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- Barrett - 01-21-2012 [html] <style> .barry-curves p {padding:8px 15px 0px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;font-size:11px; line-height:15px;} .barry-curves p:first-letter {font-size:20px;font-weight:normal;font-family:'Alex Brush', cursive;} .barry-curves b {color:#E39101; font-family: times, serif;font-weight:bold; font-size:14px;text-shadow: #2C0B02 1px 1px 3px;quotes:'“' '”';} .barry-curves b:before{content:open-quote;} .barry-curves b:after{content:close-quote;} .barry-curves {font-family: georgia,serif; color:#F46B00;text-align: justify; background-color:#090000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... lyrics.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 375px 0px;width:100%;border:0;width:90%; margin:0 auto; max-width:700px; min-width:480px;-moz-box-shadow: 7px 7px 20px #111111;-webkit-box-shadow: 7px 7px 20px #111111;margin-top:20px;margin:bottom:20px;-moz-border-radius:15px;border-radius:15px;} .barry-curves .ooc {padding:0px; margin-right:20px;margin-left:20px;margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;border-bottom:1px dotted #2C0B02; font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:10px;color:#822500;line-height:12px;} </style>[/html] - Lilin Soulstorm - 02-12-2012 [html] Word Count :: 311 XDDD She had attempted to compose herself to sleep, though the images in her head proved to be a nuisance. Finding slumber impossible, Lilin had spent the night tossing and turning, trying to drown out the sounds of primal nature: Barrett's lovemaking or rather, his meaningless midnight romp. She had seen and heard entirely too much. The exact time of the woman's departure was uncertain, the newest Hilsburn resident had done everything in her power to keep herself from looking out her window. The last scene she'd laid eyes on involved a female making good use of her hips on top of her landlord and while she'd been shocked at first, watching more than what was intended, Lilin had done a fairly good job keeping to herself, retiring to the confinements of her room for the rest of the night. Somewhere between dark and light, the earliest rays of sunlight brought forth a new day. Particles of dust glistened brightly as dawn snuck into her living quarters where she would've been asleep, had it not been for the nocturnal ordeal she had involuntarily partaken in. Eyelids half open, revealing a now tarnished blue, Lilin lingered where she lay longer than she would have on a normal day. It was only when she finally mustered up the courage to peer through her window again, over the dead treeline, that she decided to go outside and greet her companion's forlorn silhouette. "Barry," First came his name, once hushed and barely audible, then a second time; this time louder with plenty more conviction. "Barrett!" she barked, poking what she assumed to be his ribs with her right foot. It was hard to tell in this situation, seeing as he was conveniently shielding himself from the outside world with a blanket. He was enclosed in an aura of alcohol and drugs; it made her stomach churn. Image courtesy of jeremy vandel; table by the Mentors! <style>.lilintable { background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/Jdb1e.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: top center; background-color:#000000; width:500px; margin:0px auto; text-align: left; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; color:#A0795D; font-family: 'georgia', serif; font-size:12px; line-height:18px; border:1px solid #d0ac1d; outline:1px solid #000000;} .lilintable b {color:#d0ac1d; } .lilintable p { text-indent:40px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .lilintable p.ooc { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; } </style> [/html] - Barrett - 02-13-2012 [html] <style> .barry-curves p {padding:8px 15px 0px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;font-size:11px; line-height:15px;} .barry-curves p:first-letter {font-size:20px;font-weight:normal;font-family:'Alex Brush', cursive;} .barry-curves b {color:#E39101; font-family: times, serif;font-weight:bold; font-size:14px;text-shadow: #2C0B02 1px 1px 3px;quotes:'“' '”';} .barry-curves b:before{content:open-quote;} .barry-curves b:after{content:close-quote;} .barry-curves {font-family: georgia,serif; color:#F46B00;text-align: justify; background-color:#090000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... lyrics.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 375px 0px;width:100%;border:0;width:90%; margin:0 auto; max-width:700px; min-width:480px;-moz-box-shadow: 7px 7px 20px #111111;-webkit-box-shadow: 7px 7px 20px #111111;margin-top:20px;margin:bottom:20px;-moz-border-radius:15px;border-radius:15px;} .barry-curves .ooc {padding:0px; margin-right:20px;margin-left:20px;margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;border-bottom:1px dotted #2C0B02; font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:10px;color:#822500;line-height:12px;} </style>[/html] - Lilin Soulstorm - 03-08-2012 [html] wotd: pococurante Mounting frustration was visible through her hardened expression, triggered by the unpleasant delay in response to her relentless insistence. Lilin stood rooted in her spot, her maw slightly agape with wonder; truthfully, she had expected a certain level of shame from her landlord, or even guilt at the very least! Had it not been for the slight shove of her foot, she might not even have gotten a rise out of him at all. His surprised yip and gratuitous flailing was enough to coax a satisfied smirk from her and only then did she allow herself to loosen up. But her general demeanour did not change. Au contraire, the two-toned juvenile only reinforced it by folding her arms tightly below her bust. She could have been more pococurante about it, seeing as she was merely a guest in his house but acting as such would’ve meant going against her beliefs; something she’d never done before. The leftovers of a night well spent were evident, hence why Lilin hadn’t really come up with an explanation to justify her dismay. It was clear in her mind that Barry would simply know why. His inquiry refuted such an assumption, compelling the yearling to throw both of her hands into the air in a discouraged fashion. “Uh, seriously?” she stated obtusely, stumped by the situation she’d gotten herself into. ”I hope you had fun because you kept me up all night.” Mediterranean blue irises instinctively left the landowner’s figure then, taking in the evidence. Image courtesy of jeremy vandel; table by the Mentors! <style>.lilintable { background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/Jdb1e.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: top center; background-color:#000000; width:500px; margin:0px auto; text-align: left; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; color:#A0795D; font-family: 'georgia', serif; font-size:12px; line-height:18px; border:1px solid #d0ac1d; outline:1px solid #000000;} .lilintable b {color:#d0ac1d; } .lilintable p { text-indent:40px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .lilintable p.ooc { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; } </style> [/html] |