so i can find it
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Scene Writing has begun
The theatre is almost finished. With crews working 24/7 the job has gone rather quickly. I've called around for some new actors and actress and students to come and sign up. Nicki has started to write script which is very good.
I shall go back to making phone calls again.
I shall go back to making phone calls again.
Quizzically Crazy
Quiz...hehe
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<FONT FACE="Apple Chancery, Lucida<br>Handwriting" COLOR="#660000"<br>SIZE=5> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> You look directly into his<br>crimson eyes; they seem to bore into your soul,<br>dominating you, demanding your obedience. You<br>slowly walk towards him, trembling, your jade<br>green eyes beginning to glaze over as you fall<br>under his spell... <p> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> You stand trembling in front of him<br>in your bra and mini skirt, your pale flesh<br>lashed cruelly by the cold autemn wind. He runs<br>an unnaturally pale hand along the side of your<br>face, "good girl," he purrs<br>seductively, his voice sounding pleased. He<br>places a hand on your dislocated shoulder. <br><br><img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "This is going to hurt like<br>hell, love..." he grins darkly, "give<br>me a good scream..." <br> He wrenches<br>your shoulder firmly into place. You scream in<br>pain, nearly blacking out, and collapse. The<br>pale young man catches you in his arms and<br>lowers you to the ground, straddling your<br>waist. <p> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> Tears dampen your cheeks and you<br>whimper softly. <br> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "Shhh..." he soothes,<br>pressing a finger on your lips, lips curving<br>into a cruel smile, "are you afraid, my<br>love?" <br> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> Shaking, you part your full lips,<br>"please," you beg softly. <br><img<br>src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "You should be," his voice<br>is soft but cruel, "I'm not<br>gentle..." he grins, showing his teeth.<br><p> You shiver uncontrollably, "please,<br>master... don't..." <br> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> He cuts you off by crushing his soft<br>lips against yours, his tongue runs along your<br>lips, mockingly asking for permission.<br>Trembling, you obediently part your lips. He<br>French kisses you violently, passionately, as<br>his hands glide expertly across your body. You<br>begin to kiss him back, your eyes completely<br>glazed over. He purrs his approval, kissing you<br>for a long time. His grip on your body tightens<br>to a bruising force and you try to cry out...<br>but you can't. He continues to kiss you, his<br>sadistic eyes sparkling with pleasure. <p> <img<br>src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> Cold wind whispers around the two of<br>you, rustling the sorrowful trees and blowing<br>his long pale hair across your scantly clad<br>body. Your heart beats rapidly with life<br>against him in this morbid place of death. He<br>slides down to your neck his lips caressing<br>your skin. Unable to prevent it, a moan escapes<br>your lips. Drawing back he smiles wickedly. The<br>pale moonlight glints off of his teeth. His<br>canines seem longer... sharper... <p><img<br>src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> Trembling, you look up at him,<br>"please..." you beg, one last time,<br>delicate tears glistening in your eyes.<br><br><img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "Don't cry, my love," he<br>grins, wiping your tears gently with his<br>thumbs. <br> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "Now you'll never be apart from<br>me again..." his pitiless grin widens.<br>Turning his head to the side slightly, he bites<br>your neck hard, his hands pulling your<br>struggling body to him as he drinks deeply. You<br>gasp... the world beginning to fade into<br>darkness... <p> <center> <font<br>color="000000"> What will happen to<br>you? *evil smirk* I know, I know, cliffhanger<br>*dodges many flying objects of various sizes*<br>If enough people vote, I'll write the next<br>chapter soon,*hint hint* meanwhile, visit my<br>homepage & leave me a message if you feel like<br>it ^.^ Don't forget to rate!
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<FONT FACE="Apple Chancery, Lucida<br>Handwriting" COLOR="#660000"<br>SIZE=5> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> You look directly into his<br>crimson eyes; they seem to bore into your soul,<br>dominating you, demanding your obedience. You<br>slowly walk towards him, trembling, your jade<br>green eyes beginning to glaze over as you fall<br>under his spell... <p> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> You stand trembling in front of him<br>in your bra and mini skirt, your pale flesh<br>lashed cruelly by the cold autemn wind. He runs<br>an unnaturally pale hand along the side of your<br>face, "good girl," he purrs<br>seductively, his voice sounding pleased. He<br>places a hand on your dislocated shoulder. <br><br><img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "This is going to hurt like<br>hell, love..." he grins darkly, "give<br>me a good scream..." <br> He wrenches<br>your shoulder firmly into place. You scream in<br>pain, nearly blacking out, and collapse. The<br>pale young man catches you in his arms and<br>lowers you to the ground, straddling your<br>waist. <p> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> Tears dampen your cheeks and you<br>whimper softly. <br> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "Shhh..." he soothes,<br>pressing a finger on your lips, lips curving<br>into a cruel smile, "are you afraid, my<br>love?" <br> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> Shaking, you part your full lips,<br>"please," you beg softly. <br><img<br>src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "You should be," his voice<br>is soft but cruel, "I'm not<br>gentle..." he grins, showing his teeth.<br><p> You shiver uncontrollably, "please,<br>master... don't..." <br> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> He cuts you off by crushing his soft<br>lips against yours, his tongue runs along your<br>lips, mockingly asking for permission.<br>Trembling, you obediently part your lips. He<br>French kisses you violently, passionately, as<br>his hands glide expertly across your body. You<br>begin to kiss him back, your eyes completely<br>glazed over. He purrs his approval, kissing you<br>for a long time. His grip on your body tightens<br>to a bruising force and you try to cry out...<br>but you can't. He continues to kiss you, his<br>sadistic eyes sparkling with pleasure. <p> <img<br>src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> Cold wind whispers around the two of<br>you, rustling the sorrowful trees and blowing<br>his long pale hair across your scantly clad<br>body. Your heart beats rapidly with life<br>against him in this morbid place of death. He<br>slides down to your neck his lips caressing<br>your skin. Unable to prevent it, a moan escapes<br>your lips. Drawing back he smiles wickedly. The<br>pale moonlight glints off of his teeth. His<br>canines seem longer... sharper... <p><img<br>src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> Trembling, you look up at him,<br>"please..." you beg, one last time,<br>delicate tears glistening in your eyes.<br><br><img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "Don't cry, my love," he<br>grins, wiping your tears gently with his<br>thumbs. <br> <img src="<br>http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/I/IrishDream/1098901111_0.gif<br>" border="0" alt=""<br>HSPACE=8> "Now you'll never be apart from<br>me again..." his pitiless grin widens.<br>Turning his head to the side slightly, he bites<br>your neck hard, his hands pulling your<br>struggling body to him as he drinks deeply. You<br>gasp... the world beginning to fade into<br>darkness... <p> <center> <font<br>color="000000"> What will happen to<br>you? *evil smirk* I know, I know, cliffhanger<br>*dodges many flying objects of various sizes*<br>If enough people vote, I'll write the next<br>chapter soon,*hint hint* meanwhile, visit my<br>homepage & leave me a message if you feel like<br>it ^.^ Don't forget to rate!
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Well Nicki has left to go on a trip for a few days. I shall miss him. Ever since he's came into my life things have been different for me. I wake up each night Thinking about him. I go to sleep dreaming of him.
I miss you already my dearest Nicki
I miss you already my dearest Nicki
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New Love, New Reason, New Hope
It was in the Cafe earlier that night when I met him. He sent out a message via mind gift and we answered it. That was when I saw Nicolas de Lenfent. His beauty sent my head spinning. I fell in love with him the more I sat and talked to him. NOw my love was known to him and his known to me. I now have a reason to love, a reason to live, and new hope to go on. I want to be with him forever.
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Hmm this is why I wish I was mortal again. There is no one for me to be around. Marius had always told me not to make any fledgelings. And so far, I've stuck by my word. Am I truely going to be the first one to not break his rule of creating a companion out of sheer loneliness. Yes, this loneliness is killing me. Like I've always been told. Loneliness is an immortals companion. I'm not quite sure whom told me that. Besides, it doesn't seem that anyone is interested in me.
I sit here at my writing table writing in this journal of mine. Thinking what it would be like to have my own companion. One that loves me and wants to be with me. Could this be the revenge from my relatives that held sway over me, when I would poison those that they instructed me to kill? Ah FOOLISHNESS!!! BIANCA GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF!!!
I refuse to feed. I simply do not care to feed. I can survive. I know I can. Or is it that I refuse to eat because I no longer strive to be alive. Have I lost my mind? In away yes and in away no. I came here to New Orleans in search of my maker and his fledgeling. So far no luck. If I haven't found them within the next three weeks, I will pack my things and once again move. No...maybe I will keep this flat and move back to my beautiful Venice.
Marius doesn't know it but I still have a few of his paintings he's done of me. The only few things that I have held onto that keep me close to him. I cry every night. I long for that loving touch. I long for my Amadeo. Whom I know has given up on me. Or atleast possibly thinks I no longer exist. I feel tempted even now to go out and create myself a companion. I know I'm weak. I just don't have the guts to do it. I would go into a deep sleep but I've only awaken from one three years ago. I moved here to New Orleans only four months ago. I've decided that if I haven't found them within the time sloted that I will just leave but leave this to be my vacation home.
Ah well, time for me to go to do somethings around my home.
This song says alot to me right now... Marius if you read...This song says so much...
"We both lie silently still
in the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside
Was it something I said or something I did
Did my words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say
Chorus:
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah it does
I listen to our favorite song
playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game
of easy come and easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow
I guess
Chorus
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
but the scar, that scar remains
I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways
And now I hear you found somebody new
and that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess
Chorus
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
I sit here at my writing table writing in this journal of mine. Thinking what it would be like to have my own companion. One that loves me and wants to be with me. Could this be the revenge from my relatives that held sway over me, when I would poison those that they instructed me to kill? Ah FOOLISHNESS!!! BIANCA GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF!!!
I refuse to feed. I simply do not care to feed. I can survive. I know I can. Or is it that I refuse to eat because I no longer strive to be alive. Have I lost my mind? In away yes and in away no. I came here to New Orleans in search of my maker and his fledgeling. So far no luck. If I haven't found them within the next three weeks, I will pack my things and once again move. No...maybe I will keep this flat and move back to my beautiful Venice.
Marius doesn't know it but I still have a few of his paintings he's done of me. The only few things that I have held onto that keep me close to him. I cry every night. I long for that loving touch. I long for my Amadeo. Whom I know has given up on me. Or atleast possibly thinks I no longer exist. I feel tempted even now to go out and create myself a companion. I know I'm weak. I just don't have the guts to do it. I would go into a deep sleep but I've only awaken from one three years ago. I moved here to New Orleans only four months ago. I've decided that if I haven't found them within the time sloted that I will just leave but leave this to be my vacation home.
Ah well, time for me to go to do somethings around my home.
This song says alot to me right now... Marius if you read...This song says so much...
"We both lie silently still
in the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside
Was it something I said or something I did
Did my words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say
Chorus:
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah it does
I listen to our favorite song
playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game
of easy come and easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow
I guess
Chorus
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
but the scar, that scar remains
I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways
And now I hear you found somebody new
and that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess
Chorus
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn