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[January 30, 2010 @ 10:28pm]
Title: Untitled
Fandom: Original
Characters: Deacon, Latham, mentions of Malakai and Saphira
Prompt: none.
Word Count: 620
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: None.
Notes: Written because the muse wouldn't shut up.
Summary: Deacon should never go out on his own, clearly.

He had to find it.

That was all he could think about as his feet landed hard on the marble flooring of the royal apartments, having materialized out of thin air. He had to be fast about it, if he was going to get in and out without getting caught. Deacon knew he wasn't supposed to be here; it wasn't safe for anyone like him to be here, in this other world, with the current politics and issues going around. Swallowing heavily, the seventeen year old shapeshifter looked around the apartments carefully, searching for something out of place, as if it had been used recently - a necklace, treasured by the Queen Saphira, the mother of his mate, Malakai. He had to find it, if only to ease her broken heart while she was staying with his family on Earth.

Sneakered feet skidded a little on the marble as he searched, trying desperately to hurry through the search, but be thorough at the same time. He searched the bedchamber first, coming up empty within minutes. Just before he could head into the bathing area off to the side, a voice came from behind him, stopping the teen in his tracks.

"Well, imagine that. If it isn't the dog who would be prince." The voice was cold and mocking, coming from the doorway of the royal apartments.

His heart hammered in his chest as he stood there, listening to that voice, so full of contempt and disgust. Without turning around, Deacon snapped defensively, "I'm not a dog. I'm a person, the same as you."

"You're nothing like me, you stupid little animal. If you were, you would have known just how foolish it was to come here." A sneer twisted the face of the dark haired man watching him, his deep purple wings rustling in impatience as he moved forward. Latham was never a very patient man - particularly when it came to creatures beneath him - and since assuming his position as leader of the Faction, his patience had shortened considerably. Moving in, he motioned carefully to the guards at his sides, watching with satisfaction as they caught hold of the boy before he could move too far. Stepping in, he seized Deacon's jaw in his hand, his grip tight and painful, and held his face in place as he took one good look at the Earthling who'd caused him so much trouble. "Poor little prince Malakai . . . He'll be so defenseless without his pet. And to think he'll never know what happened . . ." Smirking slowly to the guards, his expression dropped into a stony visage. "Get rid of him."

The struggle that followed as the shapeshifter tried to break free was short, punctuated by a sharp hit to the back of the head, which sent his knees buckling and nearly made him black out. Eyes half-lidded and bleary, Deacon could feel himself being dragged back, but he found enough energy to snap in a strangled, hoarse voice, "He'll destroy you. When he remembers, you're going to die."

"As unlikely as that is, I take comfort in the knowledge that you'll be dead long before I am." A moment's contemplation of the defiant expression on the teen's face gave him pause, though, and Latham held up a hand. "I think he needs to be broken, before he's disposed of. Sell him. Make sure it's to someone who knows how to break stubborn dogs."

The baleful look he was greeted with as the boy was carted out of the royal chambers only made him smile, and Latham silently congratulated himself. One more obstacle was out of his way.

[December 22, 2009 @ 9:45pm]
Stolen from a whole bunch of people, including [info]hopefulregret.

Give me one of my characters and one of yours and I will tell you- no matter how ridiculous the pairing- the following about their first child (if they are canonically a couple with children, I will make up an uncanon child.)

A. Name
B. Zodiac Sign
C. Circumstances of Conception
E. Three Random Facts

Also, since I know various people who play various characters in several games, please state the name of the game the characters are from, if any.
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"Into the woods you go again, to take another journey . . ." [August 25, 2009 @ 11:23pm]
List of characters I have played/can play, by fandom )

Current Character Table [March 23, 2009 @ 3:54pm]
[ mood | accomplished, but cold ]

Character Count as of 05/27/09 - 56 )


[December 04, 2008 @ 3:47pm]
Looking for a panfandom game if at all possible, set at a college? Other than Avalon University because I'm already in it XD Preferably with spots open for Richard Thorne III and Natalie Dykstra from The Bedford Diaries? REALLY preferable if the position of editor for the school paper is open, for Richard.

Thanks in advance to anyone who can help.

RP - sample 3rd person narrative, taken from [info]noescapeisland [October 14, 2008 @ 11:53am]
[ mood | accomplished ]
[ music | Zydrate Anatomy - Repo! The Genetic Opera running through my head ]

Who: Peter Petrelli (the younger one) and Angela Petrelli
What: Peter wants answers, and gets carried away
Where: Angela's office in the facility
When: Backdated to just before Veronica exploded
Rating: R
Warnings: Violence, blood, character death
Status: Closed and Complete

He would not be dissuaded. )


Shameless Pimpage [September 09, 2008 @ 12:23am]
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My graphics journal. ADD AND REQUEST FRIENDING, Y0.

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Sample 1st Person Entry - from [info]aidanem [May 10, 2008 @ 5:31pm]
Wow. At the rate things have been going, I was starting to think I wouldn't have any free time left to write here. Things have just been completely crazy as of late, and so I've been pretty much incommunicado. Hell, I think Leah was even starting to feel it, and she lives with me. I never meant to make her feel like that, but it sometimes happens when I get completely focused on stuff. Tunnel vision, I swear. It kind of sucks sometimes, yeah, but at least I get things done that way? That's what I tell myself, at least, when it happens. Maybe I'm lying to myself, I dunno. Maybe I'm just in denial.

Wow, I'm rambling, already. Good job, Emerson.

So, I guess I should at least document everything that's been going on, yeah? Well, probably the most important thing to happen since I last commented or wrote anything has already been announced. I married Leah, finally. She'd been waiting on me long enough, and as much as I love her, I can honestly say I was starting to wonder why she put up with me. She'd been waiting so long for us to be married, and all because I couldn't make up my mind on my major, get off my ass, and graduate. It wasn't fair to her, having to constantly wait because of my stupidity and wishy-washy ideas. So I married her. It wasn't, you know, the big thing I know she wants, but it's legal. She's my wife, and I'm hers . . . and I never thought I'd be so happy to be legally owned. It's weird, you know? I mean, nothing has really changed in the house, but it just FEELS different, now that she's my wife. It's like the whole air of the place changed, now that she's not just my live-in girlfriend anymore. I can't even begin to explain it, and I'm doing a really terrible job trying, so I think it's time I just stop before I start rambling again.

Oh, on a random side note, if you hear the smoke alarm going off in Escape 303, it's okay. That's just me. God help us all, I'm trying to learn to actually cook, for her. So far it's a disaster, but I'm still trying. Just a friendly little warning there.

Now, as for the reason disappearance as of late. One word should explain it all: finals. God, that really, REALLY sucked. I'd already forgotten how much stress comes with finals. Just a note - taking 24 credit hours a semester? NOT a good idea. Ever. No matter what. I swear, I'm surprised I'm still alive after all of that workload. I can't even begin to count how many times I've woken up in the kitchen in the morning, after falling asleep on my psych book studying. It's not good for the back, either, and I'm pretty sure I've got a permanent crick in my neck. But, it has its rewards, I guess. I still need to tell Leah about that . . . I have a surprise for her, but I'm not going into detail about that here, because then it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?

Really, that's all there is going on in my life. I'm out of classes, though, so hopefully I can relax and just enjoy married life . . . I hope.
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