Welcome to Hell.

Drops in. Actually more materializes. Straight up at the bar and orders a Jameson neat.
 
A wolf comes wandering upwards, from her level. The silence in Hell is soothing. The silence of screams held off and pain that reaches out, touching any within stroking distance.

Eventually, the main door opens and she slips inside, her laptop in one hand. The bucket holding her bottle of Stoli appears from the ether, perched on a table beside her favorite wing back chair. A small shot glass and a bowl of lemons float from some where else and land with a tinkle beside the bucket.

The wolf settles into her spot and opens the lap top.

She has words and work to contemplate.
 
naked as the day she got laid, one of them anyway, she crawled out of the flames and sliped, fitting like a puzzle piece along warm brown side. A kiss touched to ribs and nothing else said she settled there
 
A jagged piece is soothed the moment a kitty appears, soft velvet skin pressing tight, tight...

Small brown hand finds long hair. Twines. Tugs. Twists. Releases...so that nails can stroke scalp before easing under hair weight to find delicate nape and settle there.


Hey kitty twin.

Soft lips find temple, brush skin.
 
purrring, she had a need for this. no one fits like your twin. She stretched and wriggled while stretching out fingers and wriggling them ober belly flesh before settling there.

Missed you.

don't now.

happy.

-nods-
 
Hears the whispered words. Feels badly.

I know. Had to shut down. Getting better now.

Sometimes, I wonder how I made it for so long without her shoulder, her friendship, her care and concern. Then I stop. The Gods give what they can, when they want. It is enough that I have her now.

Owe many pieces. Finally wrote M13's.

Soft moth finds earlobe. Kisses.

Am glad I got to see you.
 
-nods into skin, i knew that, its why i left messages. Like her namesake she doesnt let anyone see her lick her wounds. I dont watch. its like that.-

-squeaks at the instant wtf on her ear-

DUN do that!

-rubs ear into shoulder-

makes me ticklish in my thighs and punching hand.

-nibbles gigggling jaw-

me too.
 
Giggle sigh as the next owed piece is finished.

Two down.

Hears the words...and feels ear rubbed on flesh. Sees flash of kitty smile. Giggles harder.

Oooh punching hand is ticklish??

Picks up shot glass, one handed. Swallows ice cold goodness and shivers as heat hits belly and stays.

I didn't know you had a ticklish punching hand!!

Hand drifts from nape down over the curve of sinuous back to cup kitty booty.

These are things I should know!

Pinches kitty booty....strokes pale hip.
 
sniffs liquid, snorts

Yes.. actually both my hands are.

arches like kitty for a moment, fuck i like petting

Well you did know, kindof.
That instant wierd tickle = punching ppl in the head.

bites mound of flesh in response to pincyness

Dun start that either or you will never get anything written.
 
Low husky giggle

HA! I have gotten two pieces done with the character written for Dark Temptations. Just waiting to find out if I need tweaks.

Hand goes back to stroking, stroking.

And yeah, you are right. I kinda knew that.

Takes another shot before plucking a slice of lemon from the bowl and popping it into my mouth, sucking hard. Face grimaces.

WHY!!

Low laughter as I pull up fourth thread, debating Ondine.
 
-purrrs listning to the giggle through skin, i needed it.-


-LAUGHS-

why.. because, thats why..

-shakes head-

I has to get back to cubs and me..

-lips brush lips, a smile-
 
Kisses a kitty twin..temple, Smiling mouth. Cheek. Chin.

Go do mama bear things. I adore you...lots and lots.

We will talk soon. Promise.

Smacks kitty butt.

Love you.
 
Smiles and relaxes for just one moment before I force myself to stare at the next bit of writing owed. Sasha. A poppet. A very patient poppet. I wonder if I can surprise her?

Fingers begin to type out a response.
 
The lap top disappears.

The shot glass is refilled.

Once. Twice.

I think my post for Noon will have to wait until tomorrow. I am unsure of which way my Angel will go with this...and i need to think.

Another shot.

Ice bucket, bowl of lemons, shot glass disappears.

I curl up into my wing back chair and listen to the silence.
 
Needing a place to relax, he soon enough finds an old abode of his. Or at least, a place where his ass rested. He dropped in suddenly, landing on a wing-backed chair, and then relaxed into it, leaning back. His feet were soon propped up, and he sipped in on a class of ice water, closing his eyes slightly and relaxing. It was going to be a good evening, regardless.
 
He grabs a seat, and cracks a beer, needing a place to hang-out in the meantime.

So if I'm going to get any work done on this thread, I really should try to get started soon. But I need time to brainstorm, and my mind is too busy doing to many things at the moment.

Growls softly, takes another sip of his beer, and glances at the post owed to Luna.
 
-giggles-

-giggles-

-and more giggles-


See, you should have accepted a key to this place.

-nods from her lounge-
 
Hmmm... do they have bourbon in Hell?

~slinks into a corner and tries to figure out what's going on in here~
 
-giggles-

-giggles-

-and more giggles-


See, you should have accepted a key to this place.

-nods from her lounge-

Glances at Nina, and then shakes his head, rolling his eyes. Well, only if I plan on staying the night. Which only need to do sometimes, and not at all since the time you offered me a key. So having a key wouldn't help me right now, since I'm busy trying to focus on too many different things at the moment.

That, and wishing that I could type faster.


He slips over to her all the same, and leans down to give her a quick kiss on the cheek, before finishing his beer and heading for another.

Also, welcome, Neighbor. It's just a typical themed hang-out thread, so of course there's a fully stocked bar that serves bourbon. I'd stay away from the tequila, though.
 
Hmmm... do they have bourbon in Hell?

~slinks into a corner and tries to figure out what's going on in here~
hmm.. something bad for you... in Hell... Might be a possiblity.
Glances at Nina, and then shakes his head, rolling his eyes. Well, only if I plan on staying the night. Which only need to do sometimes, and not at all since the time you offered me a key. So having a key wouldn't help me right now, since I'm busy trying to focus on too many different things at the moment.

That, and wishing that I could type faster.


He slips over to her all the same, and leans down to give her a quick kiss on the cheek, before finishing his beer and heading for another.

Also, welcome, Neighbor. It's just a typical themed hang-out thread, so of course there's a fully stocked bar that serves bourbon. I'd stay away from the tequila, though.

-listens to his babbling fuckall about overnights and horseshit-

I wish i could type faster too!

-accepts kiss and pokes him in the chest-

You need to stop being in a funk.
 
Thanks Noon and Nina, i'm not really sure how these sorts of threads work... and I do enjoy bourbon... and tequila... but tequila isn't something i'd like to drink when i'm busy trying to make impressions. it's not a very "good behavior" beverage for me. :eek:


Oh and... how bad?
 
-listens to his babbling fuckall about overnights and horseshit-

I wish i could type faster too!

-accepts kiss and pokes him in the chest-

You need to stop being in a funk.

He ignores the description of "babbling fuckall" for now...since technically she didn't say that out loud. Though it does still give him the urge to smack HER across the ass a few times.

Wait, who said that I was in a funk? I'm actually doing pretty good right now. In general, anyway. Just in my writing, there's my thread with Luna, her latest post has me wondering exactly which direction I want to go with that.

he shrugs at the poke in his chest, coming as he went to fetch himself another beer. He takes a sip and then slips back down have a seat.
 
Thanks Noon and Nina, i'm not really sure how these sorts of threads work... and I do enjoy bourbon... and tequila... but tequila isn't something i'd like to drink when i'm busy trying to make impressions. it's not a very "good behavior" beverage for me. :eek:


Oh and... how bad?

Hopefully someone else can come it and explain the mechanics about how threads like this work...I'm perhaps not the best person for that.

And now, I'm going to disappear for about the next 15 minutes. Hopefully nobody misses me!


Poofs, for the moment.
 
Thanks Noon and Nina, i'm not really sure how these sorts of threads work... and I do enjoy bourbon... and tequila... but tequila isn't something i'd like to drink when i'm busy trying to make impressions. it's not a very "good behavior" beverage for me. :eek:


Oh and... how bad?
Threads... like this one..

Are more little mini storys/conversations/scenes.. only its your nic character not something else made up for the story part of the SRP's

Here is where quite of the SRP writers hang out that like being social.. or where new writers hang out to get comfortable with the writing proceess. (or people that just like the lounge for whatever reason)

Those like Noon here. are more descriptive in there Thread based actions. Where those like me are less detailed most of the time.

If you look at the first post of This thread and many like it, it sets the theme of the thread and usualy lists the rules. Some thread encourage interaction but ban outright sex in the open. Others you just have to get the feel of what is appropriate to the group that is interacting.
He ignores the description of "babbling fuckall" for now...since technically she didn't say that out loud. Though it does still give him the urge to smack HER across the ass a few times.

Wait, who said that I was in a funk? I'm actually doing pretty good right now. In general, anyway. Just in my writing, there's my thread with Luna, her latest post has me wondering exactly which direction I want to go with that.

he shrugs at the poke in his chest, coming as he went to fetch himself another beer. He takes a sip and then slips back down have a seat.
-has more devious thoughts of what to tell him about fuckall and whatnot, but doesnt say any of it out loud-

hmm.. ok.. distracted, not shaddow funky. -nods- Gotcha.
Hopefully someone else can come it and explain the mechanics about how threads like this work...I'm perhaps not the best person for that.

And now, I'm going to disappear for about the next 15 minutes. Hopefully nobody misses me!


Poofs, for the moment.
hmm.. You know, i have noticed people dont realize they miss a shadow till it returns. Its an odd phenomena.
 
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