She has returned! The frost that kept me still has become the dew upon the green to rival the forest.

Twice damned am I. Looking out in to the short evenings, the illumination from square windows framing scenes beyond my reach and not my sight. Moving pictures of stories come to life. None but the omnipresent eyes of God perched on his throne see me now, observing raptly as I do them ( Read more... )

What boorish tomfoolery be this?

Who threw that?

[ooc; I have a packed Saturday so backdating will be welcomed.]

Man and beast do not to be one and the same. Even in the great jungles, distinction stands to separate. For does not one great cat have stripes while the other sports a speckled pelt? Sameness is just not found. I am no animal. Nor shall I ever be. My title is but a sign of affection for not only my estate but that of the noble House of Capulet, no ( Read more... )

[video::action post]

[A Tybaliger stalks through the concrete jungles of the City. Observe the colorings, typical to the breed he has the darkened hair and facial hair depicting that he's in prime condition. No trainer in sight, gasp, it's a wild Tybaliger. In order to maintain strength, Tybaliger seeks the tobacco plant from its sophsiticated ( Read more... )

Very poorly filtered from Cindy//Someone Learn Tybalt Coding

Ladies, I come to thee with words not meant for repeating. Rest at ease for no insult nor brashness, talk of ruckus unknown to thy soften hands, soft voices and serenity which a true lady has as an invisible entourage. I ask what would best please a lady to recieve as a token of affections ( Read more... )

Am I the only man that stands aghast? What manner of warfare is all for a flag? That be no banner of a conquered nation filled with riches best fitting the victor by Nike's pale hands. Echo the confusion of mine, brethren. Where are the true warriors? Hast thou forgotten thy battle cry? Not I, not I. The unfurled white flag hoisted at midnight ( Read more... )

Elements of earthly strength hath oft' held us in discomfort. I am reminded that while men in their devices be mighty other works are at play. For when plans be laid like fine linen over the table and all the cutlery of most precious silver the feast be uncertain. Still so grumble our emptiness for what is not within grasp. O that it was. O for ( Read more... )

[earlier this evening]

audio;

[Hushed voice.]

Cousin, remember well the lessons had. Tis the hour of trial. Play true, nay! Play from thy heart, for that is what t'will listen.

[rustle, rustle, rustle. Clunk of a hollow wood object. Strumming of chords for a few seconds. And so begins a guitar serenade 'neath Cindy's window.]
end;

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Good citizenry, allow me to make a matter more clear. Therein this motley territory are two gentleman by the rare christened name Tybalt. No assumptions to the other man shall I make but speak only for myself to prevent further confusion.

I am a Capulet of Verona Beach. Yes, the family that climbed the summit of commerce to reign for generations. ( Read more... )