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Scurvy Sea Dogs--11“Victoria, don’t put so much food into your mouth at once.  It looks absolutely vile.”   
Tory stuffed an extra-large whole boiled potato into her mouth and mumbled defiantly through it, “Stop calling me Victoria!”   
After rescuing her from the Navy men at the tavern, her captor had led her back to the same mansion she had escaped from not an hour before.  It was now early evening, and Tory was sitting at a completely oversized mahogany dining table with her captor, who’s name was Harry, and his young wife Elizabeth, who had taken it upon herself to try and educate Tory in Scurvy Sea Dogs--11
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Scurvy Sea Dogs--10A long corridor stretched out behind; high ceiling, thick carpet and mahogany-panelled walls disappearing into inky blackness.  In front, a massive pair of oaken doors.  There were some large, velvety couches along the walls at this end of the hallway, and right now, sitting on those couches, was the most sorry and dejected-looking group of individuals ever assembled in one place.  With an enormous clunk, one of the doors swung partially open, and a young girl with long dark hair and a tattered grey dress bolted out.  She kept her head down, hiding her face, but there was no masking the sound of her sob Scurvy Sea Dogs--10
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Ch 1--There's One Every YearIt was a rare day in Ashland.  A sunny fall day.  Shafts of golden light filtered down through leaves just starting to turn and landed in dappled patches on the lawn of Ashland High School.  The hundred or so students loitering about the grounds didn't notice.  Chances are, they were too busy staring at the girl making her way up the stairs to the entrance.   
  MacKenzie Rain shook her long brown locks back from her face and placed one booted foot confidently in front of the other.  I am the lion, stalking through my jungle.  Even though the early autumn air held a nip, she was clad in tight micro-shorts and a pair of knee-length, Ch 1--There's One Every Year
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Morality Is For Sissies“Just nicking out to get the groceries!” I wrapped a scarf around my neck and shrugged into my favorite jacket with the fur-lined hood.     
 Blaine appeared in the doorway to the kitchen, a mug in one hand.  “Got cash?”     
 “As good as.”  I smiled, stood on tip-toe to kiss him on the lips, and stepped outside.  I paused a moment to admire the way my breath misted the frozen air, then struck up a brisk trot to the supermarket.   
 I loved the snow, but it was a relief to step into the warm interior of the supermarket.  I grabbed a cart, threw my scarf and jacket into it, and set off up the biscui Morality Is For Sissies
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OMG, it's like I'm in an epidose of ALIAS

Thu Aug 6, 2009, 12:33 AM
  • Mood: Neutral
  • Listening to: Rouge the iPod - Symphonic Metal Mix
  • Reading: Agatha Christie - the ABC Murders
  • Watching: YouTube - CommunityChannel
  • Playing: Tomb Raider: Anniversary
  • Eating: Pad Thai
  • Drinking: Orange/Passionfruit Juice
You know the episode at the end of Season 2 where Sydney wakes up and she's lost two years off her life?

I feel a lot like that right now.

It's not that I've lost my memory...I've been working my job the whole time. But somehow, since finishing uni, getting a full-time job and then getting married into the bargain, the days go past much more quickly than I can keep track of them.

Last time I wrote in here, it was October 2007.

Now, suddenly, it's August 2009.

I don't know what I've done the last two years. I know what I haven't done. I haven't written anything. I haven't seen my crayon collection. I haven't done anything stupid (like a spontaneous visit to a llama farm) with any friends. I still haven't become a famous punk rockstar with wicked guitar skills.

I have done a lot of things that I'm not allowed to talk about. They're boring things anyway.

When did I grow up and become so boring?!?!?!?

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  • Current Residence: Brisbane (but I wish I was a pirate in the Caribbean)
  • Interests: Fire-Twirling; Writing; Singing & Playing Guitar (badly); Studying Law; Making massa de bolacha
  • Favourite movie: Pirates of the Caribbean! (Closely followed by the Mummy, and Terminator 2...)
  • Favourite band or musician: U2! Hooray! They're FINALLY touring Australia! I have a ticket! ARRGGGHHHHH!
  • Favourite genre of music: That depends on if I feel like meditating or bashing the crap out of people.
  • Favourite artist: The Magical A-Chan. www.azusachan.deviantart.com Not that I'm biased or nuthin'.
  • Favourite poet or writer: Matthew Reilly and Janet Evanovich.
  • Favourite style of art: Cultural Philistine Alert.
  • Operating System: Technological Philistine Alert.
  • MP3 player of choice: George the iPod.
  • Shell of choice: The variety that don't come with hermit crabs included.
  • Wallpaper of choice: This wacky crayon drawing I did for my cousin...all of two years ago.
  • Favourite game: Tomb Raider (all 6 of them, hah!). And Need for Speed. And Prince of Persia. The Prince is HOT.
  • Favourite cartoon character: Kenshin!
  • Personal Quote: Eu sou maluca!! A cor de cabelo nao quer dizer nada.
  • Tools of the Trade: Crayons, coloured paper, my laptop and a headful of pink fluff...

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~D-Iverson1990 Nov 27, 2009, 2:56:17 PM
you've been off for 14 weeks... you better get back here, long-time deviantart member and notice what happened.

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about bad Karma....the man who was Jesus... already took all of it to the cross.
Read the Underland Chronicles! By Suzanne Collins! Otherwise known as the 'Gregor' series!
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~crazylady Nov 30, 2009, 12:42:09 PM
When I first saw your message I nearly had a heart attack. I thought some apocalyptic event had hit DeviantArt and all my art had been lost....Lol. Then I looked at my messages and I was like, "470 messages. Hmmm. That is a little higher than normal..."

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The world is divided into two groups: people who love to play with swords, and two half-groups of people sliced in half by the sword-loving people.
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~D-Iverson1990 Nov 30, 2009, 4:39:38 PM
D'oooh... I wish I could someday get that amount of attention. maybe when I develop interesting stories like yours.

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Read the Underland Chronicles! By Suzanne Collins! Otherwise known as the 'Gregor' series!
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Mood: Compassion ~luthien-soroniel Nov 27, 2009, 12:02:21 PM
you're an amazing writer! I featured your story The Ex in my Journal today.

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~crazylady Nov 30, 2009, 12:45:49 PM
Thanks so much for the feature! And thanks for the encouragement too :) ("AMAZING story" - that made my day. ;)

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The world is divided into two groups: people who love to play with swords, and two half-groups of people sliced in half by the sword-loving people.
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~Wildbluesun Nov 27, 2009, 9:12:04 AM
Always on the look out for excellent writing, and I think I just found some. :)

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...And hears, deep in his sleep,
A million million sheep

Each one bleating: 'Why
Am I the only I?'

~"Ram", Ted Hughes
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~crazylady Nov 30, 2009, 12:46:44 PM
Thankyou. :) People don't often read my work...it's always an encouragement when someone does.

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The world is divided into two groups: people who love to play with swords, and two half-groups of people sliced in half by the sword-loving people.
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~Wildbluesun Nov 30, 2009, 3:37:47 PM
:) I remember when I used to post writing up here how hard to was to get people to pay any kind of attention. But I wasn't as good as you.

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...And hears, deep in his sleep,
A million million sheep

Each one bleating: 'Why
Am I the only I?'

~"Ram", Ted Hughes
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=mode-de-vie Nov 27, 2009, 6:50:20 AM
Congratulations on your Daily Deviation! :) I've placed a link to it in the sidebar of my journal page.

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Founder of =Inked-Page | Staff for *100ThemesChallenge, #LITplease
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~crazylady Nov 30, 2009, 12:50:46 PM
Thankyou. :)

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The world is divided into two groups: people who love to play with swords, and two half-groups of people sliced in half by the sword-loving people.
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