DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Mar 28, 2015 22:51:57 GMT -8
"It helps that I believe our friends have found peace, wherever their sweet ghosts now reside. In life, we so rarely have that luxury - peace, I mean. I'm sorry, Chloë." She leaned back and looked at the sky (like Sims do, when you tell them to stargaze)."It happened so suddenly. There has been little time to mourn."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 28, 2015 23:05:20 GMT -8
Chloë- "Yeah... maybe we should do a funeral?"
Clovis- "I help you do a funeral! But I never hear off one for a vampire..."
Chloë- "We don't have a... you know, a body. For anyone actually. I've never been to a funeral before. In movies they always go to the graveyard and have black umbrellas." Clovis- "I can hold your umbrella."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 28, 2015 23:09:06 GMT -8
Ellen looked momentarily like she was holding something back. Probably best not to ask. Ausmiller- "Funeral for a vampire is de same as funeral for anyone. Many are not religious, alzhough.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Mar 28, 2015 23:42:03 GMT -8
"We should find time some night to visit Jack's grave and say 'goodbye.' Maybe he will hear us. I know he'd like to see your hat, Chloë. *Sniffle.* It's so cute. You're soooo cute in black and lace *Sniffle* He'd agree, I know he'd agree." She threw an arm across her eyes and sobbed. Then, Babette dropped it and wiped tears from her eyes."I'm done. So, yes. Welcome to Harlan. It's a pleasant city. Have you seen the wax museum?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 28, 2015 23:50:04 GMT -8
Chloë- "Awwww Babette!" Clovis- "Sooo sad!"
She hugged Babette big time. Chloë- "Thank you. This was his favorite hat... *sob*"
Clovis- "Ohh I feel so bad, sometimes feeling sadnesses is zo romantic but sometimes it is just sad!"
Chloë- "He doesn't even have a grave..." Clovis- "Maybe we go to zeh graveyard and just pretend. Some other dead person gets flowers, and is happy too. Zhen we go to wax museum?"
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Mar 29, 2015 0:04:26 GMT -8
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 29, 2015 0:10:20 GMT -8
Chloë- "That sounds nice. I wish I'd asked him if he liked poetry." Clovis- "Oh zhis is all so RomantischTraurigkeit. It reminds me of one A Stillness song Dead Flowers Dreaming. I'm sure you are able to use zhese powerful feelings into your arts."
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Mar 29, 2015 1:15:00 GMT -8
"Are you an artist, too, Clovis?" Babette offered Chloë one of her black handkerchiefs. She was running low - where did she find them in black, again? One of those spooky stores?
Then, she remembered that she cut up an old curtain into squares. Waste not, want not. No wonder some of their edges had frayed."You certainly have an artist's soul."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 29, 2015 1:46:30 GMT -8
Chloë- "Thank you. *dab dab*" Clovis- "Ah danke! I dabble in zhis and zeh other. But I am mainly an appreciator of... everyzzing! I go to art school in very brief. We haff zhis in common. Vhat wass your major? I vahs in photo but I forget it. Alles is in digital now, yeah?"
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Mar 29, 2015 13:48:41 GMT -8
Quinn watched the others re-connect, make new friendships and otherwise socialize. He looked over when Darren sat next to him and gave him a few moments of peace before venturing (somewhat sedately) to speak."...A bit too much for you too, eh?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 29, 2015 19:12:57 GMT -8
Darren- "Yeah. Got nothin' else to do. What you been up to since, eh, whenever?"
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Mar 29, 2015 19:17:35 GMT -8
Quinn looked ahead."Same as most of us, I'd imagine. Trying to find my footing. You?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 29, 2015 19:32:14 GMT -8
Darren- "Just abandoned my car. City doesn't have my current address, so it's kinda fun to imagine them trying to hit me with the bill."
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Mar 29, 2015 19:36:30 GMT -8
"Current address or no, I'd imagine watching the city attempt to bill a corpse would be a laugh and a half."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 29, 2015 19:42:56 GMT -8
Darren- "Ugh, I guess it would be more funny if I wasn't the corpse."
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