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| A Fresh Start | Started by: Kates on May 12, '09 16:40 |
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Kates leans against the exit of the bar, smoking a cigarette and watching the clouds roll by in the afternoon Detroit sky. The dress her father gave her now looked worn and old. It'd been weeks since she fled the destruction of Las Vegas and tried to make her way in Detroit. The grief over the loss of her father had sent her spiraling into depression, but she found comfort in routine. Waking up at five every morning and running for two miles, just as she used to run with Pedro during his morning workout back home. Working until the moon was high in the sky, when she would finally return back to her sparse apartment. Stripping off her clothes and retreating back between her sheets, until the sun rose again and another run began. Too quiet, speaking less than her father had taught her was appropriate for the family line. But it was time to change. In more ways than one. Tossing her cigarette back into the alley, Kates began to walk down the sidewalk. After travelling a mile or so, she stepped up into the local dressmaker's. She'd heard talk that Giuseppe was the best in the business and she'd finally saved up enough money to pay him a visit. As she walked through the door, she smiled at the dozens of dresses lining the wall. Standing and waiting while letting her eyes run over the various fabrics and cuts, she began to let her mind wander when she was snapped back to reality by the small, elderly man tapping his foot in front of her. "Oh- sorry," said Kates as she refocused, "I was referred here by a friend. I'm looking for somewhat of a new start, and so I'd like to purchase a new dress..." As she spoke the elderly man whirled into action. Catching her breath in her mouth, Kates was too surprised to move as a measuring tape appeared in the small man's hands and he jumped into action. She watched as he took what seemed like an innumerable amount of measurements, lifting her arms, turning her hips, and even making her blush as he unabashedly ran the tape across her chest. Finally, when he had finished, he motioned for her to wait and retreated into the back room. Kates stood in the store waiting as she heard the whirring of a sewing machine and the dexterous snipping of scissors. After a half hour or so, Giuseppe emerged and sent her into the side room to try it on. As she stood in front of the mirror wearing her new dress, Kates exhaled. Her old dress was modest, classical. Her father had given it to her- and father would certainly not approve of this one. The fabric was a dark brown, so much so that it appeared black unless the light was hitting it. Whereas her old strapless dress had shown off her cleavage while maintaining modesty, the two thin straps on the new one plunged down into a perilous neckline that barely covered her breasts and descended down into an upturned triangle that left her hips bare. "I did want a new beginning, I suppose" muttered Kates as she slipped back into her shoes. She held onto the old one, slipping it into a bag as she paid the beaming Giuseppe. She held the bag up against her as she exited the door, conscious of just how much skin she was exposing. But her old confidence soon emerged and she hardly noticed the shocked stare of the goomba across the street. By the time she'd walked a block it was like the dress had become part of her skin. As she walked past the shops of various businesses, Kates reminded herself about her new beginning. Her family line had never been a stranger to the streets, and it was time to accept the fullness of her destiny. A change for the better. |
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Douche was strolling the streets trying to collect a payment some poor schlub owed him. He couldn't help but notice an angel across the street. He tried to look natural as he passed down the street but couldn't be helped. He stopped in his tracks and stared. His eyes fixed on her beauty. She made eye contact and was full aware of the staring. He noticed she came out of Giuseppe's shop. Giuseppe was known for his handy craftsmanship. "I wonder what her name is. With beauty like that, her name must be to die for." New to the streets himself, he thought he could introduce himself... |
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| Reply by: Douche_McDouce at May 12, '09 18:06 | |
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Taking his daily stroll in the streets, Brick wasn't watching where he was going and bumped into an acquaintance he'd met a few days earlier. He helped Douche up and dusted him off. And apologized. I'm sorry Douche. I didn't see you there. What are you doing standing in the middle of the street anyway? Brick grabbed the handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the drool from the boy's chin. You're drooling son, what is wrong with you? |
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| Reply by: Brick_Pollitt at May 12, '09 18:37 | |
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Grudge is in post office shoving his gun in clerks face Ok now if you just hand me all... Notices commotion outside and turn his head Damn That's one nice piece of... <en> Hears a sound and turns around to face a double barrel shotgun pointed at his face Oh man.Not again.</en> |
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| Reply by: Grudge at May 12, '09 20:47 | |
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| Happen to be walking by the post office and looks to his left through the window seeing a man with a gun pointed at the others face. He quickly grabs one of his ninja stars and throws it through the window. The star backs through and hits the man with the shotgun right in his trigger hand. The shotgun drops and he walks across the street and notices the beautiful women and then just walks off. | |
| Reply by: Zumori at May 13, '09 02:01 | |
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hey i just started this game and i need help and advice you can either let me join and teach me the ropes or i gotta figure this out on my own but i really could help |
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| Reply by: bad_bitch33 at Aug 02, '09 22:01 | |
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... great Odin's raven! |
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| Reply by: Kates at Aug 02, '09 22:14 | |
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