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[christinealforte-blog]

[captain-of-the-uss-enterpri-blog]

closed || comanderspocklet

Another day, another simple planet surveillance mission. Not much of a problem. The away team was already finishing up their work, documenting on pretty much everything new they came across, while Jim kept watch and did some reports by himself, when something caught his eye. Something big, round, close to the shape of an apple of some sort, except the light blue-ish color it had pretty much screamed alien. 

And while anyone would be smart enough not to touch things before knowing what they were, they definitely would not go ahead and eat it, no matter how delicious it might have appeared. Which things Jim obviously ignored as he so casually tore the fruit- it looked like a fruit- down and bit into it, making his way back to the away team so they could all be beamed up.

[twilaofthenight-archive]

Nine People have Entered Twila's Forest

Twila growled, glaring at the newcomers that came into her forest uninvited. She sat on a large branch of an oak tree, looking down. The moon was full, shining brightly downwards, and it wasn't hard to point out Twila's luminescent skin.

"Why are you here?" She asked, her mood sour. "What do you want?"

[dimitri-antonov-blog]

Another day

Despite the last few days, Dimitri had at last started to calm down and settle into the routine of this shit hole of a place. He craved the attention he was so used to, the camera's that used to follow him, the VIP treatment at bars and restaurants, the women who used to clamber to be his personal shoppers....And now he was stuck here. At least in prison he could have paid off the governor to get a cushy cell and certain...items. Sure, his private doctor could bring in the minimum, but it was not enough. He needed a drink. He needed coke. Fuck, he needed a good night on the town and a morning of not remembering what the fuck had gone on the previous night.

Scowling, he sat in the cafeteria, staring down at the shit they tried to pass as food. Mass produced bullshit, thats what it was. “My fortune for a good wodka” He muttered quietly as he pushed away the almost untouched plate and sighed, slipping his fingers between his lips and starting to chew at the already jagged nails. It was the best weapon he could keep on him here and he could certainly make someone bleed with them. Bleeding. Blood. That was something he would literally kill for right now. Or in fact, just to see someone fucking scared of him. He had done well at playing the nice man so far...But someone would make him crack one of these days.

[dakota-baudelaire]

Screwed || Bambi&Dakota

Dakota's head was a mess, everything around her was moving way too fast, and she had that strange sense that she was missing something out, but that it wasn't that important. She was in the cab, and she had just waved goodbye to Sammy. "Where to?" The driver asked, and after taking a moment to remember where she was going, she told the man.

She tried and concentrate, but it was all a bit dizzy. She knew she'd been drinking, and that she had spent time with Sammy, and with Shawn and even with Andrew, but she couldn't quite remember what exactly she had done. There was alcohol in her system, and her still conscious part of the brain was praying for it to go away, and so she could feel better.

The car stopped, and she managed to take out some money and leave it in the driver's hand, before getting down. She spotted Bambi's place, and went over it, with her feet obeying quite well. She raised her hand, and knocked on the door slightly. Her hair was really messy and falling on her face. It was cold outside, but she was quite sure she wasn't really noticing it. She knocked again, and when the door swing opened, she entered the place, passing through whoever had opened it.

"Baaambiiii, everything is spinning, or maybe I am, but I can't stop."

Dakota turned around, trying to find the other girl, and when she finally spotted her next to the door, she smiled. "Hey." She said between giggles. "M' drunk." She was sure she was a horrible mess. "And I think I had fun, buuuuut." She looked down to the floor. "But something, not sure what."

[wistsandmagic]

CDM: Phae: Day 5

5.) What’s your character’s ranking on the Kinsey Scale? 

...Phae is only 10. He has no interest in ANYONE, oi. *facepalm* He likes PEOPLE, but not on a physically attracted to them scale.  He doesn't have the HORMONES for that yet.  When he gets older, though...probably a 0, just from what has been seen.

Then again, he -is- the mortal manifestation of the Kaberonian creator-god...so he may wind up being an X (asexual). I don't quite know. Leaning more toward a 0 in my mind, but that may change as he gets older. I have no idea. >_>;

[little-elf-wanders]

Right..I can't EVER stand next to Pyo.

He's too tall.

Guys..I'm shorter than Taeil..So's Kai. We're really short.

We knew they were tall but it just hit us how short we'd really be when beside them. 

Kai's 5'2''. She isn't taking the realization that she's short well.

I'm 5'0''.

It'd feel like THIS!

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.

Kai use to call me shorty and make height jokes but now she's also classed as short. I'm aware it could be worse but guys...Even 2ne1 are taller than us. And they still wear heels!!

All our favorite idols are taller than us. Even. Taeyang.

[princess-noelee]

don't let me fall // Scorp

Broken. 

The single word circulated through Noelee's mind and she couldn't focus on anything at all apart from it. That word described everything that had happened within the past couple of days to what seemed like everyone in the entire school. Karma was one thing, but this was something different. Everyone was hurting, their lives were falling apart, and nothing could be fixed. 

Alone.

Another word, another perfect one, one that described how everyone felt. Seemingly perfect relationships had been breaking apart, whether it was a friendship that had lasted for years or the cutest couple in the school. Did anyone have a friend left in the place anymore? She didn't know, but she knew that she did have at least one friend through it all, no matter how much she'd ever hurt him in the past. Scorpius.

Noelee was sitting on the couch in the Slytherin common room - where else would she be? - when Scorp walked in. She waved and gave him a half-hearted smile; he looked pretty down. But who wouldn't be? Apparently his breakup with Al had been pretty harsh. And even though their relationship annoyed her to no end, it made both of them happy, so she was really hoping they'd work things out. "Hey," She mumbled after a slight pause. "How are you feeling?"