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LoftiecriesLoftiecries : It's either rp or editing with me at the moment.
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Loftiecries: (( If I was going to repost my activity... it would've just been one big ole' entrance so.... ))
Loftiecries: A dew drop was settled across the surface of a leaf, the sun’s rays reflecting off its urchin hollows with green transcendence in its visual scheme. The plant itself was lathering up with the brandish of heat waves coming back from yesterday’s mild little rain shower, making the plant fertilizer moist at its roots from the window perch of Alex’s dorm. Atop the mountain peak of her bunk bed, Alex was sprawled across its sheets in a mutual array of release and satisfaction. The sun was already coasting across the bronze window pane of her dorm window and she could smell the crisp berry of dew of morning moon shine. Adorning a thin, long-sleeved crop shirt, her stomach was exposed all the way to the underneath peak of her breasts where her skin lurked with such soft appeal. The escort of her sweatpants dragged down her hipbones and the peaks across whilst her fingers started to curl against the halo of black hair sprawled across her pillow. When she stirred from her sleep her pretty little expression twisted into distaste. The sun’s rays were burning images in the backs of her eyelids and she found the shapes and crystal like patterns start to draw into spires of circles. Chest rising, she filled up her lungs with good vibes while her toes curled inwardly before arching her back into whatever collision she was preparing for as the air became so thin against her thoughts. She rolled onto her stomach and let her body curl up before expanding her limbs across the bed to hold her up so that she can draw her body up starting by her butt rising to the ceiling. Alex thrived against the sheets and let her limbs stretch and escort themselves off the edge of the bed before she fell down with a thud, “Hmph.” From there, it was just like the routine back at home. Stay in pajamas, don’t fix her hair, and just roam across her surroundings. For now she was shuffling out the fixation her muscle and tissue gave off every time she woke up from her dreary states. She was a strange little urchin with lukewarm, cerulean irises just lurking cross every angle in her domain. It was enough to bring a smile to her expression when she thought of the different remedies and herbal grooves that she was going to explore through the surface of the school. College was just another stepping stone to something bigger for her. What she planned on doing wasn’t legal but sure enough, all the best things in life had limits to them so long as there were people around the corner. Hence why she’d prefer to be an isolated fuck rather than roam across people that were Judgmental Judys and Prejudice Pennys. She’d rather have people come over across their desires and pick up the remedies by the rumors spread across the California groves. We’ll just have to see what happens once she gets her marijuana farm on the run. Alex let out a silky exhale and started to make the contents of her bed neater than she expected for a wake-shifter. From there she started out of her door and continued the romp and roam, but made sure to lock her room behind her for safe-keeping. Alex ventured her long legs across the foyer to where the counter corners were installed for the gentle terms of student convenience. Fridge for food and leftovers; coffee machine for.. well coffee; dish washer of course; and a sink. Convenient. She gave it a good thought or two until she strode over to the coffee machine where she handled the mechanism till it poured a good dew of French Vanilla. She wasn’t much for caffeine and nicotine but she was all about the buzz for liquor and weed. So she sugarcoated her cup of coffee with half and half before taking a quick sip––only to cough a good dozen times at the way the heat of the coffee burned her taste buds clean off. She hissed under her breath and put the cup back down to the counter before climbing atop and letting herself sit and swing her legs up and down, hitting the cabinet doors with her heels.
Loftiecries: She liked it when the area stood quiet like this. It was like she was absorbing the morning like a fresh breath of air. Just what the doctor ordered’. A good seven minutes had passed between her and the cup of coffee. Alex still hadn’t taken a second taste of it yet because she still felt the numb excruciating feeling attached to the pad of her tongue as she rubbed it up and down across the ceiling of her mouth. Unconsciously, she was sporting on a pout with the way her bottom lip jutted out whilst she glared at her cup of coffee. Her lips parted for a second moment and she started to raise the cup back up to her lips where it surrounded the bottom frame of her mouth in such a warm comfort before she sipped in the kissing astonishment of French Vanilla. The sweet taste embraced her tongue and she felt it surge through her throat like some kind of remorse. Mm. Maybe coffee wasn’t that bad after all… Alexandria sipped the coffee in doses and made sure to lick the remains across her teeth so that they wouldn’t stain too bad. The day was still ripe and from the last time she checked, it was still before noon so she had plenty of time before her 3 pm. class started. She leaned her back into the cabinet and felt the knob dig just underneath her shoulder blade where she squirmed and shifted into place. Tucking her bottom lip underneath her teeth, she sucked on the soft tissue in thought and then released it with an audible ‘pop’ just when she felt the urge to yawn. Covering her mouth, she could taste the French Vanilla at the tip of her tongue. Ankles rotating left and right, she measured just how much energy she was willing to invest on getting ready for the morning. Makeup literally took her twenty minutes if she wanted to look fancy; Clothes was as easy as one, two, three. “Mm.. I ain’t got no Santeria.” She mused to herself and took another swig of her coffee, reaching all the way up to a good halfway point before settling down to her lap with a satisfied smile. She drank the remains of her coffee and let it all flourish within her insides, brewing across her nerves like a token of some sort. It all eclipsed and made her feel regenerated at some point in her relaxed state. But enough was enough. She had to get back to work. Alex heaved herself off the counters and took the cup to the sink where she started washing the white porcelain with her delicate, slender fingers. “I ain’t got no crystal ball––had a million dollars, but I… I spent it all.’~” Her hips swayed along with the moderate tempo she was singing at and with it, her sweat pants sashayed with her. The hem of her back was exposed while the rest of her stood there cold and reluctant. She took a slow breath inward and polished the cup clean before setting it aside in the cabinet. When she was done, she turned back to her cabinet and leaned back, letting out a satisfied exhale at her own work. There was still too much shit to do. The forms of her fingers ran through her hair loosely while she marveled at the softness of it. Normally, her hair was course and untidy but it must have been some kind of shampoo she used for her to end up with a more kept like effect. Sure there were a few knots here and there but it didn’t stop her from parting them till they were evenly distributed among themselves. From there she moved across the parlor and ventured over to her dorm’s door where she shimmied the keys an extra notch and slid into her room. She took the end of her crop shirt and rolled it up and over her head, tossing it over to the bunk bed. With a bounce of her bare chest she hooked her thumbs into her sweat pants and drew them down to her ankles before kicking those up to the bed too. She mussed up her hair a bit and walked across her room to her dresser, naked with the exception of her black, laced boycott-boyshorts. There was a little skip as her lithe body managed itself to the drawers where she started cherry picking to her desirable clothes.
Loftiecries: She started drawing her grey jeans up one leg at a time before holding them snug to her hips, zipped and buttoned. The bands of her tank were as light as floss over the cliffs of Alex’s shoulder but it helped wearing a black sports bra to blend with the grey filter material. Still, it wasn’t enough. In addition, Alex added a charcoal Bedouin scarf to the equation and settled it with a pair of Bohemian ’07 earrings. Just right’. When she finished getting acquainted with her stuff, she dragged over her backpack to her side where she rummaged through the acquired supplies and materials so that she could find herself a small plastic baggy. It was small, yes, but completely congested with herb—particularly weed. When she opened it up, the aroma was pinching at her nostrils with nostalgia. Fingers burying themselves into the bag, she extracted a pinch and filed it in a glass pipe that was found in one of the pockets of her backpack. She expertly lifted up the glass pipe to her mouth and with a match poised into friction, the light was made and she managed to flick a good lighting before smothering it to the opening. The opening for her pipe was small but enough for her to droll the material into her pretty, little, pink lungs. She held it there for a good forty seconds, trying her best not to let it go to her tissue fibers rather than her brain. She tilted her head back and let the smog escape the opening of her mouth, following up to the ceiling in its willow wisps and hurls. They reached like filthy palms up to the heavens and expanded across the borders while the wisps clung to her cupid lips like spider veins. Taking a second hit, she watched the folds of the green embellishments churn and broil at the heat uncovering its hearth. It was startling at first and even Alex could feel her throat start to dry up as its container brewed something strong across her nerves. She poised them slowly with the air suspending above her. She let out a sigh and then dragged her knees across the floor to sit up so that she could open up a window and vent out the room from its pungent aroma. Alex just couldn’t leave the good stuff back at home especially when it was made under her own hands, not by some artificial dumb fuck in the backwoods closets of Arkansas. She sat back down to the window and continued inhaling the buzz granite granted in the glass pipe. It was enough to get the smog accustomed to the nostrils of her nose. When she was done with her little melt, she lifted her arm over the window and knocked the glass against the pane to empty the wreath into the grass outside. Alex bent her knees inward and stretched her back whilst her arms dragged up to the pane, stringing her hair along her fingers while she was it as her mind felt like it was emptying itself of the cringing strain that managed to come to home. Escorting her plastic baggy back into the bag with the glass filer, she zipped up the esquire and picked herself up from the floor. With a slow drag of her arms behind her back, she stretched out the kinks and took the trip out her dorm. Her body made bee-lines across the foyer and she skid one of the chairs out with a fair sigh before sitting herself down with a cross of her legs. Torso dragging itself across the table surface, Alex mediated her patience and let her cheek press itself across the wooden top so that she could close her eyes with a flutter of her wing-tipped lashes. Alex’s exhale drew out like a refined silk against sandalwood amongst the oxygen drive. Her lot was coming up while the rest of the domain was coming down. Despite that, she was still trying to ground herself and sink her feet down to the surface of her feet. Boots locking against her little toes, she knocked them into an odd pattern of tapping whilst she curled her loose tendril of hair between her fingers. Right around now, she wanted to go across the seas and meet handsome men, drink loads of champagne, and smoke duds like a bootlegger, but now she was sinking into a steady slope of practice.
Lusivo: ((Omg. Loft. Like))
Loftiecries: (( Oh yeah. That's been the whole activity as of now. ))
Lusivo: ((Thats really really long.))
LoftiecriesLoftiecries : (( A good three pages long. ))
Loftiecries: (( 2,214 words. Arial font. Size 12 ))
CiIene: ((Jesus.))
Loftiecries: (( My longest span was 21 pages. ))
CiIeneCiIene : ((I'm gonna go to sleep, I'm exaughsted.))
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Lusivo: Lucius walked out of the kitchen carrying his coffee mug in his hands. He sat at one of the tables in the dining hall. As he made himself comfortable in his chair, he carefully sat the mug full of hot chocolate on the table. Lucius reached into his pocket grabbing his phone pulling it out of his pocket. He entered his password in his phone abd started scrolling through his apps.
Covet: [Alright, I want to point a few things out...Just so that we're all on the same page. First of all, I don't give a fuck what beef there is OOC. That's between you all, however, I will not tolerate someone bad mouthing another member over issues that don't apply to here, in one of our public rooms. Mani has NOT settled for less, in fact she's one of the longest, strongest and most dedicated members of this RP, and has helped us run it rather smoothly for over a year, I might add. Second, in this RP it is not about the LENGTH of a post. I'm sorry, but if you want to post paragraph after paragraph, then go to a forum RP, because nobody has time for your wordy, pointless posts. It doesn't matter how many words, how many pages....because when you do shit like that, it takes 3 times as long to read, and repost to it, ESPECIALLY if we have MULTIPLE people in a room. We prefer a shorter, quicker, more live action feel. So if you are expecting people to be on "your level", perhaps you find an RP that caters to that, because it sure as shit isn't going to be this one, because nobody is going to care about your posts, and will skim them, or ignore them all together, so it would be a rather lonely place to be. There is no reason to type all of that because, nobody can read your inner thoughts, and USE them to RP, and the extra flourish and detail, is a little too much. Basically , nobody cares HOW you breathe, because we already know you breathe. You wanna do that kind of posting in your own rooms for this RP, fine, but not in the public rooms, with other people. This is a Role Play, "Not let me show you my novel writing 101". Does this make sense and am I clear?]
Lusivo: Serenity pushed open the doors of Talon Hall, she stopped at the locked doors. She pulled out her ID card that she had kept before moving out. She slid the card in the slot waiting for the green light to appear ont he box. After seeing the light, she pulled open the door walking into Talon Hall seeing a few people scattered across the room. She noticed Lucius sitting at the table on his phone. Serenity went over to him and pulled out a chair sitting across from him. "What up Lucicrisp?" She said looking at him with a smile. //"Shut up Serenity." He said keeping his eyes focused on his phone's screen. "Like you wouldn't have any aderol on you?"
Loftiecries: (( Not a goddamn bit. But you'll just have to excuse me because I didn't come five long years of practice and critique to be undersized by a bitter, old, wanton flea that thinks she has authority over someone else's perception. Despite what you think of me or whatever you saw going on in the room, everything of what you've stated to me is complete bias and doesn't even correlate to fair grounds between mutual parties. We have a new girl come into this facility and even /she/ notices something up with the picture. Personally, I don't give a rat's ass or fecal matter whether I roleplay with the lot of you or not. I'm in it for my character's developments, not my own relations. I don't care for Manny so long as she doesn't take things personally on her head which I made so very clear in prior states. You don't know me. And you certainly don't know her. It's the internet. Grow the fuck up. If you don't like that, then you're going to have a hard, hard, time accepting actual quality on top of a natured person. And if that's the case, so be it, but there's been cases with her so it's not just me talking. It can be anyone. She complains and she fiddles and she sits on her hands. Hell, she even gets aggrivated towards the one friend that tries to make the better situation out of herself, so you can shove whatever idealism you have wandering in your head because it doesn't work that way around here. You'll never know what she's capable of and if she doesn't like that, she's a big girl. She can handle herself. Honestly, do mothers birth morons just to upset me? Because it sure as hell isn't going to offer shit in your case just because of whatever you're trying to make around here. So have fun with your little party. I'm just in it for the inspiration which I can honestly find else where where the effort is as ideal as any other risque.' So boot me. Take me off of your page. Do whatever you like. But the only way you're ever going to change my mind is if you speak to me like a human being and not like a trollop acting as an authority member. Because in here, you're not the only one that has digits on her mind. ))
Covet: [And all I can see is blah blah blah I'm a whiney bitch, because I'm not getting my way. We cater to all RP'rs here, within reason. And I will not tolerate someone who is condescending to our other members. It's been nice having you here, but clearly you are meant for much greater things. I would like you to keep in mind that this is IMVU, and nobody gives a flying fuck. Especially when all you are is full of hot air. Seeing as Steph and I, and Mani along the way have created this RP from the ground up, I don't think you understand who the fuck you are talking to. I know exactly what Mani is capable of, and she's been nothing but a shinning star since the first fucking day I met her damn near 3 years ago. Here's a bit of advice. When role playing in a CASUAL setting that is based on REAL LIFE, Keep in mind that a majority of the population is average, boring and is stuck in the average day to day rut of life. Which is clearly where you are stuck if you think you are some gift to the Roleplaying world because you can type up 21 pages. Guess what Sweetie, that translates to literally NOTHING in the real world, unless you are writing a book, and quite frankly, I'd rather read the Twilight Saga in full, before trudging through one of you pompus piece of shit posts, even once.]
Loftiecries: (( My point exactly. All you see is dreaded insults that you don't even sift through what's really lurking in this whole topic. And yeah, clearly I am made for greater things if I'm taking my time to invest on a character that's in the making so I'll hit you up sometime if that really goes anywhere. By the way, if nobody gave a flying fuck about anything why is it that you're shoving this converation down your gurdle? It doesn't suit you and it makes the conversation all the more stale and revolting the more I read your context and diction. Hot air is what I am because I am honestly a hot mess, something that you just can't touch because you're just full of distraut. You know what Mani is capable of? Stirring character shit pots as usual. She's not going to create anything real influencing––anything real at all, because she doesn't have the drive. She just gets off on the demeanors she creates like she's a Scarlet Witch from the Marvel series. It's not that easy to make a goddess and if she thinks fecal matter quality of rp is going to get her through the days, she's wrong. Shining** btw is the way you spell shining. But I'll forgive you since you're an uncultured swine by tumblr definition. I'm in college. College is not that average and it's certainly not that boring. Not everyone asks for sex without actually asking for it. They merely interact with people through out the day because they can and because it's a suiting image on their part to get the status they want. Boom. Charades. Get some interest in here otherwise this will be dry and flaky as Oprah Winfrey's coochie. I merely state my accomplishments because you still don't know shit that I can do in this league of expertise. And I benefit all of this from my research, my efforts, and my time. Digits that you have on your hands that you're wasting over this. Why am I investing time over this? Frankly because I need something to make me smirk every now and then. I'm just that cynical and you're just that easy to bruise, pumpkin. ))
Covet: TL:DR. Bye, it's been nice to have you around. I asked you to stop belittling one of my friends, and you clearly have no respect for her. So buh bye sugar tits.]
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Covet: [Jer....can I make a tinsey, winsey little request?]
Lusivo: ((Yes.))
Covet: [STOP INVITING POMPUS MORONS.....they give me a headache...V.V]
Lusivo: ((I so sorry. But like, loft came in just on her own. I was like this RP is interesting. Then the other bitch, I dont talk to her ass. She messaged me last night talking about my RP and who owns the RP.))
Covet: [XD Ot
Covet: [*It's all good. She's gone and with little to no ACTUAL damage...XD]
LusivoLusivo : *She was like this RP seems interesting))
LusivoLusivo Whisper: ((I was just like, Imma sit my ass here and just RP))
Covet: [XD it's all good, Mani told me she was talking shit about her "potential" and I immediately turned into Defender mode. Cause this bitch clearly doesn't know shit.]
Lusivo: ((Yeah I heard about that and I was just like why would you say something like that.))
Covet: [Cause she wanted to stir the shit pot, and it's over an OOC issue, and we don't do that here...sorry XD]
CovetCovet Whisper: [All the IC drama you want, just don't make it an OOC thing]
LusivoLusivo Whisper: ((Im cool with it. Like, that was her decision and she started shit. Like I dont do drama either))
Lusivo: ((We are in PC and she is telling me how Mani isn't a good friend for me.))
Lusivo: ((And Im just like. I talk to Mani all the time and she called me naive.))
Covet: [Bitch go home and cry into your blanket and piss in your nappie. Mani is fucking awesome.]
Covet: [God I don't think I've ever met someone as full of themselves as she is....and I've met some pretty self entitled people on here....]
Covet: [guh...well that being said...I'm going back to finish the Rehab facility in Central x.x I'm almost done!]
Tsaaq: ((Okay my love lmao xD))
Tsaaq: ((I can't wait to see it done <3)))
Lusivo: ((Im over it at this point. I just dont know what to say, Im so tired XD))
Covet: [ XD it's all good. It's really no sweat off my back. She wasn't here long enough to make any sort of impact so, good riddance to bad cheese]