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 Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 3:36 am
 Roleplay name:
Our Beautiful World
Characters:
Everyone
Time:
Present day
Brief Summary:
Imagine, what would it be like if your nation wasn't, well, a nation. They lived an ordinary life as a human being, with everyday, humanly burdens, as oppose to having something like the death of a city over your head.
So now, you can live your character as if they were just some everyday human, with everyday problems, and everyday tasks. All in one small town. Anything can happen, drama, romance -
We are all human, after all.
Notes:
Alright, peeps! This is an AU, which means your nation-tan has no acknowledge whatsoever about ever being a nation. Ancients are welcome! We gotta have elders too.
Also, your character requires a job. I will put a list in this post of characters, and their jobs next to them. Hey! You might even find out that you're working with someone you know. To have your job on the list, please PM me, Espada De Rosas, your characters, and what jobs you would like for them. This also serves as to know who is joining! It can be anything! Run wild. Also, please remember to title your PM "I Can Reach For The Sky". If it is not titled, I will ignore it ~ <3
Anyway, have fun! I can't wait to see what kind of drama you guys come up with.
List:
Elizabeta Héderváry - Daycare, Horseback Riding Instructor
Matthew Williams - Town's local Hockey Team, College Student, Works Part Time in Library
Yekaterina "Katyusha" Braginskaya - Runs Local Cafe, cooking
Gallia - Local school's nurse
Hunyod Héderváry - Veteran. Teaches archery, sword fighting, and general self defense at the park/recreational center
Natalia Arlovskaya - Helps sister (Ukraine) run local cafe part-time, management, college student
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo - Freelance Performer, volunteers in town
Carlos Santiago - Teaches singing/guitar lessons at local park's and recreation center
Afonso Fernandes Pereira - Work at local cafe, waiter
Wang Yao - Teaches Martial Arts at local park's and recreation center
Acha Eztli - Works at local Native American store, makes and refurbishes weapons
Gilbert Beilschmidt - Works as a mechanic at the town's local auto and tire shop
Larissa Mata - Works at the daycare and also teaches dance at the park/recreational center
Tiger Lily - works at the local Native American shop, making jewelry and dream catches. She also tells stories to children (and some adults) who come in
Mama Anya - The Local Café owner
Dan Kirkland - Traveling guy that sells random archeological stuff he finds.
John Jones- Antique shop owner and local history teacher in the college.
Kiku Honda – Works in a local entertainment (books, music, music, etc) store and teaches a kendo class at the local recreation center.
Emir and Tatjana Metikoš – Run a local sports bar.
Feliks Łukasiewicz - Runs a local clothing store as a fashion designer.
Tino Väinämöinen - Works in a local entertainment store and plays Santa at the local park during Christmas.
Augustus Vargas - Wealthy, retired army general.
Lysandra Karpusi - Teaches Greek and ancient history at the local college.
Sadiq Adnan - candy shop owner/employee struggling to keep his head above water . . .
Gupta Hassan - pottery maker/artist, teaches pottery at the community college
Anikta Byrdland - helps Sadiq in his candy shop after school, as well as helps Germany walk his dogs after dinner
Heracles Karpusi - Vet assistant
Ludwig Van Pelt - Secretary full time, dog walker part time
Hans - Vice Principle of a High school
Aegyptus Hassan - Struggling mystery novel writer
Berwald Oxenstierna - Owns a stable
Xever Karpusi-Adnan - Student part time, helps in Sadiq's shop when he can
Yian Adnan-Karpusi - Student full time, helps in Sadiq's shop often
Ivan Braginski- Works part time a gardening center but spends most of his working hours at his mother's cafe.
Angelique Chevaler- A student who works part time at a local pet store
Annie Kirkland- Teaches history at a local school. She also teaches Irish step dancing at a local dance studio.
Roderich Edelstein- Teaches orchestra and choir at the local high school
Maximiliano Acevedo-Diaz - Works as a butcher, but teaches tango on the side at the local dance studio. Also plays on the local soccer fútbol team.
Francis Bonnefoy - Local Restaurant Owner and cook.
Alfred F. Jones - College Student, Attends Flight Training School.
OPEN!
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:41 pm
They've rewritten your
history uncountably.
During the hard times,
you've learned what can't be.
They sacrificed you again and again,
This hurts me a lot.
Now my sad song is telling me
about you with faith.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxℰlizabeta ❈ ℋéderváry xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
You're colorful and colorless,
my feared little home.
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The kids had been kept busy all morning. As usual, there were plenty of toys for them to play, as well as various games and other activities she and the others working at the daycare put together. Elizabeta had left Larissa to keep an eye on the kids during lunch. The kids were usually well-behaved during this time. By now they all knew that whenever she went out during lunch, she always came back with a bag of sweets to share with those children that had behaved themselves.
It was these sweets that she was shopping for now as she walked the little ways from the daycare to her brother's candy shop. It wasn't just because he was family that she went there. The sweets Sadiq sold couldn't be beat. They were the best sugary treats in town.
As usual, she walked into the shop at about the same time she did every time she came here. "Bátya!*" she called cheerfully as the door closed behind her. While she waited for a response, she looked at the candy in sight. There were so many to choose from. Elizabeta hardly knew where to start. She tried to get different candies each time she came here. The kids liked the variety.
((Bátya - older brother))
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They attacked you weak-heartedly,
why did you forbear with it?
Your sensitive pride is a
cross on your destiny.
There's a curse on your nation,
then I'll repaint the dream again..
Tomorrow will be nicer,
your color is hope told
by the song.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 6:27 pm
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
Even if in winter things tend to freeze,
We’ve got the world monopoly on trees,
And our country’s bordered by three different seas.
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please,
We invented the zipper, we’ve got expertise,
We made insulin to combat disease,
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
xxxxxxxxxxxMatthew ¤ Williamsxxx xxxBrits have got the monarchy,
xxxxxxThe US has the money,
xxxxxxxxxxxxBut I know that you want to be C a n a d i a n.
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Matthew only had two classes today. Both had been in the morning, and now he had the whole day free. His work shift at the library didn't start for another few hours.
Instead of going home to rest and relax, he made his way to his mother's shop and walked in with a smile. He loved it there, and often went there during his free time to just hang out, or offer a helping hand where needed. And no matter how many times Tiger Lily told a certain story, Mattie never got tired of it.
The shop was always such a nice, calming place to spend his time. It also gave him time to just hang out with his mother. After starting college, he was becoming more and more grateful for her presence, love and advice.
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Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please,
Where else do you find mounted police,
Or go to the hospital and not pay fees,
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
And when freshwater is in high demand,
We’ve got the world’s largest supply on hand,
So you know that we could make a pretty good friend.
Yeah I know that you want to be C a n a d i a n, please.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 6:40 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSadiq Adnan 「 I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing 」 「 Roman Cavalry choirs are singing 」 「 Be my mirror my sword and shield 」 「 My missionaries in a foreign field 」 「 My missionaries in a foreign field 」 「 For some reason I can't explain 」 「 Once you go there was never 」 「 Never an honest word 」 「 'Cause that was when I ruled the World 」 ☪ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓ ▓
Sadiq heard the bell ring and he sat up a little straighter in his chair behind the glass counter.
"Oh, Lizzie. Get a break from the snot nosed brats?" He said, glancing at the clock. It was about time for his own little ones to be getting out of school. The Daycare program lasted a little later though, because Big People School didn't get out until 5~
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Xever waited outside of the school for Yian. His younger brother didn't talk much, which meant that Xever could talk a lot. Unfortunately, this also left Yian open for teasing from the other kids.
Xever had asked his father, Hercules, to come along to see it for himself, but he was busy with work . . . so was Yian's "father" Sadiq . . .
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Yian walked out towards the door, but only got half way there before he was shoved aside by a bigger kid. As children did, they tried to form a circle around him to bully, but this was broken up by a sharp, clear voice, the voice of a kid even bigger than the bullies.
A high schooler.
"Hey! Leave him alone. Go on, shoo!" Anikta said, coming up, eyes narrowed. You didn't mess with Anikta Byrdland. Sure, she was cute, but she was also a force to be reckonned with. Wild, untamed, totally unpredictable . . .
The bullies scattered, leaving Yian staring up at Anikta, who smiled down at him.
"Hello. D'you think Xever can give me a ride to your daddy's sugar shop?" She asked.
Yian only nodded and led the way.
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Aegyptus, usually called Gypsi, was slumped over her typewriter, attempting to force Horace to give her inspiration to write.
"Oh, it's useless," she muttered. There was a knock at her study door. "Come in."
Gupta opened the door, his art suplies over his shoulder.
"Mother. I'm going to the college now. Would you like me to bring you back something?" He said. He sometimes visited his mother's home, gave her inspiration for her work as an author.
Gypsi smiled, weakly.
"No, darling, but give Graecia and Sadiq my best," she said.
Gupta nodded and left the door slightly adjar.
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Ludwig checked the clock and sighed. He'd have to go and pick up his clients soon. His clients being a pack of dogs that he was asked to walk on the days he didn't work as a secretary.
"Ani better have remembered I needed her today . . ." he muttered, going to get ready.
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Hercules was weeping softly, hiding out behind the clinic. The mama cat they had taken in yesterday had passed away earier, leaving behind a litter of kittens. Their cries, for whatever reason, made his heart hurt.
Someone called for him and Hercules hastily wiped his eyes, heading back in.
"Sorry, sorry. I, uh, was having a smoke break," he said, heading back to the vet's check-up room. Mr. McCalister's hedgehog had gotten into some printer ink and was now a stunning shade of blue, much like the cartoon Sonic. Hercules had to chuckle.
He passed by the cage with the kittens in it, and they rushed to the front, crying for him. He reached a finger between and pet their soft, pink noses, cooing softly.
"Don't cry, little ones," he whispered. "I'll take care of you."
Oh, he needed some candy, especially after a day like this . . .
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Berwald clicked his tongue, trying to break the mare he was currently saddled upon.
"Wh'a, wh'a, Dolleh, c'lm do'. I's jus' 'e sch'l b'll. N' ne'd t' ge' w'r'ed uh, ol' g'rl. Heel. Heel!" He said, gritting his teeth. The school bell that signaled the release from class always spooked Dolly.
Berwald dismounted and sighed, patting the skittish grey horse.
"Ah kn' wha'll ma' yo' f'l be'er. Ah'll ge' s'm sug'r c'bes f' yo'." He said, softly, leading her back to her stall.
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Hans watched while the students filed out of the school, sighing. It was a hell of a day, he decided. Three fights, two people left grounds after lunch, and one girl claimed to have been touched inappropriatly . . . by the boy who had dumped her three weeks prior.
Hans rubbed his temples and sighed again, glancing out the double doors. He saw his son, Ludwig, stroll across, one of his dogs on a leash, leading the way, and sighed yet again.
That boy, he thought . . . smiling softly . . . that boy . . .
"Speech" = #C56A8B, bold.
Thoughts = Sky Blue, italic.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 7:06 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxG a l l i a ❊ ▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣ ❈ ▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣ 「 The day flies hasty from the sky
I watch the people walking by 」 ❈ We are like ice flowers 「 The loneliness grows a moment
I wonder what you're hiding from 」 We blossom in the night ❈ 「 The evening's changing color now
Like a chameleon knows how 」 ❈ We are like ice flowers 「 Another shape is safe to tell us
That we can't feel safe here 」 Beauty faded in the light ❈ 「 We know that in is time when
The moon appears all covered by the clouds 」 ▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣ ❈ ▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣ 「ღ We are like ice flowers, Darkness is on our side ღ 」
Gallia watched as the supposedly sick boy left her office, for the second time this week. Nothing was wrong a few days ago, and nothing was wrong with him today. She'd caught him playing a handheld video game while he was laying on one of the sick beds a few minutes before. The cough and weariness he'd come in with was gone, and only conveniently came back when he noticed she'd caught him having fun when he was supposed to be ill.
There wasn't much she could do about it, since the bell had rung right after he'd been caught. With things like this happening every day, it was almost a relief when someone actually was ill enough to be sent to her office. There weren't any today, though. And now that that last boy had left, she could take a little walk and relax.
She grabbed some water bottles and left her office. Her walk ended up leading her to the vice principal's office. Gallia knocked lightly and peeked in, noticing her brother looked exhausted. "Hans!" she said to get his attention, then tossed one of the water bottles to him. "Drink up, Hansie. You don't want to get dehydrated."
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Eliza rolled her eyes and started grabbing a few different candies. "They aren't brats. They're sweet if you're nice to them," she said. Speaking of kids, Xever and Yian should be back soon. She took her time picking out the sweets she wanted. It would be worth waiting to say hello to them. They were so cute. She hadn't seen them for a few days. It'd be good to hear how they'd been doing lately.
「ღ Ice flowers blossom in the night ღ 」 ▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣ ❈ ▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 8:52 pm
Who’s the boy I like the most
Is it is teasing you he’s underage
Could he be waving from a tropical sunset
Static silhouette somehow
Single in his bed someday
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◊ A • u • g • u • s • t • u • s ◊ V • a • r • g • a • s ◊ 【 Rome, Rome, many tears have fallen here. I'll be driving, you look the other way 】 xxxxxxxxQuiet till it falls, falls, falls! Ⓡome . .!xxx xxxxxxxxxxxxⓇome . . !xxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxⓇome . .!vvv xxxxxxxx Addict till it falls, falls, falls! 【 Distant silhouette somehow, we shared a cigarette somewhere. 】 ↘↘ Always and forever more, We're together dead and lonely ↙↙
Augustus Vargas woke up that morning with a feeling that the day was going to be wonderful. He felt simply fantastic.
He was completely refreshed after a full night's sleep - not feeling sluggish or groggy like he usually did. His hair was perfect, his skin was perfect, his smile - dazzling.
To be honest, he hadn't felt this young in ages. Sure, he was only forty, but even at forty, his energy was starting to go downhill.
But today, he felt like he was twenty again, prowling the streets of Rome in his military uniform, catching the eye of every female he passed.
Feeling chipper with a hop in his step and money in his wallet, he decided that there would be no better way to start his day than with a hearty lunch.
Augustus finally made it to the local diner and stepped inside, sitting down at the bar.
"Biggest sandwich you've got and a cup of coffee - black,” he winked at the closest waitress.
Sighed contentedly, Augustus looked around the cafe to pass the time. Directly next to him was a woman, relatively his age, sipping a cappuccino and reading a newspaper.
He smirked, and leaned in a little closer to her. "Any good headlines?"
She paused for a moment, lifting her cup in mid-sip. Quietly and slowly, she set it down and faced him. "Nothing that would interest you, I'm sure."
Augustus let out a surprised chuckle. "Oh! Why, hello, Lysandra! I didn't recognize you."
Lysandra Karpusi raised an eyebrow. "Well, if you ever looked at my face rather than my chest, you probably would have."
"Can you blame me? You're quite beautiful, Lysa." he smoothly replied.
"Don't call me that." she warned, her voice stern but soft.
"This is exactly what I mean! Good-looking and spunky. You're quite the catch, you know..."
Lysandra sighed heavily, feeling that this was going to be a long, long day.
↗↗ I thought I couldn't do this without you, single in a bed somewhere ↖↖
Always and forever more
I called to say I’m on the way
2,000 years remain in the trashcan
I burned the cigarette somewhere
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Cas_Angel_of_Thursday Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 11:31 pm
6:30 winter morn',
Snow keeps falling, silent dawn.
A rose by any other name,
Eva leaves her Swanbrook home,
A kindest heart which always made.
Me ashamed of my own,
She walks alone but not without her name.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx••• Yℯkatℯrina "Kątyu℘hą" ℬrągin℘kąyą Dreams the world far away,
The Good in her will be my sunflower field. ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
Yekaterina had gotten a head start on cooking for a few hours. Instead of taking a short break, she decided to help the waiters out for a bit. Someone interrupted her when she passed his table.
"Biggest sandwich you've got and a cup of coffee - black,”
She blushed at the wink and managed a shy smile. This is why she didn't wait tables often. She was easily flustered. "R-right, sir. Coming right up!" she said quickly before rushing off to the back to get the food. Next time she would stay in the back and just take the break and leave the tables to the waiters and waitresses.
Once she got the sandwich and coffee ready, she sought out one of the waiters. "Afonso, could you please take this order to that table over there?" she asked, gesturing to the table Augustus was at.
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Mocked by man to depths of shame,
Little girl with life ahead.
For a memory of one kind word,
She would stay among the beasts.
Time for one more daring dream,
Before her escape, edenbeam,
We kill with her own loving heart.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 12:19 am
 ☼ Tiger Lily ☼ ┌──────────────────────────
XXIroquois lived in the Eastern Woods... Cheyenne planted corn on the Plains... Navajo in the Desert Southwest... We can learn much from the Indian way...
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Tiger Lily was sitting behind the counter when Matthew arrived. When the little bell on top of the door chimed, she looked up, smiling immediately when she saw it was her son. "Oh, Eyanosa, good afternoon. Finished with classes already? How were they?" She asked, glancing down at the small pile of glass beads on the counter top. In her lap were parts of an unfinished necklace she had been working for most of the morning.
Today was a slow day, as to be expected. Not many people in this town were too interested in Native American jewelry or weapons. Their busiest days were when tourists were in town. Tourist season was mostly over now so, the only people that would come in now would be any wanderers or locals.
Not that she minded. When she began working here, it really hadn't been about making money. She merely enjoyed having the chance to share her culture with others. This was also why she went to great lengths to make sure everything they (she and Acha Eztli) sold only authentic Native American items. To sell off rip-off's would be insulting.
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“First Americans, and so proud”
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 1:04 am
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
Even if in winter things tend to freeze,
We’ve got the world monopoly on trees,
And our country’s bordered by three different seas.
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please,
We invented the zipper, we’ve got expertise,
We made insulin to combat disease,
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
xxxxxxxxxxxMatthew ¤ Williamsxxx xxxBrits have got the monarchy,
xxxxxxThe US has the money,
xxxxxxxxxxxxBut I know that you want to be C a n a d i a n.
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Mattie smiled and hugged Tiger Lily, being careful not to disrupt her lovely beadwork. "My first class was boring. History was fun, though. It went by fast. JJ's a good teacher." It had been very interesting being in a class his brother taught. He got to see a side of John that they almost never saw at home.
Looking around for something productive to do, Matthew noticed the floor was slightly dirty. Hardly dirty enough to warrent sweeping it up yet, but it was the only thing he could see at the moment that needed to be done. So, he grabbed the broom and started sweeping up.
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Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please,
Where else do you find mounted police,
Or go to the hospital and not pay fees,
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
And when freshwater is in high demand,
We’ve got the world’s largest supply on hand,
So you know that we could make a pretty good friend.
Yeah I know that you want to be C a n a d i a n, please.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 3:31 am
☼ Tiger Lily ☼ ┌──────────────────────────
XXIroquois lived in the Eastern Woods... Cheyenne planted corn on the Plains... Navajo in the Desert Southwest... We can learn much from the Indian way...
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Tiger Lily put her half-made necklace down long enough to hug Matthew. After all, a necklace wasn't too important for her to not hug her son. "That's good to hear. I was wondering how he would fair at teaching." She said as she resumed to her beading. It was a multi-stranded necklace, made of polished stone beads and turquoise. She considered making another medicine wheel but decided she needed to do something with all these beads. Some friends from a reservation had been kind enough to send her some, though he almost sent her too many. Now, she had hundreds of beads, which meant she would have plenty of things to make.
When she noticed Matthew sweeping the floor, she put her unfinished necklace down on the counter. "You don't have to worry about that. I was going to sweep up after I finished with this strand." She gathered up the beads in her lap and placed them on the counter with the necklace as she stood up, stretching a little. She had been sitting there too long; it was time to move about.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬► Hear those drums…they’re beating loud,
“First Americans, and so proud”
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 4:33 am
She's got her halo and wings
Hidden under his eyes
But she's an angel for sure
She just can't stop telling lies
But it's too late for his love
Already caught in a trap
His angel's kiss was a joke
And she is not coming back
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Angelique had rushed from school to the pet store she was working at. Her manager had said if Angelique was ever late then she would write her up. As she saw the pet store come in view her mind immediately clouded up with thoughts of her manager from hell. "Stupid manager, just because I've only been working there for a few weeks, she thinks she can ruin my life. I hate her." As she walked in, Angelique was immediately greeted by two of the new puppies the store had brought in. "Aww, hey there little guys. It's nice to see you, but you've got to stop jumping out of the pen when someone's cleaning out your spaces." Angelique smiled as she picked up the two toy poodles and carried them back to the dog pen in the center of the store, noticing the guy cleaning out the dog's spaces, wasn't done yet. She crouched down in front of the two puppies and made a stern face. "Now you two have to stop it or else I'll have to put you in one of the dog carriers." She laughed as the two cocked there heads to the side as if questioning what she was saying. She hadn't really sold anything yet because the demand for pets had been rather low lately, but Angelique was hoping that someone would come by and take one of the many deserving puppies, to a good home. Everything was peaceful when she wasn't being pestered by her manager, but things could be too good to last sometimes. "Angelique why aren't you in uniform yet?" Her managers harsh voice resonated from the food aisle. "Yeah yeah, I was just putting two of the puppies back. Besides all my 'uniform' is, is an apron." Angelique rolled her eyes and walked to the front desk and sat at one if the stools, supporting her chin wither her hand. "Yeah, she's my manager from hell."
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Because heaven sends and heaven takes
Crashing cars in his brain
Keep him tied up to a dream
And only she can set him free
And then he says to me
Kill me now
Kill me now
Kill me now. .
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 12:26 pm
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
Even if in winter things tend to freeze,
We’ve got the world monopoly on trees,
And our country’s bordered by three different seas.
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please,
We invented the zipper, we’ve got expertise,
We made insulin to combat disease,
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
xxxxxxxxxxxMatthew ¤ Williamsxxx xxxBrits have got the monarchy,
xxxxxxThe US has the money,
xxxxxxxxxxxxBut I know that you want to be C a n a d i a n.
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Mattie just grinned and kept sweeping. If it meant his mother had to do less work, the better. Tiger Lily worked so hard already, she deserved a break every now and then.
"No, Mama, I don't mind. I'm always here anyway, might as well do something useful for you instead of just listening to stories all day and doing nothing."
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Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please,
Where else do you find mounted police,
Or go to the hospital and not pay fees,
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
And when freshwater is in high demand,
We’ve got the world’s largest supply on hand,
So you know that we could make a pretty good friend.
Yeah I know that you want to be C a n a d i a n, please.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 5:27 pm
☼ Tiger Lily ☼ ┌──────────────────────────
XXIroquois lived in the Eastern Woods... Cheyenne planted corn on the Plains... Navajo in the Desert Southwest... We can learn much from the Indian way... XXXXXXXXXXX──────────────────────────┘◄▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬She smiled gratefully. "Well thank you." She liked it whenever Matthew visited the shop. Of course, it would be better if her other two boys visited more often but they were always so busy. Though, that was always a good thing.
With a small sigh, she walked over to the CD/radio player that sat on a shelf behind the counter. The volume was barely up, most providing background noise, but she could still hear the annoying commercials. She went through the short stack of CDs lying beside the player until she found something more suitable - a CD of Native American flute music. Smiling, she put it in and pushed play. After a moment, a relaxing tone of flute music began to play out. Tiger Lily sighed softly, noticing how much better that already was. She turned, taking a look around the shop for anything to do. Her eyes fell on the shelf of Indian dolls and noticed they were a bit disorganized. A couple looked ready to fall off onto the floor. The little ones from earlier must have done it. How she didn't notice until now was strange. Than again, she had been paying more attention to beading.
"A couple little girls came in today made me think of you and your brothers." She said as she walked over to the shelf. "They were all over the store, looking at everything. Their mother looked almost ready to strangle one of them but they settled down once they found the dolls. It reminded me of how you boys ran around the house, getting into everything." ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬► Hear those drums…they’re beating loud,
“First Americans, and so proud”
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 5:45 pm
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
Even if in winter things tend to freeze,
We’ve got the world monopoly on trees,
And our country’s bordered by three different seas.
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please,
We invented the zipper, we’ve got expertise,
We made insulin to combat disease,
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
xxxxxxxxxxxMatthew ¤ Williamsxxx xxxBrits have got the monarchy,
xxxxxxThe US has the money,
xxxxxxxxxxxxBut I know that you want to be C a n a d i a n.
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Almost immediately after Tiger Lily put in the CD, Mattie felt himself calm down. Any stress that had built up over the morning just sloughed away at the soothing melodies.
When the girls were mentioned, he stopped sweeping for a moment and chuckled. The three of them had been little hellions when they were kids. Actually they still could be if they were all in the same room. That didn't happen often, but when it did, it was never boring.
"Does that mean you felt like strangling us sometimes, too?" he asked with a grin.
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Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please,
Where else do you find mounted police,
Or go to the hospital and not pay fees,
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please.
And when freshwater is in high demand,
We’ve got the world’s largest supply on hand,
So you know that we could make a pretty good friend.
Yeah I know that you want to be C a n a d i a n, please.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 6:14 pm
 ɦєɑɤєɳ is where... The police are ɓʀɨʈɨʂɦ... The cooks are ᵮʀєɳcɦ... The ♥ lovers ♥ are ɨʈɑʟɨɑɳ... And the mechanics are gєʀɱɑɳ.
gɨʟɓєʀʈ ɓєɨʟʂcɦɱɨđʈ
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This morning had been certainly eventful for Gilbert. When he arrived to work, his boss put him to work on an old SUV that looked like it was on it's last leg. Oil change, replacing the converter, change out the spark plugs, change out the spark plugs AGAIN when they randomly shorted out when they tried starting it... before he knew it, lunch had come around and he'd been given a break. Actually, Gilbert barely noticed the hours slipping by. Once he began working on a car, time just seemed to slip away. Most of the time, his boss had to force him to take a break.
Working on vehicles was awesome and he prided himself as being a damn good mechanic. However, right now, this awesomely, great mechanic needed a break. He'd already eaten the lunch he'd brought with him but it wasn't enough. No, right now, he needed something a bit sweeter than a wurst sandwich.
The closest sweet shop (and best in town) was run by a guy named Sadiq. It was here that Gilbert often made trips to, though he tried to do them as secretly as possible. He had a bit of a secret sweet tooth and it was something he didn't want getting around.
The shop was close enough to the auto shop that he could walk to it and he walked in with a wide smile. "Yo, Sadiq, you got anymore of those--" Gilbert stopped when he saw Elizabeta standing over by the counter. Well, he wasn't expecting to see her here. Though, instead of showing his surprise, he kept his cool and merely smirked lightly. "Managed to get away from the wailing brats, eh Eliza? They haven't made your hair start turning gray yet, have they?"
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