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 Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 5:28 pm
This is where you describe what happens inside your rooms. Please keep it PG-13. So no making out, cuddling is borderline, a few kisses here and there are fine. However, please post your room number before you post your message so we know which room you are in. for example:
Quote Room 213 He sat down on his bed and pondered.
Oh, by the way, no one is allowed in the master bedroom, save the Forsaken Angel himself. If you really wish to enter for some odd reason, you won't be able to because its locked, not even mods are allowed inside without his express permission. You also are not allowed to go into any room that is not yours. However, if a mod has reason to suspect you are hiding something inside or there are suspicious happenings, we have the right to go and check out your items. Abuse of this privilege will not be taken lightly, and they are not allowed to check without a good reason.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 5:36 pm
R1
She yawned as she woke up and blinked cutely several times. Regaining her bearings, she spent a few minutes in the washroom freshening herself up and doing her duties. She then walked down to the kitchen to get some breakfast without bothering to change her pajamas.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:16 pm
R1
Kit hid under covers, trying to sleep but unable to because she was so scared.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 11:07 pm
R2
Usukie walks around her room decorating it in Blacks to hide the light more. She hated the way she couldn't sit into the shadows and seclude herself. after she finished decorating she got dressed into her baggie pants and small shirt and went to go work at the bar.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 12:49 am
((a post before i go to bed))
Throughout the night, the screams from the master bedroom could be heard down the halls. The screams seemed as if they echoed from a pain and terror. No one but the master of the manor was in the room. It was only a simple case of night terrors. Strangely enough, as suddenly as they would arrive at various times, they would also fade away.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 11:24 am
R1
Waking up with a gasp, Kit lay in bed for a few seconds before regaining her bearing. She never seemed to remember when she slept, she only remembers when she wakes up. Still shaking with fright, she slowly got dressed and did her daily duties before walking languorously down the stairs to the kitchen.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 11:39 am
R2
After a long days work she walks back into her room and walks over to her bed. Flopping face down on it she sighs and mummbles to her self. She folds her wings behind her and rolls on her side. Taking her hair out of the pigtails she falls asleep with her hands over her head.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 11:28 am
R1
Kit literally dropped onto the bed and didn't bother to cover herself as she slept, but as she woke up the next morning, she regretted it, for it was bitterly cold in the room. Crawling under the covers, she decided that a day in bed wouldn't exactly make her lazy. Sighing happily, she curled up and closed her eyes again.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 12:19 pm
room 212
sits on the bed closest to the wall on oppostie side of the room from the door. sits there and tries to get a feel for a new room. gets up and starts to put up pictures of competitons won and bands on the wall. sticks a pic of my fav band on the roof righ above my bed. hangs some clothes in the closet, and then crashes out on the bed
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 7:22 pm
R1
Waking up a few hours later, feeling fully rested and fuzzy, Kit yawned and jumped out of bed, changing into a warm fuzzy cashmere sweater and soft fleece sweatpants. She decided that she'd like some breakfast/lunch aka brunch and slid down the banister down the stairs, squealing all the way.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 7:38 pm
Master
Quietly he walked out of his room, the groggy expression on his face shows he didn't sleep well as he walked slowly with his robe on. His hair was still a mess as he made his way downstairs.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 4:20 pm
room 212
sits on my bed and plays my guitar with the radio on trying to learn some new songs but is havin some problems with them. sets down my guitar to take a break from that, gets up, changes the radio to some hip hop, and starts to work on some dance moves. figures out a whole routin and thinks bout it and wonders if it is worthy enough to show sumbody. goes through it a couple more times, and says it needs some more work and gives it some rest. puts the radio back to the music he was tryin to learn and realizes that it not gonna get done in one day. so i put my guitar away and finds my drums sticks and drums a beat on my legs while sittin on my bed. realizes that i could use those beats for a song and writes them down. puts my drum sticks away and falls asleep to get some rest so that i can be fresh for a soccer game
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:39 pm
R1
Kit snuggled deep into the bed, yawning slightly and after a while, fell asleep, but not before a nice warm fuzzy feeling had filled her heart.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 11:06 pm
R2
sits bolt up right in bedand the hole room sudenly goes pitch black. she stands up and walks over to the closet. she opens it and takes out her blue top and baggy pants. then walks back over to the bed and takes off her nighty. then she wraps her shirt on her and ties it tightly in the back. then she slips on her pants and stands up. jumping a bit to see if they fall off, the pants slip a bit an rest comfortably on her hips. she walks over to the window and looks out. she decides she's hungry and walks over to the door, opens it, and walks out, closing it gently behind her. as soon as she leaves it becomes bight in her room again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2005 7:04 pm
Room 212
turned on the radio and liked the beat that i was hearin so i started to work on the dance routine that i was workin on a couple days ago. adds a couple more moves to it and then drops it, picks up my guitar and sits on my bed and starts to play it along the song on the radio. then realises that im hungry, so i go to the kitchen to b back later
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