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8 mos ago
for once i hoped that the crazies were right about the world was ending today. i don't want to pay rent tomorrow.
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3 yrs ago
anything that inconveniences me is now homophobic
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6 yrs ago
When you want to join RPs but you know you don't have the time and energy to do it so you just make characters for that RP and imagine being in that world just for a little while
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6 yrs ago
I suck dick in the name of God then.
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I just need to fix my grammar and the face claims for the family. I also need the flower shop and relations/first impressions! Might change some stuff later on too... not too sure.

If anyone wants to talk those plz message me or like this and I'll message you!







There were mornings where Jonah woke up with an aching hole in his chest. Those mornings he would rise before the sun and sneak up to the roof with a pack of cigarettes with Ai behind him, the dog sensing the uneasiness of Jonah. He didn't think about him as much as he used to. It was rare now since Jonah had to worry about the music store opening in two weeks and finishing stocking everything up for the grand opening. It had already been a year since he had left Whitefish and he was suffering from what had happened. Work always kept his mind and body busy, but where there was no work to be done he often spent it lighting a cigarette. While Jonah was not proud of his addiction, the momentary feeling of lightness and weightlessness made it worth it. He hadn't been smoking for long anyway, so he could always quit later, right?

"I keep telling myself I can quit, but I know I won't anytime soon, ain't I" Jonah said before taking a long drag from the cigarette. The toxic sweetness filled his lungs, and Ai whined next to him. "What is it, baby?" He reached out to pet her cloud-like fur. "We'll go on our walk in a bit," he assured Ai, and she huffed, almost like she was complaining to him. "You miss him, don't you? You cried the first two months while were where out traveling." Jonah hated to see Ai unhappy and walking away from him had already been painful enough that seeing Ai like that had broken his heart all over again. "I-- I miss..." Jonah shook his head.

No.

He didn't miss that cheating asshole-- he didn't miss that stupid lopsided smile-- or those stupid calloused hands-- or those stupid eyes that almost seemed to light up a room-- or his stupid way to making Jonah blush like a school girl.

No.

Jonah just missed the idea of him. That was it. Jonah didn't miss Dave; he missed what he had with him.

Jonah and Ai stayed in the rooftop until the first sun rays painted the sky orange and the air hung with the sweet aroma from Jonah's cigarettes. The two of them left before anyone else wondered up to the roof.




"Mr. Zhu, I know it's early, but I wanted to speak to you about promoting the grand opening starting today. I can start an Instagram account and post early pictures of the interior of the store. You know, those hipster-like pictures with filters on top." Luci, Jonah's marketing manager, was on the other end of the line. She was a stocky girl in her early twenties and fresh out of community college with a marketing degree. He had first hired her for her resourcefulness and professionalism. "Get those aesthetics and vibes going. We also have to promote to artists and musicians in Silverdale."

"I was actually thinking about offering the place up for small gigs and discounted recording sessions." Jonah was currently walking Ai in the local park. Well, Ai was walking him because he wouldn't hurry up and start their daily jog. "We can promote the with announcements too, I saw a billboard up for rent by downtown, we can use that to promote the store-- and add our social media accounts to it too."

"The billboard wouldn't fit in the budget, Mr.Zhu--"

"Luci." Being called Mr.Zhu was for an older person, maybe someone in their forties and Jonah was not in his forties. Besides, he was only a few years older than her.

"Sorry, Jonah." She cleared her throat and continued, "The billboard doesn't fit in the budget, we can always print out flyers, that would be a lot cheaper."

"I didn't set up the budget, you did. It's okay to go over, just put the billboard in my personal account." Jonah began to quicken his pace since he didn't want Ai to grow impatient. "I'll go over to the store later on the day to help out. I'll see you then, Luci." After a brief goodbye Jonah hung up and began to daily job around the park and off the edge of the woods with Ai.




Breakfast was quick today. Poached eggs, buttered toast, and bacon. It was the closest thing he has had to an English breakfast ever since he had moved to the states and while Jonah missed the typical breakfast back home, he would never say no to American bacon. His mother would disown him if he ever admitted to preferring American bacon to the usual back bacon they had back home.

Don't forget the tea! Oh, how Americans had such a limited amount of teas in the local markets. His first year in Whitefish had been hell. The few teas they had were called "English Teas" or black tea or green tea! Jasmin tea was horrible too! Jonah missed his Da Hong Pao and Silver Needle tea. He had been raised on Chinese teas mostly, ever since his mother had married his father the whole household had been consuming nothing but Silver Needle and Da Hong Pao. Luckily there was a shop that sold exported teas and some new blends that Jonah liked to try out now and then.

He had tried to introduce his kind of teas to his other two flatmates as a way to interact with them more and get to know their tastes. A month wasn't enough to get to know a person entirely. Jonah was still trying to get a hand of the whole living having flatmates. He had shared living quarters before, but that had been in Oratory, and that had been long ago. Sharing bathrooms with a whole flat block were also strange to Jonah. While he was usually the first one to wake and get his day going, he still found the rare early bird in the showers. Luckily he hadn't encountered that handsome man he bumped into the other day. He had immediately fallen to his knees to pet and kiss Ai while Jonah was left quietly staring at the man. He had wanted to say something to him, but his usual friendly demeanor had been blocked by the utter embarrassment and the urge to smile like an idiot. He was probably smiling like an idiot.

He had been.

All Jonah knew about the man was that he was the most handsome man in the apartment and that he lived in 3B-- nope. There was no time for that kind of stuff right now. Jonah had to concentrate on work and to get the shop running. He had yet to hire people for the cashier and the and the display assistant. Maybe he should do that before the party tonight. He could get a sign up by the front desk that there was help wanted for the new music shop. Someone in this flat block must need a job.




Said the Thief to the Moon, "I'll extinguish your light soon
I'll put an end to all the light that you shed on this world in its darkened state."

Said the Moon to the Thief, " You know not of what you seek, you'll doom the world to wander the night with no light to guide the paths that men seek."

"Oh, but all the wealth in the world will be mine...
Without a means of defense for all those blind
My very existence is a race to attain wealth
For the thief's only loyalty in life is to the devil and himself."

"The earth will rise up and devour all that you are
The skies will call forth thunderous storms from afar
When you're dead, there'll be no grave to remember your name
For your greed brings your end and there's no one but yourself to blame."


"That was great!" A black-haired man wearing black jeans a shirt too small for him said behind acoustic glass. "Everything seems to be working perfectly fine. All we need to do now is tidy up the place a bit."

Jonah put the guitar down and removed the headphones. "I'll clean up the place, don't worry Juan." Juan was the recording engineer Jonah had hired off craigslist. While he didn't really trust that site, he was sure glad he had checked as his last resort. Juan had graduated from uni back in Los Angeles and had recently moved back to Silverdale to care for his sick grandma. Silverdale was not LA, so getting a job as a recording engineer would most likely be impossible. Not many recording studios here in Silverdale. "You can go talk to Luci downstairs," He shot the man a smile and Juan only laughed nervously and excused himself before walking down the spiral staircase to the shop.

Jonah spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning up the recording studio. He made sure to gather all the trash and separate the recycling from the non-recyclable stuff, swept the whole floor and then mopped. At some point, he put his playlist over the speakers and sang along as he watered some of the plants around the studio.

"Hey, I just met you and this is crazy" Jonah gripped the tip of the broom and began to sing into it as it were a microphone as Carley Rea Jepsen played in the back. "But here's my number, so call me maybe" He danced and sang his way to the small storage closet where he began to put all the cleaning supplies away while keeping the broom and singing into the wooden stick. "It's hard to look right at you baby, but here's my number, so call me maybe."

The sun was already setting outside the windows of the studio, drowning the walls of the interior a warm orange color. Jonah was almost done with cleaning when he realized if he didn't stop dancing and sing around the room he would be late for Bert's party.

"Bloody hell, I still gotta buy some beer." Jonah turned off the music and hurried off. He was not going to be late to his first party in Silverdale. He had to change too! Jonah had to impress the other tennats and maybe catch the eye of the handsome man.

Maybe ask his name?

Oh goodness, Jonah was not ready.



Song is Thief and the Moon by Shawn James




I probably have a bunch of mistakes on this, but I already put it off for a day so here it is. I will reread it later and make sure that there are no grammar mistakes tomorrow when I'm off work.

Also, I may have gotten carried away a bit.
I wasn't able to finish my CS yesterday but I will do what I can do finish it up today. Just gotta polish so stuff so it won't feel too rushed.
I'll try to get a CS by tonight if I can!
ᴀᴏᴋΙͺ ʀᴇʏɴᴀ sα΄€Ι΄α΄…sᴛʀâᴍ

Location - Old Sol Museum
Mentions - Karishma , @Alex_The_Great
Interactions - @Silver Fox


Saturday Evening - Hephaestus Manor




A black limo with black tint pulled up in front of the Hephaestus Manor, and a man in a forest green squared suited stepped out and opened the door wide. The man tugged down his blazer and adjusted his blue tie before reaching to hep the other person out of the limo. A gold-brown hand reached out and took the man's hand before slowly stepping out of the vehicle. A woman wearing a colorful Lehenga thanked the man and glanced back to the limo where another man stepped out. The last person didn't look like he was used to wearing such expensive items of clothing. He looked even more uneasy when the beautiful woman in a navy blue and red lehenga hook an arm on his as they began walking to the art gallery, the man in the forest green suit following close behind them.

"I wonder who that is," Aoki wondered to herself and looked over at Ashton's dark figure in the luxury Uber she had been able to score. Their own ride pulled up after the limo left and the woman in a black suit glanced back with quite a large smile.

"Well, ladies, here we are! Have fun you two!" The woman waved at Ashton and Aoki as she drove out of the Manor.

There was an uneasiness in Aoki's stomach as the two women walked into the Manor. Aoki had been given two VIP tickets to Sioban's art gallery from Dr. Ali, saying something about making it up for what had happened last time. Aoki, not wanting to upset her boss, agreed to take the tickets and attend the gala. While social gatherings were not very much her thing, Aoki wanted to make connections with other artists and give her compliments to Siobhan. After all, her style of painting was rather romantic, and it captivated the crowds of Sol City. Another little plus was the fact that she had gotten the courage to ask Ashton to come with her as her plus one. It also gave her the opportunity to return the leather jacket Aoki had stolen days ago.

Once inside, Aoki caught a glance of her reflection. The purple at the end of her hair had been fading to a soft lavender, which complimented her pearl color dress a lot more than a deep purple would have. The dress itself made Aoki feel more self-conscious as she tugged on the front of the dress making sure her chest was covered. In any other circumstances, she would not have worn something as revealing but it was a dress her mother had sent her from Sweden, and she had yet had any use to it. The art gala had seemed like a very nice place to finally wear the dress.

"Would you like to grab a drink?" Aoki glanced up at Ashton, who was still taller even with her three-inch heels. "I don't know why I feel so nervous..." The nagging feeling in her stomach did not want to go away, and it only got worse as they made their way to the bar past some of Siobhan's paintings. There, a small crowd had gathered around a blonde woman none other than Paige. While it was nice to see another familiar face in the sea of strangers, the pit in her stomach had yet to go. Aoki wanted to go over and say hello to her, but instead, she walked past a few strangers to the bar and ordered a whiskey for herself and Ashton. A few more familiar faces popped out from the crowd, she could see Xia and Marinalia further away as well as Milo a few ways away from Paige.

"I'm really glad you agreed to come with me, Ashton," Aoki smiled up at the blonde woman before taking a sip of the whiskey. She had to remember to keep her liquor light tonight, or she would end up making a fool of herself like the first time she had met the firefighter. Aoki did not want to repeat history, especially not in a place full of artists and pissible bussiness partners.
ᴀᴏᴋΙͺ ʀᴇʏɴᴀ sα΄€Ι΄α΄…sᴛʀâᴍ

Location - Old Sol Museum
Mentions - @Pilatus@MissCapnCrunch@RoccanIronclad
Interactions - @Silver Fox


Tuesday Morning


Aoki started her morning with tears and lots of cuddles from Sotnos and Sakura while Luci mewed loudly to make sure that Aoki knew that it was almost breakfast. The day the storm hit had not been something that Aoki had planned. From her being stuck in the bus station for what seemed forever to where she almost lost her life, she was not in an excellent mood. Hopefully, today would be a different story from the past day.

After feeding the cats, Aoki hopped into the shower to scrub away the dry tears from her cheeks and the cold. She made sure not to wet her hair since she had an appointment later that day to dye it again. Pale blue wasn't something she would come back to in a long while. Or ever. No, she would definitely come back to pale blue, but not for a while. She was still quite shaken from the near-death experience, but she was trying her best not to think about it.

Looking past the whole ordeal, Monday night had been something wild and unexpectantly fun. Paige and Dustynn had been rather good drinking companions, but she couldn't shake off the feelings that Paige and Milo had wanted to spend some time together. Either way, at least that day hadn't been all bad.

A quick breakfast after Aoki threw on some warm leggings and a dress along with leather heel boots. Ashton's leather jacket had been hung in her closet and Aoki slipped it on without hesitations. A red plaid scarf and a wide brim hat later she hurried out of her apartment to her appointment in the salon.

Later


After some pampering from her hairdresser and some serious girl talk, Aoki left the salon with a smile on her face. Aoki had decided to go grey and purple this time and Maria, her hairdresser, happily complied.

On her way to work, Aoki sketched out a few people riding on the bus along with her on the bus. A few of them caught her staring at them, but she just shot them a smile and continued to sketch like nothing was going on. Twenty minutes later Aoki arrived at the Old Sol Museum where she clocked in and retired to her small studio. A few hours passed before Doctor Ali came in and informed her that he would be in the new exhibition that had opened and he wanted her to join him in a few minutes. Aoki agreed to it, happy that she would have some time to stretch out her legs and take a look at the new artwork.

The exhibition had been announced in the news, so Aoki was not surprised to see large crowds of people walking the halls of the Old Sol Museum. It was somewhat refreshing to see so many people interested in art. Siobhan Murphy was a talented artist, one that Aoki would hope to see with the VIP ticket Doctor Ali had given her before walking from the studios to the museum halls.

Aoki's footsteps disappeared into the sea of people talking and observing the artwork. It almost seemed peaceful and fun, until gunshots rang through the old halls of the building. Everyone around her began to scream and run all around her. Aoki wiped her head back to the source of the gunshots. There laid a man and stood a woman with familiar blonde hair. Doctor Ali was near her, but Aoki couldn't quite see who the woman was.

It didn't matter. Aoki's feet were carrying her out of the halls an on to the museum's courtyard.

While in the salon Aoki sent a text to Ashton...
"Hey! It's Aoki! Marinalia gave me your number, and I wanted to thank you for taking care of me.
I still don't remember much but I know I have your jacket. I would like to give it back to you.
Would you like to go out for some coffee and I could give you back your jacket back! c:"
ᴀᴏᴋΙͺ ʀᴇʏɴᴀ sα΄€Ι΄α΄…sᴛʀâᴍ

Location - Old Sol Museum
Group Members - @Pilatus@MissCapnCrunch
Interactions - @RoccanIronclad


Aoki was having a bit of trouble trying to calm herself with everyone around her. Fortunately, the woman that went to her side first offered a lit cigarette. Aoki nodded quickly and took it with shaky hands before taking a long drag from it. The familiar smell and taste calmed her nerves. After a few more drags, she was able to stand without the help of Milo and the other two women that had seemed to appear from nowhere.

"I-I think I'm fine now," Aoki said as she ran a shaky hand through her pale blue hair. While she was still visibly shaken and wary, she forced a smile for the three persons around her. "Just... Just an attack after almost being run over." She laughed nervously and looked at Milo. "It's fine; I'm not dead." She waved her free hand to dismiss any worry left around them.

Aoki was never good around confrontation, and she didn't want to start screaming "I'm going to sue you!" or "You asshole, you should be more careful!". The danger had passed already there was not a scratch on her person.

"Thank you for helping me up, and for the cigar." She smiled at the woman who had offered her one. "I really should have been more careful," she added, "I should have also left work when they told me." There was nothing that could be done now anyway. The accident had passed, and there was only right now to deal with. Maybe the whole ordeal would convince Milo or his apparent girlfriend to give her a ride home in their big trucks. While Aoki did not mind the snow at all, she was very keen on getting home to her cats.
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