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  • Randomosity Re: Head to head

    Coke all the way. tennis shoes vs. flip flops

    Aug 25, 2008
  • Randomosity Re: Head to head

    Hey, It's Emery. Linkin Park, I don't know who Skillet is VS: Johnny Depp vs. Orlando Bloom

    Aug 24, 2008
  • Archive Re: A Different Kind of Storybook

    Peter, walking, 5:53- As Peter walked down the road rain began to fall more steadily. He didn't care at this point how wet he got. Most likely he would just ...

    Aug 24, 2008
  • Archive Re: The Breed 2

    Joseph Konner- I arranged for one of my jets to pick Jenna, Teagan, and Sam up and bring them to London. I fell onto my bed and loosened my tie. ...

    Aug 23, 2008
  • Archive Re: A Different Kind of Storybook

    Peter, Morgue, 5:45 Peter kept his right hand clenched in a fist. He wasn't sure what had compelled him to touch the body, with out his gloves on, but now ...

    Aug 23, 2008
  • Archive Re: Army Wives

    Kal- They weren't kidding about being drunk making it hard to drive. All of the traffic lights and head lights were so much brighter and he was having a hard ...

    Aug 22, 2008
  • Archive Re: A Different Kind of Storybook

    Peter, Morgue, 530 p.m. Peter came back in and pulled his gloves off, throwing them in the garbage can. He put his hands on his hips and walked up to ...

    Aug 22, 2008
  • Archive Re: A Different Kind of Storybook

    Peter, Morgue- 520p.m. Peter nodded as Alanna spoke taking mental notes. Drew also seemed to be taking notes, lots of notes. In code. Peter pulled on the blue plastic gloves ...

    Aug 21, 2008
  • Archive Re: A Different Kind of Storybook

    Peter: Peter walked over to the table where he had left his jacket and picked it up. He pulled it on and looked over at Sam, "I'm ready." He said. ...

    Aug 19, 2008
  • Archive Re: Army Wives

    Kal- Kal sat up and stared at the clock. He had only been out an hour or so. He was still drunk so the headache hadn't set in yet. He ...

    Aug 19, 2008
  • Archive Re: Ink and Tongue

    Making a fahionably late entrance! Charis- She could almost smell the sunrise on the horizon as she rode lazily on the back of a black mustang she had stolen. She ...

    Aug 19, 2008
  • Archive Re: A Different Kind of Storybook

    Peter- Peter walked back into the room to see Alanna and another man on the stage introducing themselves. From what he gathered nobody had any idea who this Black Fox ...

    Aug 19, 2008
  • OOC Archive Re: Ink and Tongue DT

    hey sorry I have been everyone still at the inn? What is going on?? Ah help me!

    Aug 18, 2008
  • Archive Re: A Different Kind of Storybook

    Peter Davin- "Excuse me for a second," Peter said to Alanna and stood to leave the dining room. It was stuffy and very very quiet in there and he was ...

    Aug 14, 2008
  • Welcome Mat Re: Normal Really isn't my style

    Whoa whoa whoa, who says your mom gets to make you be anything??? When one turns eighteen one can legally do whatever they want. It is a perk of living. ...

    Aug 13, 2008


The bigger the issue, the smaller you write. Remember that. You don’t write about the horrors of war. No. You write about a kid’s burnt socks lying on the road. You pick the smallest manageable part of the big thing, and you work off the resonance.
— Richard Price