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Posted 13 years agoDoes anyone know who does those cute Icons with a character getting Nommed on by a pair of tiny anthros? Want to find them to see if they'll do one for me.
-- Stephen
-- Stephen
Info on Elliot's Spring Gathering?
Posted 13 years agoCan anyone tell me where this is going to be, and how much to attend please, thx!?
-- Stephen
-- Stephen
I feel accomplished...
Posted 13 years agoFinally got some players to help me through Serpent Shrine Caverns, and I have all of my priest's Teir-5 set.
She looks like a Draenai from Assassin's Creed. Just need to give her a dagger. ^_^
-- Stephen
She looks like a Draenai from Assassin's Creed. Just need to give her a dagger. ^_^
-- Stephen
AnthroCon Bound?
Posted 13 years agoI'd like to think so... I contacted the agency that handles the "vacation" service awards that are handed out by my company. Told them the list of hotels that serve AC, and the dates of the convention. Hoping they can swing it, because they say they have a contract deal with Marriott.
Which should mean, if this works out, I will be staying at the Courtyard Marriott, which hopefully means I don't have a far stretch to go between the con-site and my hotel. ^^;
*fingers crossed*
-- Stephen
Which should mean, if this works out, I will be staying at the Courtyard Marriott, which hopefully means I don't have a far stretch to go between the con-site and my hotel. ^^;
*fingers crossed*
-- Stephen
Christmas Eve....
Posted 14 years agoMuch apologies to Mariah, but Michael Buble does a much more apropos version. This year, more than ever it's so fitting with my mood right now.
Merry Christmas, to everyone who has their special someone. And to that someone who might someday, somehow, be mine . . . sweetest dreams and happiness to you.
-- Stephen
Don't want a lot for Christmas, there's just one thing I need
Don't care about those presents, underneath the Christmas tree.
I just want you for my own,
More than you could ever know.
Make my wish come true.
You know that all I want for Christmas... is You.
Won't ask for much this Christmas, I won't even wish for snow.
I'm just gonna keep on waiting, underneath the mistletoe.
There's no sense in hanging stockings, there on the fireplace.
Cause, Santa, he won't make me happy with a toy on Christmas Day.
I just want you here tonight.
Holding on to me so tight.
Girl, what can I do?
Cause all I want for Christmas... is you.
And All the lights are shining so brightly everywhere.
And the sound of children's laughter fills the air.
And everyone is singing,
I hear those sleigh bells ringing.
Santa won't you bring me the one I really love?
Won't you please bring my baby to me?
I don't want a lot for Christmas. This is all I'm asking for.
Oh, I just want to see my baby, standing right outside my door
I just want you for my own.
More than you could ever know.
Make my wish come true,
You know that all I want for Christmas is You.
Is you.Merry Christmas, to everyone who has their special someone. And to that someone who might someday, somehow, be mine . . . sweetest dreams and happiness to you.
-- Stephen
My List.
Posted 14 years agoTime to put something possitive on the page.
Got this from
cheska , who got this from another FA friend.
Step 1
Make a post in your journal containing your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple to really big. The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.
If you wish for real-life things, make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where folks could get in touch with you.
Step 2
Surf around other lists to see who has posted their list. If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream for free--do it. You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call. There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special
Step 3
The List
1. -- Better health for myself and others who are in similar straits.
2. -- A new adult sized Trike that can support 300+ lbs.
3. -- A new computer that can play WoW and Starcraft 2; not bleeding edge tech, but enough so I won't need to upgrade in 2 or 4 years.
4. -- A commission from Maxblackrabbit or Miu (the guy that does the Peaches n' Cream characters) of my characters Randall St. John and Amanda "Clover" d'Orleans.
5. -- A gift card from Build-A-Bear that I can give my nieces.
6. -- A meet-n-greet with several of my online friends.
7. -- A girlfriend... heck even just a good friend who happens to be a girl (at my age, I can't really be picky).
8. -- Any of the Patricia Briggs "Mercy Thompson" Books or Bill Baldwin's "Helmsman" books.
9. -- Peace of mind.
10. -- A tattoo (drawn by Fossil).
Merry Christmas to everyone!
-- Stephen
Got this from
cheska , who got this from another FA friend.Step 1
Make a post in your journal containing your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple to really big. The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.
If you wish for real-life things, make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where folks could get in touch with you.
Step 2
Surf around other lists to see who has posted their list. If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream for free--do it. You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call. There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special
Step 3
The List
1. -- Better health for myself and others who are in similar straits.
2. -- A new adult sized Trike that can support 300+ lbs.
3. -- A new computer that can play WoW and Starcraft 2; not bleeding edge tech, but enough so I won't need to upgrade in 2 or 4 years.
4. -- A commission from Maxblackrabbit or Miu (the guy that does the Peaches n' Cream characters) of my characters Randall St. John and Amanda "Clover" d'Orleans.
5. -- A gift card from Build-A-Bear that I can give my nieces.
6. -- A meet-n-greet with several of my online friends.
7. -- A girlfriend... heck even just a good friend who happens to be a girl (at my age, I can't really be picky).
8. -- Any of the Patricia Briggs "Mercy Thompson" Books or Bill Baldwin's "Helmsman" books.
9. -- Peace of mind.
10. -- A tattoo (drawn by Fossil).
Merry Christmas to everyone!
-- Stephen
It's The Christian Thing...
Posted 14 years agoBut, it's something I cannot, WILL NOT ever forgive.
What am I talking about?
In the words of Inigo Montoya, "Let me sum up!"
Back in 2000, the relationship I had worked for nearly 2 years to hold on to ended between me and my first ex-girlfriend, Andrea. The end result had me returning to Florida, back home to my family. I had a major bout of depression and was doing little to pick myself up again.
A fellow who was part of the group of "friends" whom I had made during attending NecronomiCon, decided to help me by getting me out and taking part in activities. Going to a local anime group, coming over to watch TV and such. During which, I met a new girl, and after a while the two of us became a couple (me and the girl that is).
We were dating for over a year, when the following February, out of nowhere she dumps me. She didn't say I did anything wrong, just said "we weren't working out together.".
Shortly after, the "group" stopped talking to me, stopped inviting me to the anime club meetings... just, stopped all-together. In fact, when I tried to attend a christmas get-together the group and thrown open, I soon found out my presence wasn't welcome there. Little did I know, my "girlfriend" had been seeing the "Fellow" behind my back, and the two of them were fast becoming a couple. To the extent I found out a couple of years later they married each other.
So, with little else to do, I tried to put this behind me and move forward with my life. And for the most part, I did. I forgot about the 2nd-Ex and the now-former Friend, and did my best to live on.
Only now, I just found out recently the Former Friend and his wife have had tragedy strike them; their son, who would have been two this past week, had drowned in a lake behind the home of one of their family members in Tampa/St. Pete.
I found out through another friend's FB post about this, and I left a comment saying I was shocked to hear the child had died.
Tonight, the Former Friend contacted me, wanting to be "friends" on FB.
...
I know the Christian thing to do is to "Forgive and Forget". To let the past be the past and move ahead.
However, I just feel that the Former-Friend's deception with my 2nd Ex is something I cannot, WILL NOT forget or forgive. I can overlook a lot of things about people. But liars as a whole are something I will never overlook. You can malign my character, you can slam my talents, you can bully me, hassle me, belittle me... hell, if someone were to shoot me or stab me, I'd probably let it pass.
BUT, I never will forgive lies, deceptions, backstabbing or anything related thereof.
Needless to say, I left him a note, explaining bluntly my feelings, though telling him I was sorry for his loss. Yet, in closing I told him we could never be friends.
Am I wrong to feel this way? Personally, I may lose some karma somewhere, but I have to stand by my principals.
I will NEVER suffer a liar. Period.
-- Stephen
What am I talking about?
In the words of Inigo Montoya, "Let me sum up!"
Back in 2000, the relationship I had worked for nearly 2 years to hold on to ended between me and my first ex-girlfriend, Andrea. The end result had me returning to Florida, back home to my family. I had a major bout of depression and was doing little to pick myself up again.
A fellow who was part of the group of "friends" whom I had made during attending NecronomiCon, decided to help me by getting me out and taking part in activities. Going to a local anime group, coming over to watch TV and such. During which, I met a new girl, and after a while the two of us became a couple (me and the girl that is).
We were dating for over a year, when the following February, out of nowhere she dumps me. She didn't say I did anything wrong, just said "we weren't working out together.".
Shortly after, the "group" stopped talking to me, stopped inviting me to the anime club meetings... just, stopped all-together. In fact, when I tried to attend a christmas get-together the group and thrown open, I soon found out my presence wasn't welcome there. Little did I know, my "girlfriend" had been seeing the "Fellow" behind my back, and the two of them were fast becoming a couple. To the extent I found out a couple of years later they married each other.
So, with little else to do, I tried to put this behind me and move forward with my life. And for the most part, I did. I forgot about the 2nd-Ex and the now-former Friend, and did my best to live on.
Only now, I just found out recently the Former Friend and his wife have had tragedy strike them; their son, who would have been two this past week, had drowned in a lake behind the home of one of their family members in Tampa/St. Pete.
I found out through another friend's FB post about this, and I left a comment saying I was shocked to hear the child had died.
Tonight, the Former Friend contacted me, wanting to be "friends" on FB.
...
I know the Christian thing to do is to "Forgive and Forget". To let the past be the past and move ahead.
However, I just feel that the Former-Friend's deception with my 2nd Ex is something I cannot, WILL NOT forget or forgive. I can overlook a lot of things about people. But liars as a whole are something I will never overlook. You can malign my character, you can slam my talents, you can bully me, hassle me, belittle me... hell, if someone were to shoot me or stab me, I'd probably let it pass.
BUT, I never will forgive lies, deceptions, backstabbing or anything related thereof.
Needless to say, I left him a note, explaining bluntly my feelings, though telling him I was sorry for his loss. Yet, in closing I told him we could never be friends.
Am I wrong to feel this way? Personally, I may lose some karma somewhere, but I have to stand by my principals.
I will NEVER suffer a liar. Period.
-- Stephen
I have returned!
Posted 14 years agoFinally moved in -- well save for some stuff still left in the upstairs closet -- but my furniture is in place, and Verizon just came by today to set up our cable and Internet.
Did everyone miss me? ^_^
-- Stephen
Did everyone miss me? ^_^
-- Stephen
Will be gone for a few days...
Posted 14 years agoMoving into the new apartment downstairs, so the cable and internet won't be transferred until Saturday.
So, won't be online for a few days. Will see everyone at the end of the week.
-- Stephen
So, won't be online for a few days. Will see everyone at the end of the week.
-- Stephen
Meme, meme, who's got the meme?
Posted 14 years agoIn this case, the who is 
fluffball that I ganked this one from.
To follow suit, this is asking questions about the person you gank the meme from (so I'm answering about Fluffy).
NOTE -- You can do this meme, but it's your choice if you want to post one about me on here. I won't twist your arm about it.
WOULD YOU....
[_] Lock me in your room and take advantage of me? (What!? I doubt you'd allow anyone to just get away with that ^^; ).
[_] lick my cheek?
[x] miss me if we went out then broke up? (yes, yes I would).
[x] dance with me? (I’m only good at slow dancing myself).
[x] let me make you breakfast? (But I'd offer to reciprocate in return).
[_] tap me on the a**? (If by tap you mean a light slap in friendly fun, yes, otherwise I will always try to be a gentleman).
[_] help me with homework?
[x] tickle me to death? (Only if you wanted me to.)
[x] let me tickle you? (Only if I wanted you to.)
[x] stick up for me if i was being put down? (No brainer there, of course!)
[x] caress my body? (*blush* BUT, permission must be given before I get that intimate, ma’am).
[_] play strip poker with me?
[x] say yes if i asked you out? (I’d be extremely flattered if you did *blush*).
[_] let me wear your pants?
[_] get wasted with me? (I can’t handle a lot of alcohol).
[x] instant message me? (we do this already ^_^).
[x] greet me in public? (If we ever meet in real-life).
[x] hang out with me? (if I was so lucky to do so).
[x] bring me around your friends? (Ditto).
DO YOU...
[x] think im cute?
[_] think im hot?
[x] want to kiss me? (A friendly kiss, if you want anything more, that’s your choice to ask).
[x] want to cuddle with me? (I’m a notorious cuddle-hound.)
[_] want to hook up with me? (Let’s get to know one another better first).
ARE WE...
[_] acquaintances?
[x] friends? (I’d like to think so).
[_] in a relationship? (If you were open to the idea, I’d like that. ^_^).
[_] gonna have kids? (umm, can we at least have a date first? ^^;).
AM I...
[x] smart?
[x] cute?
[x] funny?
[x] cool?
[x] lovable? (to the nth-degree, in my opinion).
[x] adorable?
[x] compassionate?
[_] annoying?
[x] great to be with?
[_] attractive?
[_] mean?
[x] odd? (What’s ‘normal’ I ask you?).
HAVE YOU EVER...
[x] thought about me? (Honest? yes).
[_] thought there might be an "us"?
[_] thought about hookin' up with me?
[x] found yourself wanting a kiss from me? (Honest, yes, but in a friendly-birthday wishes way).
[x] wished i were there? (If to meet you for the first time in person, at least).
[_] grabbed me?
[x] had a crush on me?
[_] idolized me?
[x] wanted my number? (Only if you wanted me to have it. That bespeaks a high level of trust).
[_] had a dream about me?
[x] been distracted by me? (mostly by your artwork... it's a pleasant distraction, in truth).
ARE YOU...
[x] happy you know me? (Yes’m!)
[_] mad at me?
[x] thinkin' bout me?
[_] going to repost this in your journal so that i will return the favor (well you just asked for people not to do
fluffball that I ganked this one from.To follow suit, this is asking questions about the person you gank the meme from (so I'm answering about Fluffy).
NOTE -- You can do this meme, but it's your choice if you want to post one about me on here. I won't twist your arm about it.
WOULD YOU....
[_] Lock me in your room and take advantage of me? (What!? I doubt you'd allow anyone to just get away with that ^^; ).
[_] lick my cheek?
[x] miss me if we went out then broke up? (yes, yes I would).
[x] dance with me? (I’m only good at slow dancing myself).
[x] let me make you breakfast? (But I'd offer to reciprocate in return).
[_] tap me on the a**? (If by tap you mean a light slap in friendly fun, yes, otherwise I will always try to be a gentleman).
[_] help me with homework?
[x] tickle me to death? (Only if you wanted me to.)
[x] let me tickle you? (Only if I wanted you to.)
[x] stick up for me if i was being put down? (No brainer there, of course!)
[x] caress my body? (*blush* BUT, permission must be given before I get that intimate, ma’am).
[_] play strip poker with me?
[x] say yes if i asked you out? (I’d be extremely flattered if you did *blush*).
[_] let me wear your pants?
[_] get wasted with me? (I can’t handle a lot of alcohol).
[x] instant message me? (we do this already ^_^).
[x] greet me in public? (If we ever meet in real-life).
[x] hang out with me? (if I was so lucky to do so).
[x] bring me around your friends? (Ditto).
DO YOU...
[x] think im cute?
[_] think im hot?
[x] want to kiss me? (A friendly kiss, if you want anything more, that’s your choice to ask).
[x] want to cuddle with me? (I’m a notorious cuddle-hound.)
[_] want to hook up with me? (Let’s get to know one another better first).
ARE WE...
[_] acquaintances?
[x] friends? (I’d like to think so).
[_] in a relationship? (If you were open to the idea, I’d like that. ^_^).
[_] gonna have kids? (umm, can we at least have a date first? ^^;).
AM I...
[x] smart?
[x] cute?
[x] funny?
[x] cool?
[x] lovable? (to the nth-degree, in my opinion).
[x] adorable?
[x] compassionate?
[_] annoying?
[x] great to be with?
[_] attractive?
[_] mean?
[x] odd? (What’s ‘normal’ I ask you?).
HAVE YOU EVER...
[x] thought about me? (Honest? yes).
[_] thought there might be an "us"?
[_] thought about hookin' up with me?
[x] found yourself wanting a kiss from me? (Honest, yes, but in a friendly-birthday wishes way).
[x] wished i were there? (If to meet you for the first time in person, at least).
[_] grabbed me?
[x] had a crush on me?
[_] idolized me?
[x] wanted my number? (Only if you wanted me to have it. That bespeaks a high level of trust).
[_] had a dream about me?
[x] been distracted by me? (mostly by your artwork... it's a pleasant distraction, in truth).
ARE YOU...
[x] happy you know me? (Yes’m!)
[_] mad at me?
[x] thinkin' bout me?
[_] going to repost this in your journal so that i will return the favor (well you just asked for people not to do
Something to whet your appetites...
Posted 14 years agoThe SOKOL, City of New Kiev...
The slow roll of a steel-string send-up, rippling over a throbbing base-beat that was pure, distilled Southern rhythm, came pouring out of the sound-system like a sloop slipping across the Delta bayou. A woman’s alto harmonized along -- sounding like pure sex appeal mixed in with a healthy dose of fine whiskey and wood smoke.
As the music filled the club, Randall only got a brief warning from the amused look Amber sent his way, before he turned towards the main stage . . . .
There, behind the gossamer curtain that covered the middle portion of the backdrop, the spotlight shining through captured the silhouette of a curvy, sensual body; back arched, bottom out, with both hands lifting a long tumble of curly hair before letting it slide through ten teasing fingers. The dancer turned with the beat, seeming to caress her body from throat to hips, before they reached out and parted the curtain with a flap.
At that moment, the light from behind blinked off, and the lone spotlight from behind the seating area flashed out to capture an image that burned into Randall’s brain like the exposure of an old-style photograph. Swallowing thickly, Randall couldn’t help but stare, as this sight before him was certain to remain much longer than any old photograph could ever hope to achieve.
There, bracketed in the spotlight, Pavel’s new dancer stared out over the club. Her coffee-brown eyes held a mixture of playful humor and smoldering sensuality; a vibe that rumbled across the club as she slowly rolled a stroll down the center of the stage. Her body was barely covered by a thin red crop top and red, high-cut panties, which let her brown and white fur show as she slowly twirled around on the stage’s center pole. She stopped with her back to the trio watching her; revealing a rather fetching rump -- complete with a cute cottontail -- which she wiggled before turning to grin as she held out a hand in a faux “Stop” gesture. She then flirted a moue with her lips, tossing both her hair and her long, lop-ears over to one side. Staring out with a gaze that could have melted pig-iron into a puddle in seconds, she turned back to the pole to twirl slowly around it.
Beside Randall, Amber shook her head and chuckled. “Girl’s still got it, eh Markov?” Her whiskers twitched as she smiled, watching as the dancer easily and slowly worked the pole in several easy moves.
“To be certain, pet,” Markov said. “Is like our little Clover never left the stage all those months ago.”
Randall managed to force the words out with a choked whisper, asking, “She . . . worked here, before--?”
“Da, though not too long ago,” Markov said. “Was only part-time, during Amanda’s summer break . . . two years ago.”
Amber nodded. “Her cousin almost had a fit. But, she was eightteen and well and willing to give our work a try.” She glanced over at Randall and, seeing the utter gobsmacked look on his feline face she chuckled. “Oh dear. We’d better watch this one, Markov . . . I think your chef is rather, smitten, with, our kitten!”
Glancing over, Markov only grinned. “Ah, is so.”
Randall barely heard little else. His entire being was focused on the exotic rabbit on the stage -- now uncoiling herself from a inverted split -- and it was clear he wasn’t just smitten. From the rapid breaths and slightly glazed look in his eyes, the sun leopard was clearly in lust with the saucy redhead on the stage.
*Song Inspiration "Black Velvet" by Alannis Morriset"
-- Stephen
The slow roll of a steel-string send-up, rippling over a throbbing base-beat that was pure, distilled Southern rhythm, came pouring out of the sound-system like a sloop slipping across the Delta bayou. A woman’s alto harmonized along -- sounding like pure sex appeal mixed in with a healthy dose of fine whiskey and wood smoke.
As the music filled the club, Randall only got a brief warning from the amused look Amber sent his way, before he turned towards the main stage . . . .
There, behind the gossamer curtain that covered the middle portion of the backdrop, the spotlight shining through captured the silhouette of a curvy, sensual body; back arched, bottom out, with both hands lifting a long tumble of curly hair before letting it slide through ten teasing fingers. The dancer turned with the beat, seeming to caress her body from throat to hips, before they reached out and parted the curtain with a flap.
At that moment, the light from behind blinked off, and the lone spotlight from behind the seating area flashed out to capture an image that burned into Randall’s brain like the exposure of an old-style photograph. Swallowing thickly, Randall couldn’t help but stare, as this sight before him was certain to remain much longer than any old photograph could ever hope to achieve.
There, bracketed in the spotlight, Pavel’s new dancer stared out over the club. Her coffee-brown eyes held a mixture of playful humor and smoldering sensuality; a vibe that rumbled across the club as she slowly rolled a stroll down the center of the stage. Her body was barely covered by a thin red crop top and red, high-cut panties, which let her brown and white fur show as she slowly twirled around on the stage’s center pole. She stopped with her back to the trio watching her; revealing a rather fetching rump -- complete with a cute cottontail -- which she wiggled before turning to grin as she held out a hand in a faux “Stop” gesture. She then flirted a moue with her lips, tossing both her hair and her long, lop-ears over to one side. Staring out with a gaze that could have melted pig-iron into a puddle in seconds, she turned back to the pole to twirl slowly around it.
Beside Randall, Amber shook her head and chuckled. “Girl’s still got it, eh Markov?” Her whiskers twitched as she smiled, watching as the dancer easily and slowly worked the pole in several easy moves.
“To be certain, pet,” Markov said. “Is like our little Clover never left the stage all those months ago.”
Randall managed to force the words out with a choked whisper, asking, “She . . . worked here, before--?”
“Da, though not too long ago,” Markov said. “Was only part-time, during Amanda’s summer break . . . two years ago.”
Amber nodded. “Her cousin almost had a fit. But, she was eightteen and well and willing to give our work a try.” She glanced over at Randall and, seeing the utter gobsmacked look on his feline face she chuckled. “Oh dear. We’d better watch this one, Markov . . . I think your chef is rather, smitten, with, our kitten!”
Glancing over, Markov only grinned. “Ah, is so.”
Randall barely heard little else. His entire being was focused on the exotic rabbit on the stage -- now uncoiling herself from a inverted split -- and it was clear he wasn’t just smitten. From the rapid breaths and slightly glazed look in his eyes, the sun leopard was clearly in lust with the saucy redhead on the stage.
*Song Inspiration "Black Velvet" by Alannis Morriset"
-- Stephen
Clover LIVES! (Sorta)
Posted 14 years agoWhile here in Branson, we took a short trip to the Landing -- a shopping district within the town proper. While there, my nieces both begged to be taken into a Build-a-Bear Workshop store and they both pleaded to get a new stuffed animal friend.
Well, I've been feeling down since this whole week, with my grandmother's death and her funeral... so I decided to get a new friend for myself too.
I don't have a picture of her yet, but Clover now lives in a lop-eared, bunny plush form. Complete with jean shorts and a cute t-shirt that says "Branson" on it. I'm going to see about adding more stuff to make her look more like the character she's named for... just need to get some silver ear cuffs, a belly chain with a clover charm and some other items.
But, for now, Clover is going to make my snow leopard plush very happy. ^_^
-- Stephen
Well, I've been feeling down since this whole week, with my grandmother's death and her funeral... so I decided to get a new friend for myself too.
I don't have a picture of her yet, but Clover now lives in a lop-eared, bunny plush form. Complete with jean shorts and a cute t-shirt that says "Branson" on it. I'm going to see about adding more stuff to make her look more like the character she's named for... just need to get some silver ear cuffs, a belly chain with a clover charm and some other items.
But, for now, Clover is going to make my snow leopard plush very happy. ^_^
-- Stephen
Please take her gently...
Posted 14 years agoI just got the word from Missouri... as of an hour ago, Beatrice Sobotka, my grandmother and my father's mother has passed on.
God, please take her and keep her safe. I know her husband and son are waiting for her with open arms.
Godspeed, grandma... I will always love and cherish the time we spent together.
-- your grandson, Stephen Randall
God, please take her and keep her safe. I know her husband and son are waiting for her with open arms.
Godspeed, grandma... I will always love and cherish the time we spent together.
-- your grandson, Stephen Randall
Can this week get any worse?
Posted 14 years agoMy mother's been in touch with my Aunt in Missouri... news is my last surviving grandparent -- Grandma Bea -- is now on oxygen and hasn't eaten, drank or used the facilities for over 2 days.
This does not look good. It's the same way my Grandma Norma went before she left us for Heaven's just reward.
We're on phone watch, and my sister has said if it happens, we're all getting in a rental and driving up to Branson to attend the funeral.
*sighs* Gods, why does April have to be the month of sorrow? My first grandmother died on the 3rd, and her husband followed her a year later... now this. I'm starting to think my birthmonth is going to be forever cursed!
Please, put my family in your thoughts and prayers.
-- Stephen
This does not look good. It's the same way my Grandma Norma went before she left us for Heaven's just reward.
We're on phone watch, and my sister has said if it happens, we're all getting in a rental and driving up to Branson to attend the funeral.
*sighs* Gods, why does April have to be the month of sorrow? My first grandmother died on the 3rd, and her husband followed her a year later... now this. I'm starting to think my birthmonth is going to be forever cursed!
Please, put my family in your thoughts and prayers.
-- Stephen
I can haz Birfday Artz?
Posted 14 years agoMind, I want to make it clear this is just a REQUEST. These days I never expect to get "free" art anymore -- I refuse to be a mooch, like I used to be years ago. But, as a wise man once said, "Doesn't hurt to ask."
So, I'm asking. Would anyone be willing to draw me a picture or two for my birthday, coming on April 10th?
If there is anyone interested at all, feel free to comment me or message me, and I'll give with what I'd most like to see drawn.
I'll be totally honest, if there's specific artists I'd just DIE to get a gift art from, there's four in particular I know frequent FA:
maxblackrabbit , 
miupix , 
J3T and 
tanidareal
But I'll be happy if anyone takes up my request. *whew!* Okay, I feel better to get that out in the open. ^_^
-- Stephen
So, I'm asking. Would anyone be willing to draw me a picture or two for my birthday, coming on April 10th?
If there is anyone interested at all, feel free to comment me or message me, and I'll give with what I'd most like to see drawn.
I'll be totally honest, if there's specific artists I'd just DIE to get a gift art from, there's four in particular I know frequent FA:
maxblackrabbit , 
miupix , 
J3T and 
tanidarealBut I'll be happy if anyone takes up my request. *whew!* Okay, I feel better to get that out in the open. ^_^
-- Stephen
Hey, Calling All Ponies n' Bronies!
Posted 14 years agoJust whipped this up on a whim... may do something with this later when I have time, but wanted to post it here and see what all you MLP:FiM fans think.
# # #
THE BRONIES OF HIGH CHAPARRAL
The Bronies are discovered when Twilight Sparkle uncovers a page missing from a book, in Ponyville’s library. Determined to recover the book, she and Applejack, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie journey towards the Valley of Pines. In the course of which, Pinkie gets separated and lost amid a sudden thunderstorm; during which she takes a terrible fright and is injured. Before she can come to any greater harm, Duster finds her and takes her back to High Chaparral.
The following morning, after being seen to by Rusty and meeting Big D. and the other Bronies she is comforted and given the means to get over her fright. When recovered, she tells the Bronies of her friends, still lost in the Valley. Big D., Duster and the Twins head to the Valley to find the other three Ponies -- rescuing them from one of the larger dangers of the Valley; a massive, feral feline called Ol’ Dagger.
With Twilight Sparkle and the others safe, the Bronies take them back to High Chaparral. After they arrive, it’s discovered the page is from the ancient book that Big D. and the Bronies are guarding. While they aren’t able to return to Ponyville with the book, they are able to keep ties with the Bronies -- who now have a place to sell their marketable foodstuffs and stockpiled supplies. Big D. and Pinkie Pie especially form a strong friendship after this adventure.
VALLEY OF PINES -- A part of the Evergreen Forest, which reaches far off into a place seldom seen by Ponies of Equestria. The Valley is dark and somewhat unknown, and is host to several creatures that -- if provoked -- can be considered a threat to any Pony. A lone, long road did twist its way through the Valley, but it’s very rarely traveled any more.
SUNTWISTER DESERT -- A massive, dry desert that borders the lands of the far Evergreen Forest, with the closest part being the Valley of Pines. No Pony has ever dared to attempt to cross it.
MONOLITH MESA -- A high, large spur of land that rises from the floor of the Suntwister Desert; it connects to the Valley of Pines. Because of this, a good portion of the Mesa is arable farming land. It’s here that some adventurous and steadfast Ponies established a homestead and made it prosper.
HIGH CHAPARRAL -- The Homestead founded by seven Ponies who wanted to establish a working and prosperous farming town; it grew into the wide and flourishing farming town that it is now. The foals left by these seven are now grown and run and support the farm as their own. High Chaparral also hosts a rare and valuable book -- The Homesteader’s Journal. Their founding father, the original Big Daddy and his fellow homesteaders undertook guarding the book many years ago, but since their passing (Big D. references him and the other elders “no longer being with us now.”), it is up to the Bronies to take charge and keep the homestead safe and running.
The Bronies are six in number, with each one specializing in a specific task on the farm.
BIG D.
Male
Pony Type -- Earth
Eyes -- Blue
Colors -- Roan coat with Cream “socks”,
Mane ./ Tail -- Straight, with a Forelock with one curl; Cream colored.
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- Thick Muzzle/Face (like Big Macintosh). Speaks with a Baritone voice.
Accessories -- White duster-styled hat, blue kerchief around his neck.
Cutie Mark -- Single Silver five-point Star.
The son of the original Big Daddy, and leader of the Bronies. He’s a big pony, (as tall as Big Macintosh). Rock-steady, dependable and somewhat soft-spoken, he doesn’t hesitate to speak up when the situation demands it. He never shirks work or responsibilities, and is the unspoken Pony-in-Charge of the farmstead. He also sings (some country and blues) and is a great friend to everyone . . . though he does have a problem with bugs.
RUSTY
Male
Pony Type -- Unicorn
Eyes -- Brown
Colors -- Butterscotch coat with a White circle around his left eye.
Mane ./ Tail -- Slightly wavy, Dark Blond colored.
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- Speaks with a Southern accent.
Accessories -- Gray Kepi hat, carries two saddlebags of tools/gear when working.
Cutie Mark -- Hammer and Hand Saw.
Big D’s right-hand pony, and all around “jack-of-all-trades”. He never likes to see a job half finished, and is a major tinker and fix-it. If something’s broken, or needs a touch of care, he’s on the spot with his tools. He runs the homestead workshop, and can come up with anything needed for a job, built from scratch. Being he’s the only unicorn of the Bronies, he’s something of a loner in his workshop. Yet he won’t stay away when there’s work to do or fun to be had.
CAYENNE
Male
Pony Type -- Pegasus w/Feathered wings.
Eyes -- Dark Green
Colors -- Golden coat.
Mane / Tail -- Shaggy (like Rainbow Dash); Dark-Red color.
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- A single while Blaze mark on his muzzle.
Accessories -- None.
Cutie Mark -- A four-ray Fireball.
A real tomboy of a Pegasus; spitfire and tornado rolled into one. Being the only flyer among the Bronies, Cayenne (Cay for short) is often called on to do the herding duties with Big D. and any other tasks that demand speed. A top-notch flyer, Cayenne is cool under pressure, but he does have a dislike of dark, narrow places like caves or deep tunnels. He does have a real fondness for apples -- a “sweet tooth” -- and prides the High Chaparral’s small grove for its treasured gold apples.
RUFF N’ READY
Male(s)
Pony Type -- Earth
Eyes -- Light Blue
Colors -- Black (Ruff), Gray (Ready)
Mane / Tail -- Straight with Bangs, White (Ruff), Straight and Short, Black (Ready)
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- None.
Accessories -- Dark Blue Ball Caps (Ruff wears his backwards).
Cutie Mark -- Twin Horseshoes (White for Ruff, Black for Ready).
Twin rascals, who happen to be Big D’s cousins. The Twins are the general caretakers of the homestead’s main house; Ruff does all the outside work -- wood chopping, digging, etc. -- while Ready runs the kitchen. Ruff loves to get down into the dirt, but Ready hates getting dirty and will spend a lot of time staying clean. Ready loves to handle things by schedules, checklists and such, while Ruff is more laid back, yet diligent in his methods. While they may scuffle and argue from time to time, these two always pull through in a pinch to help get things done. The one thing they love to do is prank others (one thing they both can agree on).
DUSTER
Male
Pony Type -- Earth
Eyes -- Black.
Colors -- Pinto colored (Brown, Tan with White patches)
Mane / Tail -- Long with a curl at the end, Brown.
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- None.
Accessories -- A Dark Cowboy hat, Dark Blue kerchief around his neck.
Cutie Mark -- A White Wolf’s Pawprint.
If there ever was a “lone wolf”, Duster fits the bill. Duster doesn’t talk much, but when he does it usually is short and to the point. Duster’s job is to roam the land on and around High Chaparral and watch for dangers. Quiet, aloof and yet he’s first to come to the aid of any pony or animal that may need help. His tasks keep him in constant contact with nature, so he gets along with most of the animals of the forest; even ones like the Ursa Minor and Majors! Even though he doesn’t show up often with his Bronies on the farm -- save for meals, he isn’t that far away when needed.
# # #
What do you think?
-- Stephen
# # #
THE BRONIES OF HIGH CHAPARRAL
The Bronies are discovered when Twilight Sparkle uncovers a page missing from a book, in Ponyville’s library. Determined to recover the book, she and Applejack, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie journey towards the Valley of Pines. In the course of which, Pinkie gets separated and lost amid a sudden thunderstorm; during which she takes a terrible fright and is injured. Before she can come to any greater harm, Duster finds her and takes her back to High Chaparral.
The following morning, after being seen to by Rusty and meeting Big D. and the other Bronies she is comforted and given the means to get over her fright. When recovered, she tells the Bronies of her friends, still lost in the Valley. Big D., Duster and the Twins head to the Valley to find the other three Ponies -- rescuing them from one of the larger dangers of the Valley; a massive, feral feline called Ol’ Dagger.
With Twilight Sparkle and the others safe, the Bronies take them back to High Chaparral. After they arrive, it’s discovered the page is from the ancient book that Big D. and the Bronies are guarding. While they aren’t able to return to Ponyville with the book, they are able to keep ties with the Bronies -- who now have a place to sell their marketable foodstuffs and stockpiled supplies. Big D. and Pinkie Pie especially form a strong friendship after this adventure.
VALLEY OF PINES -- A part of the Evergreen Forest, which reaches far off into a place seldom seen by Ponies of Equestria. The Valley is dark and somewhat unknown, and is host to several creatures that -- if provoked -- can be considered a threat to any Pony. A lone, long road did twist its way through the Valley, but it’s very rarely traveled any more.
SUNTWISTER DESERT -- A massive, dry desert that borders the lands of the far Evergreen Forest, with the closest part being the Valley of Pines. No Pony has ever dared to attempt to cross it.
MONOLITH MESA -- A high, large spur of land that rises from the floor of the Suntwister Desert; it connects to the Valley of Pines. Because of this, a good portion of the Mesa is arable farming land. It’s here that some adventurous and steadfast Ponies established a homestead and made it prosper.
HIGH CHAPARRAL -- The Homestead founded by seven Ponies who wanted to establish a working and prosperous farming town; it grew into the wide and flourishing farming town that it is now. The foals left by these seven are now grown and run and support the farm as their own. High Chaparral also hosts a rare and valuable book -- The Homesteader’s Journal. Their founding father, the original Big Daddy and his fellow homesteaders undertook guarding the book many years ago, but since their passing (Big D. references him and the other elders “no longer being with us now.”), it is up to the Bronies to take charge and keep the homestead safe and running.
The Bronies are six in number, with each one specializing in a specific task on the farm.
BIG D.
Male
Pony Type -- Earth
Eyes -- Blue
Colors -- Roan coat with Cream “socks”,
Mane ./ Tail -- Straight, with a Forelock with one curl; Cream colored.
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- Thick Muzzle/Face (like Big Macintosh). Speaks with a Baritone voice.
Accessories -- White duster-styled hat, blue kerchief around his neck.
Cutie Mark -- Single Silver five-point Star.
The son of the original Big Daddy, and leader of the Bronies. He’s a big pony, (as tall as Big Macintosh). Rock-steady, dependable and somewhat soft-spoken, he doesn’t hesitate to speak up when the situation demands it. He never shirks work or responsibilities, and is the unspoken Pony-in-Charge of the farmstead. He also sings (some country and blues) and is a great friend to everyone . . . though he does have a problem with bugs.
RUSTY
Male
Pony Type -- Unicorn
Eyes -- Brown
Colors -- Butterscotch coat with a White circle around his left eye.
Mane ./ Tail -- Slightly wavy, Dark Blond colored.
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- Speaks with a Southern accent.
Accessories -- Gray Kepi hat, carries two saddlebags of tools/gear when working.
Cutie Mark -- Hammer and Hand Saw.
Big D’s right-hand pony, and all around “jack-of-all-trades”. He never likes to see a job half finished, and is a major tinker and fix-it. If something’s broken, or needs a touch of care, he’s on the spot with his tools. He runs the homestead workshop, and can come up with anything needed for a job, built from scratch. Being he’s the only unicorn of the Bronies, he’s something of a loner in his workshop. Yet he won’t stay away when there’s work to do or fun to be had.
CAYENNE
Male
Pony Type -- Pegasus w/Feathered wings.
Eyes -- Dark Green
Colors -- Golden coat.
Mane / Tail -- Shaggy (like Rainbow Dash); Dark-Red color.
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- A single while Blaze mark on his muzzle.
Accessories -- None.
Cutie Mark -- A four-ray Fireball.
A real tomboy of a Pegasus; spitfire and tornado rolled into one. Being the only flyer among the Bronies, Cayenne (Cay for short) is often called on to do the herding duties with Big D. and any other tasks that demand speed. A top-notch flyer, Cayenne is cool under pressure, but he does have a dislike of dark, narrow places like caves or deep tunnels. He does have a real fondness for apples -- a “sweet tooth” -- and prides the High Chaparral’s small grove for its treasured gold apples.
RUFF N’ READY
Male(s)
Pony Type -- Earth
Eyes -- Light Blue
Colors -- Black (Ruff), Gray (Ready)
Mane / Tail -- Straight with Bangs, White (Ruff), Straight and Short, Black (Ready)
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- None.
Accessories -- Dark Blue Ball Caps (Ruff wears his backwards).
Cutie Mark -- Twin Horseshoes (White for Ruff, Black for Ready).
Twin rascals, who happen to be Big D’s cousins. The Twins are the general caretakers of the homestead’s main house; Ruff does all the outside work -- wood chopping, digging, etc. -- while Ready runs the kitchen. Ruff loves to get down into the dirt, but Ready hates getting dirty and will spend a lot of time staying clean. Ready loves to handle things by schedules, checklists and such, while Ruff is more laid back, yet diligent in his methods. While they may scuffle and argue from time to time, these two always pull through in a pinch to help get things done. The one thing they love to do is prank others (one thing they both can agree on).
DUSTER
Male
Pony Type -- Earth
Eyes -- Black.
Colors -- Pinto colored (Brown, Tan with White patches)
Mane / Tail -- Long with a curl at the end, Brown.
Distinguishing Feature(s) -- None.
Accessories -- A Dark Cowboy hat, Dark Blue kerchief around his neck.
Cutie Mark -- A White Wolf’s Pawprint.
If there ever was a “lone wolf”, Duster fits the bill. Duster doesn’t talk much, but when he does it usually is short and to the point. Duster’s job is to roam the land on and around High Chaparral and watch for dangers. Quiet, aloof and yet he’s first to come to the aid of any pony or animal that may need help. His tasks keep him in constant contact with nature, so he gets along with most of the animals of the forest; even ones like the Ursa Minor and Majors! Even though he doesn’t show up often with his Bronies on the farm -- save for meals, he isn’t that far away when needed.
# # #
What do you think?
-- Stephen
So long 2010... Hello 2011!
Posted 15 years agoSome good things... Some bad...
Overall, some sour notes ending the year, but optimistic for the upcoming year.
Oh, but one thing to mention... while it's just online for the time being, I've been very blessed to have gotten the affections and attention of a very lovely young lady.
So, I guess you can say, we sort of both claimed each other. ^_^ Time will only tell what will come, but for now I can say that there's someone that makes me smile and look forwards to meeting the new day ahead.
Here's to you,
niekitty my kitten, my pet, my wench. ^_^
Happy New Year All!
-- Stephen
Overall, some sour notes ending the year, but optimistic for the upcoming year.
Oh, but one thing to mention... while it's just online for the time being, I've been very blessed to have gotten the affections and attention of a very lovely young lady.
So, I guess you can say, we sort of both claimed each other. ^_^ Time will only tell what will come, but for now I can say that there's someone that makes me smile and look forwards to meeting the new day ahead.
Here's to you,
niekitty my kitten, my pet, my wench. ^_^Happy New Year All!
-- Stephen
Merry Christmas -- Sokol Style!
Posted 15 years ago~~ Christmas Eve, Randall’s Home in New Kiev.... ~~
“Shower off.”
The hot spray from the recessed shower head cut off, leaving the sounds of dripping water filling the steamy air of Randall’s master bath. Flicking the wet from his face, he sighed before his whole body rippled out of reflex to slough off more of the excess water from his golden fur. “Mercy,” he said, “that feels better!” He reached out to slide the shower doors open, before reaching for a drying sheet from the towel rack nearby. Today was a real shindig, he though as he briskly rubbed his body down. Pavel really outdid himself this time around. Can only imagine what his previous Christmas parties were like! Randall smiled, remembering the party held at his employer’s home. Pavel Markov had pulled out all the stops; catered buffet, drinks of all types, good friends and music that were the trademark of the owner of the hottest night club in the whole town.
Moving to deposit the damp sheet in the clothes hamper, Randall turned and scooped up a pair of lounging pants on the sink. Slipping them on, he muttered, “Good thing Pavel gave everyone the next few days off. After tonight, I doubt any of the girls and guys are going to want to come to work tomorrow.” He shook his head, making his damp, reddish-blond locks flip across his shoulders. He chuckled. “Going to be a few hangovers, come sunrise.” Tying the tie-cords on his pants, he reached for a smaller towel on the counter and raised it to begin drying his hair further. “Music, please... medium volume.”
The house computer spoke to him from a small panel near the bathroom door; “Audio System is already engaged. Musical Program-Four, in progress.”
Randall frowned, before turning towards the door. “Hm? Couldn’t sworn--.” Letting the towel drop to his shoulders, he stepped to the door and reached out to thumb the release. With a muted hiss, the door slid open and he peered through the doorway. Music flowed in from the master bedroom beyond -- a slow jazz theme with decidedly romantic flavor -- and the lights, which had been at full brightness were now turned down to a warmer, less-intense level. The smell of paraffin and magnolia scent flowed from a lit candle on the sideboard next to Randall’s queen-sized bed.
A bed that was occupied by a smiling, familiar figure. A smiling, nearly-naked figure.
“Ahhh, mon beau Chat de Soleil . . . you finally appear. I was about to, how you would say, ‘send in a rescue party’, oui?”
Eyes wide with surprise, Randall asked, “Clover? Amanda, just, what--?” He paused, gathering his wits as he stared at the buxom rabbit on his bed. Clover was propped on a pile of his pillows, her long red hair and lop-ears cascading over her shoulders. Stretched across the sheets, she wore nothing but a pair of thigh-high stockings and a green bow, which was tied fetchingly around her neck.
“What, you are not happy to see me?” She crossed her shapely legs, making the silk fabric hiss sensually.
“I . . . I didn’t say that,” Randall said. “Clover, how did you--?” He stopped, shaking his head ruefully. “Ah, hell. You used the key I gave you, didn’t you?”
“Mm-hmm.” Clover’s eyes twinkled with warmth and mischief.
“So, why are you here?”
Clover laughed softly; the action making her bare breasts bounce, causing the light from the candle to gleam off of her nipple rings. “Oh, cheri, you have forgotten what tonight is?”
Randall started to speak, stopped, then his face filled with comprehension.
“Oui, it is Christmas Eve,” Clover said, “and, since you have been a very good boy this year, I have decided vous deserves a very, special, present.” She shifted, turning her body for effect as she locked gazes with Randall.
“Oh . . . my,” Randall said softly, the impact of Clover’s words hitting home. “Clover . . . ?”
Lifting her eyebrows, Clover snuggled deeper into the pillows. “Now, cheri, you just need to get into the ‘Christmas spirit’.” She lifted her chin, nodding to the space next to her head.
Randall followed her motion, and a smile spread across his face as his eyes lighted on a sprig of mistletoe affixed to the wooden headboard.
“Now you are getting the idea,” Patting the bed, Clover asked, “Do you not wish to . . . unwrap your gift, cheri? After all, C'est tout pour vous, mon la plupart de bel amant. Joyeux Noël!”
# # # #
Thanks to fluffball for doing this special Christmas commission for me. This is the pic that goes with the short-scene above:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4987463/
“Shower off.”
The hot spray from the recessed shower head cut off, leaving the sounds of dripping water filling the steamy air of Randall’s master bath. Flicking the wet from his face, he sighed before his whole body rippled out of reflex to slough off more of the excess water from his golden fur. “Mercy,” he said, “that feels better!” He reached out to slide the shower doors open, before reaching for a drying sheet from the towel rack nearby. Today was a real shindig, he though as he briskly rubbed his body down. Pavel really outdid himself this time around. Can only imagine what his previous Christmas parties were like! Randall smiled, remembering the party held at his employer’s home. Pavel Markov had pulled out all the stops; catered buffet, drinks of all types, good friends and music that were the trademark of the owner of the hottest night club in the whole town.
Moving to deposit the damp sheet in the clothes hamper, Randall turned and scooped up a pair of lounging pants on the sink. Slipping them on, he muttered, “Good thing Pavel gave everyone the next few days off. After tonight, I doubt any of the girls and guys are going to want to come to work tomorrow.” He shook his head, making his damp, reddish-blond locks flip across his shoulders. He chuckled. “Going to be a few hangovers, come sunrise.” Tying the tie-cords on his pants, he reached for a smaller towel on the counter and raised it to begin drying his hair further. “Music, please... medium volume.”
The house computer spoke to him from a small panel near the bathroom door; “Audio System is already engaged. Musical Program-Four, in progress.”
Randall frowned, before turning towards the door. “Hm? Couldn’t sworn--.” Letting the towel drop to his shoulders, he stepped to the door and reached out to thumb the release. With a muted hiss, the door slid open and he peered through the doorway. Music flowed in from the master bedroom beyond -- a slow jazz theme with decidedly romantic flavor -- and the lights, which had been at full brightness were now turned down to a warmer, less-intense level. The smell of paraffin and magnolia scent flowed from a lit candle on the sideboard next to Randall’s queen-sized bed.
A bed that was occupied by a smiling, familiar figure. A smiling, nearly-naked figure.
“Ahhh, mon beau Chat de Soleil . . . you finally appear. I was about to, how you would say, ‘send in a rescue party’, oui?”
Eyes wide with surprise, Randall asked, “Clover? Amanda, just, what--?” He paused, gathering his wits as he stared at the buxom rabbit on his bed. Clover was propped on a pile of his pillows, her long red hair and lop-ears cascading over her shoulders. Stretched across the sheets, she wore nothing but a pair of thigh-high stockings and a green bow, which was tied fetchingly around her neck.
“What, you are not happy to see me?” She crossed her shapely legs, making the silk fabric hiss sensually.
“I . . . I didn’t say that,” Randall said. “Clover, how did you--?” He stopped, shaking his head ruefully. “Ah, hell. You used the key I gave you, didn’t you?”
“Mm-hmm.” Clover’s eyes twinkled with warmth and mischief.
“So, why are you here?”
Clover laughed softly; the action making her bare breasts bounce, causing the light from the candle to gleam off of her nipple rings. “Oh, cheri, you have forgotten what tonight is?”
Randall started to speak, stopped, then his face filled with comprehension.
“Oui, it is Christmas Eve,” Clover said, “and, since you have been a very good boy this year, I have decided vous deserves a very, special, present.” She shifted, turning her body for effect as she locked gazes with Randall.
“Oh . . . my,” Randall said softly, the impact of Clover’s words hitting home. “Clover . . . ?”
Lifting her eyebrows, Clover snuggled deeper into the pillows. “Now, cheri, you just need to get into the ‘Christmas spirit’.” She lifted her chin, nodding to the space next to her head.
Randall followed her motion, and a smile spread across his face as his eyes lighted on a sprig of mistletoe affixed to the wooden headboard.
“Now you are getting the idea,” Patting the bed, Clover asked, “Do you not wish to . . . unwrap your gift, cheri? After all, C'est tout pour vous, mon la plupart de bel amant. Joyeux Noël!”
# # # #
Thanks to
fluffball for doing this special Christmas commission for me. This is the pic that goes with the short-scene above:http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4987463/
Writing out some action...
Posted 15 years agoIf you haven't see it yet, go back to this -- http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4444394
There is some words there you might like. ^_^
-- Stephen
There is some words there you might like. ^_^
-- Stephen
I Cost $4,055 a Night!
Posted 15 years agoA meme I got from 
daniwolf ... Who knew I wouldn't come cheap? ^^;
Check all that Apply, Add the sum and then follow the last instruction at the end.
Natural Hair Color:
[ ] Brown - $100
[ ] Blonde - $50
[ ] Black - $15
[ ] Bald - $5
[x] Other-$75
Reddish-Blond... I count that as “Other”.
[b]Eye Color:[/b]
[ ] Brown - $1
[ ] Green - $75
[x] Blue $50
[ ] Hazel $100
[ ] Other - $15 They’re grey
Height:
[ ] Over 7' - $200
[ ] 6'8" to 7' - $175
[x] 6'0" to 6'7" - $150
[ ] 5'5" to 5'11" - $75
[ ]4'9" to 5'4" - $45
[ ] Under 4'9 - $45
Age:
[x] 31 to 40 - $100
[ ] 26 to 30 - $75
[ ] 21 to 25 - $50
[ ] 19 to 20 - $25
[ ] 0 to 18 - $100
Birth Order:
[x] Twins or more than twins - $300
[x] First Born - $300
[ ] Only Child - $250
[ ] second born - $150
[ ] Middle child-$100
[ ] Last Born - $100
[ ] third born - $100
[ ] fourth born - $100
[ ] fifth born - $100
I count both being the first born of a pair of twins, so that’s $600. ^_^
Drink?
[ ] No - $400
[ ] Only Holidays - $250
[X] Sometimes - $215
[ ] YES - $200
[ ] Only weekends - $350
[ ] Every other day - $50
[ ] Once a day - $15
[ ] I live from the bottle -$Bankrupt$
Vision?
[ ] perfect vision -$300
[ ] need or have glasses/contacts but don't wear them - $200
[ ] No correction $100
[ ] Glasses - $50
[x] contacts - $25
[ ] Surgical correction - $1
Car(s) Color: Depends which one you want to be picked up in.
[ ] Pink - $2,000
[ ] Maroon - $800
[ ] Gold - $700
[ ] Gray - $600
[ ] Blue - $900
[ ] Obsidian - $800
[x] White - $475
[ ] Red - $400
[ ] Green- $350
[ ] Silver $300
[ ] Purple- $250
[ ] Metallic - $200
[ ] Yellow - $100
[ ] Primer - $75
[ ] Tan- $20
[ ] Rusted - $15
[ ] No Car - $0
[ ] Other - $ 50
Shoe Size:
[x] 13+ - $300
[ ]12.5 to 13 - $250
[ ] 11 to 12 - $700
[ ] 7 to 10 - $500
[ ] Under 7- $550
Favorite Color(s):
[ ] Black - $450
[ ] Green-$750
[x] Red - $600
[ ] Yellow -$475
[ ] Brown - $50
[ ] Purple - $225
[x] White - $400
[ ] Aqua - $350
[ ] Orange - $300
[x] Blue - $300
[ ] Pink - $100
Patriotic! ^_^
Did you use a calculator to add it all up?
[ ] Yes - $0
[x]no- $1000
[ ] on some - $550
Total: $ 4,055
RE-POST WITH TITLE: "I cost $____ a night"
Anyone who wants to do this, can do so. I don't believe in random tags. ^_^
-- Stephen
daniwolf ... Who knew I wouldn't come cheap? ^^;Check all that Apply, Add the sum and then follow the last instruction at the end.
Natural Hair Color:
[ ] Brown - $100
[ ] Blonde - $50
[ ] Black - $15
[ ] Bald - $5
[x] Other-$75
Reddish-Blond... I count that as “Other”.
[b]Eye Color:[/b]
[ ] Brown - $1
[ ] Green - $75
[x] Blue $50
[ ] Hazel $100
[ ] Other - $15 They’re grey
Height:
[ ] Over 7' - $200
[ ] 6'8" to 7' - $175
[x] 6'0" to 6'7" - $150
[ ] 5'5" to 5'11" - $75
[ ]4'9" to 5'4" - $45
[ ] Under 4'9 - $45
Age:
[x] 31 to 40 - $100
[ ] 26 to 30 - $75
[ ] 21 to 25 - $50
[ ] 19 to 20 - $25
[ ] 0 to 18 - $100
Birth Order:
[x] Twins or more than twins - $300
[x] First Born - $300
[ ] Only Child - $250
[ ] second born - $150
[ ] Middle child-$100
[ ] Last Born - $100
[ ] third born - $100
[ ] fourth born - $100
[ ] fifth born - $100
I count both being the first born of a pair of twins, so that’s $600. ^_^
Drink?
[ ] No - $400
[ ] Only Holidays - $250
[X] Sometimes - $215
[ ] YES - $200
[ ] Only weekends - $350
[ ] Every other day - $50
[ ] Once a day - $15
[ ] I live from the bottle -$Bankrupt$
Vision?
[ ] perfect vision -$300
[ ] need or have glasses/contacts but don't wear them - $200
[ ] No correction $100
[ ] Glasses - $50
[x] contacts - $25
[ ] Surgical correction - $1
Car(s) Color: Depends which one you want to be picked up in.
[ ] Pink - $2,000
[ ] Maroon - $800
[ ] Gold - $700
[ ] Gray - $600
[ ] Blue - $900
[ ] Obsidian - $800
[x] White - $475
[ ] Red - $400
[ ] Green- $350
[ ] Silver $300
[ ] Purple- $250
[ ] Metallic - $200
[ ] Yellow - $100
[ ] Primer - $75
[ ] Tan- $20
[ ] Rusted - $15
[ ] No Car - $0
[ ] Other - $ 50
Shoe Size:
[x] 13+ - $300
[ ]12.5 to 13 - $250
[ ] 11 to 12 - $700
[ ] 7 to 10 - $500
[ ] Under 7- $550
Favorite Color(s):
[ ] Black - $450
[ ] Green-$750
[x] Red - $600
[ ] Yellow -$475
[ ] Brown - $50
[ ] Purple - $225
[x] White - $400
[ ] Aqua - $350
[ ] Orange - $300
[x] Blue - $300
[ ] Pink - $100
Patriotic! ^_^
Did you use a calculator to add it all up?
[ ] Yes - $0
[x]no- $1000
[ ] on some - $550
Total: $ 4,055
RE-POST WITH TITLE: "I cost $____ a night"
Anyone who wants to do this, can do so. I don't believe in random tags. ^_^
-- Stephen
Zombies, Anime & Fanservice...
Posted 15 years agoLet me be up front. I, don't, like, horror.
Never have, never will like TV or movies or books with excessive violence, gore or themes where people are literally scared to death. Dark themes just aren't my bag.
Usually.
However, recently someone did some fan-art on DA, about a character from a recent anime show called "Highschool of the Dead".
Granted the premise is typical Zombie schlock -- a cast of characters (nie high school teens) in a modern day setting, survive the outbreak of a massive pandemic that turns people into flesh-eating zombies. The rest of the series deals with their physical survival, and then their eventual dealing with the collapse of society, threats from dangers other than the zombie menace and even the dissolution of their own morals to survive.
But, I managed to locate the episodes on YT and . . . well bite me if I say that the series looks interesting enough for me to stick around.
May look for this one if it ever releases on DVD.
-- Stephen
Never have, never will like TV or movies or books with excessive violence, gore or themes where people are literally scared to death. Dark themes just aren't my bag.
Usually.
However, recently someone did some fan-art on DA, about a character from a recent anime show called "Highschool of the Dead".
Granted the premise is typical Zombie schlock -- a cast of characters (nie high school teens) in a modern day setting, survive the outbreak of a massive pandemic that turns people into flesh-eating zombies. The rest of the series deals with their physical survival, and then their eventual dealing with the collapse of society, threats from dangers other than the zombie menace and even the dissolution of their own morals to survive.
But, I managed to locate the episodes on YT and . . . well bite me if I say that the series looks interesting enough for me to stick around.
May look for this one if it ever releases on DVD.
-- Stephen
New character in the works
Posted 15 years agoThanks to 
p_moss Mossy for giving her some form out of a sudden inspiration:
CLOVER
Full Name : Amanda Brianne Breckenstone
Nicknames : Clover; Lil’ Bun-Bun
Gender : Female
Genus : Lop-Eared Rabbit
Age : 20
Height : 5’ 4”
Weight : 120 lbs.
Eyes : Coffee Bean Brown
Hair : Red
Fur : Light Tan / Creme / White
Accessories : Belly Jewel, Tattoo on her lower belly -- a four-leaf clover with a spaded devil’s tale coming out of the stalk.
****
“Clover” is the cousin of one of Randall’s closest friends -- Brian Breckenstone -- and is a precocious little bundle of dynamite. Sweet, eternally girlly yet she has her tomboy moments. Smart and savvy enough to hold her own with the best of them. She comes to visit Brian at college, but stays after when she meets Randall for the first time. Becomes infatuated with the older Sun Leopard and takes steps to ingratiate herself into his good graces (i.e. -- seduce him).
***
Mind you, I think this is going to be for just a one-shot story. But it will be fun to see where it leads. ^_^
-- Stephen
p_moss Mossy for giving her some form out of a sudden inspiration:CLOVER
Full Name : Amanda Brianne Breckenstone
Nicknames : Clover; Lil’ Bun-Bun
Gender : Female
Genus : Lop-Eared Rabbit
Age : 20
Height : 5’ 4”
Weight : 120 lbs.
Eyes : Coffee Bean Brown
Hair : Red
Fur : Light Tan / Creme / White
Accessories : Belly Jewel, Tattoo on her lower belly -- a four-leaf clover with a spaded devil’s tale coming out of the stalk.
****
“Clover” is the cousin of one of Randall’s closest friends -- Brian Breckenstone -- and is a precocious little bundle of dynamite. Sweet, eternally girlly yet she has her tomboy moments. Smart and savvy enough to hold her own with the best of them. She comes to visit Brian at college, but stays after when she meets Randall for the first time. Becomes infatuated with the older Sun Leopard and takes steps to ingratiate herself into his good graces (i.e. -- seduce him).
***
Mind you, I think this is going to be for just a one-shot story. But it will be fun to see where it leads. ^_^
-- Stephen
Freindship Meme
Posted 15 years agoGot this from Fluffball Fluff, so here's my entry
Rules -- I don't fill this out, YOU do. ^_^
1) Who are you?
2) Are we friends?
3) When and how did we meet?
4) Would you kiss me?
5) Give me a nickname and explain why.
6) Describe me in 1 word.
7) What was your first impression of me?
8) Do you still think the same?]/b]
[b]9) What reminds you of me?
10) If you could give me anything, what would it be?
11) How well do you know me?
12) Are you gonna put this in your journal and see what I say about you?
13) Would you meet up with me?
-- Stephen
Fluffball Fluff, so here's my entryRules -- I don't fill this out, YOU do. ^_^
1) Who are you?
2) Are we friends?
3) When and how did we meet?
4) Would you kiss me?
5) Give me a nickname and explain why.
6) Describe me in 1 word.
7) What was your first impression of me?
8) Do you still think the same?]/b]
[b]9) What reminds you of me?
10) If you could give me anything, what would it be?
11) How well do you know me?
12) Are you gonna put this in your journal and see what I say about you?
13) Would you meet up with me?
-- Stephen
Saw this... I'm Sorry.
Posted 15 years agoRepeating this from my dA journal. I saw this on a profile page over on FF.Net... figured it was damn fitting so, here you go.
***"I'm sorry"***
I'm sorry
that I bought you roses
to tell you that I like you
I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk
I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants
I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised
I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"
I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not a jerk
I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things
I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club
I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just screw you
like some random guy.
I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date
I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy
I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend
I'm sorry
If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around
I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work
I'm sorry
that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.
I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care
But most of all
I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore
I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am
I'm sorry
I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.
I'm sorry
I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...
I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.
I'm sorry
That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.
I'm Sorry
That I cared
I'm sorry
that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.
Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.
If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'
If You're one of the FEW girls with enough moxie to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'
***"I'm sorry"***
I'm sorry
that I bought you roses
to tell you that I like you
I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk
I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants
I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised
I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"
I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not a jerk
I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things
I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club
I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just screw you
like some random guy.
I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date
I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy
I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend
I'm sorry
If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around
I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work
I'm sorry
that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.
I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care
But most of all
I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore
I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am
I'm sorry
I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.
I'm sorry
I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...
I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.
I'm sorry
That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.
I'm Sorry
That I cared
I'm sorry
that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.
Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.
If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'
If You're one of the FEW girls with enough moxie to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'
Need a little Help?
Posted 15 years agoNeed a little help -- what would be the better title? "Sisters of the Dragon", "Sisterhood of Steel", or "Sisters of the Dragon's Seal"?
-- Stephen
-- Stephen
