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4 yrs ago
Current Every day I believe that people can't get any dumber then Trump has a press conference
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4 yrs ago
Women aren't mysterious, men are often dense
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4 yrs ago
"We commit the sins again And our sons and daughters pay"
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4 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
4 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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Wendy Wethers
Location Unknown
The Facility




Wendy had been going nutz with energy and anger earlier and forced to expend it in a bit of simple Calisthenics and Yoga stretches taking up perhaps 2 and a half hours. She was worried and angry that she didn’t know where Amelia had gone or taken to gone and no one would tell her what happened to the smaller woman. It was the typical Stanford Experiment results Prisoner and Guard mentality even though it hadn't been going on for long but they were already treating them as if they were no longer human.

They were watching her and it wasn’t paranoia many of the camera obvious and surely hidden ones as well. So taking a deep breath she started a hot shower after seeing that they’d set replacements out for her clothing stripping off the ones they’d replaced the clothing she had, had when they took her. Then she did a turn under the showerhead making sure to splatter water all over the stall hoping it even briefly obscured any hidden observation. This place was oppressive and similar to a SuperMax except it was coed and her only real privacy in her head. So she washed quickly in the institutional soaps which had no scent then got out of the shower and replaced her clothes knowing the fresher her clothes and self the healthier she’d be at the beginning of her escape. Then she braided her wet hair knowing improve her chances of being free of head lice if in their zeal the guards introduced it carelessly.

”Goddess I’m so damn pissed” She thought as she jammed her feet into the crappy footwear.

Driven by residual anger and hunger Wendy goes into speed walker mode and “Bam!” she ran into a lanky man (@SheriffLlama) who fell backwards and slid a little.

”Oh Goddess I am so sorry” is all she can say looking down on the poor man as she realized she’d shoved him off balance


Why Me?


Api’s Fight Theme
Till I Collapse




Api’s Friends




Api’s day had been another day of joy as his research into gravitic effects had resulted in the hardware team finally designing an electronic version of his own ability to detect anomalies so small they were once thought of as only esoteric exercises of thought. His physics teacher was delighted because with the new scanner he could begin mapping the trash that cluttered near earth orbit for a pet project of his.

Having finished his required studies and having few personal connections at the institute other than Sally and from what he’d seen of she and Drake were closer and as such had the older man to lean on so he hopped on his bike and peddled to the nearby Mall to meet with the girls.


Hanging with Lacy, Jan, and Carla



They were waiting for him by the rack he always locked his bike to each wearing their Alameda Gymnastics T-shirts and shorts and as soon as he stepped away from his bike they each hugged him ”Sæll Api” they said in greeting using the little they understood of his language.

”Hello my friends, looks as if you’ve an event this weekend by the wearing of the team shirts” he said with a smile

”Its a big one this time Api and we were wondering if you’d come and cheer us on” said Jan grabbing his right arm and clutching it close to her body.

Then as usual Carla grabbed the other arm and hugged it close making Api feel as if they were attempting to restrain him gently.

”We brought goodies” Giggled Lacy holding up a shopping bag.

So the girls pulled him over to tables that lay outside of the mall under the shade of trees and Lacy pulled out first a ticket to the event they said would place him close to their team’s benches. Next came a Gold T-shirt just like theirs which they insisted he change into to make sure it fit.

Api used being in gym settings and lacking the normal body consciousness that plagued others stripped off his shirt exposing his well muscled form that drew sighs from his friends as he wiggled into the gift shirt finding it snug but acceptable.

”It sure looks good on you Api too bad you can’t join our team; we’d love to have you” purred Lacy as she put her palm on his chest.

”I just can’t get over how hard your muscles are; its like what you’d expect a panther’s body to feel like”

”Dios mio Lacy, down girl” said Carla as she reclaimed his left arm followed by Jan taking his right

Api thought it was funny how they were always teasing him and acting so possessive; if he didn’t know better he could assume they were his actual GFs but dismissed it as silly. Three pretty girls who wanted him was more like some fantasy you might read about in one of his former roommates magazines.

It wasn’t that it wasn’t a fun fantasy but it was just a fantasy three girls at once was a bit much so he laughed as he slid away from the two gentle pythoness that held his arms.

”Come Kærustu (GFs) lets go get smoothies my treat” He said with a laugh though puzzled by a look of disappointment Carla and Jan wore.

Oblivious to the real reasons for their expressions he thought they were just happy being physically affectionate and he’d disturbed them so he offered them each their previously claimed arms. Then as they walked into the mall he was mildly shocked when Lacy wrapped her arms around his waist pressing her body close to his in a distracting manner.

So as he walked to the food court he tried to control his base self who was aroused by the chesty jewish girl who seemed to be trying to playfully embarrass him. Luckily for him Carla and Jan got Lacy to join them as they released his arms before he was further embarrassed by an involuntary response of his body.


Having a smoothie with friends



Once they’d all gotten a drink they were sitting as a group which soon grew with the addition of Jessica, Mike and Merle who were also members of the Alameda Gymnastics team talking about the event coming soon and gossip.

Merle turned and said to Api ”Don’t look now Api but here come your fans the Johnson Jocks”

Api turned and looked in their direction and sighed. There were 8 of them and Clive Habersham their leader had 3 20 dollar bills clutched in his right fist as if they were weapons.

”Yo! Monkey boy ya cover a C-note?” the tall blond Jock demanded. He hoped Api couldn’t cover the bet as if that was victory but they’d played that game before with Clive and the other boy had proven a bigger pain.

Reaching into his pocket Api drew out his wallet and handed Janet a crisp 100 dollar bill then walked over to stand under one of the braces that were like a horizontal bar between two columns at the edge of the food court. Another boy, a big muscled boy; a heavy boy stood under the bar.

Api waited bored while the other boy handed his coat, things from his pockets, and shoes to his buddies who encouraged him to win. He was clearly a weight lifter and football player which got Api to thinking about where he and the Alameda gym team were going to go on the 100 dollars.

The signal was given and both boy leap up and grabbed the cool painted steel bars, the football player wiggled to get comfortable in his one handed grip Api grabbed his without even over shooting the target knowing that was an unnecessary expenditure of energy. Hands that had grown strong on rings, horse, and bars, worked hauling net in the Grand Banks or climbing the rocky terrain of Iceland locked like the jaws of a pit around the steel.

Some of the food court workers who were on break or working for a permissive manager or the managers of the food stalls joined in the spectators who had stopped to watch. The football jock tried to stare Api down unaware that the smaller boy was in a sort of meditative state reliving other times he’d just hung around but the scenery was nicer and the real world a blur.

He ceased to exist in real time to even perceive it passing just a mind at rest who was waiting to hear his challenger drop to the tiles which actually came quicker than he’d expected. So Api only released the bar at 1:31 minutes dropping to the tiles after a visual confirmation.

THe jocks pouted and left with the promise that they would beat him next time.

Not interested in being known as a gambler Api and the team went to Karaoke and Scoops leaving Api a net gain of 6.23 from the jocks and their bet.








"Well what else was I to expect, the children of the gods in poem and myth never knew true peace" Thought Lilith with a sigh.

She was the daughter of the negotiator Goddess, she with the silver tongue, the seducer, servant to Aphrodite; some how she'd fooled herself into thinking those here would have not expected much more from her than she be a good listener which as part of being thought a good speaker, a seductress.

She was aware of how the daughters of love were thought of, people who loved knew passion and passion wasn't just about the fluffy sex kittens but the artist, the poet and the warrior. Lilith hated the idea that the gods saw fit to abuse her right to free will and while she'd been a bit swayed by her mother she was also her own woman; just ask her dad.

The worst thing of all about the entire situation was the way they were all segregated, even eating they were segregated, this was a common mess; a place that what amounted to as the village of the Heroes, the Demigods. Here was a chance to learn from the mistakes of their parents the gods.

"I miss Velma, Kitty and Ura" she lamented as she focused on the fact she had no house mates and no real friends or acquaintances.
@Almalthia

I'm still up to play an Archery expert Ranger Type

Wow this has exploded
@soren

No, I lost interest.


Wow, Blunt and Honest.....Are you a Vulcan?

Sorry couldn't help it my boredom with how slow the guild is moving drove me to it

@soren

Oh hey if its a question of Restart I want to be a Daughter Of Bacchus with the Gift of Madness

Oh and she's cursed in a strange way. She can drink but it takes a lot to do the job then she comes down too dam quick; consider it a reflection of the curse of Bacchus

Please ignore the above as the babble of boredom Elvira daughter of Bacchus a Character I'll get ready at least in my minions file incase another PJRP pops up
I'd like to be an Archer
Watching
Such an interesting premise
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