First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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Okowa, the sister of sushi! I got my chicken, my fish, my mushrooms - I'm gonna drown it all in soy sauce-
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1 yr ago
Maybe I'll play Cyberpunk 2077 some more. My brother maxed out my character a year and a half ago. Haven't seen him since. Miss him.
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Mica, my pet snail, passed away today. :(
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
Cosette smiled up at her sister, swinging her hands at her sides. "Yes! We're gonna find mummies!"
She was excited to be with her sister. Her brother, too. Everyone was here. She was so excited she could hardly contain herself, and she was practically jumping on her feet as her mother spoke to her.
"Now, remember, Cosy. You mustn't touch anything with the special chalk lines on the ground, tape, or rope."
Cosette's smile grew, and she pressed her face into her mother's arm briefly. Her mother smelled like sunlight...
"Yes, momma, I promise." She mumbled into her shoulder before pulling back with a wild grin.
Cosette watched as her father dropped gold coins in the nice bus driver's hand. Her lips pursed in a pout. Would her father let her play with them if she asked? He might. And they looked so fascinating. More fascinating than her Hello Kitty flashlight.
But she stopped herself. Little Cosette could see the focus in her father's eyes. She didn't want to bother him.
Instead, maybe she would ask a question. One that would prove to her father she could be an archeologist one day, just like her older brother.
As the de Villiers crossed the expansive flat sand, the pyramid loomed as a silhouette against the starry night sky. The wind was warm, and gentle. The atmosphere was hushed, yet charged with anticipation, peaked by a single question, launched into the unknown.
"Are we going treasure-hunting, dad?"
As they walked, they found none other than Ramses waiting for them at the entrance of the pyramid. And, going over the notes from the top secret file the Louvre had given Thierry, he would know that the Void within was a 10-minute walk into the pyramid via the Robber's Tunnel, through a straight crevice, then up a steep incline called the Ascending Passage. The family would notice ropes sectioning off the Descending Passage, as the Subterranean Chamber was not fit for visitors. Climbing up the ribbed staircase would lead into the Grand Gallery, where granite stone was perfectly lined up in ascending columns on either side in a narrow triangle 15 feet high. This was where they would begin their excavation into the ceiling, and reach the Void. Or, they could excavate from the King's Chamber in a more horizontal fashion.
What they would uncover in the Void, though, was anyone's guess. There were theories, yes, of untouched gold and the untold chambers of the pharaoh's eldest son. The loot of a lifetime, and history that would shed light into the internal society of ancient Egypt.
However, there were darker theories that had made Egypt quite the looker in global news recently. Strange, unnatural energy signals were recorded from the Void. An undiscovered ancient technology, perhaps. A super weapon?
The theories were endless, which was why the best of the best were sent under the cover of night to put the theories to rest.
The grin that spread across Alizée's face was sharp, fervent, and cold.
Target acquired.
"Now, how do we take her?"
"Let's be civil with this first. We just want to book her, remember?" she thought.
"I. WANT. Her," Void's metallic and dark voice hissed in her mind, biting out each word. "Just hurry up. That lady beside you sent out another text and can't stop checking it. Can't stop eyeing you."
Alizée's eyes darted over to the muscular woman, who was indeed staring at her as the bartender placed Alizée's drink order down. “Hell yeah, sister, chug that shit!”
She smirked, taking the hundred and slipping it back into her wallet, which was then nestled in her purse. The bartender really was a son of a- ...well. The burning thirst tearing up Alizée's throat made her slightly more forgiving. The bartender was likely just trying to keep her girls safe. Safe from the haunts of the night. Safe from folks who would do the girls harm. Folks like... her.
As she withdrew her hand, she held the top of the opened beer bottle, sliding it over to the red-headed woman. She gave a small, innocent smile. "Here. My treat."
There was a sleight of hand at play as Alizée withdrew, moving to nurse her own drinks. A small white tablet had been dropped in the woman's beer. A sedative. Mild, of course. But enough to make her feel more than just tipsy. Alizée had picked up a few tricks on her own in her years of night-stalking. This was a fun ploy to use when she was in a public setting and wanted to get a target to feel exhausted. Feel numb in the bones. Due to the lady's muscle size, she wasn't sure how effective the sedative would be. But the redhead set off a lot of red flags for both her and Void, so a sedative, clearly, was the next logical step.
Making herself a little comfier, Alizée curled a strand of platinum hair out of her eyes as she took a seat at the bar, spinning to face the stage.
"So, what's your plan?"
"Depends on what this lying bartender says."
She enjoyed the lights, show, and music of the DJ welcoming Violet and her friend, before tossing back the first gin and tonic.
"Is drinking a good idea right about now?"
"Gotta look like I either don't know what's going on, or don't care."
She made a face, setting the empty glass on the counter with a confident thump. She was tossing it back, just as the muscular woman said to. It was strong! The bartender made a good drink. Allowing herself a moment to recover, she moved to face the bar halfway, resting her elbow on the glossed counter before tossing back the second drink.
The effects on her empty stomach were almost instant, and she used her elbow to keep herself sitting a bit straighter. The world had a nice swinging-ship feel to it.
"You're an idiot."
"Yet you're still here."
She took a pause. If the Coven saw her right now... The thought made her chuckle. That was, until she thought of Kali and his damn badge. It had been a while since something spooked her that bad. But... Eh, she could take him. Him and his whole damn army, badge or no badge.
"Now the drinks are talking."
"Shut up."
Alizée glanced sideways up at the bartender. "So, now that Violet is here, how does one go about getting a private dance? I want Violet all to myself, you see."
She ran her finger around the rim of her now empty glasses before glancing back up, a dark look in her eyes.
"You can tell me, or I can drag her off the stage myself. Your choice." She smiled, not bothering to conceal her threat.
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[i][color=bd4abd][b]”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?”[/b][/color] He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
[b][color=bd4abd]”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”[/color][/b]
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
[color=bd4abd][b]“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”[/b][/color]
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
[color=bd4abd][b]”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”[/b][/color][/i]
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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194413-nocturnal-memoirs-an-urban-fantasy-mafia-epic/ic][b]Nocturnal Memoirs[/b][/url] (2024)
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[i]"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. [b]"Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."[/b]
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
[b]"You'll have to duel me for them."[/b][/i]
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[Url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/191189-iris-ascendis/ic][b]Iris Ascendis Roleplay[/b][/url] (2023) | [url=https://www.tiktok.com/@the.valencia.king/video/7300030820545531141?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7246981308223161862][b]TikTok Tribute[/b][/url]
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We have a RPer Appreciation thread?
[url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/85654-rper-appreciation-thread/ooc?page=8#bottom][b]This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it.[/b][/url] (2016)
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5533862][b]Another kind comment.[/b][/url] (2024)
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5546326][b]This is what makes it worth it.[/b][/url] (2024)
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5565747][b]I'm grateful for the ride.[/b][/url] (2024)
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/4YdTjtv.png" /><hr class="bb-hr"><font color="gray">°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°</font><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/rezCIh2m1aE?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br><br><img src="https://i.imgur.com/Q0s7sCV.png" /><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br><span class="bb-i"><font color="#bd4abd"><span class="bb-b">”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?”</span></font> He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.<br><br>The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.<br><br>They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter. <br><br>Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.<br><br><span class="bb-b"><font color="#bd4abd">”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”</font></span><br><br>He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.<br><br><font color="#bd4abd"><span class="bb-b">“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”</span></font><br><br>The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.<br><br><font color="#bd4abd"><span class="bb-b">”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”</span></font></span><br><br>~*~<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194413-nocturnal-memoirs-an-urban-fantasy-mafia-epic/ic"><span class="bb-b">Nocturnal Memoirs</span></a> (2024)<br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br><span class="bb-i">"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.<br><br>"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.<br><br>Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."<br><br>"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."<br><br>She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. <span class="bb-b">"Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."</span><br><br>She stood from her seat, rising to her full height. <br><br><span class="bb-b">"You'll have to duel me for them."</span></span><br><br>~*~<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/191189-iris-ascendis/ic"><span class="bb-b">Iris Ascendis Roleplay</span></a> (2023) | <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.tiktok.com/@the.valencia.king/video/7300030820545531141?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7246981308223161862"><span class="bb-b">TikTok Tribute</span></a><br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br>We have a RPer Appreciation thread?<br><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/85654-rper-appreciation-thread/ooc?page=8#bottom"><span class="bb-b">This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it.</span></a> (2016)<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5533862"><span class="bb-b">Another kind comment.</span></a> (2024)<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5546326"><span class="bb-b">This is what makes it worth it.</span></a> (2024)<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5565747"><span class="bb-b">I'm grateful for the ride.</span></a> (2024)<br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/D21yHAF.png" /><br><br><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"><th class="bb-th"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/uJwaWQN.jpeg" /></th><th class="bb-th"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/7NOolR8.jpeg" /></th><th class="bb-th"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/RaTjqkM.jpeg" /></th></tr></thead></table></div></div><br><br></div>