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5 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

If this is still accepting I believe it is time to have Lupe (and possibly the rest of Perfect Posse) return to Sol City. I just require a recap of key events since chapter one.


Here's what you missed on Sol...intro music for Glee the following said super fast and without breathing

Milo and Paige are following a trail of breadcrumbs on a mission to save the world as we know it and things are starting to heat up a but between them. Joel and Siobhan are working on fixing up her car. Victoria and Marinalia discuss old flames and twirl in front of mirrors. Marcus ponders his career as a musician.

Victoria and Marinalia have moved uptown, much like Fancy finally did. But they showed that they're still Gretchen Wilson fans with the brawl that started in the Goth/Metal Club Aether. Many people were arrested and thrown in the slammer; no American History X was not reenacted at any point, save for a bunch of gorillas in security shirts joined the brawl. A few of the new people ran out before it got really hairy but most enjoyed the piece and quite of lock up. Joel and Siobhan reenacted the escape from Hoth as Han and Leia, respectfully. Xia helps a very drunk Aoki home and learns she has kitties.

Sully the club owner was interrupted by a famous band that relocated back to their home town of Sol, while trying to seduce his employee of the month Dustynn. Alex and Kari hit it off but Alex was arrested and put through a traumatic experience of gender classification at the end of the bar fight scene.

Thomas, our resident computer guy has the same unfortunate stigma that plagues Artie on Glee but is rising to another level of baby drama llama as he dropped the bomb of a one sided conversation about something super serious. Ashton was used as a pinata in the scuffle involving the sisters but kudos never breathed a word out of place.

Introduced Ash a fun loving funny artist and Capella the blind student with the not so trained yet seeing eye pup Toasty.

Toss in a blizzard and people separated by weather and voila....that's what you missed on Sol...
@Almalthia

How about #IndustrialScience?

as in art industry (Sio) and movie industry (Kari)


I like this one. @Conscripts@Rodiak
Ethan Aster

Location: Various times and locations Thursday

Interaction: Victoria @PrinceAlexus


Ethan smiled at the message that Victoria sent him. He replied back with a simple statement. Of course we're still on. The traffic is a little slow because of the weather but I'm almost there.

Focused on the road he turned off and wondered if he should just go pick her up. The snow was coming down thicker but still melting in spots. About five minutes later Ethan pulled in and parked. Snagging his phone out of his coat pocket he texted Victoria again. Shall I come get you? Or is the goddess of madness afraid of the snow?
This post will be the official tracker.

So far we have:

Group 1:
Thomas @Conscripts
Karishma @Rodiak
Siobhan @Almalthia

Group 2:
#TeaRumBake
Marlin @PrinceAlexus
Alex @Alex_The_Great
Xia @King Tai

Group 3:
#Darklust
Vika @PrinceAlexus
Ethan @Almalthia

Group 4:
#BlizzardofOz
Reya @Majoras End
Marcus @Zaxter996
Sully @CaptainSully

Group 5:
#PuddledAshes
Ashton @Silver Fox
Ash @LostBrotherGrimm
Capella @Tenma Tendo

Group 6:
#betterlatethanpregnant
Paige @Pilatus
Dustynn @MissCapnCrunch
Aoki @Rodiak

Transport Group
#4x4Play
Joel @Pilatus
Milo @RoccanIronclad

Just need Group 1


#notsogoodwiththenames
Siobhan

Location: Corona Park

Interaction: Capella @Tenma Tendo; Ash @LostBrotherGrimm & Milo @RoccanIronclad

Siobhan didn't want to stick around. Bradley was stalking her now. That was too much like five years ago and it gave her the heeby geebies. She was quiet in the Uber after telling the driver where to go and letting Ash get in. She wanted to be around people she knew. No offense intended to present company. She'd normally love to get to know new people and they seemed like good people. But she was shaken up. She realized this after the Uber pulled up to the restaurant. As the driver said what the fair was she rounded it up for a tip and her third at least. Handing him the money she got out of the car. Helping Capella out of the car Siobhan smiles absentmindedly at Ash. “I'll have to rain check you gentlemen. Something came up. I'll leave you my card and we'll do lunch another time.” Siobhan handed out two business cards to Ash with her email address on them. The cards were black matte with silver embossed lettering with her name and email on one side and occupation and quote on the other. Siobhan Murphy Portrait, Digital and Sculpture Art. “No dream is small.”

“Make sure to take care of Capella. I don't know braille but I'm sure someone can let him know what's on the card.” She shook Ash’s hand and patted Capella on the shoulder. Waving she left them at the restaurant. Walking around the corner she called up Milo. Wanting someone to at least talk to that she knew. As the phone rang she leaned on the side of the building. When Milo answered she identified herself without preamble. “Hey Milo. It's Vaughn. Thought I saw you earlier at the park. Wanna have lunch? If you're busy I understand. I...don't think Paige is out of the gym yet. I don't know. I called you first.”

She winced. At the on edge tone in her voice plus she was rambling. She never did that. If it had been Paige on the other end the next words would have been “What's wrong?”. Hopefully Milo didn't pick up on that but he might. He was pretty insightful. Milo was good people and she knew him. Knew he was safe. She shook her head at the paranoid thoughts racing through her head a million miles an hour. Must be all those talk shows from Joel's garage rubbing off. Dear god he'd have picked up on it the second I started talking. Then I'd have to explain and freak him out, possibly. Or piss him off. I am so not doing that. Besides calling him would seem needy. I don't live in his pocket and don't want to, though the view would be nice. I need to deal with this on my own. I'm open to suggestions but it's my mess and I have to clean it up. I'll ask if I need help.
Siobhan

Location: Corona Park

Interaction: Capella @Tenma Tendo; Ash @LostBrotherGrimm

Siobhan was caught off guard by Capella’s invitation but smiled brightly. “I'd love to but I wouldn't want you to pay for me. I can pay my own way. You can call me Vaughn.” She shook Ash’s hand firmly and flashing him a grin. He was sweet and very easy to get along with.

Then she looked back at Capella. “Toasty is a very appropriate name for your toy poodle. He's the color of well toast. My mother has standards; a red, a black and a white. She named them Gimli, Fili and Kili, respectfully. They like to take them hunting. We should probably move toward the street so that we can get picked up. Ash is a fine name. Is it short for anything?”

Siobhan realized that Capella was blind and put his hand on her arm as she started the conversation heading to the street. “Capella I noticed your last name sounds Chinese, is it? If you know the language I'd love to brush up on it.”

Siobhan’s phone buzzed in her pocket. She fished it out and stared at the unknown number. Who is this? It's a local number. Who did I give my number to? She patted Capella’s hand and stepped away murmuring excuses.

Siobhan picked up the phone. “Hello?”

“Well, well, well someone does know how to pick up a phone. You've missed the last two races hot stuff. How am I supposed to show you my moves if you're not there. I'm disappointed.”

“Well you can just stay disappointed, Bradley. I have a name stop calling me pet names. I am not your girlfriend.”

“Not yet. You'll come around. Don't go giving what is mine to that mechanic or the blonde with you now, kitten. I'd probably snap if I found out that I had to share you. No telling what would happen to them.”

“Before or after you think to lay hands on me?”

“Watch your pretty mouth kitten. I don't beat women. I'd leave you so satisfied that you wouldn't know your name. Then I'd take care of whoever it was. If you're not at Club 501 on Wednesday night I'll take it as a challenge. You don't want that kitten.”

“I don't have a car. Can't this wait?”

“No. If you don't have a car you forfeit. But I don't want the money anymore kitten. I'll settle for you.”

“Wait a minute that wasn't the deal.”

“You don't care about the money. And seeing you fall asleep in the grass all sweet and innocent...Huge turn on and I know you need a keeper. Besides my mom saw you in the paper the other week and said what a fine young woman you were. She suggested I get to know you. I intend to know you. Very well. Besides I'm, what did you call me? Oh yes a mama's boy. Wednesday Club 501. Remember I'm watching.”

There was a click on the end of the line. This was getting out of hand. She thought she was seeing things the few times she thought she saw his car. Or him in a crowd. Looking around she saw him standing in the exact spot that her easel had been in this morning. He blew a kiss at her and she shuddered. She turned around pasting on a smile and walked back over to Capella and Ash putting Capella’s hand back on her arm as the Uber pulled up to them. She let Toasty and Capella in first.
@TwilightShadow@sorenI was thinking that she's the one that Tonic reaches out to when she needs a new identity. Or Finnlay could know her.
Yo, this looks interesting. Got room for another??


Hey hunny!!! Pretty sure Twi would love to have ya. I know I would!!
Jocelyn Victoria Beatrice Harmon AKA Tonic


Location: Boston

Interaction: Finnlay MacTyre @sly13

May 6th, 2012
I started up my bike as he drove away. Wondering where I would sleep or if I would at his place would be the problem. That was going to keep me up for a little bit. At least till my head hit the pillow at home. It was not much to look at but the grounds were massive. I did not have a neighbor for at least a mile. I paid dearly for that piece of land and it was a sanctuary for me. Thankfully my obsession was locked in the basement and no one but I had the key.

Genetics and I have had an on again off again relationship. In my youth it definitely hated me and was out to kill me, as much as a subject could try to kill an unwitting student. I was almost laughable how easy it was to acquire old technology and even new once you branched into the medical field. My stint as a genetic researcher helped and I stayed unnoticed by the professors and leaders in the field. I was out to get information not cure cancer. As noble a quest that is, that was not why I was there. Buying the equipment I tested my cells over and over to see if there was a way to leech out the poison in my system.

That was what was in a side room in my basement. Lab equipment. It looked like a scientist lived there and the room was not on the blueprints for the house. It looked like an old door to a root cellar but that was just the first door. It was five point biometrically coded to me so that I have to be alive to open the door. Courtesy of black market Stark material. I have connections. I ask they get. In turn I do not ask. I was getting really tired of the cloak and dagger bullshit. I spent most of my life running from people who abused me or the people who absorbed the people who abused me. I was ready to come out of the shadows and live my life.

I pulled up to the house only to see that apparently I was not as careful as I thought I was. Windows were broken in my front door was wide open and I could hear what sounded like fighting inside. I circled around back quietly. If no one had taken the rapier from the back hallway it was still there.

My back door was wide open and I could hear clearly that there was a pitched battle going on upstairs. Great. I moved quickly and quietly down the back hallway reaching for the rapier that...was not there. Well that's just my luck. Fine off come the gloves. It had been a while since I would had to use any of the martial arts that I knew but I practiced daily so I was pretty confident that I could hold my own.

As I shed my gloves and putting them in my jacket pocket which I also divest myself of placing it in the hallway. I hear and loud thud from the front of the house. I hope that's not my antique Louis XIV end table. I will be so pissed if it is.

I creep up to see Lenora being held up by some guy in a mask. She's clawing at his hand, arm anywhere because he's choking her. I wince as he stabs her in the thigh. Yeah that has to hurt I think as she cries out. And just as I ready myself to launch a flying kick at him I see something under Lenora's hand. His arm turns blue and there is an explosion. I manage to dodge most of the flying shrapnel but am missing my jacket as a few pieces come in contact with my arms that I threw over my face in reflex.

I pull the pieces out my healing factor making it almost instant that the wounds are not apparent anymore. Although it does not stop the pain. That freaking hurt. I look back over and watch as he turns and round houses Lenora in the head and she goes down hard. He bends down to grab her and I quickly take off my helmet and viciously aim for his head. The helmet clips him in the side of his head right on the ear.

I am moving from where I was when I threw the helmet within the space of a heartbeat. Something about him seems familiar. I will analyse it later. He shakes it off and looks down the hallway and sees me out the corner of his mask. He turns on me like a viper his left arm apparently robotic and that's what exploded. “And Jocelyn Victoria Beatrice Harmon, the missing Weapon X Project. Mister Sinister would love to see you he's been looking for you. He misses you. Has your picture and everything. Come quietly and I might even spare your friends. Well except her. She failed. She knows the price of failure.”

“Not till Hell freezes over. Then I might consider it. If you know who I am then you know that if I touch you or you touch me, you die. I will not be healing you so I believe I have the upper hand here. Leave and I will not kill you. Stay...and you put your life in my hands. I am done running.”

“I'll take my chances.” He lunges at me and I realise my mistake. He's pretty well covered except for the forehead and scalp.
@TwilightShadow Room for another?


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