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6 yrs ago
Two more days to a year that I'm not supposed to be counting. The little Tom Hanks in my soul is marking days without you. Castaway on an island surrounded by an ocean of tears getting deeper daily.
6 yrs ago
Want a Slice of Life? Sol City is your ticket! Large, friendly group always room for more! roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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6 yrs ago
November 10th, 2017 4:30 pm CST. You let go and I wasn't ready. I'm still not ready. I miss you.
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6 yrs 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.
6 yrs 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.

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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

Siobhan

Location: Apex Designs

Interaction: Joel @Pilatus

Siobhan grinned and followed Joel in. “Well I wasn't sure if you had all the proper cookware for me to use so I grabbed what I needed from my apartment.” She put down the bags and handed him the beer. “That what you're looking for, you lush? Go play with your cars unless you’re wanting to help. Seems too domestic for you though. Unless of course you’re enjoying the view.” She grinned and winked as she started unpacking things and lining them out. Preheating the oven, starting on boiling the stock for the soup, the kitchen was a flurry of activity. Humming Plush by Stone Temple Pilots under her breath she worked with a single mindedness.

About 20 minutes later fresh baked salmon with fresh dill, garlic and butter; ginger rice; miso soup and salad, well spinach mostly...exclusively. Siobhan likes spinach. The ‘salad’ is lightly coated with a homemade sesame ginger vinaigrette. Dessert is whipped cream cheese, not super sweet and just the right consistency, with fresh berries layered in muffin tins.

Snapping out of the trance she was in for cooking. She was alone? Where had Joel gone? Well better go find him than start yelling for him. While screaming his name might entertain him she’d rather not go there. She saw a staircase and thought maybe he went to go unpack and possibly even fell asleep. She’d find him and let him know food was ready. Deciding to go on up she climbed the stairs.
So, @ everyone in the bar/everyone who's going to the bar in the story. Was the general plan for that just "meet a few of the characters" and that's it? Cause I'm struggling a bit with my next oc post. Originally, I was going to have a big time-jump after my prologue for Ava but I'm starting to think if there's going to be a time-jump, it might just be like three days after the prologue or something. That being said, if all of our characters were supposed to meet at the bar I'll just have Ava head that way. I never specified where she was in the prologue but I suppose she could easily be in/near New York so she'd be able to make it to the bar. Or she doesn't have to go there at all. I just don't want her story to be isolated from everyone else's for too long. I was going to have her be in NYC after the three-day time-jump in my post anyway. I just want to make sure it's okay with all of you if I make that kind of jump. I don't want to screw up anything.


You're the boss


@Almalthia


Witchy Sense not Sith. I sir am a Jedi.




So how many people are going to or are in the bar stuff? I may or may not choose to go there as well depending on the circumstances


There's Blade, Draco, and pretty eyes err... Arvin so far. Not counting myself.
Siobhan

Location: Sol City Market

Interaction: Joel @Pilatus

Siobhan runs her hand through her hair and chuckles at the surprise in his voice. “See you then.” She ended the call. Siobhan picked up some fresh dill, garlic, butter and tin foil for the salmon. She grabbed some fresh young ginger, cilantro and some jasmine rice. Then she had a brilliant idea. Miso soup. Quickly she picked up the tofu, wakame seaweed, bonito dashi stock, a spring onion and miso paste. She snagged some fresh baby spinach, sesame oil, sesame seeds and rice vinegar. Chimay blue was next. Having another brilliant idea she grabbed some cream cheese, blackberries, raspberries, strawberries and muffin cups. She got up to the checkout and paid.

Siobhan swung by her place and picked up the needed cookware. He was a single guy better to err on the side of caution that he didn’t have the right cookware. Amazingly she pulled up at Apex Designs just as he was getting out of the Chrysler. “Surprise surprise. Thought you could use a jet lag cure. Wanna give me a hand? I’ll make it worth your while.” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively then broke out laughing. She grabbed the cloth bags she used for groceries. “One of the good things from living alone. You learn to cook quickly. Or you don’t eat.” She grinned and shrugged.
@ChainI'll respond after we get @Sewer Rat to post his response if that is cool with you. It looked like we had at least one more PC that wanted in on the bar scene. ;)
@sly13@Draku69@TwilightShadow@Sewer Rat@Thecrash20@jorcool@Bluetommy@ChainSo just a suggestion but we could totally tag (mention) who we are interacting with...that might be a good idea...Just sayin'
Jocelyn Victoria Beatrice Harmon AKA Tonic


Location: Work, Bar called The Rum House; Westside of the Theater District, East of Hell’s Kitchen


May 5th, 2012, 22:45
I have washed every single glass in this bar swept, mopped, dusted, sanitized and made popcorn. Filled the pretzels, mixed nuts. Everything. Literally everything. You name it I did it. I was working on round two of wiping down the bar and contemplating refacing the liquor alphabetically when the door opened and shut. Steve Perry sang about the holding tight and the way you want it. Then in walked a slight crowd. After the chaos reigned down on NYC I figured that this is a crowd that might start something. Not my kind of scene and I really hate it when I am working. I had the makings of a tense atmosphere and that makes me edgy. Serving drinks and telling people what you see as snacks is what you get. Now I do not mind repeating myself as long as I am speaking to a different person but after the second time I have to tell you that I am not a cook and this is not a diner I am done. After that you’re cut off. Piss me off after that and I will not hesitate to call the cops.

I was about to tell someone that for a third time I was not running a kitchen when trouble walks in. Open carrying swords and everything. My night just got complicated as I saw the looks he was getting as he sauntered across the room and sat down at the corner of the bar. He pulls out ear buds as I am walking over to him to address him. “Double-vodka coke please, and do you do food?”

I decided to be cheeky. At least a little. “I eat. But unfortunately for you gent what you see is what you get.” I slide a bowl of pretzels at him. “If you can find a place that delivers then you can have whatever you want... Excuse me.” I step away and raise my voice. “OI YOU!! YEAH YOU WITH THE CIGARETTE!!! LIGHT UP IN HERE AND YOU WILL HAVE TO SIT ON YOUR FOOD TO EAT IT!!! PATIO IS OUT THAT WAY” I point emphatically to the right with my gloved hand giving the guy the evil eye. He gets up and mutters as he stands up. “WANNA MAKE MY NIGHT WANKER TRY ME!! THE NO SMOKING SIGN IS IN BLOODY ENGLISH AND THAT’S HOW YOU BLOODY WELL ORDERED!!! OUT!!!!!!! PICK PATIO OR FRONT DOOR!! AND IF IT IS THE FRONT DOOR YOU CAN BLOODY WELL TAB OUT NOW!!!!” The guy raised his hands and went out the side door to the patio. I manage to pour a double vodka and coke in the middle of the tirade. I pass it over to the Highlander. “That will be five dollars did you want to start a tab? And you do know that you can’t carry those blades on you in here. Rules and all gent. I’ll put them behind the bar and you can have them back on two conditions. One when you’re leaving and the second. Well let’s just cross that bridge if and when we come to it.” I raise an eyebrow looking at him levelly. I seriously don’t need this after the day I just had. Plus I am the only one on duty and will be till close. Jessie called in at two this afternoon saying there was no way in hell he was coming in.

Just as I thought I was getting somewhere with the Highlander the door opens and in walks another patron and sits a few chairs down from the Highlander. “Got any whiskey?” I nod and grab a decent whiskey and pour a shot.

I nod back at the Highlander. “What you say Highlander? Do I check the swords for you or do I have to call the fuzz?” Then I turn to the other gent. He has pretty eyes. “Well Pretty Eyes that will be three fifty. You starting a tab?”
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