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| Marie ♪ | Sep 11 2009, 05:05 AM Post #1 |
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| amaranthine | Sep 11 2009, 08:33 PM Post #2 |
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[dohtml] <font face=georgia> <center> <font color=steelblue size=5.5>i've endured a thousand tears or more</font><br><br> <font color=black size=1.5>I'M WAITING, I'M PRAYING, REALIZE, START HATING.</font><br> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></font></center> <font face=georgia> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></center> <br> <br> <font color=steelblue>DATE!</font> Winter 16thth, 06. <br> <font color=steelblue>OUTFIT!</font> Winter Outfit <br> <font color=steelblue>TEMPLATE!</font> a la la la allie! @ caution! <br> <font color=steelblue>NOTES!</font> N/A </font> [/dohtml] |
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| Midnight Sleeper ♪ | Sep 12 2009, 12:47 PM Post #3 |
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Humming to himself as he walks through the winter wonderland, Will takes a minute to pause and look around. The man can't help but squint slightly as the sunlight pours down, causing everything that is covered in snow to shimmer brightly like a diamond. After his eyes adjust, Will continues on, running a hand through his hair to knock loose some of the snow that the trees overhead have been so kind to let snow down on him. Not really sure what this Mid-Winter Festival is about as he's never been here during the winter, but it sounds fun enough. Here's hoping that he's going in the right direction. Up ahead in the near distance, something that isn't completey white catches his eye. A girl, probably not much older than his sister, hands stretched out to the heavens tongue extended as she seemingly attempts to catch a snowflake. Well, she's definately high spirited, at least. "Ow..." Watching as the girl more or less dances into a tree, Will can't help but let a quiet chuckle escape his lips. Not that he's a mean person or anything, but the stumbling backwards and the cute little 'ow' that has escaped the young woman's lips is enough to amuse Will. Figuring that he should at least check on the girl, Will makes his way towards her as she rubs her head. Putting a hand on the girl's shoulder, Will smiles warmly. "You ought to be a little more careful...I'd say that the tree would have the right of way as far as catching snowflakes go, given that it's planted in the ground." Chuckling to himself, Will's voice switches gears to one of concern. "All joking aside though, how's your head feeling? It isn't like you gently brushed into that tree, after all." |
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| amaranthine | Sep 13 2009, 02:32 PM Post #4 |
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[dohtml] <font face=georgia> <center> <font color=steelblue size=5.5>i've endured a thousand tears or more</font><br><br> <font color=black size=1.5>I'M WAITING, I'M PRAYING, REALIZE, START HATING.</font><br> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></font></center> <font face=georgia> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></center> <br> <br> <font color=steelblue>DATE!</font> Winter 16thth, 06. <br> <font color=steelblue>OUTFIT!</font> Winter Outfit <br> <font color=steelblue>TEMPLATE!</font> a la la la allie! @ caution! <br> <font color=steelblue>NOTES!</font> N/A </font> [/dohtml] |
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| Radiance | Sep 13 2009, 05:12 PM Post #5 |
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| Azura | Sep 14 2009, 04:16 AM Post #6 |
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Date: Winter 16th Outfit: Yellow winter outfit Tag: Wesley ~~~~~~ There was so much to do for the festival! Eva was busy throughout the morning, trying to make herself useful with tasks like putting up decorations, mixing fruit drinks, and setting up tables. She'd never really participated in winter festivals back at her hometown, but here it seemed like it would be a lot of fun. She was especially looking forward to ice skating on the pond. After she finished up everything she could inside the mansion, she decided to venture outside to see how the festival was taking shape. She was not at all disappointed by what she saw. A view of the estate unfolded in front of her, and she looked on with awe. The place had been transformed into a winter wonderland! Her greedy eyes took in the sights of the pond and the snow-covered lawn. But the center of attention was really the giant hot pot, where the mayor was busy cooking up a fierce dish. "Oh! That man." Eva noticed that the mayor had forgotten to bring a scarf again. He was always thinking of everyone's well-being except for his own. She 'tsk'ed affectionately, and dashed back into the mansion to fetch a thick wool scarf to bring to him. On the way she also stopped for some hot cocoa, and in a few minutes she arrived at the hot pot. "How's the dish coming along?" She peeked inside to sneak a taste from the hot pot, but the mayor batted her away. With a laugh, Eva stepped away from the pot and wrapped the scarf snugly around the mayor's neck. There was a loud yell from the pond as a man surfaced up from the water. There were always a few adventurous souls around, and here was one of them. Eva smiled and walked over. "You've got guts, buddy." Crouching down, she offered the swimmer her extra cup of hot cocoa, trying to get as close as possible without getting splashed. |
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| Midnight Sleeper ♪ | Sep 14 2009, 05:48 AM Post #7 |
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The Time: Winter 16, Early Afternoon The Peeps: Will|The Cute Tree Loving Girl (Chou) --- Feeling the young girl’s shoulders tensing up, Will sheepishly retracts his hand. The guy really needs to work on the whole personal space thing, even if it was in a friendly manner. As the girl turns about, he can’t help but be drawn to her eyes, the sun colored hue of them being a definite contrast to his gray ones. But her eyes definitely seem to suit her well, matching up well with her brownish orange hair and the slight blush that is she is currently sporting on her cheeks, at least in Will’s opinion. Watching as the girl responds to his comments, Will can’t help but continue to smile as she quickly reaches towards her head, only to be treated to a now slightly unaligned cap and a fairly decent helping of snow. Seeing the deposit of cold fluff on the girl’s head is enough to remind Will to run a hand through his own hair, the distraction of the cute girl nearly crashing and burning being enough to cause the man to temporarily forget all about whatever snow covered woes he might have himself. The relative silence is broken up though as the girl responds. ”I’m fine!” She replies, a few decibels lower than what could technically be considered a shout. Enough to cause Will to raise an eyebrow in surprise anyways. “Well, she seems to be okay, at least…poor girl seems to be a bit nervous. Probably just embarrassment…probably.” Will continues to look at the girl as she quickly covers her mouth with her hands. While feeling bad for the poor lass for seemingly being a tad embarrassed, Will can’t help but continue to smile at her reactions. If she is this high spirited and animated while being nervous, the man figures it’s a safe bet that she would probably be pretty fun to be around when she’s in a more positive mind frame. Will gets taken out of his thoughts again though as the girl speaks again, this time a little more composed. “Thank you for asking.” Smiling and nodding at the girl, Will opts to press on with the conversation. No sense in leaving things at a pat on the shoulder and an inquiry about her general well being, after all. Not the music man’s style. “Heh…sorry if I gave you a bit of a scare there. But to be fair, watching someone smack into a tree headfirst is a good way to give me a bit of a scare. I’m glad that you’re okay.” Will nods to the girl, laughing as he lightly slaps himself in the forehead. “But where the heck are my manners? My name’s Will Fortune!” At the mention of his name, the man extends his hand. “And it’s a pleasure to meet you, miss…?” |
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| amaranthine | Sep 16 2009, 01:13 PM Post #8 |
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[dohtml] <font face=georgia> <center> <font color=steelblue size=5.5>i've endured a thousand tears or more</font><br><br> <font color=black size=1.5>I'M WAITING, I'M PRAYING, REALIZE, START HATING.</font><br> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></font></center> <font face=georgia> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></center> <br> <br> <font color=steelblue>DATE!</font> Winter 16thth, 06. <br> <font color=steelblue>TAG!</font> Will Fortune <br> <font color=steelblue>OUTFIT!</font> Winter Outfit <br> <font color=steelblue>TEMPLATE!</font> a la la la allie! @ caution! <br> <font color=steelblue>NOTES!</font> N/A </font> [/dohtml] |
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| Midnight Sleeper ♪ | Sep 17 2009, 10:57 PM Post #9 |
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As a smile finally breaks across the girl’s face, Will feels a little more at ease. Definitely a lot nicer to see her smiling than wearing that look of worry on her face. After a few seconds, the girl reaches for his hand to shake it. ”I’m Chou. It’s nice to meet you too!” Grinning as the girl’s soft hand entwines with his, Will nods in acknowledgement at his newfound buddy’s name. Chou…certainly nice and catchy. Unique enough to remember, so bonus points there. As the duo releases hands, Will notices Chou glance off towards the Mayor’s estate. Sure enough, there seems to be a decent enough turnout for this little shindig, and by the looks of some of the stuff that is going into the kettle, dinner is sure to provide some entertainment. ”Do you know what’s going on here?” His attention focused back on Chou, Will nods and grins. Clearing his throat, Will begins his little spiel. “Come join us on Winter 16 at beautiful Chrysocolla Estate for our Mid-Winter Festival! Enjoy several festivities, such as ice skating, snowball fights, building snowmen, or for you adventurous types, take the challenge and see just how long you can last in the frozen pond! Of course, please enjoy and contribute to our hot pot dinner! All of this and more!” Pausing for a brief moment, Will laughs and shakes his head. “Or something like that. It was on the bulletin board in the lobby over at Bluebird Gateway. I didn’t really get a chance to read too much of it.” Will grins before continuing. “The ice skating sounded like fun to me anyways…say, if you don’t have anything else to do, would you care to join me? All I got to do is chuck in my little hot pot contribution and I‘m good to go.” |
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| amaranthine | Sep 18 2009, 05:53 PM Post #10 |
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[dohtml] <font face=georgia> <center> <font color=steelblue size=5.5>i've endured a thousand tears or more</font><br><br> <font color=black size=1.5>I'M WAITING, I'M PRAYING, REALIZE, START HATING.</font><br> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></font></center> <font face=georgia> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></center> <br> <br> <font color=steelblue>DATE!</font> Winter 16thth, 06. <br> <font color=steelblue>TAG!</font> Will Fortune <br> <font color=steelblue>OUTFIT!</font> Winter Outfit <br> <font color=steelblue>TEMPLATE!</font> a la la la allie! @ caution! <br> <font color=steelblue>NOTES!</font> N/A </font> [/dohtml] |
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| Midnight Sleeper ♪ | Sep 19 2009, 12:11 AM Post #11 |
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The Time: Winter 16 The Peeps: Will/Chou -- Gauging Chou’s expressions as he recites the Festival advertisement, or at least what he remembers of it, Will can’t help but beam as the girl seems to grow more and more happier. Definitely nice to see that she is quite the cheerful person when she isn’t blushing. After tossing out the ice skating offer, Will actually lets out an amused chuckle at the girl’s little makeshift cheer routine. That’s probably a yes… ”I’ve never gone ice skating before…I’d love to try!” Yep, definitely a yes there. Nice to see that Chou is outgoing. Couldn’t ask for a better way to break the ice…figuratively, not literally, of course. Chou taking a dive in the pond or crashing through himself isn’t exactly sounding like the funnest of things after all. Shaking the negative image out of his head, Will turns his attention back to the quite eager girl that is nearly hopping up and down at the moment. Chou definitely gets bonus points for wanting to try ice skating. She can’t be as bad as Jill was starting out, at least. And if she is…well, Will doesn’t think that he’ll have to restrain Chou from trying to slice any hecklers with her skates. Cringing slightly at the memory, Will quickly shakes it off and looks down at the chipper girl in front of him. “Aw, no problems there, Chou! It’s not as tough as it seems. You’ll do fine!” Smiling and shooting the girl a thumbs up, Will takes a step towards the pond, pausing briefly as he feels something press up against his chest. Reaching into his winter coat, the young man mentally slaps himself as he pulls out his little hot pot contribution; a simple tomato, the white sky overhead glimmering off of it. His gaze jumping from the tomato, to the hot pot, and finally back to Chou, Will’s eyes seem to light up. Muttering a quick ‘just a minute’ to his fellow festival going patron, Will runs over to the pot and the mayor. “Hiya there! I’m guessing that you’re the mayor, hmm?” Will pauses briefly as the man nods in acknowledgement. “Great! Well, this little beauty here is the contribution from that lovely little lady there.” Will chuckles slightly. “She kind of had a bit of a tumble and almost dropped it, so I’ve been holding onto it for safekeeping…er, sorry that I forgot to bring something myself.” Will hands over the bright red fruit as he chuckles nervously and rubs the back of his neck. Looking at the tomato and then back at the chuckling man, the mayor’s eyebrow raises. “So this is her contribution, then?” “Yes sir. Yes it is.” Will replies, slightly embellishing the truth as he does so. “Sorry that I forgot again.” “Hmm…no problem.” The mayor replies, smirking at the black haired man. “Hope you have a good time.” “Yes sir!” Will replies, making his way back over to Chou. Snickering as he looks back over his shoulder, the man turns his attention back to the brownish-orange haired girl. “Silly me for forgetting my hot pot ingredient, hmm?” Will replies, winking at the girl. “Must be because I’m new in town or something…well then, shall we give this skating bit a whirl?” |
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| amaranthine | Sep 19 2009, 02:38 AM Post #12 |
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[dohtml] <font face=georgia> <center> <font color=steelblue size=5.5>i've endured a thousand tears or more</font><br><br> <font color=black size=1.5>I'M WAITING, I'M PRAYING, REALIZE, START HATING.</font><br> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></font></center> <font face=georgia> <font size=5>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></center> <br> <br> <font color=steelblue>DATE!</font> Winter 16thth, 06. <br> <font color=steelblue>TAG!</font> Will Fortune <br> <font color=steelblue>OUTFIT!</font> Winter Outfit <br> <font color=steelblue>TEMPLATE!</font> a la la la allie! @ caution! <br> <font color=steelblue>NOTES!</font> N/A </font> [/dohtml] |
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| Alix | Sep 19 2009, 11:27 PM Post #13 |
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| Midnight Sleeper ♪ | Sep 20 2009, 01:25 AM Post #14 |
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The Peeps: Will/Chou The Event: Skating! -- Humming quietly to himself as he and Chou make their way to the pond, Will pauses as he feels a hand gently grab onto his jacket. Looking to his side, he notices that Chou is the culprit. Looking at the smiling girl slightly confused for a few moments, she finally speaks. ”That was very nice of you. Thank you.” Laughing at the girl’s thanks as well as the blush growing on her face, Will waves a hand in front of her in dismissal. “Oh, it’s no trouble at all, Chou.” Will grins as he pats the girl on her head. “That’s what friends are for! I know your name and you’re nice…definitely a friend in my book!” Giving the girl a thumbs up, the duo continue on to the pond. Will’s grin continues to grow on his face as he sees the pond in the distance. There are a few people skating on the pond, but not enough where it could be considered crowded by any means. Continuing to scan about, Will points towards the outskirts of the pond to where the skate rentals are taking place. Leading the way, Will makes his way down and puts down about 200G on the table. “Two please.” Will happily chirps, motioning to Chou as he does so. Grinning happily as he gets his skates, the black haired man hurries over to a nearby bench to switch up his footwear. Humming as he laces up, Will turns his attention over to the counter to watch as Chou gets her skates. This should definately prove to be interesting, to be sure... -- ((I didn't see any cost for skate rental, so lemme know if I wound up unintentionally being a cheapskate. ^_^)) |
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| Ricochet | Sep 20 2009, 04:13 AM Post #15 |
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Ulysses had stopped by the store the other day to pick up some rice for the hotpot, it being about the only thing that made sense for him to bring as he was unable to be growing anything himself. He just hoped it would work in all right with what was already in the hotpot. He was holding onto it carefully as he and his nephew left their house and traveled down to the Mayor's Estate. Upon reaching the grounds, Ulysses lengthed his stride to catch up with the ten-year-old leading the way and tapped on his shoulder. He knelt as Trey turned to see what the matter was. "Trey, why don't you take this on over to give the mayor; you see him there, standing at the bog 'ol pot right over there?" Ulysses questioned the child, whom was looking over to where his Uncle was pointing and nodded. Ulysses handed the boy their contribution. Ulysses stood as he watched Trey run over and hand the rice to the mayor, who took it was a smile and thanked the young child, smiling and waving at Ulysses as well when he saw then man, then he turned to add it into the mix. Ulysses returned the wave, and smiled as Trey returned. "Well now, what shall we do first? ... There seem to be several activities here to choose from..." Ulysses commented, taking a step forward as he looked around. Trey's smile widened as he looked around, nodding, his mind a whirl with many ideas and plots of things to get into...but one was sticking a little higher above the others. Shifting off to the side, Trey leaned over and scooped up himself a nice little ball of snow. Patting it down some, he had a little devilish smirk on his face as he aimed it at his Uncle, whom was still looking around, and threw it. "Hey!" Ulysses yelped as he suddenly got hit in the back, and with a grin turned around to see what his nephew was up to. Of course, Trey had the most angelic expression on his little face. "I decided what we should do first, Uncle." He said, very calmly. Ulysses let out a small laugh, nodded his head, and pounced forward. Trey's eyes widened and he began to head for the lawn, for more snow for the snowball making. Ulysses had, along the way, got himself a snowball and was patting it down, preparing to throw it at his nephew. ... Well, when he threw it, Trey had ducked, but that wasn't the only problem here - Ulysses' aim must have been off a fair amount as well - because his snowball went sailing through the air and an unfamiliar young woman holding a cup of hot cocoa was directly in its path. As soon as he realized it, Ulysses' eyes grew wide and he was filled with regret. Perhaps too late, he called out to the woman, "Watch out!" ------------------------ ((OoC: Soleil Luna Oriana, a snowball is heading your way. XD; ... ^^;; )) |
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