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5 yrs ago
Current Every day I believe that people can't get any dumber then Trump has a press conference
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5 yrs ago
Women aren't mysterious, men are often dense
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5 yrs ago
"We commit the sins again And our sons and daughters pay"
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5 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
5 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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Haha xD I only am crushing over her because she's a redhead with glasses, you can say I had a long bad history with blondes so I'm all blondiephobia now.


Red Heads with Glasses..Yum



I used this one for a Super Powered RP Because she is Poison Ivy in her street clothes
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I'm in microbiology class, currently crushing on our redhead professeur....


I still crush over mine LOL

That's why I love my Avi
Nobody is home
Passed out due to work and something my bosses GF had to smoke sorry LOL Not really but wanted you at least to be informed that I was a true Slacker in RL






Mandy having meant only to pop into the apartment for a few minutes and check feed Saliva woke up a little later, like 4 maybe 5 hours later having had fallen asleep in the big Lazyboy that her grandfather must have spent hours in because she was sure she could smell him still. She had never really known her dad's parents because they were too radical for her dad's sense of conformity but those memories she did have were pleasant and a bit silly.

She was surrounded by her Grandmother's art and had several books of poetry filled with a passion for life and a woman; it was sweet and she felt as if it should make her sick but in reality she was envious. Her grandparents had shared a love they write books about and the proof the over 1,000 pages poetry written by him, not counting their joint love letters that had shocked Mandy when she'd read some of them.

So with a sigh she decided to head out and see if she still had a Coffee Shop.

She popped out and found Walt had sat up taking in any merger funds and helped himself to two slices of pie.

Looking at the pie that was left Mandy sliced each and then glad wrapped each slice onto a paper plate with plastic fork and carried outside to a bench that once held the asses of working people waiting on the now discontinued bus line that served the neighborhood.

There was already three of the local urban dwellers waiting so she split the slices up with them and even gave each a cheap bottle of water to wash it down and sat perhaps 15 more minutes with the remaining slices handing them out to the stragglers. If she had been questioned about her uncharacteristic kindness she would have claimed she did it to keep them from digging in her trash which was strangely true. She had started this early morning ritual after seeing the homeless lurking near her cans waiting.

Sure she was a Slacker but she also had empathy and her tough girl facade only partly true like so many things about her. She claimed to be mysterious but was only weird. Some believed she did drugs all the time and she let them because then they might have wanted her to try them but if she gave off a jaded appearance people didn't bother.

She stepped back inside and saw that Walt had already headed up to his bed in apartment L so she was alone with her Kitchen behind the counter.

She first pulled out her fruits and began their prep before rolling out the crust and filling her three pans and today she had made up her mind to just tope the crusts and lost to her side of whimsy and sculpted the tops as always after flicking on her Pie makers website that she hosted in private.

It being the time of year it was she began with a tribute to Lovecraft then next was something Insulting but finished with a more traditionaltop which she'd claim was because she had no imagination. Today's cookies were a tribute to a picture on her wall of Daisies which took her longer than simpler cookies but got her pesky Muse to quiet down





Walking outside Mandy Lights one up and looks up and down the drab old street her little prison sits on. Gone were the days when if she heard about something interesting going on in Alaska or South America she could just point her feet in that direction and go. She was a homeowner and business owner.

She looks at the old bench where some old bum named Tommy snored away

"So this is Paradise?"


A little while later



Mandy finished her morning bake as she wondered if the deputy up the street was asleep in his cruiser with the motor running?

She pictured the headlines

Officer sucums to Carbon Monoxide


It wasn't that she didn't like cops but anyone who slept in a running car was asking for it


Sunrise and a van arrives



Ruben a big Black guy who scares white people with a smile walks to the back of his van and opens it up as Mandy looks on.

"I got a deal for you today Mandy. I got top end organic strawberries, brandied pears to die for, Pumpkin, Pecans, top flour, Amish butter and lots more" he says in an excited Toneloc voice that should have been DJ at some top station than a delivery man for an upscale produce company

He soon loaded her a box of things along with flour, eggs, and milk which he wheeled into her kitchen and said he'd drop the fee if she'd make him a monster pie for his church raffle.

When he left Mandy put away the produce an milk then filled her Male Tears cup

Flipping on the sound system Mandy Indulges herself in some odd music videos beginning with

followed by

before she lets the system chose randomly her next songs
@DeadDrop


Picture

"She Da Devil"


Vicky sat before her little tent enjoying the night air facing out so that the Campfires wouldn’t affect her night vision which was one of the best unassisted in the Marksmen but she payed for it by muting her vision so much in daylight wearing dark temple shielded sunglasses that she was a little color blind. She didn’t mind so much though because her eyes had always been light sensitive which made it hard for her to enjoy the bright colors most prefered.

Vicky was Nightwatch and because of that slept almost as soon as dusk approached then awakening about 200 hours and deploying around 300 to a position that gave her a protected blind with the optimal lines of sight. Tonight because the Teamsters were feeling boisterous she got less than normal but didn’t mind because she had a love for music and dancing, oh how she loved to slow dance.

So it was that when Amy Walker a Trooper she had assigned the callsign Ermine showed up and dove into her own tent obviously in search of something
Hi anyone
Hey guys, sorry for the lack of activity coming from me. I have entrance exams for college and I don't pass that, well, let's just say I won't be able to pursue medicine.

So yeah, been focusing on that for a while. Though, I can probably post within the next few days.


No Worries North, glad to hear you are still interested







Mandy looks at Tony as she palms the money off her countertop with the flair of a stage magician; no one has even seen her put it in her pocket.

"It's a cheap cup, got it at a yard sale along with the others and because this one is dark it doesn't show stains like the others...oh and I love the looks she laughs softly as she opens a hand revealing a key with a brass tag that says E

"Here's your room and no business in the room, do it in their car or get a motel room I don't need them or the cops hanging around" she says with an amused smirk. @Chasebloodcrest

"A Hairy egg is an Extra Large dingleberry, found it in a strange combination search says explaining to Amy her latest game of what she calls Combo @Deadlyrose9641
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That must be hard on your boss and on you too...?


I watch over 72 horses and Ramrod about 16,000 acres when you include the leases and I have to bury at least three horses a year, deal with pampered boarders, instruct students, do the books, watch over 8 fulltime hands and on and on so I don't have the time to grieve a horse. I know "What a Cold Hearted bitch" but my job requires I know what I'm doing and that I remain as emotionally removed on many levels. Plus it wasn't my horses; then I might be weepy so she's good too and it's understandable
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