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Something to think about ...
Go here and reload until you get five quotes that sum up your philosophy or outlook, then post them.
When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability... To be alive is to be vulnerable.Madeleine L'Engle (1918 - ), "Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith ( Read more... ) -
Stolen from nearly everyone
I've given my characters a healthy dose of Veritaserum and now they have to tell the truth. What does this mean for you? Ask my characters questions about anything and everything and they will truthfully answer it. So, go ahead and ask what you want. She can't beat around the bush with half-truths. -
OOC RP meme!
I have a meme over here open to anyone who has roleplayed with Kia or any of my other characters. Feel free to answer as many or as few of the questions as appeals to you, since not all of them will apply to everybody. ^_^ -
Seen in several muse journals ...
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(OM) 18. Speaking to the President
Your country's leader is in front of you. How do you speak to him or her? What do you say?
Note: This conversation takes place two days after events in this post and this one."Ms. Holtz." The elegant redhead in the tailored suit rose from her desk to extend a hand. "You have no idea how pleased I am to meet you. I'm Laura Roslin ( Read more... ) -
Some long overdue answers ...
Oh, Hestia, but I've taken entirely too long about posting this. My apologies, folks. The mun has had issues.INSTRUCTIONS ( Read more... ) -
(OM) 16. Fictional Places
If you could live in any fictional place, where/when/what would it be?
As two young friends of mine recently pointed out, our fleet is caught between the historical and the legendary. We've lost our home, the Twelve Colonies that were in fact, now reduced to distant ruins and memories. We seek the Thirteenth Colony, the Earth that might be, but ( Read more... ) -
(OM) 11. Apologies Never to be Given
Whom do you owe an apology?
Her name was Melissa Keres.
She was my manager, my amanuensis, my right hand, my friend. She handled all the promotions, presentations, accounts and other business arrangements for my scent design firm, freeing me to create. She had a husband and a six-year-old son. She was thirty-three years old.
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(OM) 10. Telling Lies
Tell a lie.
Just one? I could come up with so many ...
Not long ago, after a day even more brim-full than usual of screaming children, rebellious teens, recalcitrant suppliers and overstressed, argumentative staff, I did not pitch a full-fledged shit fit during which I informed Mark at the top of my lungs that the entire shebang was his to deal ( Read more... )