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8 yrs ago
Current Tene's being productive, happy and cute!
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8 yrs ago
Needa learn to take my mind off all the bad feelings, all the bad thoughts...Slowly slowly getting better.
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8 yrs ago
I don't feel so good Mr Stark - Mood
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8 yrs ago
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH -the voices in my head
8 yrs ago
Yay, it's birthday!....Now whut?
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This is a trap isn't it? I'm gonna free you and you're gonna trick me...and then all will be lost.
Damn it, why can't you act like a complete jerk for once so I can hate you?!

Hmph, I can't think of a proper comeback to all of that, despite there probably being one in there, so I'mma just go sulk in the corner until someone scolds you for being mean. Evil is one thing I can appreciate, you're just mean. And I quote from taylor swift, 'all you'll ever be is mean', but you know what, I'm a good person who can make you better for all of the world to appreciate. *sticks a piece of duct tape over your mouth with a smile drawn on it* There, now you don't look so evil and you can't talk. It's a win-win solution!

Now to do something about that hair, hehehe...

I'm in the littlest country of them all! We're literally nicknamed the little red dot..that's all we are on the map ._,
I'm surprised that your partner can stand you (I mean this jokingly of course and...why can't I be properly mean?) Well..I hope one of your cats scratch you....but not too skin deep and argh! You're one of those friends I admire, but hate aren't you? You are an evil evil man. And you're not suppose to apologize and then praise me, let me hate you properly!

I'm not in the USA, but my mom wants the family to celebrate her birthday with thanksgiving this year in the spirit of it. So I suppose you live in the US then?
Pfft, what I'm not flustered! Okay, now you've got me flustered! I can't type now! >< .....I'm not cute!
Call me a real life tsundere if you want, that easily ruffled side of me just comes out more online.

It's my tendency to rant and I appreciate all your points. If you had met me when I was just starting out writing, it would've been horrible. I grow up in a place where we have a lot of different languages and believe you me when I say I was horrible at all of them at a younger age. The whole writing in even larger chunks and bad tense and grammar and the whole nine yards. And you see I'm ranting again and I'm all flustered still and I would like to formally put all blame on you....

I hope bonnie bites your finger!
Heh, some would call me bipolar in that regard, because sometimes I just want to race on ahead in posts to get to a specific point and other times, I really enjoy reading posts that essentially make no concrete progress, but definitely drive the depth and emotional aspect of a story. I really hope we can get to the point where we can read each other's hints or moves with some sort of continuity, though not all the time or else it'd leave little room for surprise. I'll definitely try to communicate with you better starting now and I'll try to leave my posts more open ended so we can take this down many different routes and what not.

It's a habit of mine however, to insert things, for example.

A says this and then says that and I'll have B insert something between this and that and then once more after that. I suppose it does make the conversation very fast paced and can cause discrepancies in the time line. Sometimes it's not conversation but actions that overlap or don't fit in too well. Ah, I'm just hoping I can control this habit because I really like rping with you so far and I really don't wanna 'put you off' any more than I already have.
I'm sorry, I thought that perhaps we were sort of stretching time a little within posts. It's a thing I do when I sort of scrounge for things to fill space, I didn't mean to neglect your post or what your character was doing. Someone really ought to gimme a good smack on the head I tell you, that would be a really interesting day. I couldn't guarantee the person would still be alive afterwards, but I'd thank them in memory.

Would you like me to try and rewrite it so that your character has more chances to interact?
Haha, what if in the middle of the night, in his frustrations, Lai accidentally stumbles into the wrong room and puts his frustration out on the wrong pillow? XD

Yeah, I agree. Still a little shaky in terms of character for Xeph, he's in slow development so I always feel a little scattered in writing his character and so on. I like that we have all these small little events that help build up their relationship.
It's hard to ignore something that's speaking, furthermore it's rude. Out of the corner of his vision, he glares at the angel, mouth set in a thin line at mention of 'that word'. Even if it was meant to be a compliment, it sounds grazing to his ears and he can only shoot the angel a look that tells him not to speak anymore on the subject. He sees what he's trying to do, trying to goad him into working himself up into a frenzy over the subject. Get him to confess whatever the man is looking for, he's still not completely trustful of the angel's voiced intentions. Not trustful of the angel being here on 'vacation', there has to be something more, something more deceitful even for a white winged goodie goodie. Then again, it's probably just his paranoia talking once more; flaring whenever the light of the angel encroached on his personal space. They really never knew how to keep to themselves did they? Insufferable little lightning bugs that-....Yeah, it was the paranoia and the 'other' part of him talking.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply, he focused on helping their teacher round up all the little kiddies and get them inside. Javier, Lucille, Benjamin, Gregory, Kuwain, Delorain...5 more heads that rushed past him in to the crowd...

"Daniel!" He called out, unable to help the smile that overtakes him. He doesn't even need to rely on his senses to know who's trying to hide underneath the pews. It's all the leg shaking, bad habit of that child's. Didn't he know it was superstition that a shaking leg meant the loss of one's fortunes. Not that the young thing had any sort of fortune to worry off yet. Said little boy shyly peeks out before the Father goes over to pick him up. Hefting him up over his shoulder and calling out to his teacher, "And here's the last rabbit, hiding in it's burrow." With the mocking bravado of a hunter, bringing his trussed up prey over to the 'slaughterhouse'. The young child squealed, squirming like a real caught animal before he was placed down gently at the feet of his not so playful teacher. Sullenly, he and the rest of the children follow him.

Laisander is probably lucky that he's gotten himself into a better mood when he next speaks to him. Whilst the man seems to be in a more relaxed joking mood, Xephos can only shoot him a look that says 'I rather you just not exist', but an idea comes to his mind. As long as the angel is here, he might as well put him to good work, it could greatly benefit the church and he could keep a closer eye on him as well. A more devious part of him want to 'ruin' this little time off that the angel has and possibly drive him right out of here. It's very unlikely to happen; knowing there is no work that is exactly impossible for an angel to complete, but it's worth a shot. Still, he keeps his expression stoic as he turns to the man and speaks in a monotonous manner.

"There are several large stacks of tools and gears that we need to have delivered and distributed out to the residents. They've already been organized and labelled specifically. Unfortunately," And this is the part where he can't control his tongue or the sudden giddiness that overtakes him when he speaks next, "The vehicle that we usually use for our distribution is undergoing repair at the moment and we were holding off on delivering, but it's already built up quite a back log over the week so your job is to help distribute the parts, however," And he hasn't felt this excited over such a minor thing in a good while. And he knows he has too sound serious and somehow he pulls it off, "-you are to deliver each crate one by one. Your strength will arouse suspicion if you go around hauling crates like pillows. Make several trips if you have to, but get it done."

As dignified as he can manage, he turns on his heels and gestures for the angel to follow him. It's a minor thing and it wasn't like he was actually telling any sort of lies or tricking the angel into anything, but..it he's allowed a little mischief right? It feels like mischief, it certainly makes him feel much younger than he is. Like the days he was an imp, but those days are long gone and now he's a priest. Still, he feels better putting the man to work. It's only for the good of the church.

Did I mention that he might've maybe forgotten to properly instruct the angel where exactly he had to go with each labelled part after he'd left him alone in the store room.
I think xeph may go through several phases of discovering how to vent his frustrations XD

I think we can definetely make use of the kids for any awkward situations.
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