleece lined leggings under the bright red calf length tartan skirt paired with a white Peter Pan collared long sleeved shirt a black loose bow and chunky black boots that disappeared under the skirt gave the impression. Siobhan had tossed on a black aram tam and as a statement she wore Joel's jacket he had given her.

Sitting behind a desk is a young man with a smile on his face. His light brown hair has a bit of a curl to it and it's is a touch too long so looks tousled carelessly. He is dressed as if he walked out of a Norman Rockwell painting. He rose coming around the desk and gestured to a pair of chairs across from the desk; that upon closer inspection is littered with papers strewn across it. “Good morning Miss Murphy. I trust you found the office easily?”

“Yes quite. Your directions last night were impeccable...Mr...?”

“Ah yes. My mistake introductions must be made. Bernard. Bernard Gatlin.” He looked her over as they shook hands. “Remarkable how you change so effortlessly from one facade to another. Last night your attitude and outward appearance just screamed ‘tough' and it's almost a 180 this morning.” She was amazing with her mass of curling Titan hair looking like she stepped out of a story from Scottish history. Like some avenging angel. He covered his attraction quickly but the absolute chameleon she was stunning.

Siobhan nodded and smiled sitting in the plush leather chair; not missing the tongue and cheek statement nor the appreciative flash in his eyes. “Siobhan, please. I can say the same for you Bernard, but this atmosphere suits you better. So I'm a to the point girl so let's get to it. Small talk is overrated.”

Bernard smiled and nodded pleasantly surprised by her unflinching forthright nature and ability to verbally fence. Unlike most of her sex. Impressive. His mother taught him to comply with a ladies wishes, especially a pretty one; and inclined his head to her sitting in the leather chair adjacent to her. “So not all of us in Bradley’s circle agree with the change in winnings. See we share the winnings and frankly none of us want seconds and Bradley doesn't share his girls. So we can be persuaded to intercede on your behalf if you double the amount.”

Siobhan crossed her ankles and tilted her head. “Meaning you'll postpone the race and talk him out of this harebrained idea. So double the amount or play sacrificial lamb? You really leave me no choice Bernard. Done, 10,000 in cash if he wins.” Siobhan reached out and shook his hand smiling. She checked her watch and saw that it was only just after 9:40 am. “Well then I guess we're done here.”

“Yes I suppose we are Siobhan. Nice doing business with you. Let me know when you're ready. Best of luck, we're actually pulling for you. Bradley needs to be taken down a peg or two.”

“Likewise and thank you Bernard. Have a good day.” Siobhan rose and smiled feeling much better. Bernard rose and walked her to the door. He shook her hand at the door and lingered a bit watching her covertly. He turned back to the desk glaring at it realizing the highlight of his day just walked out the door.

Siobhan texted Joel back knowing he was probably asleep. Must be the evidence that we've needed for years to prove that there is an alien invasion happening. Don't touch anything!!!! We need to contact Bill Moore so he can corroborate the story. Let him chew on that for a while. She'd call him later. No doubt that he'd be working on Karen and she wouldn't mind the view. Besides she wanted to know what he was doing with the offers she had skimmed about his racing career.

She went down to the library and decided that it was providence that made her bring her camera with her. Architecturally the library was one of the best to photograph hands down. It had a blend of old and new. Arriving at the library she smiled at the shelves of books just wandering through to the windows that overlooked the courtyard between the Arts Building and the Sciences Building.

The university was laid out with the library, food court and administrative offices in the center of a wheel. The dorms on the outside and the spokes wings that were alternately open air hallways or closed hallways. All leading to the center. It was a marvelous design and Siobhan pondered how to get a bird's-eye view of it.

Off in artist la la land she squeaked as she practically tripped over something hard. Bracing herself as the object rolled back and solidly hit a table. Unfortunately this left her balanced precariously leaning back her arms on armrests and rocked back on her heels. Siobhan tried to look over her shoulder to no avail since she couldn't really see past her hair because she'd left it down. Looking down it seemed like she'd basically fallen on someone in a wheelchair. “Sorry can I get a little help here? I'm not going to be able to hold this position for long.”
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