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May. 15th, 2012 01:21 pmI scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!
"It's nothing but broken clocks" she said, looking around the small room. The hands moved in every direction, digital clocks are changing every sixteenth of a second and the hourglasses are all lost in clouds of smoke. It's a dream.
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Timelines/verses
May. 7th, 2012 03:36 amJanie is down to two (that's right, only two!) 'verses.
Regular - This is everything, except for Demon/Irony. It has changed... a bit, but that will come out in play.
Demon/Irony - Okay, so they're technically two verses :P
Regular - This is everything, except for Demon/Irony. It has changed... a bit, but that will come out in play.
Demon/Irony - Okay, so they're technically two verses :P
Family Photos
Apr. 18th, 2012 03:46 pm"Lynn? What are you doing with those pictures?" asked Janie one night. She'd been working late and had just gotten home.
"Hi Mom. Um, I'm. Putting them into an album for you so you can remember more things."
"You are? Let me help." she yawned, but waved her daughter over to the couch.
"Did you have dinner?"
"I had some chips."
"Mom."
"I'll eat something else before bed."
"You're hard to take care of. I can't wait for Aunt Sara to come back."
"Is she still... on vacation?" asked Janie, her memory beginning to fail
"Yeah. Look, here's me and you and Sam and Dad. And Julian. And here's one of- Mom, you have a lot of pictures of him."
"I have a lot of pictures of all of you. There's a big box of pictures of you on the boat."
"Where?"
"In my room, next to the pictures of your Dad. Oh, look at that picture."
Lynn froze when she saw the image of Janie happily holding a baby. "That's me. Let me have that and, um, put it in a frame. Please?"
"That isn't you." Janie began, before shaking her head. "It's, no. Go ahead and take the picture."
"Can I keep this one too?" asked Lynn, softly. She pointed to a photo of a smiling Janie and Lynn, both of who were several years younger. They were somewhere sunny.
"Yes. I have my own copy of that picture. Do you want to have another picnic soon?"
"Yeah. Mom you have to eat dinner and forget about the pictures for now."
"I will after we look through a few more."
Lynn, suddenly very weary, climbed onto Janie's lap, and rested against her mother. "We're going to have pictures forever, Mom."
"I know sweetie." It was quiet for several minutes, and then Lynn was asleep.
Janie wanted to get up and put the pictures away, but instead she fell asleep while holding her daughter.
"Hi Mom. Um, I'm. Putting them into an album for you so you can remember more things."
"You are? Let me help." she yawned, but waved her daughter over to the couch.
"Did you have dinner?"
"I had some chips."
"Mom."
"I'll eat something else before bed."
"You're hard to take care of. I can't wait for Aunt Sara to come back."
"Is she still... on vacation?" asked Janie, her memory beginning to fail
"Yeah. Look, here's me and you and Sam and Dad. And Julian. And here's one of- Mom, you have a lot of pictures of him."
"I have a lot of pictures of all of you. There's a big box of pictures of you on the boat."
"Where?"
"In my room, next to the pictures of your Dad. Oh, look at that picture."
Lynn froze when she saw the image of Janie happily holding a baby. "That's me. Let me have that and, um, put it in a frame. Please?"
"That isn't you." Janie began, before shaking her head. "It's, no. Go ahead and take the picture."
"Can I keep this one too?" asked Lynn, softly. She pointed to a photo of a smiling Janie and Lynn, both of who were several years younger. They were somewhere sunny.
"Yes. I have my own copy of that picture. Do you want to have another picnic soon?"
"Yeah. Mom you have to eat dinner and forget about the pictures for now."
"I will after we look through a few more."
Lynn, suddenly very weary, climbed onto Janie's lap, and rested against her mother. "We're going to have pictures forever, Mom."
"I know sweetie." It was quiet for several minutes, and then Lynn was asleep.
Janie wanted to get up and put the pictures away, but instead she fell asleep while holding her daughter.
"I want to go home." said Lynn one day, as she replanted a few bulbs in Janie's garden.
"Lynn, we have to clean up then you can do whatever you want. Dinner is at six." replied her mother, cleaning up broken glass. The little island was really a mess after this last battle.
"No. HOME. I miss it there."
"I miss it there too, but they're busy cleaning up and getting everything back to normal."
"I want to go now. Don't you want to help clean up? It's your home too."
Janie was quiet for a moment. She did want to help, but she was afraid of getting in the way. The planet felt like home to her, but she still felt guilty for what happened. If only she was there-
"If you're there, you can help fix it." Interrupted Lynn "Come on, let's go! If we're there then you won't cook. I'm going to get food poisoning if I eat your cooking another night."
"Get out of my thoughts." said Janie, before looking around her little island one last time, Janie decided that she would listen to her daughter. Another glance, and the island was once more repaired, but now the path that led to the woods led to the pond, and she wasn't sure what was going on in that thicket of trees.
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Before they step into the little yellow boat, Janie received the invitation from Ylaia. She was elated, and rushed onto the boat with Lynn, excited and honored for the invitation.
"Are you going to tell them about what happened?" asked Lynn, who had taken over the kitchen. Where had that pizza come from?
"I- they know, Lynn. It was just a little energy boost, and I'll tell your Dad about the island when things calm down."
"Pizza was in the freezer Mommy. We stocked up, remember?"
She didn't, but nodded anyway.
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On Kaldoa, Janie headed off to work right away. She sent Lynn to Sam. The little girl complained, but she understood that Janie wanted to know where she was.
The time traveler loved helping to fix the space ports. She instructed on how to repair some things, then, when all that was left to do was supervise, she jumped in and worked herself. She suggested improvements, and in some cases, implemented them. She worked cheerfully and was slightly saddened when the job was complete.
"Lynn, we have to clean up then you can do whatever you want. Dinner is at six." replied her mother, cleaning up broken glass. The little island was really a mess after this last battle.
"No. HOME. I miss it there."
"I miss it there too, but they're busy cleaning up and getting everything back to normal."
"I want to go now. Don't you want to help clean up? It's your home too."
Janie was quiet for a moment. She did want to help, but she was afraid of getting in the way. The planet felt like home to her, but she still felt guilty for what happened. If only she was there-
"If you're there, you can help fix it." Interrupted Lynn "Come on, let's go! If we're there then you won't cook. I'm going to get food poisoning if I eat your cooking another night."
"Get out of my thoughts." said Janie, before looking around her little island one last time, Janie decided that she would listen to her daughter. Another glance, and the island was once more repaired, but now the path that led to the woods led to the pond, and she wasn't sure what was going on in that thicket of trees.
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Before they step into the little yellow boat, Janie received the invitation from Ylaia. She was elated, and rushed onto the boat with Lynn, excited and honored for the invitation.
"Are you going to tell them about what happened?" asked Lynn, who had taken over the kitchen. Where had that pizza come from?
"I- they know, Lynn. It was just a little energy boost, and I'll tell your Dad about the island when things calm down."
"Pizza was in the freezer Mommy. We stocked up, remember?"
She didn't, but nodded anyway.
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On Kaldoa, Janie headed off to work right away. She sent Lynn to Sam. The little girl complained, but she understood that Janie wanted to know where she was.
The time traveler loved helping to fix the space ports. She instructed on how to repair some things, then, when all that was left to do was supervise, she jumped in and worked herself. She suggested improvements, and in some cases, implemented them. She worked cheerfully and was slightly saddened when the job was complete.
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Apr. 10th, 2012 01:47 pmThe gruel came in a colorless bowl made of soft, flexible plastic which barely held it's shape when filled with the lumpy and gray substance. Even oatmeal had more taste and texture than the gruel. From what she remembered, it tasted like sawdust. No. Sawdust had a little more flavor. It tasted like bland sawdust, with a slightly sandy and slimy texture.
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Part 3 of 3
Apr. 3rd, 2012 11:32 amAll of the variables have a spot in the equation, and she carefully places them, writing it all out on a piece of paper.
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Not a goodbye
Mar. 31st, 2012 12:26 pmJanie wandered for a few hours, realizing her time in the city was nearly up. It couldn't be up, not yet.
And she hadn't told Julian anything. So here she was at his place.
And she hadn't told Julian anything. So here she was at his place.
Forced Move
Mar. 29th, 2012 07:03 amWhen Janie was first arrested, the handcuffs and cops were for show. She needed to be made an example of to all of the newcomers to the City, newcomers that didn't know the rules. The trial was semi private, them writing her off as a terrorist with a different name.
Something she learned during that process, is that you never actually saw 'The Council'. She couldn't look at this group of people that decided her fate.
For a month after her release, she tried not to think about them. That was the lost month that was spent in bed and staring out of windows. Then, one morning, she opened her eyes and happened to be standing behind a glass podium in the center of a white, circular room. Rows of empty white chairs sat on the glass floor, all facing towards her.
( Still Considered a Threat )
The Protective Sphere of Zyrcolon
Mar. 20th, 2012 04:01 am(ooc: This is from early in Janie's agent days, which were very... colorful.)
( Nothing will go wrong... right? )
( Nothing will go wrong... right? )
Announcement
Mar. 2nd, 2012 01:54 amAs of today, no more drinking.
I'm sorry Julian, you're my favorite drinking partner... perhaps we can do other things together.
I'm sorry Julian, you're my favorite drinking partner... perhaps we can do other things together.
I hope life treats you kind
Feb. 29th, 2012 10:20 pmSometimes, Janie cheated. When she was nearing her breakdown she had done it more and more, and she knew when someone was destined for better things. She could peek at the timeline and see what was to be- what would happen if she let things go as they were.
She knew that she was making good choices, even though they hurt at first.
Today, Janie sat in a booth at a diner, waiting for a particular cop. In front of her was a cup of decaf tea, and a black coffee sat across from her.
She knew that she was making good choices, even though they hurt at first.
Today, Janie sat in a booth at a diner, waiting for a particular cop. In front of her was a cup of decaf tea, and a black coffee sat across from her.
28 day meme
Feb. 29th, 2012 04:44 am1. love
2. death
3. the unknown
4. war
5. miscommunication
6. dream
7. the beginning AND the ending
8. favorite quote
9. favorite photo
10. fan fiction
11. letter to significant other
12. the past
13. auto-biography
14. self-description
15. something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue
16. a diary entry
17. something that'd be really cool but also impossible
18. go here, select “min 1, max 349” and click generate. go here, hover over the number and write whatever the prompt tells you to.
19. deepest secret hidden in a piece of fiction
20. a good memory
21. a bad memory
22. anything you want to get off your chest
23. a piece about a good friend/someone you admire without naming them
24. a short piece about yourself without naming ANY negative things
25. something that frustrates you
26. something you love in less than seventy words
27. your past
28. your future
2. death
3. the unknown
4. war
5. miscommunication
6. dream
7. the beginning AND the ending
8. favorite quote
9. favorite photo
10. fan fiction
11. letter to significant other
12. the past
13. auto-biography
14. self-description
15. something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue
16. a diary entry
17. something that'd be really cool but also impossible
18. go here, select “min 1, max 349” and click generate. go here, hover over the number and write whatever the prompt tells you to.
19. deepest secret hidden in a piece of fiction
20. a good memory
21. a bad memory
22. anything you want to get off your chest
23. a piece about a good friend/someone you admire without naming them
24. a short piece about yourself without naming ANY negative things
25. something that frustrates you
26. something you love in less than seventy words
27. your past
28. your future
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Feb. 21st, 2012 08:44 pm"Why didn't you stop her?" asked Janie, late one night. She sat at the kitchen table, eating ice cream in the dark, speaking only when Sara walked in to see what the noise was.
( Old Issues )
The smell of bacon and eggs woke her that morning, reminding her of when she was a kid and lived in the tiny house with Mama Sara, Papa Lonzo and Franklin. It reminded her of days spent helping with the laundry, sneaking off to the woods and arguing with the boy she thought of as a brother- wonderful childhood memories.
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ooc: This is for regular and NYC, just because I feel like my character needs to get her act together.
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ooc: This is for regular and NYC, just because I feel like my character needs to get her act together.
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Feb. 11th, 2012 01:05 amBeautiful strokes of peach and red and gold in the horizon, illuminating the landscape and reminding her of sherbert, with tastes of citrus, berry, tangy and- Pangia. He's sitting on a blanket, smiling with dimples in his cheeks as the kids chase around a bolt of white energy fighting with a black hole and two microscopic stars- almost a kite, but without a string.
He leaned in, a kiss on the cheek, a piece of heaven-
And then, reality.
( Get Out Of Jail Free Card )
He leaned in, a kiss on the cheek, a piece of heaven-
And then, reality.
( Get Out Of Jail Free Card )
What's there to say about love? I think it's all been said in movies, books, songs, poems, greeting cards and television shows. It's been said in gestures, actions and words,
Everyone knows what it is. Everyone has felt it.
Love hurts. Love can drive you insane, but I never want to stop feeling it. I never want to stop experiencing love.
Everyone knows what it is. Everyone has felt it.
Love hurts. Love can drive you insane, but I never want to stop feeling it. I never want to stop experiencing love.
