The human child broke the tension between them. Jezzebelle forced a smile that did nothing to comfort the visibly anxious girl. Honestly she could have slapped her; her free hand itched to do so. Fingers, resembling a claw, flexing sporadically within the deep folds of luxurious fabric now pooled about her kneeling form. She’d had him, he had been ( Read more... )

Your personal writing style Donna is very refreshing and indepth, even in the few rp posts that I have read. I personally am inspired from time to time ( Read more... )

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did I come to a place when I will turn away a proposed room simply because I feel I can now say no. Because the room would drag in drama and upheaval and disturb the peace that we all cherish on SD (I am flattered that we were chosen for -exactly- that reason). A room that is busy on another site and would certainly increase traffic. But it was ( Read more... )

I think I've touched on this topic before; maybe several times. I honestly can't remember. But let's try this again ( Read more... )

Depending on who is dispensing the flattery and the nature of its content. Telling me I have 'nice boobs' for instance will earn you a kick in the balls. -that- is not flattery, nor is it complimentary. Only one person in the known internet universe has -ever- gotten away with something -remotely- akin to that...and only I know why. *chuckle*

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Imagine my surprise, when last night our lowly little chat site was visited by historic greatness. *chuckle*. The Lord of Ethereal Realms dropped in; yes, Martin Foster himself. I don't know what we did to deserve such an honor but I am certainly without words...almost.

Hiya Martin, how ya doing?! Long time, no see.

This weekend Sanguinem Draconis will be moved to a dedicated server. Our -own- dedicated server. Twice the RAM, more storage space, etc. Everything will be moved and -tested- before it goes live. It might take a couple hours for ISP catch-up. And the move itself shouldn't take more than a very few hours, 2 or 3 ( Read more... )

There was a quote that went something like, it is always 3:15 a.m. in the darkness of the soul. Tryst remembered hearing it somewhere,sometime but couldn't recall the exact situation, not that it really mattered of course. Glancing at the clock on the dashboard she was vaugely amused to discover that indeed it was, exactly 3:15. Even fate seemed to ( Read more... )

wiriting, creating a new room and finally talking an old rp buddy(from ER yet) into shaking the dust off. I don't know if most of you would remember him, some might though. Damn fine writer, like all of us he says he's "rusty", that's fair. But I told him the only way to get rid of the rust was to start rping again. Finally, after months of him ( Read more... )