Word Count for the Year, Entry 7
While I try to not kill everyone that I roleplay with, I figured that I'd do my next work count check in.
13332 / 200000 words. 7% done!
Skylar - Charloft Friday
5 Excuses
1. I cheated on Gwen because I felt lonely in my own marriage.
2. I ran away from home when I was a teen because my mother was weirded out by me being a lesbian. (Turns out I'm not.)
3. Pat can turn a lesbian bi? (I'm really not much for excuses.)
4.
5.
4 Explanations
1. I do things the way I want, when I want.
2. Ben was there for me when I really needed him.
3. I'm not a snob. I'm just high maintenance.
4. High Maintenance equals high quality.
3 Wishes
1. For my children to grow up healthy and safe.
2. For my marriage to Ben to last forever.
3. For my friend's love lives to get a lot better.
2 Promises (1 Broken, 1 Kept)
1. My marriage vows to Gwen.
2. My marriage vows to Ben.
1 Secret
I'm not one to keep secrets anymore.
Haylee - Charloft Winter Bingo “Cowbell”
“I gotta have more cowbell!”
Well, Haylee HAD been sleeping. And then she had heard Sy screaming something about cowbell and a loud bell ringing in her hallway.
“Jesus H. FUCK, Sy! What the hell are you talking about?” Haylee sat up in the bed, grabbing a t-shirt and pulling it on before opening her door. Sy always got up before she did, and, half the time, he was doing something that she considered stupid.
“The voices in my head keep saying something about wanting more cowbell,” Sy said, hitting the cowbell with a stick again. “That and something about Christopher Walken.”
“If you want more cowbell, just go listen to some 1970’s rock and stop ringing the damn thing all over my apartment,” Haylee snapped at him. “Now stop this nonsense before one of the neighbors complains.”
“I’ve got a fever, and the only cure, is more cowbell!”
“If the neighbors complain, YOU’RE talking to them this time,” she snapped at him, heading back into her bedroom and slamming the door behind her.
Patience Kowalski - Charloft Friday
5 Excuses
-Demon made me do it.
-I can't be tamed.
-I can say no to anything except temptation
-I'm not a bitch. You just suck.
-I'm not stupid. I just don't care.
4 Explanations
-There is no EXPLANATION for what I've done. Just excuses. Pitiful, SHITTY excuses.
3 Wishes
-I want my family back.
-I want my LIFE back.
-I want to make up for all the wrong I've done.
2 Promises (1 Broken, 1 Kept)
-I promised Pat I'd be with him forever.
-I promised Hillary I'd be faithful. (Technically, I have been. That's as close to a kept promise I got, kids.)
1 Secret
-I'm not sure I ever loved Hillary in the way she deserved.
Patience Kowalski - Charloft Saturday
“The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.”
If genius and insanity are measured by whether you succeed or not, then I must be fucking NUTS, as everything in my life has apparently been one fuck up after another. I left my husband and child, tried to fuck everything in LA city limits, tried to make it with a female Watcher, and then screwed HER up because I realized that the only thing that would make me truly happy is to be with said husband again.
Oh, and did I mention that I’m pretty sure that all of this stems from the fact that I had to ingest demonic blood and became half-demon so that I could birth my child. The demonic side of me pretty much went insane for a while, I think. How could I EVER think that I could live without my husband? Seriously? I must have been smoking some BAD refer or something…except I don’t do drugs.
That’s where the insanity comes in, I think. I failed at life.
Patience Kowalski - Dear Mun
I know you’re nervous. You think you can’t quite ‘get me.’ That your style of play isn’t quite tuned to my personality. I get you. I really do. It’s hard to touch perfection such as I, even if I’m in a funk right now.
I’m an abused kid and an abused character, and that’s a terrifying thing to take on. Every mun I’ve had before you has been a bit of a bitch. Either leaving me to rot on a vine or thinking they know me when, if they’re taking me away from Pat, they obviously don’t know jack shit.
But you have NO idea how much I want out and played by someone who RESPECTS me and my wants. If they thought I wanted to run away from my husband and kid? Then bitch was crazier than I am now. The top of the wants on my list of corrections to my life are Pat and my kid Cash. I was SO happy at the idea of being a mom and fulfilling my dream of spending the rest of my life with the Pat-ster. I still want it SO BAD.
I just want things to be back the way they were before the demon inside me OBVIOUSLY went insane. I think you got the balls and talent to do it. Do you REALLY think I’d be screaming in your head so much if I didn’t think it could work out? You can learn my likes. You can learn how to be ME a little better (I don’t think you’re doing too bad so far, despite how you expect constantly to be told you suck and to drop this silly idea). You get the things about me that, all together, no one since my original mun (who has disappeared into the wild blue yonder) seemed to understand: above all else, Pat HAS to be in my life as my one and only or life just ain’t worth living.
SO FIX IT, or I ain’t leaving your ass alone.
Haylee - Chaflot Saturday
“The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.”
*giggles* You REALLY want my response to that quote?
Well, then qualify me a successful genius who’s also insane? As far as success goes, I’m a well known writer who makes a damn good living. Most people would KILL to be able to say something like that. Like, actually kill and stab people and watch them bleed.
I don’t have to do that, though. I get to be a success without killing a person or even sleeping my way to the top like some people have to do.
And I don’t even have to write about vampires who talk about moss and gardens!
Mere - Charloft Saturday
“The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.”
I know a lot of crazy bitches and such out there, and I’m not sure any of them are an example of this or not. I get what you mean, I really do. No one calls a successful person crazy; they just come up with fun terms like ‘eccentric’ or whatever. Well, I will straight up call someone crazy to their face, whether they are a ‘success’ or not. If a bitch is crazy, then she’s crazy, end of story.
And most of the people that I know right now are CRAZY motherfuckers, honestly. Can’t take them anywhere without shit starting in some capacity.
Gabriel - Drabble “Body”
Gabriel had been awake for over and hour and couldn’t go back to sleep, but that didn’t bother him a bit at the moment. The alarm clock on his nightstand said that it was around three in the morning, but he wasn’t worried about that. He was a Watcher for a living. They didn’t exactly do early hour days.
What had all of his focus at the moment, however, was Deanna. They had done rather…unspeakable things to each other a few hours before, and then had fallen asleep. Right now he was awake, though, and didn’t have the heart to move because then that would disturb her, and then he wouldn’t be able to watch Deanna sleep like he was doing now.
She was laying on her side, facing away from him. While normally, as a male, he may focus on the wonderful view that it gave him of her ass (and it WAS a wonderful view), right now he was focusing on less attention grabbing, but still magnificent things. He was actually quite fascinated by the curve of her hip. She had a perfect body that he could barely keep his hands or eyes off her. He lifted up a finger and traced it down her side, sighing softly at the feel of her soft skin under the pad of his finger.
Resting his hand on her waist, he leaned over and nestled into her neck, breathing in her scent, smiling as he felt her long blond hair tickle against his face. She smelled like roses and sunshine to him. Sunshine that he didn’t get to see all that often, due to his job. He didn’t need to see the sunshine, though. Deanna was the sunshine in his life.
Haylee - Charloft Winter Bingo “Frustrated”
“Haylee, I don’t know what it is with you lately, but you’re starting to scare me.”
Haylee could barely pay attention to her agent, Amelia Gaines. The woman was all business most of the time, and it was how Haylee liked it, as it was impossible to talk about her personal life with a human now. Plus, she had never liked talking with people about her personal life in the first place. It was no one’s business. It had been why she had told more than one teacher or concerned citizen to go to hell when they asked about bruises on her face growing up.
Why Amelia was breaking that pattern now was utterly beyond Haylee.
Plus it was hard to hear much of anything with Sy right in her ear all the damn time.
“Wait…what?” She had caught what Amelia said a few seconds after she said it.
“You’re starting to scare me. I mean, you’re last book sold well and everything, but it was different than before. Creepy, even.”
“Don’t we want creepy? I write horror novels for a living, for fuck’s sake,” Haylee pointed out, pushing some of the food around on the plate in front of her. She couldn’t eat it. It actually smelled gross to her, but it looked strange if she didn’t touch it at all.
“Well, there’s creepy…and then there’s you lately,” Amelia said. She went on, but then Haylee lost her by getting lost in her own train of thought.
”This woman sure does talk a lot,” Haylee heard Sy say. ”And what’s wrong with the last novel? I thought that it was the best one yet. You actually listened to some of my advice, for once.”
Haylee laughed. She actually had something of a girlish laugh when someone could pull it out of her. “Well, when you talk so damn much, it’s hard for you to NOT have a say or two in a book,” she said back to Sy.
“THAT’S what I’m talking about!” Amelia’s voice broke through her concentration. “You keep holding half a conversation with yourself! It’s weird. I think you should see a shrink.”
That definitely caught Haylee’s attention. “NO! No shrink. No freaky doctor intruding in on my business,” she snarled, standing up from the table in the restaurant. “Look, I should go. I need to go and do some work. I’ll see you later, OK?”
Without another work, or waiting for Amelia to answer, Haylee turned and walked away.
”You should really get a new agent or something,” Sy said in her ear as she walked away. ”That lady is intruding on stuff she has no need to be asking about.”
“I hope I can get her to stop asking questions,” Haylee said as she headed out the door and toward her car. “It’s a pain in the ass to get a new agent in this city, especially a literary one.” She’d rather get Amelia off her back. She didn’t like ghouls and she REALLY didn’t like the idea of killing the woman. She had kind of grown on her, after all. Like a fungus.
Haylee - Charloft Monday
Today's question is for those of you who roleplay with your characters as well as write them-- do you now, as a result, have an "RP" version of the character who has changed as a result of the characters he or she has met through RP? Does their life story play out differently as a result? Tell us all about the changes!
If you don't RP with your character, you can instead tell us about the way your version differs from their media canon version (for fanfic characters) or if you've ever envisioned 'alternate universe' versions of your character, and what they're like if so!
Haylee has not been played in an RP yet, but she was created for an online Vampire the Masquerade game. I’m sure that she’ll change quite a bit when she is actually played and gets to interact more with other people. She’s a very closed off individual. If it’s not her sire or the few people that, by the life she leads, that she’s required to talk to, she doesn’t talk to people all that much. During a roleplaying game, though, you’re kind of forced to talk to people, whether you want to or not. I look forward to starting to really roleplay her, though. That would be awesome to watch her change a bit as it happens. Frankly, I can only see it being healthy for her to do so.
Then again, what do I know?
Haylee - Charloft Tuesday
For today's prompt, tell us, are you more pragmatic or idealistic?
Give explanations and examples, if you like.
I like to think of myself as more pragmatic and real, and I’m certainly a grumpy and sarcastic bitch like, ninety percent of the time. I’m one of those who see the glass as half-empty with a crack of it and why the hell are we talking about a fucking glass of water anyway because I’ve got shit to do. So, I’m a pessimist for sure.
Then again, I think I’m really an idealistic person. Why? I decided when I was young that I was going to be a writer. That’s a hard as HELL career to really get into, but I tried and actually DID it and now make a fantastic living at it. If that’s not a damn idealist, then I don’t know what is.
Mere - Charloft Munday
Today's question is for those of you who roleplay with your characters as well as write them-- do you now, as a result, have an "RP" version of the character who has changed as a result of the characters he or she has met through RP? Does their life story play out differently as a result? Tell us all about the changes!
If you don't RP with your character, you can instead tell us about the way your version differs from their media canon version (for fanfic characters) or if you've ever envisioned 'alternate universe' versions of your character, and what they're like if so!
I actually roleplay Meredith in two different games. One is her main game, BTVSAL, where she’s in her early twenties, fairly famous with her band Suicide Messiah, dating a singer named Kevin Van Warren, and has been through SO MUCH that it’s nice to see her finally with the happy. This is the version that I answer questions for here, actually.
I also play her in another game where she’s in Sunnydale, seventeen, and is still that fresh faced, young girl. Not much has been done with her there, as the game is still getting off the ground, but I look forward to seeing how she may end up different in that game rather than BTVSAL.
Mere - Charloft Twosday
For today's prompt, tell us, are you more pragmatic or idealistic?
Give explanations and examples, if you like.
I think at the end of the day I totally am idealistic. Despite everything that I’ve been through in my life, I still like to look for the good in everybody. I’ll defend my friends to my dying day, even when they do *really* stupid things, as they are likely to keep constantly doing. Hell, I do stupid things and they stand by me as well. But still, I really only see my life continuing on an upward trajectory right now. I’m just not really a ‘down’ sort of person!
Patience - Charloft Twosday
For today's prompt, tell us, are you more pragmatic or idealistic?
Give explanations and examples, if you like.
I want to be an idealist. I’m hoping to get back together with my husband. I’m wanting to have things go back the way they were. I’m hopeful that it can happen at some point soon, as the only way for me to function properly now would be for me to be with them again. I can’t help but be pragmatic over the situation, and pretty much my life, at this point, though. I haven’t done anything to deserve a proper second chance, so why should I get it?
Is that pragmatism or just general pessimism? I’m not really sure.
Patience - Character Meme
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW
-Tank
-Plaid skirt
-Socks (but no underwear)
THREE THINGS YOU WANT VERY BADLY AT THE MOMENT
-Pat
-Cash
-For things to go back to normal
THREE PEOPLE WHO YOU HOPE WILL DO THE MEME
-Pat
-Gwen
-Paige
THREE THINGS YOU DID LAST NIGHT
-Watch TV
-Stare at the ceiling
-Look at the phone, willing it to ring (I’m a lame bitch right now.)
THREE THINGS YOU ARE GOING TO DO TOMORROW
-Call Pat
…The rest of my day depends highly on that call. I’ll let you know what I do when I do it.
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE DRINKS
-Beer
-Orange Juice
-Soda
THREE THINGS THAT MADE YOU SMILE TODAY
Not a whole hell of a lot.
Haylee - Charloft Thursday
Today's Topic is second chances
One might say that Haylee’s second chance was being turned into a vampire, as she didn’t live all that much to begin with. However, there was actually little that she missed about being a human. She couldn’t drink anymore, but alcohol was slowly killing her anyway, so she didn’t really need it. No, her second chance was actually having the ability to meet people. She had never liked people to begin with. They always asked her questions that she didn’t feel like were any of their business. Plus, they had a tendency to either do bad things or disappear on you. Even though her sire had technically killed her, he had stuck by her, even when he wasn’t in his body anymore he stayed with her. He had proven that, while they were quite rare, there were still a few people out there that were worth seeking out and befriending.
Haylee - Charloft Friday
List---
5 things that are in your fridge / ice box / pantry / larder right now.
4 things you enjoy eating.
3 things you have eaten, and regretted.
2 things you haven't tried eating yet, but would like to.
and 1 thing you are craving.
Bonus Points:
If you don't eat.... food... list some things about your dietary requirements, and how they work.
Frankly, I don’t eat…food. I drink blood. It’s part of the whole vampire shtick. Sometimes I get it from blood banks in the area, and sometimes I get it from actual people. I don’t kill people, though. Well, I try REALLY hard not to kill people. Sometimes shit happens, though. As long as I don’t starve myself or anything, I don’t kill people. I get hungrier quicker than I think I should sometimes, but I’m sure that I can keep a handle on it. Don’t worry. I’ll be able to take care of it and be just fine. I’ll definitely be fine.
Haylee - Charloft Saturday
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. --Aldous Huxley
Uh…what?
It means that you can express anything in music, Haylee.
But what does the silence thing mean? You can’t express anything in silence. Silence is like…the complete absence of expressing anything.
Not everyone needs to scream at the top of their lungs when they want to express themselves. It’s the art of subtlety.
I know subtlety! I’m a writer for god’s sake! I know subtlety a lot more than you do!
But you’re a screamer. I don’t yell.
Have we forgotten the ‘cowbell’ incident?
…I stand corrected.
What were we talking about again? I forgot.
Mere - Charloft Thursday
Today's Topic is second chances
Mere’s second chance (or really more like her fourth or fifth one), was with Kevin. She kind of had that notorious insane bad luck with love that made things kind of painful for her. Kevin was starting to prove to her that maybe she really was made for another person. She had pretty much gotten to the point that she was assuming that a relationship wasn’t going to work for her. She was pretty accepting of it, though. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing to be alone. She was having fun. It was Kevin that helped to show her that it wasn’t the worst thing in the world to try and trust people again. Maybe things would work out in the end. Only time could tell.
Mere - Charloft Friday
List---
5 things that are in your fridge right now.
- Beer
- Coke
- Olives
- Vodka
- Tequila (I actually don’t eat at home a lot. I SWEAR I’m not an alcoholic or anything.)
4 things you enjoy eating.
- Ice cream
- Pizza
- Steak (rare)
- Buffalo wings
3 things you have eaten, and regretted.
- Borscht (Don’t let Catherine convince you otherwise. It’s disgusting.)
- Clam Chowder (Gross)
- Asparagus (Yuck)
2 things you haven't tried eating yet, but would like to.
- Sushi
- The new buffalo wing flavor at the bar (Hawaiian style!)
1 thing you are craving.
- Chocolate (ALWAYS)
Mere - Charloft Saturday
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. --Aldous Huxley
That’s…actually pretty damn deep. Kinda beautiful, really. I can understand silence saying something, though. Like, if you’re with someone that you know so well that you don’t have to fill the silence with mindless chatter but can just chill with each other in silence? THAT is an awesome way to be. I look forward to getting that way with my boyfriend.
I’m a musician, so I understand that music can express things that you can’t put into works. It’s what I do all the time. I actually have a hard time expressing myself (I’m prone to babble on without getting to the point), but I’m great with putting my feelings into song. For song reason, you set music notes to it, I’m clear and concise. Take music away, and on goes the babble machine!
Wesley - Character Meme
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW
Jeans, Blue button up shirt, socks
THREE THINGS YOU WANT VERY BADLY AT THE MOMENT
My life to go back to normal, Gwen to have her bloody baby and stop bitching all the time, Narcissa and I to get married already
THREE PEOPLE WHO YOU HOPE WILL DO THE MEME
Gwen, Narcissa, Blake
THREE THINGS YOU DID LAST NIGHT
Slept, Explained AGAIN why I couldn’t wait for Gwen to come get me before burning the house down, Checking again to make sure that Amata burned down with the house I left her in
THREE THINGS YOU ARE GOING TO DO TOMORROW
Sleep, Spend time with Narcissa, Shop for my upcoming grandchild
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE DRINKS
Scotch, tea, water
THREE THINGS THAT MADE YOU SMILE TODAY
Gwen claiming that she was fat and hideous when she obviously isn’t, Narcissa griping at me that I shouldn’t have lit a house in the desert on fire, Blake trying to braid my hair to point out to me that I needed a hair cut
I know I initially said that I wouldn't include character memes, but the main place that I get character stuff from, charloft, does them on Fridays, so I'm taking that back. I still want drabbles and writings to make up the majority of what I write, though. That's my intent, anyway.
13332 / 200000 words. 7% done!
Skylar - Charloft Friday
5 Excuses
1. I cheated on Gwen because I felt lonely in my own marriage.
2. I ran away from home when I was a teen because my mother was weirded out by me being a lesbian. (Turns out I'm not.)
3. Pat can turn a lesbian bi? (I'm really not much for excuses.)
4.
5.
4 Explanations
1. I do things the way I want, when I want.
2. Ben was there for me when I really needed him.
3. I'm not a snob. I'm just high maintenance.
4. High Maintenance equals high quality.
3 Wishes
1. For my children to grow up healthy and safe.
2. For my marriage to Ben to last forever.
3. For my friend's love lives to get a lot better.
2 Promises (1 Broken, 1 Kept)
1. My marriage vows to Gwen.
2. My marriage vows to Ben.
1 Secret
I'm not one to keep secrets anymore.
Haylee - Charloft Winter Bingo “Cowbell”
“I gotta have more cowbell!”
Well, Haylee HAD been sleeping. And then she had heard Sy screaming something about cowbell and a loud bell ringing in her hallway.
“Jesus H. FUCK, Sy! What the hell are you talking about?” Haylee sat up in the bed, grabbing a t-shirt and pulling it on before opening her door. Sy always got up before she did, and, half the time, he was doing something that she considered stupid.
“The voices in my head keep saying something about wanting more cowbell,” Sy said, hitting the cowbell with a stick again. “That and something about Christopher Walken.”
“If you want more cowbell, just go listen to some 1970’s rock and stop ringing the damn thing all over my apartment,” Haylee snapped at him. “Now stop this nonsense before one of the neighbors complains.”
“I’ve got a fever, and the only cure, is more cowbell!”
“If the neighbors complain, YOU’RE talking to them this time,” she snapped at him, heading back into her bedroom and slamming the door behind her.
Patience Kowalski - Charloft Friday
5 Excuses
-Demon made me do it.
-I can't be tamed.
-I can say no to anything except temptation
-I'm not a bitch. You just suck.
-I'm not stupid. I just don't care.
4 Explanations
-There is no EXPLANATION for what I've done. Just excuses. Pitiful, SHITTY excuses.
3 Wishes
-I want my family back.
-I want my LIFE back.
-I want to make up for all the wrong I've done.
2 Promises (1 Broken, 1 Kept)
-I promised Pat I'd be with him forever.
-I promised Hillary I'd be faithful. (Technically, I have been. That's as close to a kept promise I got, kids.)
1 Secret
-I'm not sure I ever loved Hillary in the way she deserved.
Patience Kowalski - Charloft Saturday
“The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.”
If genius and insanity are measured by whether you succeed or not, then I must be fucking NUTS, as everything in my life has apparently been one fuck up after another. I left my husband and child, tried to fuck everything in LA city limits, tried to make it with a female Watcher, and then screwed HER up because I realized that the only thing that would make me truly happy is to be with said husband again.
Oh, and did I mention that I’m pretty sure that all of this stems from the fact that I had to ingest demonic blood and became half-demon so that I could birth my child. The demonic side of me pretty much went insane for a while, I think. How could I EVER think that I could live without my husband? Seriously? I must have been smoking some BAD refer or something…except I don’t do drugs.
That’s where the insanity comes in, I think. I failed at life.
Patience Kowalski - Dear Mun
I know you’re nervous. You think you can’t quite ‘get me.’ That your style of play isn’t quite tuned to my personality. I get you. I really do. It’s hard to touch perfection such as I, even if I’m in a funk right now.
I’m an abused kid and an abused character, and that’s a terrifying thing to take on. Every mun I’ve had before you has been a bit of a bitch. Either leaving me to rot on a vine or thinking they know me when, if they’re taking me away from Pat, they obviously don’t know jack shit.
But you have NO idea how much I want out and played by someone who RESPECTS me and my wants. If they thought I wanted to run away from my husband and kid? Then bitch was crazier than I am now. The top of the wants on my list of corrections to my life are Pat and my kid Cash. I was SO happy at the idea of being a mom and fulfilling my dream of spending the rest of my life with the Pat-ster. I still want it SO BAD.
I just want things to be back the way they were before the demon inside me OBVIOUSLY went insane. I think you got the balls and talent to do it. Do you REALLY think I’d be screaming in your head so much if I didn’t think it could work out? You can learn my likes. You can learn how to be ME a little better (I don’t think you’re doing too bad so far, despite how you expect constantly to be told you suck and to drop this silly idea). You get the things about me that, all together, no one since my original mun (who has disappeared into the wild blue yonder) seemed to understand: above all else, Pat HAS to be in my life as my one and only or life just ain’t worth living.
SO FIX IT, or I ain’t leaving your ass alone.
Haylee - Chaflot Saturday
“The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.”
*giggles* You REALLY want my response to that quote?
Well, then qualify me a successful genius who’s also insane? As far as success goes, I’m a well known writer who makes a damn good living. Most people would KILL to be able to say something like that. Like, actually kill and stab people and watch them bleed.
I don’t have to do that, though. I get to be a success without killing a person or even sleeping my way to the top like some people have to do.
And I don’t even have to write about vampires who talk about moss and gardens!
Mere - Charloft Saturday
“The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.”
I know a lot of crazy bitches and such out there, and I’m not sure any of them are an example of this or not. I get what you mean, I really do. No one calls a successful person crazy; they just come up with fun terms like ‘eccentric’ or whatever. Well, I will straight up call someone crazy to their face, whether they are a ‘success’ or not. If a bitch is crazy, then she’s crazy, end of story.
And most of the people that I know right now are CRAZY motherfuckers, honestly. Can’t take them anywhere without shit starting in some capacity.
Gabriel - Drabble “Body”
Gabriel had been awake for over and hour and couldn’t go back to sleep, but that didn’t bother him a bit at the moment. The alarm clock on his nightstand said that it was around three in the morning, but he wasn’t worried about that. He was a Watcher for a living. They didn’t exactly do early hour days.
What had all of his focus at the moment, however, was Deanna. They had done rather…unspeakable things to each other a few hours before, and then had fallen asleep. Right now he was awake, though, and didn’t have the heart to move because then that would disturb her, and then he wouldn’t be able to watch Deanna sleep like he was doing now.
She was laying on her side, facing away from him. While normally, as a male, he may focus on the wonderful view that it gave him of her ass (and it WAS a wonderful view), right now he was focusing on less attention grabbing, but still magnificent things. He was actually quite fascinated by the curve of her hip. She had a perfect body that he could barely keep his hands or eyes off her. He lifted up a finger and traced it down her side, sighing softly at the feel of her soft skin under the pad of his finger.
Resting his hand on her waist, he leaned over and nestled into her neck, breathing in her scent, smiling as he felt her long blond hair tickle against his face. She smelled like roses and sunshine to him. Sunshine that he didn’t get to see all that often, due to his job. He didn’t need to see the sunshine, though. Deanna was the sunshine in his life.
Haylee - Charloft Winter Bingo “Frustrated”
“Haylee, I don’t know what it is with you lately, but you’re starting to scare me.”
Haylee could barely pay attention to her agent, Amelia Gaines. The woman was all business most of the time, and it was how Haylee liked it, as it was impossible to talk about her personal life with a human now. Plus, she had never liked talking with people about her personal life in the first place. It was no one’s business. It had been why she had told more than one teacher or concerned citizen to go to hell when they asked about bruises on her face growing up.
Why Amelia was breaking that pattern now was utterly beyond Haylee.
Plus it was hard to hear much of anything with Sy right in her ear all the damn time.
“Wait…what?” She had caught what Amelia said a few seconds after she said it.
“You’re starting to scare me. I mean, you’re last book sold well and everything, but it was different than before. Creepy, even.”
“Don’t we want creepy? I write horror novels for a living, for fuck’s sake,” Haylee pointed out, pushing some of the food around on the plate in front of her. She couldn’t eat it. It actually smelled gross to her, but it looked strange if she didn’t touch it at all.
“Well, there’s creepy…and then there’s you lately,” Amelia said. She went on, but then Haylee lost her by getting lost in her own train of thought.
”This woman sure does talk a lot,” Haylee heard Sy say. ”And what’s wrong with the last novel? I thought that it was the best one yet. You actually listened to some of my advice, for once.”
Haylee laughed. She actually had something of a girlish laugh when someone could pull it out of her. “Well, when you talk so damn much, it’s hard for you to NOT have a say or two in a book,” she said back to Sy.
“THAT’S what I’m talking about!” Amelia’s voice broke through her concentration. “You keep holding half a conversation with yourself! It’s weird. I think you should see a shrink.”
That definitely caught Haylee’s attention. “NO! No shrink. No freaky doctor intruding in on my business,” she snarled, standing up from the table in the restaurant. “Look, I should go. I need to go and do some work. I’ll see you later, OK?”
Without another work, or waiting for Amelia to answer, Haylee turned and walked away.
”You should really get a new agent or something,” Sy said in her ear as she walked away. ”That lady is intruding on stuff she has no need to be asking about.”
“I hope I can get her to stop asking questions,” Haylee said as she headed out the door and toward her car. “It’s a pain in the ass to get a new agent in this city, especially a literary one.” She’d rather get Amelia off her back. She didn’t like ghouls and she REALLY didn’t like the idea of killing the woman. She had kind of grown on her, after all. Like a fungus.
Haylee - Charloft Monday
Today's question is for those of you who roleplay with your characters as well as write them-- do you now, as a result, have an "RP" version of the character who has changed as a result of the characters he or she has met through RP? Does their life story play out differently as a result? Tell us all about the changes!
If you don't RP with your character, you can instead tell us about the way your version differs from their media canon version (for fanfic characters) or if you've ever envisioned 'alternate universe' versions of your character, and what they're like if so!
Haylee has not been played in an RP yet, but she was created for an online Vampire the Masquerade game. I’m sure that she’ll change quite a bit when she is actually played and gets to interact more with other people. She’s a very closed off individual. If it’s not her sire or the few people that, by the life she leads, that she’s required to talk to, she doesn’t talk to people all that much. During a roleplaying game, though, you’re kind of forced to talk to people, whether you want to or not. I look forward to starting to really roleplay her, though. That would be awesome to watch her change a bit as it happens. Frankly, I can only see it being healthy for her to do so.
Then again, what do I know?
Haylee - Charloft Tuesday
For today's prompt, tell us, are you more pragmatic or idealistic?
Give explanations and examples, if you like.
I like to think of myself as more pragmatic and real, and I’m certainly a grumpy and sarcastic bitch like, ninety percent of the time. I’m one of those who see the glass as half-empty with a crack of it and why the hell are we talking about a fucking glass of water anyway because I’ve got shit to do. So, I’m a pessimist for sure.
Then again, I think I’m really an idealistic person. Why? I decided when I was young that I was going to be a writer. That’s a hard as HELL career to really get into, but I tried and actually DID it and now make a fantastic living at it. If that’s not a damn idealist, then I don’t know what is.
Mere - Charloft Munday
Today's question is for those of you who roleplay with your characters as well as write them-- do you now, as a result, have an "RP" version of the character who has changed as a result of the characters he or she has met through RP? Does their life story play out differently as a result? Tell us all about the changes!
If you don't RP with your character, you can instead tell us about the way your version differs from their media canon version (for fanfic characters) or if you've ever envisioned 'alternate universe' versions of your character, and what they're like if so!
I actually roleplay Meredith in two different games. One is her main game, BTVSAL, where she’s in her early twenties, fairly famous with her band Suicide Messiah, dating a singer named Kevin Van Warren, and has been through SO MUCH that it’s nice to see her finally with the happy. This is the version that I answer questions for here, actually.
I also play her in another game where she’s in Sunnydale, seventeen, and is still that fresh faced, young girl. Not much has been done with her there, as the game is still getting off the ground, but I look forward to seeing how she may end up different in that game rather than BTVSAL.
Mere - Charloft Twosday
For today's prompt, tell us, are you more pragmatic or idealistic?
Give explanations and examples, if you like.
I think at the end of the day I totally am idealistic. Despite everything that I’ve been through in my life, I still like to look for the good in everybody. I’ll defend my friends to my dying day, even when they do *really* stupid things, as they are likely to keep constantly doing. Hell, I do stupid things and they stand by me as well. But still, I really only see my life continuing on an upward trajectory right now. I’m just not really a ‘down’ sort of person!
Patience - Charloft Twosday
For today's prompt, tell us, are you more pragmatic or idealistic?
Give explanations and examples, if you like.
I want to be an idealist. I’m hoping to get back together with my husband. I’m wanting to have things go back the way they were. I’m hopeful that it can happen at some point soon, as the only way for me to function properly now would be for me to be with them again. I can’t help but be pragmatic over the situation, and pretty much my life, at this point, though. I haven’t done anything to deserve a proper second chance, so why should I get it?
Is that pragmatism or just general pessimism? I’m not really sure.
Patience - Character Meme
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW
-Tank
-Plaid skirt
-Socks (but no underwear)
THREE THINGS YOU WANT VERY BADLY AT THE MOMENT
-Pat
-Cash
-For things to go back to normal
THREE PEOPLE WHO YOU HOPE WILL DO THE MEME
-Pat
-Gwen
-Paige
THREE THINGS YOU DID LAST NIGHT
-Watch TV
-Stare at the ceiling
-Look at the phone, willing it to ring (I’m a lame bitch right now.)
THREE THINGS YOU ARE GOING TO DO TOMORROW
-Call Pat
…The rest of my day depends highly on that call. I’ll let you know what I do when I do it.
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE DRINKS
-Beer
-Orange Juice
-Soda
THREE THINGS THAT MADE YOU SMILE TODAY
Not a whole hell of a lot.
Haylee - Charloft Thursday
Today's Topic is second chances
One might say that Haylee’s second chance was being turned into a vampire, as she didn’t live all that much to begin with. However, there was actually little that she missed about being a human. She couldn’t drink anymore, but alcohol was slowly killing her anyway, so she didn’t really need it. No, her second chance was actually having the ability to meet people. She had never liked people to begin with. They always asked her questions that she didn’t feel like were any of their business. Plus, they had a tendency to either do bad things or disappear on you. Even though her sire had technically killed her, he had stuck by her, even when he wasn’t in his body anymore he stayed with her. He had proven that, while they were quite rare, there were still a few people out there that were worth seeking out and befriending.
Haylee - Charloft Friday
List---
5 things that are in your fridge / ice box / pantry / larder right now.
4 things you enjoy eating.
3 things you have eaten, and regretted.
2 things you haven't tried eating yet, but would like to.
and 1 thing you are craving.
Bonus Points:
If you don't eat.... food... list some things about your dietary requirements, and how they work.
Frankly, I don’t eat…food. I drink blood. It’s part of the whole vampire shtick. Sometimes I get it from blood banks in the area, and sometimes I get it from actual people. I don’t kill people, though. Well, I try REALLY hard not to kill people. Sometimes shit happens, though. As long as I don’t starve myself or anything, I don’t kill people. I get hungrier quicker than I think I should sometimes, but I’m sure that I can keep a handle on it. Don’t worry. I’ll be able to take care of it and be just fine. I’ll definitely be fine.
Haylee - Charloft Saturday
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. --Aldous Huxley
Uh…what?
It means that you can express anything in music, Haylee.
But what does the silence thing mean? You can’t express anything in silence. Silence is like…the complete absence of expressing anything.
Not everyone needs to scream at the top of their lungs when they want to express themselves. It’s the art of subtlety.
I know subtlety! I’m a writer for god’s sake! I know subtlety a lot more than you do!
But you’re a screamer. I don’t yell.
Have we forgotten the ‘cowbell’ incident?
…I stand corrected.
What were we talking about again? I forgot.
Mere - Charloft Thursday
Today's Topic is second chances
Mere’s second chance (or really more like her fourth or fifth one), was with Kevin. She kind of had that notorious insane bad luck with love that made things kind of painful for her. Kevin was starting to prove to her that maybe she really was made for another person. She had pretty much gotten to the point that she was assuming that a relationship wasn’t going to work for her. She was pretty accepting of it, though. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing to be alone. She was having fun. It was Kevin that helped to show her that it wasn’t the worst thing in the world to try and trust people again. Maybe things would work out in the end. Only time could tell.
Mere - Charloft Friday
List---
5 things that are in your fridge right now.
- Beer
- Coke
- Olives
- Vodka
- Tequila (I actually don’t eat at home a lot. I SWEAR I’m not an alcoholic or anything.)
4 things you enjoy eating.
- Ice cream
- Pizza
- Steak (rare)
- Buffalo wings
3 things you have eaten, and regretted.
- Borscht (Don’t let Catherine convince you otherwise. It’s disgusting.)
- Clam Chowder (Gross)
- Asparagus (Yuck)
2 things you haven't tried eating yet, but would like to.
- Sushi
- The new buffalo wing flavor at the bar (Hawaiian style!)
1 thing you are craving.
- Chocolate (ALWAYS)
Mere - Charloft Saturday
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. --Aldous Huxley
That’s…actually pretty damn deep. Kinda beautiful, really. I can understand silence saying something, though. Like, if you’re with someone that you know so well that you don’t have to fill the silence with mindless chatter but can just chill with each other in silence? THAT is an awesome way to be. I look forward to getting that way with my boyfriend.
I’m a musician, so I understand that music can express things that you can’t put into works. It’s what I do all the time. I actually have a hard time expressing myself (I’m prone to babble on without getting to the point), but I’m great with putting my feelings into song. For song reason, you set music notes to it, I’m clear and concise. Take music away, and on goes the babble machine!
Wesley - Character Meme
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW
Jeans, Blue button up shirt, socks
THREE THINGS YOU WANT VERY BADLY AT THE MOMENT
My life to go back to normal, Gwen to have her bloody baby and stop bitching all the time, Narcissa and I to get married already
THREE PEOPLE WHO YOU HOPE WILL DO THE MEME
Gwen, Narcissa, Blake
THREE THINGS YOU DID LAST NIGHT
Slept, Explained AGAIN why I couldn’t wait for Gwen to come get me before burning the house down, Checking again to make sure that Amata burned down with the house I left her in
THREE THINGS YOU ARE GOING TO DO TOMORROW
Sleep, Spend time with Narcissa, Shop for my upcoming grandchild
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE DRINKS
Scotch, tea, water
THREE THINGS THAT MADE YOU SMILE TODAY
Gwen claiming that she was fat and hideous when she obviously isn’t, Narcissa griping at me that I shouldn’t have lit a house in the desert on fire, Blake trying to braid my hair to point out to me that I needed a hair cut
I know I initially said that I wouldn't include character memes, but the main place that I get character stuff from, charloft, does them on Fridays, so I'm taking that back. I still want drabbles and writings to make up the majority of what I write, though. That's my intent, anyway.