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Born: May 25, 2011 Forum Topics Started: 5
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RealmSon of a Preacher Man
Created by Quinn Harper
RealmWait a minute, Mr. Postman
Created by Quinn Harper
NeighborhoodLet's Snap
Created by Ella Donovan
RealmThe Ritual
Created by Gideon Abernathy
RealmCall my name, and I'll be gone
Created by Quinn Harper
Solomon King 09/17/17 Quinnie
No, I'm not seeing anyone. Serial bachelor, remember?
You'll understand once you meet her. It's something that sort of needs to be explained face to face. But I think you'll like her.
Solomon King 09/17/17 Quinnie
Alright, we're gonna have to agree to disagree on what you deserve. You're bananas.
I miss you too! I've been good. I've got someone that I'd like you to meet when I go visit, btw.
Solomon King 09/17/17 Quinnie
Well, while I don't believe that anyone will ever be good enough for you, I'm really happy for you Quinnie.
Hopefully I'll get down there soon to see you guys!
Solomon King 09/17/17 Quinnie
I'd say I do. But don't tell anyone, they'll realize I'm not a mean old grizzly bear. Why?
Jameson Orlav 09/15/17 Jameson has been tasked. Well, it's not really a task, per say. More like, some smelly werewolf who lives in the mansion upstairs had insisted that he take these odd looking severed heads and deliver each of them to a respective patron. The Doctor doesn't quite understand why, but he doesn't actually care in the least. Tiberius, as he had introduced himself, had paid him a pretty penny to see that the deed got done.

Whatever. It worked in his favor.

He doubted that the mutt had expected him to put his own spin on the delivery, however. Jameson waited until the guy fled to go out and find some pretty pink boxes. White ribbons would accompany the painted cardboard- tied at the top into fancy, frilly bows. There's no way that any unsuspecting victim would come to realize what was actually inside of the box until it had been delivered.

Deranged doesn't even begin to encompass Jameson Orlav. To each person he drops off a box. While they're away, of course. His last encounter inside the house had brought immediate trouble for Ella. He would look to avoid that this time, if it was possible.

To Gideon, Quinn, and Ella herself. Inside each of their rooms they'd find a box. For Quinn and Gideon, their room would house two.

For Quinn;
The second head saw bare lips, eyelids naked but with full rouge. With his fingers, Tiber smeared the cream over the hollowed cheeks of the woman, imitating a full scarlet blush. This head was going to Quinn Harper. The only woman who had ever succeeded in making him whole. Quinn always pulled warmth from within the icy pits of him. She gave his life purpose, and chipped away at him until all that was left was love and affection.

And yo, there's no sign that Jameson has been here. Just so we're clear. Let's all relax on the coronary front for now.
Gideon Abernathy 09/14/17 Thanks, beautiful.

You were successful in stealing $938.00 from Quinn Harper.
Ella Donovan 09/12/17 New Snap
"I love your face!"
The Reverend 09/12/17 The Reverend’s phone chimed in his pocket, distracting him from the task at hand. Muttering an excuse to his guest, he stepped away and removed the cell from his pocket with a hand marred by profoundly bloodied knuckles. His brow screwed up in bemusement at the sight of a notification of a match from Tinder. Tinder? He didn’t remember downloading this app.

Going on the assumption that it’d been a prank by one of his siblings, he opened the app out of curiosity. Who could’ve matched with him? Surprisingly, it was a very beautiful woman – blond, with warm, kind eyes. Huh.

Right, so now what. He was supposed to swipe, right? How to accept the match.. this way?

With a swipe of his thumb, her smiling face disappeared. And so did his. He grimaced at the screen. “What the-.. “

“Right. You’re supposed to swipe right.” The voice came from somewhere behind him, weak and croaky with exhaustion.

Shut. Up.” He hissed in return, quickly pocketing his phone and returning to his task. He’d try to figure out how to bring the match back up later. He moved smoothly to a corner of the room, meticulously retrieved a choice blade from a selection laid out on a table, and returned to his guest.
Ella Donovan 09/11/17 New snap
Alcohol always works ;)
Saito Eiji 09/11/17 It essentially means YIKES.
Ella Donovan 09/10/17 Lufcuh
Yass of course I have snapchat! EllaJ4ev. We can snapchat all day!
Ella Donovan 09/10/17 Lufcuh
Yes! We can FaceTime our shots too. I miss you bunches. I can't wait until you come home.
Ella Donovan 09/10/17 Lufcuh
Everything is fine here. I'm doing OK. James and I are hanging out more. How are you? I miss our morning shots.
Ella Donovan 09/10/17 Lufcuh
Drink first and maybe it will help your headache.
Ella Donovan 09/10/17 Lufcuh
No. Do you have a gnarly headache?
Tiber Loche 09/10/17 Tiber reread text many times after it had come in on his phone. At first he thumbs a fast reply. Okay. Always ready to do as Quinn pleased. A simple word communicated from her and he could be gone. But it's not that easy. He's not as strong as the urges inside of him. He isn't as formidable as the other half of his existence that continuously fought for or dominance over his body and his mind.

The next reply was longer, and more defiant. I can't, and I won't. Tiber deleted that one, too, after threatening to crush the phone beneath the brute strength of his bare hands. It takes him hours to decide whether he would respond. It would be easier if he didn't. His fight has almost burned out entirely, flickering heartily from both ends of the stick.


I can't stop him, Quinn.

There is no universe that exists where Quinn wouldn't understand what he meant. Somehow he would need to find a way to convey that remaining out of sight was the best that he could do to keep her safe. For now. But there was no place for him to hide. There never had been.
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
This day couldn't get any worse. First I'm ugly, now this.
Kidding, I'll live. Be there soon.
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
Don't touch my pillow!
I like it cold.
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
Fine, fine...
No, don't say anything... it'll just another whole thing...
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
I'm offended.
I'm not trying to impress him.
You apparently prefer my beard, too.
You wound me.
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
It's me without my beard, apparently!
If I pour Miracle Grow on my face, do you think it would work?
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
Eiji was right.
I do look thug nasty.
Why didn't you tell me before??
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
Okay. Love you too.

Another quick one.
Be honest.
Do I look...better?
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
Serious question.
Do I look "thug nasty" without my beard?
Gideon Abernathy 09/08/17 Out of his peripheries, he watches as Quinn reads the note. Her body language shifts, taking her even further into the defensive. He welcomes her easily into an embrace, attempting to soothe her while he himself is incredibly tense. His eyes are trained on the crumpled paper, mind racing at one hundred miles a second.

"I won't let him get you, Quinn. You're safe here, with me."

There's hardly a line Gideon wouldn't cross when it comes to the woman, short of directly causing her bodily harm. Should Tiber choose to reappear, he can't guarantee his reaction. There's never a moment of rest for them, and Tiber is poking the sleeping bear in the eye.

Gideon protects what he loves. It's a lesson he'll only teach once.
Gideon Abernathy 09/08/17 After they had returned back to the house, she'd made a beeline for the bathroom. Not seconds later, and he heard the shower turn on. He wanted to offer her some form of comfort, after what she'd just witnessed, but he feels he has no room to.

Then he found the note.

It is currently crumpled up in his hand, the words burned into his line of vision. What he did was reckless, and it leads Gideon to believe he will stop at nothing. Truthfully, he considers not telling Quinn; after what she'd been through, it would just be another blow to her already weakened psyche.

But lying to her would prove more detrimental, and he knows that. So he waits. It seems like ages before the shower turns off, but it does eventually. And when she finally enters the bedroom, he sets the note on the bed, right in her line of vision, before a shaking hand runs through his hair.

"You had a visitor while we were...preoccupied."
Tiber Loche 09/08/17 We're not going to waste any time on the 'how's. Straight to the point, was that Quinn would arrive back in her room. Wherever it was that she was staying, because honestly it did not matter.

Where Quinn Harper went, Tiber was never far behind. Even if he was, like a ghost over her shoulder, he was there.

When she arrived, she'd find a note folded delicately upon her pillow. It would be easy to overlook since the creamy color of the paper blended with the pale fabric of the pillowcase. A messy scrawl on the inside would be identifiable right away.

Don't forget me.
I'm sorry.

Tiber could do his best to try and stop Quinn from whatever it was she was about to do.
But he owed her this. Her freedom.
Gideon Abernathy 08/31/17 There is something in the air around Valar Morghulis, a creeping sense of foreboding. It's hard to pinpoint and since they don't spend much time in the main house, they wouldn't have noticed the new arrival. Gideon had watched as Quinn had made her way over to grab some sugar, but it's when she reappears that he comes to attention.

She makes a beeline for him, and he stops in his path of mowing, taking in her demeanor. Eyes rove over her face, noting the obvious discomfort there, and as soon as her hand touches him, he stiffens, expecting the worst.

There's a man in the house, Giddy. He was trying to get in the basement.

Black as pitch, his eyes flash angrily. There must have been some sort of altercation between the two, that much is evident on her face. Gideon's learned to trust his gut when it comes to these sort of things, and his gut is telling him that something's off. Not just with the unknown man, either, but within the crew itself.

"Where the fvck is Ella? I think it's time we have a meeting."
Jameson Orlav 08/31/17 The girl side steps in order to block him from the entrance. He can't blame her, really. She's helping to protect Ella and their assets, which he can get behind. But she doesn't know what she's protecting, exactly. Cute.

"I take it Ella hasn't been forthcoming about what exactly is in the basement." Jameson leans in then, close enough so that he can smell the invisible beads of fear gathering at the back of her neck. "You should ask her sometime. And then I'd be happy to show you."

With that, he takes a step back, hands in the air. "Have fun protecting that knob. I'll hit the bulkhead."
Jameson Orlav 08/31/17 Jameson can already smell her. His prize. His treat. The woman tied and bound in the basement, waiting for him to return. By now, she's had plenty of time to marinade in her own fear. It was a delectable taste that would embedded itself into the pockets of her flesh and bone. His mouth almost begins to water at the thought.

But then he's interrupted by a mess of blonde. Some petite girl who stops him and questions him as he tries to slip into the dark corridors of his sanctuary. She puts on a brave face, and Jameson would give her the satisfaction of taking the bait. His dark, gloomy eyes once her over. This was the girl Ella had told him about.

"Quinn, right?" Jameson's head tilts, his composure as flat and cool as ever. "Pleasure. I'm not lost at all. In fact, I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. Right now, I'm going to go downstairs and enjoy my dinner in peace. Unless you'd care to join me...?"

He can't help himself. Jameson is a sadistic little sh-t.
Saito Eiji 08/30/17 I need you to not tell me how to live.
I'll bring catnip.
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 The name picked, he focuses all attention on her as she takes her place at his side. An arm hooks under and around her, pulling her as close as possible as he listens to her qualms. He presses his lips to her forehead for a long moment, putting all the appreciation in the world into the gesture, before responding.

"I've never had a lot of things before I had you. I've never had a party period, so you're already doing more for me than anyone else. I've never received a gift before this one," he gestures to the sleeping kitten, smiling fondly down at her. "There'll be plenty of chances for future surprise parties. Don't fret, mi alma." The term of endearment slips his tongue without him even realizing. He brings that out of him, that comfortable feeling.

Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 He considers, then grins. "What about Eclair? She looks kind of like one, yes?" Picking the feline, he slips down into a laying position and places her on his chest. "What do you think? Baby Clairie?"

The kitten settles in for a clearly much needed nap, and he takes a moment to look Quinn over. A frown sets in, and his hand reaches over to takes hers, trailing a thumb over the back of it lightly.

"Are you upset that Eiji ruined the surprise?"
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Oh.

He pockets the phone, no need to type out anything else, and books it the few feet it takes to bring him back to their shared space. Practically dive-bombing the bed, he presses sweet, fervent kisses all over her face, the kitten clutched to his chest protectively. When he's done showing thanks, he sets the bewildered creature on the bed in front of them to explore.

"Look how cute she is." It's an unnecessary whisper, and the giddiness in his voice is uncharacteristic, to say the least. The kitten curls into a ball between them, and he all but loses his sh-t.

"I'm so bad at naming things," he confesses. "I've only ever had one pet before, and I named it...well, you know."
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
She has such tiny feet.

And this nose.

Come home. I need help naming her.
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 He frowns at the text. Hesitation pulses through him before he takes the first steps toward her old cabin. He stops at the front door, reconsidering as he looks down at his phone once more. If he knows Quinn - and he does - she's upset that his surprise party got ruined. And as much as he hates surprises, he would've smiled and played along, solely for her happiness.

He begins typing out a text, but soft mewing, faint as a whisper, catches his attention. Pushing the door open, he steps through and waits. There it is again. Coming from the bedroom, just as she said. He feels his heart quicken as he opens the door.

Blue eyes stare up at him as the little creatures mews excitedly. Bending down, he scoops it up, staring at it with a darkened gaze. "Well, look at you. Pretty little girl, aren't you." The purring is enough of a response, and against his wishes, he already adores the damn thing.

Taking her in one arm, he pulls his phone back out and deletes the text before typing a new message.

Does she have a name?
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
...the damage is done.
Who's bringing a cat toy?
Are you playing a joke on me?
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
Are you mad?
Saito Eiji 08/29/17 Omg, you were serious?
He's like 40! I think.
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
I once baited him into a trap with cake.
He'll be there.
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
Okay, fiiiine, just don't tell anyone.
I believe you.
Also, Eiji's coming.
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
You took it too literally. It was a joke.
Also, are you throwing me a surprise party?
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
I don't know.
I told him, thinking he was you, that we weren't actual friends.
Now I have to deal with his emotions.
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
I can tell you, with no degree of uncertainty, that his number hasn't changed.
Also, now that you're associated with me, that's going to happen.
I told you, he's got a stick up his ass. Now you get sh-thead Eiji. Like I do.
Nobody wanted to believe me back then...
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 Quinn
He's does that.
You gotta learn how to properly stroke him.
Saito Eiji 08/29/17
Saito Eiji 08/26/17
Gideon Abernathy 08/23/17 Quinn's Super Regular Phone
The beauty of it is it'll grow back.
Gotta look professional.
Also, I feel naked.
Gideon Abernathy 08/23/17 Quinn's Super Regular Phone
I did shave.
Sometimes shaving such excellency makes you stronger.
What do you think? Nice comments only.
Gideon Abernathy 08/20/17 The response catches him off guard, and it's all he can do to hold her gaze. Instead of words, he conveys his appreciation and admiration by pressing a kiss to her forehead for a long moment before wrapping her up in an easy hug. "I don't know what I did to deserve you," is muttered into her hair. He's painfully aware of how good she is, and people like Gideon don't often get graced with that kind of beauty. He'll do all he can to bask in that light.

When he finally pulls away from her, their fingers intertwine once more, as he's not willing to fully break contact. Flicking on the light, the better to actually see, he pulls Quinn over to the counter to show off their plunder. "I got all your unsavory requests. And your cookie dough is in the fridge. How would the birthday girl like to begin?"
Gideon Abernathy 08/19/17 Her reaction to the surprise is all the reward he needs, but she affords him a kiss anyway. Fingers entwined, he steps to her side as she takes in her sweet surprise, a soft, happy grin ever-present on his lips. Seeing her this excited is an inexplicable high for the man, and in the back of his mind, he realizes the lengths he would go to keep her that happy.

"Well, I got three boxes of twenty, and I got all but three on there, so I'd say fifty-seven. Why, is it too much?" Having never done this sort of thing, he's unsure of the amount of candles is proper, and while he was in the store, he couldn't remember if she had specified when she was explaining the odd ritual to him. So his deliberation was the more candles, the better.

She wraps her arms around him, and his own easily snake around her waist, holding her gently but firmly to him. "I told you, we're going to celebrate." It's a solid minute before he's willing to let her go, and when he does, that characteristic smirk dons his features. "I believe we made a promise to each other, something along the lines of we'd always tell each other our wish. So? What'd you wish for?"
Ella Donovan 08/18/17 Lufcuh
They want you to be happy and dance for them: 👏🏻
Gideon Abernathy 08/18/17 As he looks over the paper, his nose wrinkles in distaste. "We may die tonight." It's only a half-jest; peas on pizza? Could it be that she is trying to kill him? Shaking his head incredulously, he folds the paper and pockets it. "If I think of something else, I'll grab it." With that, he presses a kiss to the top of her head, patting Cheeto as he walks by as well. "I'll be back."

Time slips by quickly as he runs his errands, and when he returns, he's laden with bags, and a small box. Trying to be sneaky, he slips into the dark kitchen, unsure of where she is but thrilled that he can set up his surprise. The box is placed on the table as he lays out the contents of the bags and proceeds to place them where necessary. Two jars of the strongest moonshine he could find, any ingredients you could think of to put on a pizza, as well as her precious cookie dough. He comes prepared, as always.

Once that's all situated, he sets about fiddling with the box. Inside is the most gooey, sickeningly sweet cake he could find. Truthfully, it didn't matter if it was eaten; it could go straight in the trash for all he cares. It was the message that he is most concerned with. Written across the chocolate icing, in white lettering, are the words Happy Re-Birthday, Miss Harper, and he is now busying himself with covering it with as many candles as it will hold while still being legible.

Again, the point isn't to eat it.

Once everything is in place, and the candle are all lit, he stands back and observes it. Satisfied, he sends her a quick text.

I'm in the kitchen.

He then quickly shuts off the lights and is slightly amazed how the flame from the candles lights up the room. Eyes wide, he types out another quick text.

Also, I may have started a small fire.
Gideon Abernathy 08/18/17 He shrugs, an extremely mischievous grin on his face. "It's your party, you decide how drunk we get. Money's not an issue, so seriously, whatever you want."

Seeing her act so wholly herself is undeniably moving to the man. Her smile is easier, her laughter much more frequent, and her aura is brighter than ever. Even more so than usual, he is drawn to her, and his heart swells with adoration. Tonight would have to be perfect, she deserves it. "Maybe, but we'll be fat and happy."

After his shower, he dons a simple outfit of jeans and a white button down shirt. Lighter attire than usual, but it's hot out. He meets her in the kitchen, where he takes a seat at the large table she'd picked out and put together herself. "What did we decide on, then? I'll get going as soon as possible so we can get this party rolling."
Gideon Abernathy 08/17/17 He considers her request, mind racing before he comes to a conclusion. "I've got an idea."

Once everything is cleaned off and put away, he turns his attention wholly to her, that smile never having left his face. "I'll get a shower, you make a list. Put all your favorite pizza toppings on there, and even toppings you'd just want to try, as well as what kind of cake and alcohol you want." He remembers a conversation they had; they had talked about making different combinations of pizza once their project was done, as way of celebration.

What better time to celebrate?

"You can just relax here while I get everything. Sound good?"
Gideon Abernathy 08/17/17 Just as expected, Gideon is out in the garden when he sees Quinn's truck pull up. She told him that morning that she had to go down to the courthouse to take care of something, but she wouldn't tell him what.

And he hadn't thought about it all day or anything.

As she approaches, a tell-tale smile spread wide over her face, he wipes his dirt-covered hands on a towel. Without saying anything, she holds out a document for him to read and, without saying anything, he takes it. It's with a quirked brow that he unfolds it. A quick scan of the document, and his own grin is spreading.

Ecstatic for her, he wraps his arms around her waist and spins her around. "This is great, Quinn! We'll have to celebrate." Setting her back on her feet, he sets about cleaning up the tools he'd dirtied. "What do you want to do? Full-on party? I can run into town and grab the stuff we need." He knows this is a big deal for her; no longer sharing the same last name would allow her to more easily put that dark history behind her. Thus, whatever she wants, he'll get it for her.
Solomon King 08/16/17 Quinnie
Oh, you know. My life is always just the wrong side of weird. Seeing you would make my whole month.
Solomon King 08/16/17 Quinnie
If you want me to visit you in NOLA, I'll go visit you in NOLA. And not just for the pup. He looks like my old mutt Duke when he was a puppy!
Gideon Abernathy 08/15/17 He doesn't miss the disgruntled look, and for a moment, he regrets asking this of her. But her soft kiss reassures him, and he smiles softly. "That's my girl."

He rises from the couch, his mind racing with exactly how he wants to do this. "Sooner, rather than later. But no rush, either." Bending down, he plants his lips against her forehead before making his way to the door.

In the doorway, he stops, reconsidering. Seeming to come to a decision, he turns back. "Actually, just email it to me? I'm gong to make some flyers."

He's out the door when something some people refer to as a conscience starts overworking itself. Turning back one last time, he pops his head back into the door, annoyed with himself and this new found trait of his. "Can you make it one where she's not actually naked? I saw one where she had a rather sheer nightgown on, that one should work." Best not to make her hate him more than she already did.
Gideon Abernathy 08/15/17 Her proximity doesn't go unnoticed, and he presses an easy kiss to her hair as she settles in. While she flicks through the pictures, his eyes following every one, he feeds her Cheetos after every one he eats. And then...


Her comment causes him to scoff, nudging her shoulder with his own. "Not anywhere near as pretty as you." Taking the laptop from her, he flicks through a few more until he finds one that's much less racy. Smirking, an idea pops into his head. With the best puppy dog face he can muster - and let's be honest, it's not the best - he nudges her again.

"Is there any way you could print this off for me?" Suddenly, his gaze darkens preemptively, brow knitting together in the middle. "And before you get any ideas, it's not what you think."
Gideon Abernathy 08/15/17 "Don't look at me like that."

He knows he's asking her to go against her nature, but he also knows she can't refuse him. While she deliberates her own inner struggle, he bends down to pet the pup, who greets him with happy nips. It's only when she agrees that he grins and plops himself down next to her. He passes off the card and takes the offered chopsticks to grab a Cheeto. "I'm glad you've gotten used to this, by the way," he adds in between chewing, waving the chopsticks to indicate what he was referring to.

"I saw a few of the photos, it was...weird. She's got pictures of people fvcking, as well as close-ups of cuts and scrapes and sh-t. She also seemed pretty angry and said something about her job, blah blah blah." It's clear that Gideon didn't really give a damn, he just wanted to know if there was anything...incriminating.
Gideon Abernathy 08/15/17 The phone is easily slipped back into his pocket as he makes his way over to Quinn. The annoyance from the day before is still fresh in Gideon's mind, but he finds he's much less angry. In fact, he sees potential for the fiery redhead, and a possible place for her in the Crew.

With stipulations, of course.

His knuckles tap her door lightly before he lets himself in. Without wasting any time, he gets right into it. "I ran into a woman yesterday - well, she ran in to me - but long story short, I got mad, broke her camera, and stole the SD card out of it." He doesn't even flinch at how this information could make him appear, and instead continues on.

"Could you help me get the pictures off it?"
Gideon Abernathy 08/15/17 Quinn
You're into photography, yes?
Can I borrow your expertise?
It's important.
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/17 Sh!t, she's upset...

His shoulders sag noticeably, as if the idea of hurting her is physically weighing on him. It wasn't his intention to come off so coldly; this kind of interaction is practically foreign to him. Gideon tends to look at things logically, and logically, they wouldn't have become so attached in such a short amount of time.

On the other hand...

Shaking his head, he approaches slowly as she speaks. With careful hands, he takes the puppy from her and sets him on the floor, where he is more than content to explore his surroundings. While his heart is beating painfully in his chest, he ignores it and instead places a gentle hand under her chin. He presses a soft kiss onto her lips, conveying complete adoration in the simple gesture. This time, it is a few moments before he pulls back slightly, his gaze searching her face in hopes that he hasn't crossed a line.

Finally, he speaks. "Cheeto's a great name."
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/17 A quirked brow is the response to her approach, that tell-tale look of awe present on her face. The puppy is now squirming in his arms, trying with all his might to get over to the woman. It's a good fit, he thinks to himself, glad that they seem to like each other.

What comes next is not at all what he was expecting.

As she brings her lips to his, his eyes widen in shock. The puppy is almost dropped as his arms slacken, his guard having dropped significantly. It is a moment before he pulls away, clearing his throat and holding the dog out to her. "He doesn't have a name yet. Also, there's a collar and leash, as well as some food and bowls and what not. I got them a while ago, they're back in my room whenever you want them..."

He's rambling, so he clears his throat again. Rubbing at the back of his neck, his eyes finally find her face. He speaks, offering a small smile as he does, "I'm glad you like him."
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/17 The gift has licked his face multiple times, and while it's annoyed him, he can't help but see the charm in the little guy. The golden fur is thick and fluffy and soft to the touch; the tongue, while significantly more there than a cat's, is much less grating on the skin; and the unconditional love pouring from the small body is palpable.

All in all, a suitable surprise.

He's sure he'll find the recipient out by their project, so he doesn't bother with the main house. As they near Quinn, the little guy starts yipping excitedly, as if he already feels the energy of his new owner. "Shh, you're going to ruin the surprise," he coos softly, running a soothing hand over the soft head of the creature. Effectively, it is slightly calmed by the action. Slightly.

Popping his head in the door of the building she's in, he makes sure to hide the puppy around the wall. "Hey, I know it's a bit preemptive," he begins, his voice quaking slightly as he tries to control the wriggling pup, "but I told you I'd get you a prize for winning that bet. Soooo, here it is." Bringing the beast around the corner, in full view of the blonde, he waits, barely breathing, for her reaction.

Gideon Abernathy 08/10/17 At her words, his hands instantly drop to his pockets. Wide-eyed, his gaze falls on the wad of cash in her clutches, and at first his eyes narrow. Then comes the laughter. He's not even mad about the sum; it's his own fault for keeping that much on him, and there was plenty more where that came from anyway. Money wasn't a big deal to Gideon.

The bet, however, was another matter.

"You win, fair and square. Now I have to come up with your prize. And before you ask, no, you don't get to know. It's a secret."
Gideon Abernathy 08/07/17 Disgruntled, he turns and marches away. "Damn straight, one day. I'm gonna steal so much money, you're going to beg for it back..." He continues to mutter under his breath, plotting his next attempt and cursing his own inabilities...
Gideon Abernathy 08/05/17

Quinn Loche just failed at stealing money from you!
Gideon Abernathy 08/01/17 This time, he doesn't bother to try and hide it; he's just annoyed. "Well, you had to make it more difficult!" Fingers twitch irritably as his lack of grace gets him caught for the second time in one day. It isn't long before he breaks out that signature smirk, though, and he waves the failure away with a shrug of his shoulder. "I'll catch you off guard one day. Maybe I'll give it back. Maybe I'll buy you a relatively pleasant gift instead. We won't know until we find out."
Gideon Abernathy 08/01/17 Gideon's heart skipped a beat at the prospect of being caught, and he instinctively threw his hands up, in plain sight, in hopes that she wouldn't notice. "H-hey, Quinn! Just finishing up some patchwork on these guys, you know how it is." He offered a shaky laugh, tucking his hands behind his back and bowing his way out of the awkward situation.

It wasn't as if she'd never attempted to steal from him either, but he'd loathe to be caught...
Tiber Loche 07/31/17 He can smell her before she's even approached him. Tiber knew Quinn was here. It had everything to do with his decision to seek out Ella Donovan in the first place. He was unsure of the way Quinn would react, but it bore no weight against the decision he had made to find her and be with her. There is a sense in which Quinn knew this, of that Tiberius could be sure. It was only a matter of time before she reached out in one respect or another. Good or bad.

And here she was.

Quinn's scent is still as intoxicating as Tiber remembers, the very essence of her igniting an eagerness inside of him and consuming his body in a blaze. But his elation is extinguished as quickly as it had arisen, as the shaky unsurety of Quinn's voice sticks a pin through the heart of his jest. The man had expected nothing less, but her eternal heartbreak would never upset him any less than the first day he had come to recognize both fear and anguish behind her once beloved stare.

Because of him.

"Quinn..." Tiber breathes life into the only word that could swell his heart. A sensation that would never beseech him. Though she refuses to meet his eyes with the soft light of her own, he still gazes down upon her, studying all of the things about her that had changed. Her shoulders seemed more square. She stood taller, and with more conviction than before. Had she become harder? Did Tiberius manage to break her spirit?

Of all worldly possibilities, that could not be true.

"Quinn, look at me." It is a simple demand, soft but firm. Tiber is more unsure than ever about Quinn's reception. But no matter her reaction, nothing would surprise him.
Ella Donovan 07/29/17 Quinnie the Winnie
Do the two of you get along???
Ella Donovan 07/29/17 Lufcuh
YOUR HUSBAND?!?!?!?!..kind of?
Ella Donovan 07/29/17 Lufcuh
I took a screenshot. Here it is! Do you know him??
Ella Donovan 07/29/17 Lufcuh
I'm not sure his last name??? Is that bad??
Solomon King 07/25/17 Quinnie
I have a little brother?
Gideon Abernathy 07/24/17 Quinn
Sleep tight, Quinn.
Gideon Abernathy 07/24/17 The pang in his chest was unfamiliar, and he had to read the text a few times to full register it. You'd never lie to me, right? You're a good person, and good people don't lie. He wanted so badly for that to be true... Something about Quinn and her innocence brought that out of him.

You got this.
Gideon Abernathy 07/24/17 Quinn
They're not generally a good thing, because it means that person has lied to you about some aspect of who they are. And it's usually someone you've invested a bit of time and energy into.
Ahhh... I guess you could say it's like a documentary, but it's more like a reality show peppered with documtary-esque vibes.
Gideon Abernathy 07/24/17 Quinn
It's called catfishing, and it's a huge predicament in this age of new technology and new methods of dating. People are usually self-conscious, so they'll lie to make themselves seem better, or they just have malicious intent.
There's a whole show about it. It's my guilty pleasure.
Gideon Abernathy 07/24/17 Quinn
You matched?
Quinn, he's in his sixties... Either you're matching with a fake person, or you're actually matching with Ron Jeremy, and I don't know which is worse.
Ella Donovan 07/23/17 Lufcuh
I've tried looking for him. It's probably their ugly psycho wives hiding them. Do you think?? It's not Halloween yet, but he is very talented! Maybe we could throw a Summer Halloween party?
Gideon Abernathy 07/23/17 Quinn
He makes, and also stars, in porn.
Why do you ask?
Ella Donovan 07/23/17 Lufcuh
Elouise sat on James, so he's missing. Gideon made us some scarecrows outside. Don't let them scare you! I thought a serial killer was outside my window.
Ella Donovan 07/23/17 Lufcuh
Oh no! Did you have good Margaritas at least??
Gideon Abernathy 07/15/17 -considers-
Hmm... I do like tacos... and chips...
-thought interrupted by pizza-
-stomach growls-
-ate so many cheetos, why is stomach growling-
Maybe I should be eating more real food.
-follows to the door like a puppy excited for meal time-
Gideon Abernathy 07/14/17 Oh...
-shakes head-
-much less interested-
I thought they had a new cheeto thing...
-is only slightly grumpy-
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -blinks-
What does Taco Bell have?
-looks slightly crazy-
-just overly passionate about cheetos-
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -eyes narrow-
-will overlook this transgression-
-for now-
-instantly brightens-
I love taco pizza!
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -practically jumps up and down for pizza-
-composes, eats another cheeto-
-eyes widen-
-very long pause-
-wonders if this is the be-all/end-all of their friendship-
I think people who don't like pineapple on pizza are afraid to be happy.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -Huffs, hiding own smile-
-picks up chopsticks and removes rigging-
-joins her in cheeto munching-
I've done it thus far, so I beg to differ.
But fine, I'll start eating "real food."
-makes quotations with fingers-
Only if it includes pizza.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 Oh good, I'm hopeless when it comes to food. Eat a lot of cheetos. -presses lips together, not grinning-
I believe they do.
-pauses, trying to stifle laugh-
For children. I'll get you some!
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -fights gagging from idea of cold spaghetti-
We'll have to invite him over sometime. For... cold spaghetti...
-shakes head at her clumsiness-
-is clearly amused-
-grabs tongs and offers them to her-
I didn't see anything.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -OCD eyes widen at this revelation-
A spoon, of course. You're a genius.
-doesn't know what he'd do without her-
-hands over and considers question-
I suppose, for all intents and purposes, that we are.
He's just a stuck-up pr!ck and I'd never tell him that.
I mean, come on, we'd never even be able to eat spaghetti together.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -nods-
Eiji taught me, thinks forks are barbaric or some sh-t.
-considers, then shakes head solemnly-
Eating spaghetti without twirling it around a fork is a sin.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -blinks rapidly-
-fumbles in drawers-
-holds finger up as fumbling continues-
Not to worry, just one sec...
-begins folding tiny piece of paper-
-places between chopsticks-
-wraps rubber band around-
-holds up and demonstrates automatic chopsticks-
There! For beginners! I'll add teaching you to use them to the to-do list.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -beams with pride-
-offers bag-
Want some? You can use my chopsticks...
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/17 -blinks in surprise-
-shrugs unashamedly-
My fingers are clean, at least.
-is a bit OCD-
That's definitely one for the photo album.
Gideon Abernathy 07/11/17 Quinn
Oh, definitely. That'd be best. I can't force a smile. I end up looking like a serial killer.
Gideon Abernathy 07/11/17 Quinn
Fair enough. I'm not very photogenic though, so don't get frustrated if they don't turn out.
Gideon Abernathy 07/10/17 Quinn
Only if you get my good side.
Why the interest in me as a model? Surely there are more handsome guys that'll pull in bigger bucks.
Ella Donovan 06/19/17 Lufcuh
I get it from my dad. Should I dye it another color???
Gideon Abernathy 06/18/17 -visibly jumps at sudden noise-
-runs to scream-
-grabs Quinn off chair and throws out of her "room"-
-slams door-
-proceeds with very elaborate stomp dance-
Gideon Abernathy 06/17/17 Quinn
This might be a good time to break out a tap dance routine. It'll kill the spiders and all the racket will help me to find you quicker!
Gideon Abernathy 06/17/17 Quinn
First, I am honored, and should circumstances have been different, I would treasured those gifts.
As it stands, they are not different, so where are you? We die together.
P.S Exploding a spider kind of sounds like killing it, so you'll have to fill me in to what I'm walking into.
Danielle Corvinus 06/11/17 Text:
Quinn I got your text and its nice to meet you. I'm Danielle but please call me Dani. I like to drink and party as well. Never had Moonshine but I am willing to try anything at least once.
Gideon Abernathy 06/03/17 New ghosts...
-considers, then nods-
-grins widely-
Well, so do you, I just didn't want to be left out.
When you get back, we have to work on ghost noises.
-nods gravely-
Gideon Abernathy 06/03/17 -is bewildered-
Into what?! Ghost attire?!
-looks down at own clothes-
-is unsure now-
Wait, Quinn! Should I change, too?!
Gideon Abernathy 06/03/17 -blinks rapidly-
-didn't even think of that-
We can be the ghosts.
You're a genius, Quinn.
-thinks, then shrugs-
Of course, this is your party. So if you'd rather follow the rules...
-grins and winks mischievously-
Gideon Abernathy 06/03/17 -feigns gasping-
-takes another swig for safe measure-
-offers to her-
Drink up, we're making an entrance.
Gideon Abernathy 06/03/17 -eyes widen as bag appears-
Well, who knew you had a rule-breaker side...
-takes bag, unscrews lid, and takes a swig-
-deliberates, then nods-
You're right, it is rum.
Gideon Abernathy 06/03/17 -quirks brow at nickname-
-is unphased-
Sure! Just...hold my hand if I get scared, yeah?
-pouts and quakes playfully-
Gideon Abernathy 06/03/17 -pops head around the corner-
-grins widely-
Gideon Abernathy 05/20/17 Quinn
Deal. Don't be late!
Gideon Abernathy 05/20/17 Quinn
Oh, right, details... We'll meet in the French Quarter, in front of the Cabildo. Don't worry about the parade, we'll find one together. Wear whatever you want, this city doesn't care, and you'll look great anyway. And if they don't take song requests, we'll start our own!
Gideon Abernathy 05/19/17 Quinn
Excellent! I'll bring the booze!
Gideon Abernathy 05/19/17 Quinn
Magic is one word for it... it's kind of hot... and muggy... Let's get sh-tfaced and go join one of those weird song parades they have.
Gideon Abernathy 05/18/17 Quinn
Uhhh, I don't think so. Something tells me that bears don't like hot and muggy.
Gideon Abernathy 05/11/17 -buries himself deeper in pillows-
I didn't even know I had a room.
-thinks then shrugs-
-has made himself into a pillow burrito-
I will be taking all meals here, now.
Gideon Abernathy 05/08/17 -wanders to where his name is being called-
-sees Quinn and smiles-
-then sees lots of pillows-
-collapses against them and buries face in-
Where did you find... so many... pillows?
-only comes up for air-
Ella Donovan 05/07/17 Luffcuh
Are you with him now?? Have him show you!
Ella Donovan 05/07/17 Luffcuh
Does he have an accent? It might be Orson.. and I didn't really read his profile. I just thought he was hot. I'm so relieved he isn't a twelve-year-old child.
Gideon Abernathy 05/07/17 -opens mouth to quickly call dibs-
-is not quick enough-
-disgruntled, mouth still open-
Fine.. but if you mysteriously fall out of bed in the middle of the night...
It wasn't me.
I hear there are tree dwellers that aren't particularly fond of our kind.
-nods solemnly-
Gideon Abernathy 05/07/17 -stares at phone, fascinated-
-nods solemnly-
Get the biggest, softest beds we can get.
I'll pay whatever price.
-is really, really tired-
Gideon Abernathy 05/06/17 -quirks brow-
-nods slowly-
I'm not familiar with what you're talking about at all, but let's do it.
-is determined-
Shaye Belmont 05/06/17 -blinks-
-notices other blonde-
"Really?! Thanks! I'm Shaye."
"I use a vinegar rinse.. and box hair dye from the grocery store."
-flips hair-
Gideon Abernathy 05/06/17 -eyes widen-
I slept on the floor.
Where did you even find a couch?!
Gideon Abernathy 05/06/17 -is joking, but won't let on-
-can't help but return smile-
Well, duh. I'm a top rate partier.
-is obviously lying-
I've honestly never met any of these people, so I'm thrilled to see you.
Gideon Abernathy 05/06/17 -expression softens more-
-grins widely-
'Course, Quinn.
You just have to denounce all ties to that Saito guy.
-nods gravely, but offers a small half smile-
Gideon Abernathy 05/06/17 -pulls disgusted face-
We were never friends.
-glares, then softens-
He's fine, though. Still in New York. Talked to him a few days ago.
-rolls eyes-
Gideon Abernathy 05/06/17 -laughs-
I'm good, I suppose. How are you? It's been a long time.
-eyes poking finger-
-doesn't normally like to be touched-
-supposes Quinn can have an exception-
Gideon Abernathy 05/06/17 -eyes snap up-
-sees familiar face-
-really familiar-
Ella Donovan 05/04/17 ~*~The words 'It's a match!' lit across the screen and caused a small chuckle to leave Ella's lips. She nursed the chuckle with the swig of the beer in her hand, and started up a new chat with this friendly stranger.Sending Quinn the coordinates to VM. Ella quietly prayed it wasn't like Noura said, and some stalker showed up out of breath with a box of donuts...That might not actually be the worst case scenario~*~

''Hello Quinn! Come over. You didn't have anything in your bio. Are you a catfish??''
Ella Donovan 05/04/17 ~*~ Ella had started to find a minuscule of entertainment at the number of creases in her ceiling. It was this moment she realized that she needed her own people in her sanctuary. The Order had all the people she knew, except for a very select few. She reactivated her Tinder page, and changed the About Me to reflect what she was looking for exactly. She needed a second hand person to be with her. That wouldn't mind her questionable obsession about Jameson Orlav. The friendly face lights up on her screen. Quinn? She looked nice. Grinning she swiped right. Only hoping that perhaps this nice looking Quinn would think she looked nice too. ~*~

Solomon King 05/03/17 Quinnie
I can't really blame you there. I'm sorry I haven't been around much, or.. at all for a while. I miss you too. Maybe I'll see you soon, yeah?
Solomon King 02/10/17 It was early in the morning, and Solomon was in his black jogging shorts and an old, holey t-shirt, getting prepped to start the day with a long run with Bones. The cabin smelled strongly of freshly brewed coffee, and Solomon was just pouring himself a cup when he heard a knock on his cabin door. His expression lifted when he heard the musical sound of a voice he hadn't heard in quite some time.

He opened the door with a creak, and the sleepy little blonde on his porch offered him up a sunny smile. Who needed coffee with this little ray of sunshine around, anyhow?

Offering her a genuine smile, Solomon leaned sideways on the door frame, crossing his burly arms. "I think it just might be true, Quinnie. But, you know, I could be asking you the same question. How was Mexico?"
Camille Hammond 02/10/17 -whispers-
Where can I get one of those hair ships?
Tiber Loche 11/28/16 -waves paper-
They hate you?!
Elouise Orlav 10/20/16 -streaks by-
-notices cute blonde-
-marks for death-
Carwyn Moss 06/27/16 +screams and follows suit+
+forgets about glitter+
+drops it instead+
+shattered glass and a nuclear cloud of glitter follows+
+spits and sputters+

Hell's bells and baskets; that certainly wasn't what I wanted. Covered in glitter and surrounded by lava. +shrugs+ At least we sparkle.
Mason Crowley 06/26/16 After being violently attacked by the glitter wielding girl Mason has no option but to retaliate in equal fashion.

Calling on the darkest powers at his disposal the black hearted wizard draws his energy directly from the very pits of hell and with a resounding crack of his silver tipped cane against the pavement and a shouted "Shennanigans!" A huge ball of twilight vampire sparkle erupts above the retreating girl's head to coat her as she tried to make good her escape.
Carwyn Moss 06/26/16 I bet, you’re the kind of friend that if I declare the floor to be hot lava you’ll act as though the floor is actually lava. Which is nice, because some people act like it’s not, even though I just said that it is.

On an unrelated note, I have some glitter. Not quite sure why we are supposed to toss it at someone, because that would be quite rude and very unladylike for me. Also, I wouldn’t begin to know what colours you’d like, so there is an assortment. +shakes crate of jars at+ Lots of glitter!
Solomon King 06/12/16 AW, MAN. Okay, don't freak out. I'll go get the hose.
Marah Boru 06/12/16 " Its good to have you back "
Marah Boru 06/12/16 " Welcome backkkkkk long time no see. Its good to have you back." + Dutchie smiles +
John Doe 06/12/16 "Oh I'm sure they are gone. Mostly sure...twenty percent sure."
John Doe 06/12/16 "I might have rented it out to a lovely family of bears. They assured me they would clean up once they left but come to think of it, they never did turn in their notice that they were moving out. ...You might want to lock the doors."
Solomon King 03/02/16 *looks down elevator shaft*
*calls down*
Careful, Quinnie! The thirteenth floor is haunted!
*desperately muffles snickering*
Bennie Norh 03/02/16 Does #Twinsies still apply?
Adara Doe 02/27/16
*scratches 'note' into Quinn's door*
Adara Doe 02/24/16 *pets* Soooo pretty.
John Doe 01/27/16 John Doe Fact #329: John Doe likes his coffee like he likes his women: ground up, packed in a burlap sack, and thrown over the back of a donkey.
John Doe 01/25/16 John Doe Fact #628: John Doe can lift up a chair with one hand... while he's sitting on it.
Bennie Norh 10/23/15 *sputters*
I brought cookies!!!
*which have spilled everywhere in her attempt to catch up*
Solomon King 10/11/15 *Clears throat*
Well, you gotta think about it.. I've got a beard, right? Have I ever been attacked by a bear? Nope!
*Rests a friendly arm across her shoulders*
Just make Tiber properly grow out his stubble, and you'll have nothing to worry about. *Tries desperately to look serious*
Solomon King 10/11/15 *takes origami owl*
*inspects skeptically*
No, Quinnie. No. You've got it all mixed up. It's beards that keep the bears away. And, um.. I don't think you can grow one, sweets.
*lays consoling hand on shoulder and offers the owl back*
Armando Ramirez 10/01/15 *Watches*


Serves you right for stealing my FaceTime info.

And for singing.

*Looks at her with a wicked grin*

Pink and purple glitter is a good look for you.

*Thinks he should call her Qhuinnie the Pooh now*
Armando Ramirez 10/01/15 *Pulls out paint ball gun*
*loads with pink and purple glitter paint balls.*
*Takes aim.. Fires*
*Grins wickedly*
Solomon King 10/01/15 QUINNIE! YOU'RE BACK!
*scoops up and squishes*
Please don't leave again, I don't think I can handle the heartbreak twice.
Adara Doe 10/01/15 *clings*
*probably is squishing her Quinnie with the belly*
*doesn't care*
*really missed her Pretties*
I am so glad you are back. I might not even get angry at your husband for random reasons. Yes. I am that happy.
Adara Doe 09/30/15 To: QtP
Text: If it bites you, it will live a lot longer than you. Maybe. I don't know. What does it look like?
Adara Doe 09/28/15 To: QuinnieThePooh
Text: Of old age or did you squish it and it it is still kicking?
Armando Ramirez 09/26/15 *Gets up*
*Slips again*
*Laughs hard*
*Looks at her covered in Green glitter goo*
*laughs even harder*
It's a good look for you!!
Armando Ramirez 09/26/15 *Steps on Banana peel*


*Falls on his @ss*


*Retaliates with a jello glitter mixture filled balloon*
Armando Ramirez 09/12/15 *Runs through singing*
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Fernando
Get it right
*Takes off running unbelieving he knew that*
Armando Ramirez 09/07/15 *Quietness* *Arches a brow* *Catches a scent* *Jumps a foot in the air* DAYM!! Talk about a welcome. *Thinks gonna need a drink after that* Thank you! *Grins devilishly*
Adara Doe 08/31/15 *lip wobbles* You promised sleepovers. The cupcakes will flow at every single one of them.
Adara Doe 08/31/15 *clings*
*will never LET IT GO*
Solomon King 08/20/15 *he snorted with laughter*
Quinnie, why don't we let Tiber stay in charge of the 'shine, yeah? It's sort of his thing.
Solomon King 08/20/15 *stares at her in her pink hat*
Nooo.. I didn't want a raging hangover. Why, you poison it?
*watches with exaggerated suspicion*
Solomon King 08/06/15 Oh shush, Quinnie. You know I'd rather sit at the dorky table.
*ruffles her hair*
Bennie Norh 08/05/15 Quinn! *bright shiny grin*
I can't remember telling you congratulations on your marriage! *happy squeak*
You two are so adorable together, I'm glad you tied the knot!
John Doe 08/03/15 Reply:...pooper scooper. *send*
John Doe 08/03/15 Reply: Yes you may have a bear as a pet. But you have to feed it and I would advise buying a shovel. *Send*
Adara Doe 07/30/15 Quinn!! Quinn!!
*is equally excited for no reason*
*pets Quinnie*
You are fvcking adorable. Don't ever change.
John Doe 07/29/15 John Doe Fact #812: John Doe had a Grizzly Bear rug in his living room. It's not dead, it's just afraid to move.
Adara Doe 07/29/15 *blinks*
*is going to find Tiber*
Adara Doe 07/22/15 *can hear loud singing across the lake*
*is possibly terrified*
*refuses to leave her house. Ever.*
Adara Doe 07/17/15 *stares at text*
*dies laughing*
*plans to keep this forever*
*texts back*
You are a wonderful artist, Quinnie. Truly!
*is still laughing*
Solomon King 07/15/15
Adara Doe 07/09/15 *rides by in Gator*
*loaded with medieval weaponry and shovel*
*is hunting for Tiber*
John Doe 07/05/15 Ahh ok, then yes, Lycans like me and the amazing Mrs. Doe hate all humans...except you.
Solomon King 07/05/15 *catches the ball*
*examines it*
Did you raid a Chuck E. Cheese or something?
John Doe 07/05/15 Werewolves are better than everything. People or otherwise.
Solomon King 07/03/15 *phone ring-a-lings* *answers facetime* *stares at Quinn's singing face* Tell Tiber to take that damn moonshine IV out of your arm!
Solomon King 07/02/15 An accessory to.. wait, what?
Oh, right. Adara must have wandered by Quinn with her.. bag.
*whispers* It's for the best. You're too sweet to hold up under interrogation.
John Doe 06/28/15 For prose that soars higher than the pines, but stays true to it's roots. For daring to branch out where few writers would ever go. For true horticultural excellence. I bestow upon you the coveted Gold Star!
Adara Doe 06/21/15 *blinks*
*is too fat to run*
Solomon King 06/21/15 They tried to tell me that too, but I had to demonstrate to them that razors will literally disintegrate when within three inches of my beard. Exceptions were made.
John Doe 06/19/15 "If you play your cards right then maybe he will get bare and the feeder will have done it's job quite well."
Solomon King 06/18/15 *opens door because of frantic knocking*
CALM DOWN, QUINN. IT'S OKAY. I'm in a lot of trouble, but I can totally handle it. You're probably wondering why my face is everywhere..
*deliberately strokes beard*'s because I'm criminally HANDSOME.
Adara Doe 06/17/15 *giggles at the pokes* It's not allllll cupcake, Quinn! Maybe. I think there is a baby under all the cupcake fat. *blinks* I'm building a blubber supply, it's like hibernation. I need the reserves? *has no real excuse for inhaling cupcakes*
Adara Doe 06/17/15 *hears her husband*
*plans on moving in with Quinn*
*squeezes Quinn's hand*

You love me, you really do!
John Doe 06/17/15 Sneaks up behind the girl's cabin and very quietly installs a bear feeding station just a few feet from her back porch. Chuckles as he sneaks back off into the woods, leaving a trail of honey covered oats as he goes.
Bennie Norh 06/11/15 *eyes go round* Just ONE moment!
*runs off, vanishes around a corner*
*loud crashes and tossed objects bouncing off walls can be heard*
GOT IT! *she returns with two different shirts, one red and one white* Lemme see...*holds one up to Quinn's faceand then switches it for the other*
Are you more red or white? hmm....
*mouth wrinkles up in thought*
Bennie Norh 06/11/15 *stage whispers* Try not licking windows. It's not very sanitary.
Solomon King 06/10/15 *hungover groan*
I don't know WHAT I was seeing last night..
Solomon King 06/09/15 *is three sheets to the wind*
*sloppy whispers*
Quinn.. don't wave so loud.. BEARS..
Solomon King 06/09/15 *watches her wander by*
*sips jar of moonshine*
Solomon King 06/09/15 *slowly holds the jar up over his head*
I'm bigger than you. Don't start something you can't finish, short stack.
Solomon King 06/09/15 Quinneroo!
*stares hard*
Lord, first there's talk about goats, and now bears?
*leans in and whispers*
Are there really bears?
John Doe 06/08/15 Thinks about it for a minute before answering. "In a manner of speaking I suppose it is similar to how I got Addie. There was a big piece of wood involved anyway."
John Doe 06/07/15 John Doe Fact #198: Local bears have been complaining of the frequency of deadly John Doe attacks.
John Doe 06/06/15 "Oh yes, she is a saint, that she is. St. Lucifer she is called."
John Doe 06/03/15 John Doe Fact #923: Hmmmmm Yoda's teacher John Doe was.
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