4bidden Social

TYPE: Instagram
STATUS: Open
DATE: Week 16, Tuesday afternoon

( I've got a brand new pair of roller skates, you've got a brand new key )

TYPE: Blog
STATUS: Open
DATE: Week 15; Tuesday, afternoon

I'm currently in possession of a life-size (and startlingly realistic) flamingo piñata. Which seems a terrible waste considering the amount of effort that must have gone into its manufacture. Perhaps we can use it as a coat rack.

Ms. Forbes, I didn't have a chance to thank you for your efforts yesterday evening. Despite the lack of warning and consent we did have a lovely time.

[week 15; Tuesday, afternoon]

Pretty sure this house will never be completely quiet again.

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I want to go dancing...

Suck my mother fucking BASS!



God is a girl, wherever you are, do you believe it? Can you receive it?

Week 14, Tuesday Afternoon
Blog/Social Media

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The incredibly rare sight of Klaus Mikaelson SMILING

Who: Dante and Claudia
What: Text Message
When: Week 13 - Tuesday Afternoon

- Knock, knock, Mr. Knock Knock
- What have you been up to?
- Haven't heard from you much.

**ten minutes later**

- Seriously though. What's up?
- Avoiding me?
- Heeellllooooooo????

What: BLOG
Who: Mac and OPEN
When: Week 11 - Tuesday Afternoon


This cold weather has me craving Carne Guisada, but I have yet to find a GOOD Mexican restaurant on this island. I could also use some Mexican hot chocolate, but yet again, no good restaurants, nor anything in the supermarkets. Molesto! Quiero que New York.

Type: Blog
Who: Dante and open to all
When: Week 10: Tuesday afternoon

Guess who's back, bitches! Me! That's who! And I'm so glad we missed that little, yet extremely funny, fiasco that was last week. Tour was awesome, as normal, fans were crazy, as usual, bands pranks were FUCKING EPIC! But the cherry on top of it all was Keara. To be more specific, Keara bitch-slapping a fucking annoying fan-girl whom I couldn't seem to get rid of for the life of me.

Yes, ladies and gentleman, my hard-working, quick adapting, were-fox slave bitch slapped some cunt while we were stopped for a show in Seattle. It was fucking priceless! And I really wish I had got it on camera! This twit wouldn't leave me or any of the guys alone, to include Sonny (my other slave) as she pestered us for "insight" into the bands. We were fucking unloading equipment, speakers, amps, etc... and she was fucking following us back and forth between the trailer and the venue. Her hormones were disgusting to smell, and even after we all were polite and told her to go away, she fucking persisted! So, without a word, I just see red hair flash by me, a hand come up and swiftly across the other girl's face, and heard a delightful smack as well a growl from my protective companion, and then the twit was in pure shock. Seriously, I don't think her eyes could have gotten any wider. The bitch demanded I punish her, and simply said, "Why? She's doing her job." The twit proceeded to scream at me, "AND WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

I just grinned and said, "Security." Bitch stomped the fuck out and didn't come back. If it was possible, I would have died laughing at the entire situation, just fucking priceless.

So, that's how tour went, how were things here? How was being human? Sorry we couldn't be a part of it with you, but no worries, I was laughing at you all from the mainland all the same.

{Type} Blog post
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #10, Tuesday, early afternoon


I got my tree. Now to go buy some lights and string them up. Klaus, would you care to join me? I could use the company.

{Type} Blog post
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #10, Tuesday, early afternoon


How did I not know about this??! I found it down a very seedy street in Jannati.

( The pizza was GOOD too. )

{Type} Instagram
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #10, Tuesday afternoon

( Trying out this 60's inspired look )

[date] week 9, Tuesday afternoon
[type] email

To: Maxwell Cooper
From: Abbey Cooper


So...I just talked to dad. Apparently you aren't at home and he and our brothers have no idea where you are. You officially have 24 hours to get back to me before I hunt you down and shave your head.

Seriously. I better hear from you or I will kill you.

I love you

Week 9; Tuesday Afternoon
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To whoever made the supernaturals human on this island- Thank you.

[text; Claudia Donovan]
[Week 9; Tuesday morning]

>>I
>>Can't move from the bathroom
>>Vomiting. Please help.

{Type} Blog
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #9, Tuesday afternoon

So, we're human now. Will this change our legal status? I mean, I am a Master because I am a werewolf. If I cease to be a werewolf, does it then follow that I cease to be a Master? I'm concerned.

[Blog; open]
[Week 7; Tuesday, late morning]

It's freezing, but master thinks I'm just complaining. It's not my fault I'm not used to things up here. :/