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[Aug. 2nd, 2009|10:00 pm] |
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So, due to the fact that I'm still pending something for Genevieve that's semi important, and due to the fact that with the exception of maybe 2 people I have next to no RP; I'm going to be putting gen on the back burner until I can somehow get inspired to keep going.
Will I keep her active and available for contact? Yes, but lack of inspiration means she's no longer a priority.
until then? I'm open for ties. making a Mekhet Crone originating from Haiti, embraced in 1937. if anyone wants to develop ties; feel free to ping me on gchat or send me an email and I'll give you the sekrit details. :D |
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| OOC: Reset |
[Mar. 12th, 2009|02:51 pm] |
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Yes, XP can be important; I'll admit that.
But personally? I care about the story, the ties I've made, the things I've done with my character more than the dots on my sheet. And honestly? If someone wants to kill my PC, they're going to try regardless of if I have 1000+ XP on my sheet, or less than 200.
So with that said, I'm keeping Genevieve. I'm not done yet, and I'm not going to let an XP hit be the end of her story.
I'm hoping alot of you will feel the same and at least give it a try. But if I can't convince you of that? I enjoy you all as people, so I hope to keep in touch, and that you'll hit me up for character ties with whatever new PC you decide to make.
With that said, anyone on my list 100% decided on what the fate of their characters are? Feel free to post and let me know. :) |
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| update |
[Sep. 6th, 2008|11:27 pm] |
I'm alive and well in Bangkok, and things are wonderful; however seeing the sights has been difficult to the protests going on.
If I dont answer emails, it's because a big storm fried our computer, so we had to send it back to the US to be repaired.
So updates:
Bangkok is awesome
Contemplating quitting the cam, if I don't I'm retiring my PC. She's irrelevant and shit that happened in the TW disgusted me to the point of having no drive anymore
Muay Thai is the best, though it hurts so bad the next day that I want to cry. :D
Canit find a gaming store, or gamers, which really blows. Only person we know now who games is 15.
I miss everyone dearly, and hope you all stay in contact regardless of my decision.
Hopefully I'll be back on soon, if not, I'll try and keep you posted when I can |
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| OOC post: |
[Jul. 1st, 2008|01:20 pm] |
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So, sorry for the delay of IC postings and whatnot, but life has been hectic recently; and now it's just become even more insane.
Josh and I got our orders, and we'll be moving in August to Bangkok, Thailand for 3 years. I'm excited because...well, it's fucking *Thailand* but at the same time, I'll be 14 hours ahead of most of you out there in LJ land.
As such, in the Cam life, my time for RP with genevieve will be limited to the occassional 4 winds or GIRC games, but no cons, sadly. Once we move, I probably won't be on for a bit because Bangkok is fucking *huge* and I want to get to know the city as quickly as possible.
So, as such, I'd like to RP with all you lovely people before I leave....I know some of you have wanted to scene, but between work and this I've been really hectic...However since everythings planned, I actually have time to focus.
So, if anyone would like to scene/needs to scene/whathave you; let me know.
If not, keep in touch and if I don't see you at SWRE I'll see you in 2011! |
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| Contemplation |
[Oct. 26th, 2006|11:58 am] |
You would think that living the life I do that a weekend when all around me is calm and quiet, that I would feel relaxed, that I would almost feel...happy.
But instead; I laugh at the amusement of the situation, as the stillness in the air causes a great amount of discomfort to me.
At one point I used to enjoy a calm, simple life; when I would grow tense and on edge when things began to grow chaotic...my guard would rise more and more the longer it continued, and I anxiously awaited that stillness in the air.
Now, I welcome the chaos and the disorder with open arms, as it has become my home. My evenings are now filled with rumors,lies,treachery, and blood.I am constantly wondering when I will need to jump to the defense of my Covenant mates whom I am sworn to protect, when I will have to defend even myself from sharp word and sword; and when I will fall to ash.
Ah, the life of a Kindred within the City of Angels, how exciting, no?
Almost everyone I know and care for is at the Conclave in Milwaukee for the next 4 nights...I chose not to go. I do not take kindly to bearing witness to treacherous words and actions, and those very things come in abundance when an overly large amount of Kindred are confined within a small area.
Instead? I stay with my dearest Micheal, my beloved Sire who without him, I would no longer be part of this world, and I would not be who I am today.
Let us hope that he will ease my nerves that come with the stillness of the night, and that we can forget about our woes, and enjoy the time we have alone together, something I have missed for some time. |
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| Yet another evening... |
[Oct. 25th, 2006|01:23 pm] |
Genevieve stood on the shores of San Clemente outside of her newly completed haven, staring out into the ocean, the soft breeze from the coast filling her senses with the smells of wet sand and brine.
The tide was coming in rapidly, thick waves pounding into the sand and she smiled softly, remembering the times she spent far from land and in those deep,trecherous waters...but that did not stay on her mind for long.
The Conclave in Milwaukee was beginning tomorrow evening, and she would not attend...her new duties kept her on the west coast, away from the merriment, away from her family, and away from the possible slaughter.
Her eyelids grew heavy and she reached to her side, touching the handle of her Sabre....Darren's Sabre. With one fluid motion she drew the antique blade from its sheath and began to practice her stances, her eyes closed, a relaxed expression on her face, the sounds of the sea ringing in her ears; and then she stopped dead.
"Why must you go?" she thought to herself, her brows now knit together in concern. "You know that it will be dangerous, you told me so...yet you decide to travel regardless?You decide to travel without me, without Micheal...."
She breathed in deeply,letting her breath escape her lips at a slow pace as she gazed at the blade held in her hand in complete silence, contemplating everything that had occured in the recent nights.
"Just come home....Come home to us, safe and unscathed..."
Shaking her head, she sheathed her blade once again and looked back at the sea one last time before she turned to return into her haven. Severus would be arriving soon, and they had plans to conjur before the carnival. |
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| The Winds of Change |
[Aug. 10th, 2006|12:34 pm] |
So much has happened since I arrived in the City of Angels. So much has changed, so much has been discovered, so much chaos, so much strife.
Events have occured in the recent nights which cause great concern to me. My charge risks being removed from the First Estate for doing nothing. He was following his instincts, and he was doing what he had every right to do as the Prince. yet, due to the privelege of those who carry the title of Alder and are higher in status, they took offense to ther Prince doing what he had the right to.
It is hard to remain neutral within this scenario. On one side, I have my duties as a Knight,which should not involve politics; and on the other side is my beliefs as one of Artus Le Jumels line, and my intolerance of disrespect.
Under every circumstance, I have been able to make the decision that is for the best...But in this case, I am clueless as to how to go about this. the frustration and confusion within me has caused my judgement to be clouded.
Darren wants for me to stand aside,and allow him to handle this...but I cannot let this happen. But I also cannot go against my beloved Grandsire; to do so would hurt him, and that I could not bear.
For now I will stand aside as he has requested; but I will remain as the guardian for the Prince; as that is my calling, and my purpose. And I uphold that with every essence of my being. |
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