Spicy-

I was referring to "real" time. We've been posting for about 8 months.. but in RPG time... I still have to debate the time frame has been a couple of months. I mean I went back and was reading some of it, and I forgot all the things we've done. Like Max flew to Chicago with his dad for a week (so that's one week) and Liz and the Grandma thing was what a week or a whole weekend? Maybe your right, maybe it is a month... but it seems like so much has happened it would of taken longer.

Kyle- Red sports car? He never had that did he? I thought that was one of the cars in the shop he worked at - because Isabel changed the color to yellow so he wouldn't get caught "stealing" it.

Yeah-- I'm with Spicy, I like it "not having" any time. Kind of "lost in time" feeling.

I was re-reading the RPG and I had to post these... my favorite Maria quotes... I just cracked up laughing at... well, myself

"No. Michael doesn't talk to me... he's got his own little social circle, which consists of himself and his OTHER personalities, none of which include me. Besides... oh, nevermind! So you two got in trouble? How? You started making orgasmic noises in class?"



And this one...

"Michael! Hi! I was just NOT talking about you... heh. Um... yeah, that's what I've been pissed off about! These two all over each other... what a shame. I mean, even I wouldn't be all over you, although... um... ahem. You know, if we were... god... uh... Kyle! What are you doing here? This isn't a party... you know, and... see, the thing is, we're all... having a meeting about Biology class. You know, Mrs. Reese, trying to make us dissect a frog? So we all just boycotted it and decided to kick it in the eraser room... wait... did I just say 'kick it'? I'm losing my mind... "

*passes out from laughing*

Maria thoughts...

*Michael! OW! Did he just follow me out here? How long was I asleep? And was I drooling? Oh, god.*

Oh, and this Liz thought... funny as hell...

Max is in my shower.

Max is in my shower naked.

Hmmm...

I'm inspired to find more...

Babbling with Maria... take two

"Liz... hey... did you see the girl that Michael's meeting in the eraser room? I'll bet she's a redhead, right? Or maybe a blonde... you know, one of those slutty and manipulative ones that wear less than Britney Spears and just want him for his body, and he doesn't deserve that, unless he's really meeting her and then suppose he does, but still, it's not right... but why should I care? It's not like he and I are involved, or were involved, anyway, and he's a jerk... not really, but sort of, if you really think about it, and what is he doing at school anyway? He obviously isn't interested in learning anything, that you can tell by his past attendance, so the only reason he would come is to meet someone in the eraser room... but hey! That's none of my business..."

"Coming dad! Ria, watch them. If she even looks like she's going to touch Max, kill her." I say as I make my way to the backroom to see what my dad wanted.

"Sure. I'll beat her to death with my order pad."


Maria mocking Liz:

"Oh, Max, you're so dreamy! Kiss me!"

"Oh, Max, you're my prince charming!"

"Liz is calling Max, and they're going to breathe heavily into the phone whispering each other's names..."

I kinda like this scene...

"Liz! Listen to me. Don't you understand? The person who shot Kyle was aiming for YOU! I'm almost sure it was part of the same people who kidnapped me and knocked me around. See these bruises? Liz! I don't want you to get hurt again, so there is no way you're going to go back out there until this whole thing is cleaned up, okay? I don't care if I have to hold you down and nail you to the floor. You're my best friend, and if you know what's good for you, then you'll stay out of the diner for the time being!"

Maria retrieves a vial of cedar oil from her miniature locker, and inhales the scent several times. She then puts it back, and whirls around to face Liz once again.

"You know what else? Michael just ran out of here, to see if he could find out who or what did this, and he could be in danger! He could get himself killed! Oh, god... I swear, if he gets hurt, I'm going to shoot myself. I shouldn't have let him go out there. But he told me to take you back here and wait. So I did. And now he's risking his life. I... need to go find him..."

I also like Maria's little spat... ahem... embarrassing, yes, but... nevertheless... I wonder if Maria has a thing with bathrooms...

Half an hour later, Maria stares at the ripped apart soap dispenser, the stall door knocked halfway off its hinges, and feels a tiny bit better. She sinks back down on the floor, leaning against the wall once again, and continues to stare at the damage she has done on account of the tortured feelings she holds inside of her, which are dying to get out.

She retrieves a bottle of clear nail polish from her purse, throws it against the wall, and bites her bottom lip as it smashes and the polish drips down the pinkish-colored tiles...

Ahh..yes, we use to have that emoticon.

OMG. SPICY! You are the best! Those were great to read again. *tries to re- compose herself from laughing way to hard*




:rolllin

And it's amazing how you find all the funniest things.
You know I tried to start printing the story out last week, but didn't realize it was as long as it is-- and had to hit cancel when I realized it was going to be a couple of hundred pages long.

Well shit! Are we doing the dupes? IF so I've got to go rewrite Destiny.

I didn't think we were because we never did the EOTW, or th Skins. Thought we were just leaving some of the garbage out of this.