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Unresolved"but..... But.... You are - - -," stammered the perspective client.Unresolved by tainia
"And in drag, so do you have any other amazing things to tell me about myself or are you wanting my services?"
The middle aged man couldn't handle that and promptly left.
Henry was far too used to these situations going a muck.
And then heard some commotion out in the hall, figuring the man had knocked into the wall on his way out. But the next thing was the stunning woman opening the door and walking in.
She was over five and a half foot tall, black hair, dressed in black. And the only thing that stood out was the white walking stick she carried.
"Can I help you?" he found himself asking, sure she was in the wrong room.
"Well, I hope so," she replied as she paused for a moment, seemingly unsure of herself.
He stared at her. She had on black shades and stood there seeming to turn to and fro, perhaps looking at things. But she didn't go on, offering any more information as to what she needed.
"How so?" he pr
Floor Food RevisedIt didn't take long to figure out the rules of this game.Floor Food Revised by tainia
A club, packed with zombies. And those who hadn't been turned yet. And the norms figured out pretty quick the rules. Standing on the floor meant you were fair game.
"So what do we do?" Rachel asked.
"They have to have some weakness," Dave replied.
"Wasn't there something about this stuff at that library we went to last week?" Rachel inquired further.
"There was but getting there will be a problem," Gregg said.
"I will do it," Blake replied. He was the fastest runner out of the lot of them.
"Blake!" Rose protested. As his love, she knew the dangers he was going into and feared for losing him.
"If I don't we will all sit here, starve, and be picked off by them anyway," he offered her. "Let me at least try to save us."
So it was decided. "What we need to do is some distractions," Dave suggested. "All of us stand and run in different directions, giving Blake a head-start from these zombies."
"We should be able to hit other tables in
The King and Queen of EnmorHe rode in with the storm.The King and Queen of Enmor by tainia
Winds raging and lightning cracked above his head, cascading through the midday sky as he rode at breakneck speed.
The purpose was dire. Time was short. And the storm was the least of the worries of the young elven battle mage.
The castle loomed ahead, silhouetted against the grey clouds that spewed out the storm.
And at last he reached his destination with news the king would not want to hear. News of how the world was changing around them. News of dread. He felt the pit of his stomach twist at the thought of having to convey that news.
Mosrves slowed as he approached and dismounted, leaving his mount to the stable boy. And was rushed into the castle. But something was wrong.
The feeling hung in the air as he rushed from the entry to the main hall. And was greeted by Lersdar, the kings main counsellor.
"You will see the lady Ranyl," the counsellor said, his face drawn.
Mosrves nodded as he strode on, to the Lady. First daughter of the king. The princess of t
Emotions of MechsIt was to be a simple expedition. Simple. Go into the mines and locate the Mechs. The bots that were planning a revolt.Emotions of Mechs by tainia
The Humes had been evacuated to safety already. So, anyone found in the mines was a Mech. And it was a known that Mechs were just machines and therefore expendable.
It was a small crew. Three males to do the dirty work and one female. Dora. Her presence was just a safety clause, so no one could claim this was just a clean-up crew to destroy all Mechs. She was an empath. It was up to her to make sure that they were all Mechs before the three men disposed of them.
Dora didn't like this job. At all. Something didn't get well with her. It didn't feel right from the start. The three males who were to protect her and destroy the Mechs were a likely mob of disgruntled youths. If Mechs had blood, they were hungry for it.
Except one. Yangor. He didn't fit. At all. Proud, strong, and fierce. But a kindness that went down to his soul. He didn't want to be there either.
Another NightMaking itAnother Night by tainia
through many a night
homeless and scared
all alone in the dark
scary people mean to harm me
one thirty means almost two
two thirty is nearly three
three thirty is nearing the end of night
cos then its almost four
day will be breaking
four is almost five
and next thing you know
its almost six
normal life resumes
the freaks and thieves scurry away
a chance of being seen
a chance of being caught
but its okay
made it through another night
and I hope
and I pray
making it through
one night at a time
long scary nights
day isn't long enough
day isn't bright enough
to keep the bad people away
a bit warped and twisted
at least now there is a door
keeping the world out
still panic through the night
but not counting hours
waiting for light
through another night
Exclamation PointsThe words just won't come to meExclamation Points by tainia
faint whisperers in the mist echoing off the hill
thunder rolls massive claps
round the countryside comes booming
lightning strikes enlightening the night
the figures shift in the shadows
sneaking in the shade
except when lightning strikes
suddenly shown in the light
no shadows to hide when lightning strikes
thunder punctuates the movements
exclamation points in the dark
Even Just a LittleNo easy wordsEven Just a Little by tainia
nothing to ease the pain
no gentle touch
no soothing hug
nothing can I do to help you!
Have walked this path before
right to the edge
still so far away
you must know
I hear your cries
I know your pain
would give anything to ease it
to love it all away
but until then
let me just
keep loving you
in hopes it will help
ease that pain
even just a little
because I'm not going away
|If you see a fractal that you like, and wish it was in another color, just ask. Chances are pretty good that it just maybe!|
Completely Unaware.Their hearts pound to the same rhythmInvoking
And when he smiles at her
She feels a bit less like a mess
And when she gazes at him
He actually likes the way
His heart beats in his chest
Day after day
They keep their words locked away
Too used to rejection or just too afraid
Her secrets never surfaced
He never faced his fears
This could've been so perfect
Instead they're drowning in their tears
It's never fair...
But they're so beautifully
Back...but not feeling too goodI can't believe it, I have yet another cold, and I'm feeling really roughThelma1
That's 3 this year, two lots of the Flu, and now a stinking cold. I am soooo tired of feeling ill.
This last couple of weeks I lost all incentive to do anything. I miss being here so much, and I did come
online a few times, though I just didn't have the get up and go to cope.
So, I've decided to post some work. and do this journal to let you know I'm still alive, even though it's almost my
bedtime right now, but I hope this will give me the push to get on here tomorrow and start catching up....again
Maybe if I can get going on my messages and start viewing all your beautiful art again, I will begin to feel better
Sorry to sound so miserable, and sorry I'm so far behind
When I'm back into the swing of things on here, I know I'll feel happier
I have sadly decided that I can no longer
thank everyone individually
I know you will
Vore scene spotted in car commercial!!!I found a sweet vore scene from an Australian Ad for the Kia Sorento (mislabelled as Sportage in the video's title) .Jimma1300
This came out around 2005-ish if memory serves. I love this monster!
Have been writing for over 30 years now. And don't fret; I started young. Practically as soon as I learned how. Practically. All that time, and not published! Thank heavens for that! Fame is a fickle bitch. So, I've just used all that I feel and all that I dream as my muse. I am always amazed and touched to know others enjoy.|
And now my one of my new passions is fractals!
Current Residence: Planet Earth
Favourite genre of music: Goa & Psytrance among others
Favourite photographer: too many to mention
Favourite style of art: all? whatever I like
Operating System: 7
MP3 player of choice: WinAmp
Shell of choice: abalone
Wallpaper of choice: my own
Skin of choice: my own, in whatever incarntion I'm in!
Favourite cartoon character: Picachu
Personal Quote: The Universe May Fling Its Children Far and Wide BUT the Universe Always Provides
Okay. I been trying to catch up with all of the late messages and emails and thank-you's and birthday wishes from last year. But I think I have to tell you guys more than I've let you know so far. You know I have multiple sclerosis. I haven't been hiding that. But I haven't told you the full state of that. My left side is semi-paralyzed. I can move my arm and leg but not well. If I go out I have to be in wheelchair. And to write it I have to dictate to the computer using a headset.
So in other words I don't write so much anymore because it's all me dictating. In responding to messages and emails and such am still learning how. I've been trying to catch up to birthday wishes from last year that happened while while we were homeless.
At least thankfully we got into a place just after we found out about the multiple sclerosis. 14 months in a wheelchair & homeless was not fun. But hey we're in somewhere now thankfully. And I have a headset and the program I can dictate all of this to the computer.
I haven't tried writing a whole lot as far as poetry and short stories so far. But I'm hoping I will get more and more used to dictating things like this. As far as making responses it may take awhile. Please understand I'm getting back to normal as much as I can. And thanks
So you guys are still in my wishes and prayers every morning and every night. That hasn't changed. I still send all the love beams out. Take care and chat at you soon.