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Posted: Mon May 25, 2015 10:47 pm
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2015 11:34 pm
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En Litari Roy Lane King of Sirens"Music's like life, it can be filled with mistakes or with the most beautiful moments."Looney Tunes. In that case they could stop by a toy store and get a massive plushie of Bugs Bunny. He was just about to suggest it when he was pointed in the direction of... one of those stores. He pursed his lips but went in anyway. " Dungeons and Dragons, huh?" he muttered as he looked around. Different versions of board games, scenario sheets. There were even new card games, one he himself was familiar with. Magic: The Gathering. He honestly tried his hand at that game, but only because his old friend enjoyed it and needed someone to compete against, even if he wasn't much of a competitor. Roy's eyes suddenly grew somber. That friend... Ever since that incident he turned into a completely different person. Last time they saw each other he was a completely different person. He didn't openly sulk and contemplate suicide like he used to, but deep down the white-haired man could tell he was still hurting. The way he was handling it now, though, wasn't right, and now he was on the path to becoming a monster. " So do you like these kinda games?" Roy asked to shoo away those dark thoughts. He looked away from a World of Warcraft edition of the game and gave Dana a teasing smirk. " You look nerdy enough for it." he taunted. "Only you can control that."
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2015 11:52 pm
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☸ Dana Klein ☸
"There's only one person who really matters to me..."
Dana picked up a small book, leafing through it and trying to ignore the stares at her slender, but supple form. "I had a liebhaber who played it," she said before replacing the book, saying the word casually as if the twenty-year-old took lovers often. "He was adventurous. I rather enjoyed his company. The game, however, I didn't much care for." She looked up to him, holding a small box. "But he did recommend this game before we parted ways, so I may as well bring it to Alan to try it. Unless, of course, you'd like to try it with me."
"... And it's not you."
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 12:20 am
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En Litari Roy Lane King of Sirens"Music's like life, it can be filled with mistakes or with the most beautiful moments."Roy gave Dana a blank stare as she spoke so nonchalantly. He had no idea what a liebhader was, but judging from context it must've been a boyfriend. That in mind, the man couldn't help but snort at her. " Look at you, talking like you're Helen of Troy." he snickered and ruffled her hair before looking down at the box. " Maybe. Honestly, I played it once or twice, but that was because my old friends loved playing it and needed more players. I was awful, but it was fun listening to them argue about scenarios." he said, laughing to himself at the memory of his old racist friend nearly breaking the table in a rage when he didn't get the dice to roll how he wanted. " But that'd take way too long. If you think your brother will like it, though, then let's get it then head to a toy store. You said he likes Looney Toons, so we can get him those huge Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck plushies. Y'know, big enough to be beds and all." he said while pulling out his wallet in front of the counter. "Only you can control that."
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 12:27 am
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☸ Dana Klein ☸
"There's only one person who really matters to me..."
Helen of- She wasn't some dumb bimbo out to destroy kingdoms and dancing around with young princes! Dana was sophisticated, ambitious, decently civilized for her age. How dare the snow-haired jerk! Deciding to let it go, but secretly seething, she set the box down and crossed her arms under her bosom, accentuating them just a little, but just enough to send blushes to a small group of teenage, pimply-faced boys not too far away. "You know, you don't actually have to buy anything." She didn't move to get her wallet, though, but felt that she should at least make a point of speaking protest. Leaning on the counter, she let one hand fall to her side, the other drifting into her back pocket as she cocked her hip, golden locks feather-like as they rested on her dainty shoulders. "After all, it wasn't your fault that the bear was bought while we were in jail." Dana shrugged a little, turning to rest her arms on the counter and lean on her arms. She really seemed to take the European thing to heart.
"... And it's not you."
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 12:58 am
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 1:07 am
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 10:43 pm
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 11:11 pm
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 11:41 pm
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2015 12:18 am
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☸ Dana Klein ☸
"There's only one person who really matters to me..."
With a happy smile, she led him into the store, immediately getting distracted by a small bookshelf that held dozens of snowglobes. Only a few of them played music, but she loved them all just the same. Crouching down, she carefully took hold of a snowglobe that she had to hold with both hands, it was so heavy, and stood upright to show Roy. " This is one of my favorite Disney movies," she said, turning the little key and smiling at the twinkling music. " I've always wondered what it would be like to meet a prince, a real one." She gazed dreamily at the dancing princess and her beast, then giggled. " I'd probably fall all over myself and act like a total idiot!" Dana set the item back down, looking over the other ones and not seeing the irony in her statement.
"... And it's not you."
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2015 12:54 am
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2015 11:36 pm
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☸ Dana Klein ☸
"There's only one person who really matters to me..."
She shrugged, looking anywhere but at Roy. "When I was little, I used to wish that a prince would show up and take me and Alan away," she said, lifting a small Charlie Brown figurine and looking it over. "Now, I don't know. I just want to meet one, ask what it's like, kiss him and see if he turns into a frog." Laughing at her little joke, she sighed and set the figurine back down, starting to wander away. She didn't say that sometimes, she still dreamed about being whisked away by a romantic prince.
"... And it's not you."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 9:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 11:30 pm
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