"Can you help me? The bad men took my mommy and daddy and they are after me."
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"Can you help me? The bad men took my mommy and daddy and they are after me."
....you slept with four dwarves for a /necklace/? [[CRYING I HAVE NEVER HEARD THIS MYTH SO]]
“I did. Not for a necklace. For the necklace. I've also killed for it.”
// ASJDHASJHDKAJSHDJH IT IS A GREAT MYTH. HERE IS THE LINK. I THINK YOU’LL LIKE IT
It's a Vodka kind of Night--bornagoddess--{Closed}
The bar smelt of smoke, alcohol, and the faintest hints of stale sweat from the workers who stopped by to have a beer or two after their shift. A little juke box cranked out music in the corner while the regulars shot pool, played darts, or caught a game on the television above the bar. If you had a problem and it was a slow night the bartender would even rattle off wisdom to you as you grew drunk then call a cab to take you home. All in all the place was very blue collar and the kind of casual that felt inviting whenever the day was rough.
Storming into the place let Arlette immediately know that all eyes were on her and that just sent the color higher into her cheeks. Primly walking to the bar in her six inch stiletto boots she ordered three shots of vodka and repeatedly cursed out the world in every language that she could remotely say things in. On a different night she would have understood why everyone was looking at her-she was dressed for the clubs after all-but tonight was not that kind of night. All she wanted was to mellow out to vodka while reminding herself that murder was wrong.
Shrugging off her leather jacket and draping it over the stool to her left, she then asked the bartender for a Ghost martini along with her shots. Tonight was going to be get drunk to forget that horrible incident at the club even happened.
"I hate men," she grumbled to herself between shot two and three. Make that she wanted to have a night of getting drunk and ranting to a stranger. "I hate most women too."
// Sif and Thor
Tell Me?
Put the words ‘Tell Me’ in my askbox and my character has to tell yours one secret they’ve been hiding.
Let’s see which secret to pick….
Oh!
When we were younger, I used to always bring some sort of insect into your chambers. Whether it was big or small didn’t matter to me, but I always did enjoy a nice laugh from hearing you get angry at the sight of it.
And I may or may have not been the one to place the frog in your bath that one faithful day in our childhood.
bornagoddess followed the music
Hello very pretty stranger lady!