Mo' money, mo' problems - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: Mo' money, mo' problems (/showthread.php?tid=17949) |
- Naniko D'Angelo - 05-23-2011 [html]
<style type="text/css"> .nani22 {width:400px; background-image:url('http://www.ghostecho.net/souls/ana/naniko.png'); background-position:bottom center; background-color:#AFC4CC; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid black;} .nani222 {padding:10px 10px 85px 10px; font-family:georgia; font-size:11px; color:#384F57; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .nani22 b {color:#476571;} .nani22 p {text-indent:39px; margin:0px;} </style>[/html] - Gemma Rhiannon Sawtooth - 05-24-2011 [html] Word Count » 350 :: Out of character text here. The dark night around her did not bother Gemma at all, she likened herself to a star of the sky standing out lusciously against the backdrop of black rather than other less fortunate canines she knew. They did not have her good luck of being born completely white to celebrate for. To Gemma white pups are the most important of the litter to be cherished and adored, of course the others would be loved as well but just not as much as the little white stars. So far she had held true to her beliefs but the woman did not know how she would react upon the arrival into her life of any live pups, the eight of two litters she had birthed prematurely had been too young to judge them based on color, she was not that harsh as to scorn the dead, the pain of loosing them still made her sour and bitter when she thought about it although she knew that for both litters she had been too young to care for them like a mother should. Thoroughly depressed now she turned her attention outwards upon her surroundings, tress waved in the slight breeze but were hushed as though taking care not to disturb those who slept through the night hours. She decided that there would be better company than just herself in the safety of the caves and so set off for the entrance to inside the Halycon mountains. She was almost upon them when in the distance she saw another such as herself, white coat shining out in the night, the other was moving slower then herself so she quickly caught up and found herself at an intersecting angle. Only when she was close could the scent identify the stranger wolf as Naniko, the Angela. Gemma stiffened, she had never met Naniko but she had heard stories that did not endear her to the leader woman, rumors that made her want to hide but Gemma Sawtooth was no coward, with a respectful dip of her head as she came into the other's sight range, "Hello Ma'am." .free-a37 .ooc {font-style:italic; color:#000000;} .free-a37 .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .free-a37 p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .free-a37 b {color:#ef6c42; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .free-a37 {font-family: garamond, serif; font-size:14px; color:#e6ceac; letter-spacing:.8px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:475px;} .free-a37 .inner{background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://anna.sleepyglow.net/images/gifts/free-a37.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:190px 0px 10px 0px; border:0px solid #fff; width:475px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-02-2011 [html]
<style type="text/css"> .nani22 {width:400px; background-image:url('http://www.ghostecho.net/souls/ana/naniko.png'); background-position:bottom center; background-color:#AFC4CC; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid black;} .nani222 {padding:10px 10px 85px 10px; font-family:georgia; font-size:11px; color:#384F57; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .nani22 b {color:#476571;} .nani22 p {text-indent:39px; margin:0px;} </style>[/html] - Gemma Rhiannon Sawtooth - 06-23-2011 fail post D: Nerves filled her up and consumed her inside as she watched the Angela pause in the removal of her weapon belt. The female felt very foolish and useless next to the armed leader, like she was a useless thing intended to look pretty only and never be anything more worthful or helpful. She shuffled her feet in shame and looked down at the dainty digits, she did want to be useful to this pack that had so kindly accepted her even though she had suddenly appeared within their midst. Sharp eyes looked her over and the femme pinned back her ears in respect, a pretty thing she may be but dumb she was not. She shook her head as Naniko questioned them meeting before and took the words as an asking of who she was, "I'm Gemma Sawtooth, Lucifer's daughter." Again she shuffled her feet, if she was wanting to be useful then she should find herself a job to do within the pack, Naniko would be just the person to ask, "Well the thing is I was wanting to have a role within the pack to help keep it going but I don't know what jobs there are to do or how I'd go about getting them, I was just wondering if you would explain them to me, if you have the time." - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-28-2011 [html]
<style type="text/css"> .nani22 {width:400px; background-image:url('http://www.ghostecho.net/souls/ana/naniko.png'); background-position:bottom center; background-color:#AFC4CC; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid black;} .nani222 {padding:10px 10px 85px 10px; font-family:georgia; font-size:11px; color:#384F57; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .nani22 b {color:#476571;} .nani22 p {text-indent:39px; margin:0px;} </style>[/html] - Gemma Rhiannon Sawtooth - 06-30-2011 She smiled weakly as the Angela apologised for not being at her joining and the woman decided it was best that she not mention being kidnapped by Alaki, the man already hated her enough as it was and she didn't need to give him any more reason to be tempted to hurt her. She nodded to the question of whether or not she was liking it so far, and smiled with a more genuine expression this time, she did like it in Anathema, it was a lot better than being in the bachelor pack she had been in previously. She nodded attentively as Naniko explained to her the various jobs that one could immerse themselves in while sequestered in Anathema, although when the woman mentioned pup-sitting, Gemma's blue eyes lit up in the way that only those who had given birth themselves could know and appreciate, the bond of motherhood shared, even if Gemma had never truly gotten to mother her own children. She began to walk besides Naniko on their way back to the caves while she tried to think of a polite way to answer the last question, "Uhhm, I don't think any job I had in the last pack I was in would be appropriate." Although she did not speak the completel answer aloud, her meaning was perfectly clear although hidden within her words, she had been kept as a sex slave for a group of roving males who had taken a liking to her. |