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6 yrs ago
Current Every day I believe that people can't get any dumber then Trump has a press conference
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Women aren't mysterious, men are often dense
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6 yrs ago
"We commit the sins again And our sons and daughters pay"
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6 yrs ago
Good point life but to make a correction----- When Life gives you Lemons... Grab a fat one an squirt it in Life's Eyes
6 yrs ago
They when life gives you lemons... grab one of the fat ones an squirt it in lie's eyes

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Hello curious person, I am Rumiko Goddess of Chaos, Benevolent Dictator; The Bluemoon Dreamer....You know a nut case

Where do I come from? I could be a smartie an say the "Great State of Denial" but lets just agree that I like keeping my RL Life disconnected from my RP Life.

I survived Guildfall and have always loved this place even though I see a lot of good RP time eaten up in Discord drivel

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@Patches



Trish laughed at the worry of not being able to find a seat at the Coffee Shop I don’t think that will be an issue as I own this establishment.

When the first Coffee cafe in Istanbul opened I was thrilled at the first taste so I worked my connections till I could get Coffee here and open the kind of social clubs that were forming at the time around the dark and lovely drink.


Trish was greeted by several of her girls which she employed for their various physical attributes and physical skills which some were gifted with as natural talent and other she’d trained them in with her considerable expertise in the arts of pleasure.

Once seated at a table cute brunette named Cathy came and kissed her mistress briefly on the lips then turned to HK and smiled asking May I ask what would be your pleasure as she looked HK up and down with undisguised interest
@Patches



Trish grinned and giggled Corsets and Bustiers while they might appear the same are actually not. Corsets are devices of torture designed by a man who wanted women to be unrealistically wasp waisted and any support for the breasts inconsequential whereas a Bustier is designed to accent a woman's breasts and deepen her cleavage. Bustiers can narrow the waist if that is the way you like them but but even then then don’t remind you of being crushed by a python; In my opinion such Bustiers are more like the horrible Corsets.

She reached into the cup of her Bustier and lifted her left breast clear of the dress and undergarment then replaced it wiggling slightly to reset the fit

As I said a Bustier cradles your breasts gently if properly fitted to your form




Trish laughed softly then said Bra’s are horrible torture devices that I suggest only to Masochists; I prefer a Bustier properly fitted because it spreads the load much better; a bra always has that single band just beneath the breasts that digs in when you are so endowed.

Of course that is my opinion only but one I believe in strongly


To emphasize her point and expertise Trich lifted and bounced her most notable assets.

A Bustier is like a cradling shelf that supports and spreads the weight but only if the seamstress knows her craft otherwise a poorly made one will rob you of breath.

@Patches

Sounds Like Wishful Thinking

@bmxbrat484
Did someone say Torture?

I'm back after a hella long day at work.
I'll post tonight, feeling exhausted


No Worries
I'm still here

@Patches


Trish had been thinking of having a Coffee when she heard Uh... Heh... Sorry for catching you be surprise. Are you busy? said a excited voice that turned out to belong to HK as she was called a rubanesque Succubus Didn't expect to see a familiar face on my walk, that's all. the normally cloistered woman said as Trish turned to face her.

Trish giggled softly amused by the distraction HK provided Hi HK odd to see you out and about is it a leap year?

She teased the other demoness good naturedly just before giving her a quick hug then added Would you like to join me for a coffee?

I understand if you can’t because you need to get back to your keys and blog but it would be nice to have company


She motioned to a nearby Coffee shop which she herself was the proprietor having developed a affection for the drink almost the day after it was introduced and a coffee shop that followed soon afterwards





Name: Velvet Gertrude Moon
Alias & Nicknames: Bunny
Age: 23
Place of Origin: Mystic Bay Maine



Blood Status: Muggle/Squib
Sexual Orientation: Not really sure because she’s still chaste
Relationships Status: Single



Wand:Moon Dancer is made using supple Birch 10 3/4" Gold 16 gage wire enhancement with a Vella hair core
Education: Hogwarts / Hufflepuff
Speciality: Transfiguration Spells and Artificing
Experience as a Regulator 2 years as a Regulator, before that she was attached to the Department of Muggle Affairs 3 years



Biography: Bunny as her friends call her was born to a very surprised couple in Mystic Bay who if asked would say everything about her was a grand joke of fate and proven her birthday (April 1st) then add to that her mother who was a Squib of the Crane Family and her dad heir to a fishing fleet and a muggle who none would have guessed could produce a magically adept child in the first year of their marriage and two more besides.

Bunny was so named by her dad because of his eldest daughter’s insistence he read her a chapter of Watership at least once a week when he was at sea and she embraced it without shame. She is described as a daddy’s girl and the daughter such men dream of because she’s never given her parents a bit of worry till two years ago while working in Muggle Affairs she was asked to help a group of Regulators who’d encountered a powerful artifact that one of their targets was using to keep them at bay and broke which unfortunately sent it into overload. Bunny was working in the duty of muggle crowd control (making sure there was no crowd) when her supervisor called her over to make use of her odd skill with magical devices.

She approached the object and said she couldn’t stop it from falling apart and detonating; few people heard her add that she could alter its effect as they were shouting out orders for an evacuation of the local population of muggles which was guessed at 20,000. Because no one heard her no one was able to tell her not to try which she did. She was delighted to see the elemental bonds were failing and drained off a portion to make an area encompassing simple illusion of an explainable dust devil (mini tornado) in the Manhattan construction lot which the team had taken the broken device to so as to limit its damage.

The Dust Devil was easy to see as an illusion if you were magically gifted but for the Muggles it was flinging sand and dust along with trash which caused them to shield their eyes, close their doors and windows to keep out. Then she twisted the spell energy into a badly set Gemini replication which she’d chosen a brick as the subject of so that within 3 minutes all the spell energy was expended creating 10, 000 badly shaped red bricks in a large pile and leaving her coated so thickly in dust she had to puff a cloud off her face to breath.

Since that day she has been a member of the Regulators serving a role as their supplier of magical items specialized for their mission, repairing their brooms or wands as well as serving backup on cases.

Notes:Color Claimed is Dodgerblue

Bunny’s Parents are Mark David Moon and Melissa Crane Moon
Her Dad and his family own a fishing fleet that numbers 45 craft of all sizes up 25,000 tons to 1,000 and therefore are a family of some wealth in the Muggle sphere
Her mom as a government liaison to the Department of Muggle Affairs
Her two sisters are Hope (12 Ravenclaw) and Daisy (7 and a nuisance who still lives at home) / Good relationship with both and her sisters are as proper as she is.
Her mom’s Family the Cranes are of old Pure blood Boston wizards who came of with the first colonists and adore Bunny and her sisters
Bunny’s broom is nicknamed Nightmare because of its extreme power curve that is frightening to all but a few who she’s allowed to ride her. (Velvet can’t help but tweak and work on her things; if she were muggle she’d be a gearhead with a need for speed

Deathly Encounter When Bunny was 9 years old she begged her way onto her grandad’s boat which he used to keep the fleet supplied she was caught in a storm returning to Mystic Bay and capsized rolling over the boat she was on sending its 5 man crew to their deaths and leaving only a frightened little girl adrift in the storm a debris. She would have been lost but for the concern of the three men whom she was related to who visited her there on the waves and whispered to her the secrets of survival such as the nearby location of one of the sunken ships 10 man rafts and what supplies that stayed near the surface.

For 3 days and 3 nights Bunny was tossed on the sea like a plastic shopping bag in a march wind and all that time she was as alone as many would think as the ghosts of her Grandfather and Uncles watched over and comforted her. And by the time the Coast Guard found her she had been given up for dead along with the others and had survived several attempts by the sea to make them true.

From that day Bunny has been a sort of magnet for those souls that still wander the earth and chose to attend Miss Oxynte or Miss Night as her students and taught the extracurricular Ghoul Studies course at Hogwarts
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Bunny’s tenure as the unit’s Artificer and came up with these

There are of course the occasional explosions, rapidly expanding clouds of smoke, soap bubbles or gut churning smells; she is the resident mad scientist after all. (in Homage to 007 she is Q)

But beyond the expected there was the “Nude Bomb” that wasn’t intended to be a bomb but turned out that way when anyone standing within 100 meters of its detonation suddenly found themselves as exposed to visual appraisal as a newborn. Bunny was working on a device that could change the clothing of an agent with a touch and command word.

Then there is the time that she was building some sort of flying device and it activated prematurely punching a hole in four walls before escaping the workshop and never being seen again.

The last one is a common source of her mishaps; think of Bunny as a speed freak

Odd possessions
Back home where her Muggle family live Bunny owns a 1970 Black and Yellow Camaro
Given to her by her Muggle Uncles for Acing her GED in a perfect score and it is kept garaged in Mystic Bay Maine at her Light House Mystic Point
Down in Mystic bay at the Family’s extensive docks waits a 1950s Trawler Yacht The Sally Brown in the dry lot ready to be launched by the yard staff within 2 hours of notification. The Sally was launched in Boston in 1951 and served as a Lobster trawler for Mystic Seafood nearly 30 years retiring in 1980 and used as an auxiliary boat till 1984 when a rich New Anglelander from New York used his bubble money to have her converted into a trendy yacht by Fetters & Sons a local company. He lost her in stock crash where he zigged when he should have zagged in 1995 and she came up to auction in 1999 and was bought by Bunny’s grandfather who died at sea and whose ghost visits her from time to time and told her he’d left her in his will because she loved the sea.

In her often frowned on oiled leather Pack Bunny keeps a dimmunitized Flying Scooter with detachable Sidecar called The Cloud which she uses when she has to travel in the muggle environment for work and her broom will not suffice.
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